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Post by JASON "SULLY" SULLIVAN on Apr 8, 2010 18:29:11 GMT -5
Sully had always been someone who could outrun his demons if he ran fast enough for long enough. The more he kept moving, the less room there seemed to be in his head... the less he had to face up to whatever was bothering him. Swim practice had ended almost an hour ago for the rest of the team, but it didn't even feel like he was halfway done working off what was ailing him.
The stench of chlorine filled his nostrils as his body cut an effortless path through the water. Stream lined. Powerful. Everything seemed easier in the water. Or on the track. Or even on the soccer pitch. Everything was always easier when Sully was doing what he did best. His out-stretched hands scraped against the side of the pool, so he swivelled effortlessly and began a restless breast stroke back in the direction he'd just come from.
How many laps had it been? How many minutes, hours? Did it matter? His parents would be worrying, but they were worrying all the more since his attempt to "check out early". If he was even five minutes late back from where he was supposed to be, they would pounce on him. Guilt him. The conversations would always go the same way. Where were you? What were you doing? You better not have tried anything, Sully, do you know how much we love you? Oh, my baby, we can't lose you. He wasn't sure if he was more annoyed at being constantly yelled at or constantly pulled into bone crushing hugs.
He finished his lap and, against his better judgment, decided to call it an evening. He hauled himself half out of the pool so that he was sitting on the side with his feet trailing in the water, then reached blindly for his towel while he furiously blinked chlorine-packed pool water out of his eyes. He paused to shake his hair out like a dog, then slung the towel around his shoulders to soak up some of the moisture still clinging to his body.
He would have to talk himself into actually getting up, getting dressed and then heading home. He had to build up to it, because it had started to feel like whenever he stopped moving he'd never be able to start again. It was irrationally tempting to just sit... just sit still and stare off into space for as long as he could, if only because the alternative was that much more difficult.
Everything seemed more difficult lately.
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Post by JENNIFER ADAMS on Apr 9, 2010 10:45:58 GMT -5
  Swimming was one of the things Lee really enjoyed to do when she was younger. When it was a good day, her father or mother would take her to the indoor pool. She lived in Alaska and New York most of her life. It was always an indoor pool. Besides, Lee preferred that, anyways. Outdoor pools were always crowded and bugs were everywhere because of the water, sweat and heat. It was just plain disgusting. Lee felt more at peace when it came to swimming indoors.
But today, her mother or father hadn't taken her to the pool. Lee had found her own way to the pool without using her mother's help. Her father was no longer around to help so it wasn't like she could call on him. Her brother was most likely out at some get together before an actual party so she had to get her all by herself. Lee really hadn't minded much because she expected to be alone at the pool.
Lee entered the pool and instantly smelt the strong scent of cholorine. She made a small face as she had to get used to it. It was really strong or maybe she just wasn't used to it. Her family had just moved to Louisiana a few months back. Lee hadn't done much exploring since then. This was her first time as this pool and she was quite excited to see how it would be. It was the school pool so she didn't expect any lifeguards to be duty or many kids to be here. Most kids didn't linger around school unless they had to.
She bit her lower lip as she dropped her towel on a nearby bench and dipped her petite foot into the cool water. Lee smiled, lightly. It was cooler yet warmer than she expected. Lee backed up a few feet before running and jumping into the water with a small squeal of happiness. She stayed under for a few seconds before surfacing to notice someone else. Lee hadn't actually checked for any other people here at the pool and now she was a bit embarrassed to find that someone else was here. Lee looked over at the male and tried to see if she recognize him from school. Well, now that she just made this big splash, might as well greet him.
"Hey, I'm Lee. I had no idea you were in here. Sorry if I disturbed you." She told him, thoughtfully as she swam closer to where he is so she wouldn't have to yell and hear her own echo. Lee dunked her head underwater and pushed her hair back as she came to a stop a couple feet from him. He appeared to be leaving or taking a break so maybe she hadn't bothered him. Lee hadn't seen him around before. Maybe he was an upperclassmen. She never really mixed with upperclassmen unless her brother brought one home and she wouldn't consider that much socializing with upperclassmen. She looked up at him once more, trying to figure out if she had seen him before but just gave up and decided she hadn't.
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TAGGED; JASON SULLIVAN
NOTES; SORRY FOR THE CRAPPY POST. HOPE IT'S OKAY?
WORDS; 528
CREDIT; JAX @ CAUTION 2.0
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Post by JASON "SULLY" SULLIVAN on Apr 9, 2010 18:52:22 GMT -5
Observational skills had never been high up on Sully's list of virtues. Life had a tendency of slipping right by him while he subexisted in his own little bubble. Ignorance had always been bliss for him, at least... that's how it always used to have been. Still, it came as no surprise when he was startled out of his deep contemplation of nothing in particular by a splash from the other side of the pool. He hadn't even seen the girl come in.
He eyed her warily for a moment, trying to decide whether or not he knew her. It was hard to tell from this distance and with the ripples and the dappled evening light obscuring much of her features. She didn't look familiar... not like a friend, but there was always the possibility that she was an acquaintance and perhaps he ought to be doing more than just squinting in her vague direction.
