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Post by `juliette desrosiers* on Jan 13, 2009 0:31:07 GMT
juliette desrosiers ! i want you, to be free,
and don't worry about me,
and just like the movies,
we play it out on the last scene,
you won't cry, i won't scream! "Awh man!" rung through the changing room just outside of the ice rink. That voice came from the cute little Canadian girl that went by the name of Juliette Desrosiers. Why was she 'awh man'ing the empty changing room? Well, this poor little girl was completely wet. She had been training for ice-hockey all on her own after a summer holiday of hanging out with friends and not being able to really ice-skate that much. She wasn't unexperience and just fell over all the time, but being a little rusty, she did have a few falls and where there was no Zamboni cleaning the ice, the lose ice had melted and settled in her clothes and made her completely wet. When she had arrived back to the changing room, she saw that she had no change of clothes, the only thing in her hockey bag was her other Maple Leafs jersey and she couldn't exactly run back to her dorm naked with just that on.
Juliette took her gloves off and stuffed them in her kit bag. She then slipped off her ice-skates, put the blade covers on and put them in the right bag and left the bag on the floor while she slipped on her Converse. She then slung the skate bag over her shoulder so it sat comfortably. She missed the old days when she would just put the blade covers on and sling them over her shoulder with the laces tied, but coach said that was too dangerous and made her buy a bag. She grabbed her kit bag which usually held all her pads and such, but as she was wearing them right now so all that was in there was her clean Maple Leafs jersey and her gloves. After she had grabbed her hockey stick, she was ready to move out of the changing room and out into the big bad world, well, not the world, just the academy's grounds where there would be a lot of people staring at her strange attire.
Juliette walked across the grounds, not bothered about the way people were looking at her because she really didn't care about other people's opinions, all she cared about was her opinion of herself, if that ever fell, then she knew she was in trouble. The huge pads would usually make her sweat in the Australian heat, but today wasn't particularly warm so she was actually keeping warm for once in her whole life. It wasn't that cold really, just colder than usual. She wished it was cold, like really cold, so she could skate on a lake and throw some snowballs like she used to when she was a little kid and she had so much fun growing up in Canada, but she wasn't there anymore, although she knew she would be when she graduated, unless she married Jack and they decided to settle down. D'oh, she means Brad.
Juliette opened the door to the girl's dorm building as her mind drifted back to Jack. She knew she shouldn't think about her best friend, even worse, her boyfriend's best friend, but she just couldn't help it. Her and Brad were starting to fight over really stupid little things and everything seemed to just be on a complete downer, where on the other hand, her and Jack were so close and they have always been close. There was two little problems, one of them being that she could never just break up with Brad in fear of hurting his feelings, even if he wasn't a good boyfriend in her eyes, he was an amazing friend and she didn't want to lose that. Secondly, she didn't even know if Jack liked her back, let's face it, she's always been oblivious to guys liking her no matter where she's been.
Juliette hop, skipped and jumped her way up the three flights of stairs to take her to the floor where her dorm room would be. There were a few things she needed to do and one of those things involved a shower. With her free hand, she finally opened the door to her dorm room, seeing the huge mess she had left it in this morning. It wasn't her fault, she was so busy trying to find a pair of socks that she didn't notice the mess she had made. She shrugged it off lightly and moved into her room, dumping her stuff in the chair next to her bed. She slowly got undressed, almost peeling the wet clothes off of her skin and slapped them on the radiator. She was finally free of the wet clothes, in fact, all of her clothes as she rushed to the shower to get rid of the cold icey water and sweat.
Juliette emerged from the shower around twenty minutes later and sneaky clean, but still wet of course. She wrapped a towel around her and walked into her empty dorm room and looked for some clean clothes once again. She found some clean underwear with no problems, but the matching socks, now there was a problem. After she had finally found the matching black socks, she sat herself down on her bed and began to dry herself, bit by bit as she put on her clothes. Now in her underwear, she had to look for something to wear that was comfortabl and fun to lounge around in and what better than her lovely hockey jersey! She grabbed her bag and pulled her clean Maple Leaf jersey from it and slipped it over her head, smiling as she felt the Canadian pride shine through.
That's when it hit her, Jett was coming over for a little movie magic. Why you ask? Well, she had felt bad for all the fuss she was making over Frederick birthday and the suprise party she was organising and Jett didn't even have a birthday, well he did, he just didn't know when it was. She decided to make up for it, they would go out, but he didn't want to go out, so she suggested an action packed movie night where they could watch such classics like Die Hard, one of her personal favourites. She started to rumage through her secret stash of goodies that was located in one of the cupboards that had her name on it, literally with a little sticker. "Eureka! she exclaimed as she ffinally had her hand on that packet of fresh popcorn she got yesterday when she and Jett finalised the movie day. She tipped half of it to one of the cardboard cantainers she had, and half in the other. Of course, she had more popcorn because she did eat a lot for such a skinny girl.
Juliette had set everything out neatly on the table where the television sat. She had the popcorn, the coca-cola poured out into the cardboard cups like what you get at the cinema and she had the stack of DVDs next to that, all actions movies, apart from the Ten Things I Hate About You, which always seemed to sneak it's way into all of her movie nights, apart from when she watched Kevin Smith movies or the Star Wars trilogy, then that would be all she watched. She was a completely movie buff and could be seen quoting movie lines to emphasis her emotions for something. She could probably recite most of the script to the movies she loved so much but that would be for a different night. Tonight it was her and Jett watching a bunch of movies as good mates. Now all she had to do was sit down on her bed and wait for him.
status •• finished.
tag •• jettison!
word count •• 1277
apperance •• as above and outfit.
lyrics •• movies by alien ant farm.
music •• superman by alanis morissette.
notes •• movie magic time XD
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Post by jett zaboravljen,, on Jan 13, 2009 9:31:14 GMT
JETT ZABORAVLJEN ! here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are.
he watched her, carefully, for afar. not knowing how much longer he could go on like this. she was so beautiful to him; like a goddess. her hair was amazing, oh how he longed to touch it (without sounding like a psycho, of course) and how he longed to hold her in his arms for the rest of eternity. she was the one that was in his dreams. the one always teasing him in his dreams and the one who always seemed to appear out of nowhere whenever he was around other people. it was almost as though she were teasing him, he thought and he didn't know how much longer he would be able to stand it. he was in love and he wasn't about to admit it. someone like him was probably the last person that you'd ever expect to see falling in love with a girl; especially not someone with his past and who was still training with the fbi. but he was, this was one doodle that can't be undid, homeskillet. in his eyes she was perfect, a goddess with wings, one day (hopefully soon) he would be able to finally pluck up the courage and sweep her off of her feet, hopefully. but then again she might not even notice that he's alive. now there was a thought for him to consider. what if? he shuddered to think about it and carried on admiring her from afar - it was safer that way, well, that's what he said anyway, the others thought he should just go for it; he couldn't and didn't know why.
perth sporting academy seemed to be a hotspot for weirdo's just like himself. he thought of his friends as weird and they didn't seem to mind, in fact two of them agreed with him that they were weirdo's while the other hardly said anything at all. this boy liked his friends, but honestly he didn't know what he did to deserve them, everyone else in the academy found him to be intimidating and rather scary looking which, lets face it, he kind of was. and although that didn't phase him much since he was pretty used to it, he just wished that maybe he could have just a smidge more friends to care about. he wasn't completely heartless; not yet anyway. his friend's list at the moment consisted of three girls and two boys: juliette desrosiers, aurelie rush and her older sister, amelia rush, frederick miller whom he liked to call freddy, and reece crawford who had a brother whom he didn't like very much. no, he hated mitchell crawford; the boy was a woman beater and he hated anyone like that. aurelie rush was so small and so fragile and mitchell crawford was so big and so muscular, he was surprised that no-one had caught onto what was going on between the 'happy' couple. it made him angry just thinking about it and this boy was never good when angry, he always finds something to break, like a chair or a table. he did wish that he could break mitchell though.
a sudden drop of rain on the back of his neck pulled him back into reality and he looked at the sky just as the heavens opened and unleashed it's wet 'hell'. rain. he didn't mind the stuff, he just didn't like getting wet. with a light sigh he opened his jacket up and pulled out a box of cigarettes from his inside pocket, took one out, replaced the box and then took out his lighter from his jeans pocket. cupping his hand around the end of the cigarette and the lighter, the boy lit the nicotine filled stick and shoved his hands into his pockets as he moved out from under the shelter of an oak tree and walked across the path to the safety of arch way. even though it was raining, it wasn't cold, and even if it was cold he wouldn't have been able to feel it anyway; courtesy of the life he lead growing up. he smoked the cigarette slowly, almost deliberately under the arch way, not realising what the time was; he had promised juliette that he would watch some movies with her in her dorm the other day because she felt bad about talking about frederick's birthday while he didn't have one himself. well, he did have a birthday, he just didn't know when it was and it wasn't like it mattered anyway. he didn't much like the idea of getting past twenty, although he was rather surprised that he had made it all the way to nineteen with the way that he had been living for the past...nineteen years.
suddenly the cigarette was gone and he scraped it down the wall to put it out before tossing it into the nearest trash can and heading inside. juliette was sure to poke him, hard, if he was late to their 'date', okay so it wasn't exactly a date, but oh well. the nineteen year old walked through the hallways with his hands in his pockets, ignoring the scared looks from the other students who always seemed fearful of him for whatever reason. not that he couldn't say he enjoyed it, sometimes it was nice to be alone, but he did wish that they weren't scared of him, they didn't know of his past, they just thought that the way he looked was scary enough. black tossled hair and dazzling green eyes? if he was scary looking then the orange haired girl with dazzling green eyes (aurelie) must also be scary. the boy just lowered his head and carried on walking, he didn't care much for what other people thought of him, he seemed to always put others before himself and always, always, always snuck up on people when they weren't expecting it. it was funny doing it to frederick because he could have sworn that every time he did that, the boy jumped about a mile in the air. it scared juliette sometimes too, but it never seemed to scare/phase aurelie. well, you can't scare everyone now, can you. he smiled to himself as he pushed open the door to his dorm and entered.
peeling off his jacket and kicking off his shoes at the same time, the boy manouvered his way over to the tiny closet that held the ridiculously tiny amount of clothes that he owned and opened it. looking inside at the pitiful display, he pulled out a pair of skinny black jeans and a black shirt, along with a studded belt and his baseball cap. he didn't know why he needed to change, he just felt like it, he wasn't even wet. but he changed out of his old clothes into his new ones fairly quickly and tossed them into the hamper at the end of his bed. he then pulled on his doc martins and grabbed his newly aquired film 'i am legend' and exited his dorm on his way to juliette's. he figured that since she was about as stubborn as he was a few movies in her room wouldn't hurt. he just didn't want to go out, he was more of a 'stay indoors and do nothing' kind of guy, unless of course you mentioned cars and/or motocross then he suddenly became the 'lets go outside and play with cars!' type of guy. it was amusing for the most part. as he walked he hummed quietly to himself but stopped when he found himself outside of juliette's dorm. hesitating for the slightest moment, he raised a hand and knocked her on her door. "the boogey man has come for you."
status •, completed.
tag •, jules.
word count •, 1281
apperance •, skinny jeans, black shirt and baseball caps.
lyrics •, wake me up when september ends by green day
music •, ---
notes •, xD magiiiiic, he's going to want to watch finding nemo. XD
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Post by `juliette desrosiers* on Jan 13, 2009 20:39:05 GMT
juliette desrosiers !i want you, to be free,
and don't worry about me,
and just like the movies,
we play it out on the last scene,
you won't cry, i won't scream! Juliette was sitting on her bed, starting to fidget slightly, she never liked being alone, it was when she was alone that bad things happened, like when she killed the butterfly when she was just six years old and when she almost decided to harm herself after she lost her mother. Another thing that usually happened when she was alone was that she would fall over and end up bruising herself, she was completely accident prone, unless playing hockey, but she never broke bones, only bruised herself and gave herself concussions. She could tell that something like that would be happening soon because she hadn't had an accident in quite a while and she knew it had to happen because that was her mentality, her coach told her that it was that mentality that made her have those accidents, but she didn't know, she was a bit messed up in the head when it came down to it really.
Juliette laid back on her bed and thought about everything that was going on with her right now. She closed her eyes lightly and started to think. Now, when someone closes their eyes who is deeply in love with their boyfriend, that's the first thing they think about, right? Well, all this little thing could think about was Jack. She loved the big oaf, she just couldn't stop herself. She had been friends with him for two and a bit years now and everytime she was near him, she just couldn't help but grin and be happy around him. Everything he said made her smile and just want to kiss the damn guy but she couldn't because she was dating his good friend Brad. What was she supposed to do? She didn't hate Brad and she wasn't sure if she did or didn't love him, but when ever they were together, she was happy, but she was happy when she was with Jett and Frederick and she certainly didn't love them, well, not in the romantic way, but just the friendly way.
Suddenly there was a little knock at the door and she sat bolt upright, she knew it would be Jett, she just wasn't expecting him yet, even though he was technically on time. She heard his voice and a giggle escaped those perfect little pink lips of hers. It was true, this little thing was extremely pretty and looked like such an adorable dainty little girl but she was a pretty violent girl on the ice, the only time she was violent, unless someone had threatened her. On top of that she was too sweet to hurt anyone she didn't mean to. She jumped to her feet in her usual graceful way and started her steps towards the door and that was when she finally tripped up. The little thing fell to the floor with a loud thud and a little 'oof' and couldn't help but giggle her little ass off. She shook it off and scurried to her feet and ran at the door.
Juliette slammed into the door and continued to giggle. "Well, as long as the boogey man has brought 'I Am Legend', I'm happy with him getting me," she said with a grin as she opened the door. Yes, she was wearing just a hockey jersey and her underwear, but she didn't really take any notice of her clothing attire. She only ever worse clothes that made her comfortable and that's all she needed when she was with her friends. She didn't really take any notice at the girls passing her dorm and curiously looking in to see her pretty naked and looking at Jett, she had no idea what was wrong with them. She shook her head lightly and slowly pushed her hair behind her ears. That hockey jersey that she was in did cover her girly boxers, but it didn't come down that far and was pretty much a slutty dress when you thought about it.
Juliette looked at Jett and she really didn't know why people found him so threatening, he was just goofy ol' Jett. She never had the same opinion as anyone because she pretty much befriended anyone with a pulse, she and Jett were pretty opposite, but their friendship worked pretty well. "C'mon, get your derrière in here!" she said with a grin as she moved aside for him to come into her lovely little dorm. As she waited for him to come into her room, she started to set everything out. She moved the bed ever so slightly so it was angled to see the television ever easier and she grinned as she looked over at Jett from behind the bed. She then tidied up the sheets and douvets so they were a little flatter. She grabbed the popcorn cartons and sat herself down with one of them and held one out for Jett. "So, what we watching first?" she asked with a grin as she awaited Jett to sit with her.
status •• finished.
tag •• jettison!
word count •• 830.
apperance •• as above and outfit.
lyrics •• movies by alien ant farm.
music •• you oughtta know by alanis morissette.
notes •• good job she's a movie buff that owns like every movie ever.
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Post by jett zaboravljen,, on Jul 2, 2009 14:25:49 GMT
JETT ZABORAVLJEN !here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are.
jett stood outside the door of the female's dorm, he looked pretty ridiculous and slightly more than uncomfortable, but he didn't seem to really care what people thought about him. most just avoided him and jett wasn't going to complain; the less people knew about him and his past the better it was for him to stay as unnoticed as he possibly could. he gripped the slender dvd case of 'i am legend' in his fingers a little tighter and tilted his head to one side at the girls passing him by. how he wished they would find something or someone else to stare at instead of him, they seemed a little scared and wary of his presence in the female dorm building. why though? he was only here to watch a couple hundred movies with one of the most friendliest people that he had ever met in his life. juliette didn't know it, but jett was more grateful that she was his friend even though their personalities was completely opposite with the others. he knew he could always count on her to make him smile whether he actually wanted to or not. friends like juliette, frederick and aurelie were certainly hard for him to come by, especially when most people found him a lot intimidating.
as he continued to wait, jett heard a loud thud come from inside the dorm and raised his eyebrow at the closed door - it would be just like his female companion to get overly excited and become slightly more than a little clumsy from this excitment. it brought a smile to his face also and he leand against the door, hand above his head, body positioned slightly away from the frame as he waited. juliette was giggling and jett smirked; he explained that the bogey man had come for her and when she spoke out to him the nineteen year old simply nodded and let out a small chuckle of amusement. "i am legend because i have brought afore mentioned film." jett joked with her as she opened the door. he looked down at her attire and back up at her face. she was pretty, yes, but he wasn't going to do anything; his heart was already set on another female and he knew just how much she loved jack; not brad. "so, are you ready to watch i am legend with the legend?" he asked with a smirk as he entered her threshold and shut the door behind him, ignoring the looks.
"what do you mean 'get your derriére in here?" jett asked, looking back at juliette. "i'm already in your room, fool." he joked again and moved over to where she had sat herself down on her bed. "did you do something to your room?" he asked her with that same crooked smirk he always carried whenever he was around his circle of friends. jett sat himself down 'heavily' on the bed next to juliette, kicked off his shoes and got himself comfortable before taking the popcorn carton from her small hands and placing 'i am legend' on the bed in front of her. "FINDINGNEMO!" now there was a given, she should have seen that one coming. jett let out a loud chuckle and placed the popcorn carton down on the bedside table before getting up off of the bed and moving over to the pile of dvd's that she had placed on the floor. looking for finding nemo, jett loosened his red tie a little. once he found it, he opened the case and found it empty. "oii! are you hiding the finding nemo from me, or this all part of the process of trying to watch the dvd? you know, finding nemo before watching finding nemo?" he asked, a confused expression on his face.
status •, completed.
tag •, jules.
word count •, 633
apperance •, skinny jeans, black shirt and baseball caps.
lyrics •, wake me up when september ends by green day
music •, ---
notes •, lmao, yeah
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Post by `juliette desrosiers* on Jul 2, 2009 16:27:06 GMT
juliette desrosiers !i want you, to be free,
and don't worry about me,
and just like the movies,
we play it out on the last scene,
you won't cry, i won't scream! Juliette really did truly enjoy her day with her friends where they would just do weird stuff. Some times her and Jack would just run around and cause mayhem in the mall and people would just see it as them being them. Her and Frederick usually rampaged the park. She was a crazy person who everyone loved. She could see the people outside the dorm watching her and Jett and she was starting to wonder whether they wanted a picture or something. Little did she know that this would end up on the gossip page as something truly malicious, luckily for her, her boyfriend didn't listen to this shit and they would talk it over and he would take it as a joke, telling Jett that he is welcome to her on weekends and weird stuff like that. In a way, it was that light hearted behaviour and joking with friends made it so much harder for her to just up and dump him, but then she didn't really want want to dump him and then find out that Jack didn't even fancy her. Oh it was too complicated for her simple mind.
She was a simple girl, a girl that had small needs, happy with a tiny ball baring. She's a strange one but then again, that's why people loved her really. "Oh Jett, you are my legend!" she exclaimed with a huge grin as she shut the door behind Jett. She bounded over to the bed, sitting down and awaiting her DVD buddy to join her. "I made my room pretty," she said with a grin, pointing to one of the flowers she had put on her bedside table. She always had new pretty things in her room because she just loved it, she loved all of nature and couldn't help it when she saw a new pretty flower to just pick it up and place it in her room, kept her room mates happy. She slowly picked up the flower and tucked it into the knot of his tie to make him a little happier, flowers always made people happy!
Juliette knew that there would be three movies they would have to watch; I Am Legend (because it was awesome) 10 Things I Hate About You (because she was such a chick when it came to movies) and Finding Nemo (because of Jett). It was weird, a movie that was made for small children was a huge love for two teenagers, one who was the roughest toughest guy you will ever meet. Sure, she didn't mind because she loved that movie, it was just a little weird. "Oh, mon dieu!" she exclaimed as she started to think. She had no idea where the DVD was, after all, the last movie she watched was actually Kill Bill so that's probably what was in the DVD player. She thought for a moment as she furrowed her brow and then nodded as she remembered. She opened the Kill Bill case and there was Finding Nemo. "J'ai trouvé Nemo!" she exclaimed with a broad grin. She sometimes did this, randomly speaking French, but most people understood what she was on about any way, most of the time.
She placed the DVD into the DVD player, taking Kill Bill out and putting that in the Kill Bill case. She then grabbed her popcorn and one of the cardboard cups of coke, handing that to Jett. She grabbed her own one and sat back on the bed with Jett with her popcorn and coke. She grinned to herself as the movie started and she slowly placed her head on his shoulder, getting in her comfortable movie watching position, her legs crossed as she brought them on to the bed. She could tell this was going to be one of the best nights of her life.
status •• finished.
tag •• jettison!
word count •• 639.
apperance •• as above and outfit.
lyrics •• movies by alien ant farm.
music •• twenty one guns by green day.
notes •• d'aw fun times.
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Post by jett zaboravljen,, on Jul 7, 2009 12:42:47 GMT
JETT ZABORAVLJEN !here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are.
jett did notice that she had done something with her room, he just didn't know what it was. then again; he was quick to notice even the smallest, minute detail of a person's room whether it was from moving a book to one place from another or adding a touch of 'decoration' - like juliette had done with the flower in the vase. there was a little quirk about his pretty blonde friend that always made him smile; no matter how ugly or disgusting something or someone was, juliette would always be able to pick out their beautiful side and say more than one good thing about it... if people would allow her too. sure it was something small and probably also something that people didn't care about much, but jett cared about it, it was a special little trait of hers and he couldn't think of another person who could do that. "new flower, right?" he asked, looking at it. of course he hadn't really meant it as a question but hey, nevermind, eh? when juliette picked the flower up and tucked it into the knot of his tie, jett turned his head sideways to look at it. "does this mean i have the female stamp of approval?" he asked, "do i get to wear a dress and watch movies like; the notebook and mama mia?" he was joking... maybe.
finding nemo was an awesome film! jett did not care what people thought about him watching the film, aimed at little people, it was his place to say what he was going to watch, like what he wanted to like and hate what he wanted to hate - not anyone else's. so, finding nemo they would watch, as well as i am legend and 10 things i hate about you. he had popcorn, he had cola and most importantly; he had his best female friend there with him to watch the movies. i mean really, what more could he possibly ask for? well, apart from the dvd actually being in it's case of course. it kind of puzzled him as to where the film was since it wasn't in it's case and asked juliette a very confusing question. she spoke in french a little and while jett understood perfectly what she was saying he couldn't help but furrow his brow in a jesting manner; as though he had no clue what she was saying. he helped look for the film and came to find that pirates of the caribbean dvd was in the lord of the rings dvd case - go figure, and the lords of the rings dvd was in the calcium kid's dvd case - again, go figure. chuckling a little he put them in their right cases and put them all back just as juliette exclaimed that she had found finding nemo. "impressionnant!" jett smiled.
going back to his original position on the bed, jett took the offered plastic cup filled with the cola and leaned his head back against the wall as juliette climbed back onto the bed too and rested her head on his shoulder. balancing the cup of cola and carton of popcorn on his knee, jett brought his arm up and around her shoulders to hold her more comfortably, then he picked up the cup of cola and took a sip before putting it on the side table - in his reach, of course - and shifting the popcorn carton so that it was between his knees and of easy access to his hand. the movie began to start and he was comfortable, though he couldn't help but picture this scene where emily was the one with her head on his shoulder, jett still smiled. it was nice to have such good friends always there for you. "le monde de nemo est le meilleur film, jamais." he mumbled as the opening credits rolled and the music started. "je vous remercie de me permettre de regarder des films avec vous, juliette." jett mumbled again with a small smile. "je vous remercie de votre entreprise et i la valeur de notre amitié, beaucoup." jett picked up a piece of the popcorn and popped it into his mouth. had he not told juliette that he could speak french?
er, no...
status •, completed.
tag •, jules.
word count •, 713
apperance •, skinny jeans, black shirt, red tie with a flower in the knot.
lyrics •, wake me up when september ends by green day
music •, jessica - elliot minor
notes •, aww, i actually really like this post o.o
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Post by `juliette desrosiers* on Jul 7, 2009 21:12:11 GMT
juliette desrosiers !i want you, to be free,
and don't worry about me,
and just like the movies,
we play it out on the last scene,
you won't cry, i won't scream! Juliette had changed her room a little bit, her and Amelia decided to make a little cleaning over the room and tidying up a few parts. Maybe the difference was just the flower because she couldn't think of any other major changes in the room, well, apart from the pressence of a large footprint on the window sill where Jack decided to climb out the window for a giggle, then he decided against it and came back inside. She never wanted to move dorms because that footprint would just make her smile every time she turned over in her bed to see that foot print. She couldn't help it, Jack just made her smile and it had only been a few days ago when she suddenly realised that they had the same initials, she was slow, but that's why people loved her really. She was truly mad and an amazing friend, so people really loved that about her, she was pretty popular, even though she didn't crave popularity, she just wanted her dearest Frederick and Jack. Oh yeah, and Brad, she couldn't forget about her own boyfriend now, could she? Well, too late, she already did, it was bad, but she couldn't help it, her heart constantly longed for Jack.
Jett was a weird one, but one of her truly good friends and she knew he only had a few friends and she was glad she was one of them. She didn't know how they became friends, they just did, and she loved every minute of it because there was such a strange connection, like an older estranged brother. "Yup, new flower indeedy," she said grinning from ear to ear. "Erm...well, we can watch The Notebook, but Mamma Mia is a no-no in this dorm room," she said to him, her grin fading to a smile. She didn't particulalry like musicals, she could just about stand Hairspray and Grease, but that was about it for her. She was still a girl though, a fan of things that were romantic, but musicals were just not her bag, unless they were Disney movies of course. "And if you really want to wear a dress, I'm sure I can arrange that," she said, her grin returning as she thought about him in a dress. Wouldn't be the first time she had seen a man in a dress as she and Jack once did that to Frederick when he was slightly drunk. Then there was the time Sherrie and her father attended a weird fancy dress party and she went as a man and her father went as a woman, that night was slightly disturbing, but very fun at the same time.
Although a movie buff, her collection was very messy because she was just that messy, she was such a cluts and crazy person, order just wasn't her thing. Rituals were, hence her slight OCD, but that was another story. She took a little sip of her drink and then smiled as she held it in her hand, her popcorn carton leaning up against her knee for easier access. She was all about thinking ahead to get popcorn, she was a popcorn machine, especially since she loved to watch movies with popcorn all the time. She smiled at what Jett had to say and let a happy sigh escape her lips. "J'aime notre amitié," she said, slightly absently, she was just a Frenchie at heart really. She would just naturally slip into speak French without thinking about it and it would always confuse most of her friends.
It was a good few minutes before her jaw finally dropped and she looked up at Jett, she had only just realised that they were speaking in French. "Woah, wait, you never told me you're speaking French!" she exclaimed, grinning, a little excited, still snuggled up to him a little bit. She was a little slow, but she couldn't help it really, she was just so easy to please. She missed speaking French really because her father had stopped speaking French really, she had no one to speak with about it, so she would speak to Jack and Frederick and they would get truly confused. She smiled up at Jett and popped a few pieces of popcorn into her mouth. "You never told me you spoke French," she said with a little grin, giving him a playful punch, although Juliette's playful punches were usually a little harder than she expected, so it was pretty much a full on punch to his arm.
status •• finished.
tag •• jettison!
word count •• 753
apperance •• as above and outfit.
lyrics •• movies by alien ant farm.
music •• can't take my eyes off of you by heath ledger.
notes •• jett and juliette are too cute XD
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Post by jett zaboravljen,, on Jul 9, 2009 8:40:36 GMT
JETT ZABORAVLJEN !here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are.
"well, i did wonder about that." jett smiled brightly and raised his hand to scratch a little itchy spot on the side of his nose. "because if it wasn't the flower, it was the fact that this place is clean!" he joked. jett hadn't really known juliette to be the clean type of person in the ways of rooms and such, but to him the place looked pretty damn clean and let me tell you, this boy has a flair for observing material details - he should be a crime scene investigator instead of a motocross champion. "but it's all very well and looks more like a room now." again, he was joking but that didn't stop him from sticking his tongue out at her in a jesting way. now and again he liked to tease juliette with little tib-bits of quirks that she had, it was fun but sometimes he wondered if he'd ever gone too far with them, though he was most certainly sure that if he had then either juliette would have told him or frederick would have attempted to hurt him. "i kid, i kid." he added absently. drawn to his popcorn carton and plastic cup full of cola. picking it back up from the side table, jett took a sip, then another and another, then placed it back down and returned to juliette.
"ooh, fantastic." jett laughed at the confirmation from juliette about watching the notebook, however his laugh came to a sudden halt when she said that mamma mia was a big, fat no-no. the nineteen year old pouted a little and stuck out his bottom lip as far as he could get it to go. "aw, but mommy!" he protested, talking with his bottom lip still stuck out - giving the impression off that he was a small child and was about to cry at being told off. like all the other times before, jett was joking because mamma mia didn't really appeal to him as a movie he'd like to watch and the notebook wasn't something that he'd particularly enjoy watching, either. his pout turned into a smile when juliette announced that his wearing of a dress could be arranged. "ooh, goodie!" he cried, slapping his knee with excitement. jett, wearing a dress? now that would be something you don't see every day and would probably never see again. "at least if i wear a dress i'll be sure to understand these chick flicks that i know you're going to make me watch after finding nemo, i am legend and ten things i hate about you, right?" jett took another sip of his cola and looked up.
speaking french to juliette was something that he'd been saving for a special occasion; this warrenting a special occasion because it was just the two of them talking and watching movies together, like a good friendship. he smiled absentmindedly at her answer to his speaking of her native language and nodded his head. "comme puis-je." was his response before returning to the part of the film where the fish kids were about to touch 'the butt'. however, it took juliette a good few minutes to process in her mind what had just happened; this amused jett to no end but he kept quiet, not wanting to ruin her moment of glory. the first time she spoke, jett simply turned to face her and nodded his head slowly. at least she seemed excited about the whole thing; this amused him a little more. juliette ate some popcorn and once she was done, she spoke again and shot him a playful punch. "oh, did i not? must have slipped my mind i daresay." his tone was slightly mocking, but with a hint of laughter on his breath. "oi, no punching the legend, now." juliette's full on punch didn't feel like much to jett, but too other people he knew that it would hurt. prehaps the reason is because he'd endure endless suffering in his past and was immune to some pain?
"bonjour, peut-on trouver à regarder la fin nemo avant d'expliquer pourquoi je peux parler français?" he asked, beguiled a little as he shoved a handful of popcorn into his mouth.
status •, completed.
tag •, jules.
word count •, 717
apperance •, skinny jeans, black shirt, red tie with a flower in the knot.
lyrics •, wake me up when september ends by green day
music •, ---
notes •, i know, it's so funny! xD
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Post by `juliette desrosiers* on Jul 10, 2009 19:43:12 GMT
juliette desrosiers !i want you, to be free,
and don't worry about me,
and just like the movies,
we play it out on the last scene,
you won't cry, i won't scream! Juliette grinned slightly, hey, she was a teenager, tidy wasn't her thing. She never tidied her room when she lived with her parents, so why would now be any different. She liked mess because it made her feel more at home if that made any sense. Her and her step-mother were always making a mess, throwing cushions everywhere, attacking each other with Sharpies and most of all, throwing pieces of paper everywhere, trying to write the best song. It was weird, she would hear some of her songs on the radio and it would send a chill up her spine, but back the messiness of this teenage girl. Obviously, it was a bit weird that a girl was this messy, but then again, she lived with a rock star! They're not exactly the tidiest people in the world, but if they wanted the place tidy, all they had to do was dial a number and a maid would be here in an instant and then it would be tidy within minutes. Sounds lazy and rude, but then again, the maid was usually Juliette's father any way. And on top of that Sherrie was a little too busy to tidy the house as she was soon to be on tour and she had just released an album so she had to do signings and public appearances. It was a little crazy. "Pfft, you sound like my dad," she said with a chuckle as she smiled at him. "But you know I am incapable of cleaning, which is why I have Amelia," she said grinning from ear to ear, everyone knew she was an extremely messy person.
She watched him as he pouted like an adorable little child. She giggled lightly and then carefully placed her hand on his cheek, pinching it lightly. "D'aw, well, I thought the dress would cheer you up," she said with a little smile. She was beginning to wonder whether she could get Jett into the dress for Frederick's party, just to make him giggle a little and cheer him up a bit. She knew that he was a little down because of the whole him fancying Mercedes and nothing coming of it situation, but then again, he would feel better soon no matter the situation, she knew it, he was a bounce back kind of guy. She nodded as he stated what movies they would be watching after Finding Nemo and she grinned slightly. "Hey, Ten Things I Hate About You isn't that much of a chick flick, and it's funny, and amazing, and you love it! So shh," she said with a little giggle. She couldn't help it, although it was really the only chick flick she could watch over and over again, most other chick flicks just bored her or made her wanna sleep or go run to Jack and tell him how she felt, which is another reason she never watched them, other wise she knew she would annoy Brad and it would be all over the personal scandal archives, she knew it, stupid gossip site.
With a head shake and a little smile, she had finally settled and accepted that her dear friend had kept this secret from her for a while now. She had known him for quite some time and was only just now being told that he spoke French, she didn't know if she could forgive him now. "I'll punch the legend if he keeps secrets from me," she said in a mocking upset voice as she looked at him. She settled down again and began to eat her popcorn once again, resting her head back on Jett's shoulder and smiling to herself. This was pretty perfect right about now when you think about it. Juliette, one of her best friends, a bunch of movies, no interruptions, popcorn, coke and a nice little snuggle. There was no romance between her and Jett, but he was a good snuggler and she liked to snuggle with him because that was the only way she felt she could show her affection to her friends. Sometimes she would be seen snuggling up with Frederick when the two of them were talking about skateboarding and music while feeding her grapes are something weird like that. She heard Jett speak was but was a little into the movie so she just smiled. "Oui," she said to him absently.
status •• finished.
tag •• jettison!
word count •• 731.
apperance •• as above and outfit.
lyrics •• movies by alien ant farm.
music •• livin' on a prayer by bon jovi
notes •• lol, they are scary now XD
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