By then, she was speaking. Swimming towards him a little way. Oh God, now he'd have to speak back. He'd actually have to hold a conversation. He wasn't sure if he could right now. He'd been unprepared. He thought that he would have this place to himself for a little while and, for once, he wouldn't have to put on the happy face and the easy charm. Why was he suddenly so socially challenged? This had never been a problem before the summer vacation.
"Hey Lee." He raised a hand in a brief quirky wave: the picture of in-control casual arrogance. He was Jason fucking Sullivan, damnit, and he'd been near the top of the social heap his whole life and he'd be damned if one little suicide attempt was going to throw him off his game and make him act like a total freak. "I'm Sully. Have we met before?"
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Post by JENNIFER ADAMS on Apr 10, 2010 10:28:37 GMT -5
Lee had waited patiently for him to respond back to her start of a conversation. Now that she was closer to him, she came to a final decision that she really didn't know him.
"I'm Sully.
[/color]" The name didn't ring a bell whatsoever which made her more curious to who he was. Maybe if she found out more about him, she could try and pinpoint some place she might've seen him or heard of him. But, that wasn't that important, anyways. It could just give them something to talk about or have in common. Lee smiled before shaking her head to his question. " No, we haven't. At least, I don't think we have." Lee didn't really think her school was all that big but she could be mistaken. Lee had gone to a rather large school in New York and that's where you never saw the same person twice in the hallways. Figure of speech, of course. Lee treaded in the water before pushing herself off the edge of the pool and swimming back a little. She wasn't too great with swimming, she just knew enough to enjoy it. " What grade are you in?" Lee asked, curiously. She already had an idea of what grade he appeared to be in. And, she hoped he wasn't one of those upperclassmen that didn't like to be in the presence of lowerclassmen. Sophomore was just a title. A title people chose to take way too far sometimes. Lee tried to mingle with everyone. Her and her twin brother were pretty sociable people. [/blockquote][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/font] STATUS; FINISHED
TAGGED; JASON SULLIVAN
NOTES; (: SULLY REMINDS ME OF MONSTERS INC. HAHA.
WORDS; TOO LAZY TO CHECK. ---?!
CREDIT; JAX @ CAUTION 2.0
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Post by JASON "SULLY" SULLIVAN on Apr 10, 2010 10:52:46 GMT -5
"Thought so." He nodded in response. This was a pretty small town and he'd lived here all his life, so he knew pretty much everyone... by face or reputation if not by name. Maybe she was new. She had to be new. Or he'd been more out of the loop than he'd first assumed.
"Senior. You?" He shrugged. He wasn't much interested in talking about himself. This was someone who didn't know him, which quite frankly was a relief. It was so much easier to talk to someone you don't know, because that way they'll never notice something's wrong. Not that something was wrong. Not this evening, anyway.
When he got home, there'd be hell to pay, of course. Worrying the parental units sick. Not that it was hard to worry them sick lately. Crazy suicidal kid running around, who the hell knows what he's going to get up to? That'd be a fun conversation, right when he walked in the door. So sitting here and taking a time out was nice. Even if he was just delaying the inevitable confrontation. Even if he did have to share his alone time with a complete stranger.
"You must be new." He commented. It was stupid to ask whether or not she was, but he felt like he should at least comment. Let her speak. Let her say where she's from. Or whatever it is that new kids say when they're introducing themselves. Might as well fill up some silence.
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Post by JENNIFER ADAMS on Apr 10, 2010 11:18:22 GMT -5
Lee nodded in agreement with him before going under for a few seconds and resurfacing. She finally moved to the edge of the pool and pulled herself out of the water, revealing her black simple bikini that fit very well on her body. Lee sat at least a foot away from him before responding. She leaned back on her hands and looked over at him, "I'm a sophomore." She told him, biting her lower lip, wondering what he would think. Lee didn't care too much about what he thought about her grade level but it could always determine how far this conversation would go.
There was a bit of silence between the two and Lee let there be, not knowing what to say. She sighed, lightly as the water dripped off her slowly. Her towel was across the pool and she honestly didn't feel like going to get it right now. She was just dry as much as she could as she sat her next to him. Lee looked over at him as he spoke again, breaking the silence.
She laughed, quietly and nodded. "Kind of. I've only been here in Louisiana for a few months. I moved from New York. It's different here." Lee was always used to moving, though and going to new places. They only picked this place because they thought her abusive father wouldn't find them. But, they would most likely have to "relocate" again. Lee hated that. She was trying to learn how not to settle down in a place.
STATUS; FINISHED
TAGGED; JASON SULLIVAN
NOTES; (:
WORDS; TOO LAZY TO CHECK. ---?!
CREDIT; JAX @ CAUTION 2.0
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Post by JASON "SULLY" SULLIVAN on Apr 11, 2010 6:02:45 GMT -5
"Cool. Sophomore's a good year." He noted, nodding briefly. At least... he'd enjoyed his sophomore year. It had been fun, careless. He'd made first string on the soccer team that year. Been out with a few girls. Coasted through his classes without exerting too much effort. What a great year it was.
Not to mention some of his best friend's were sophomore's. Underclassmen were kind of refreshing company, especially now that he and his grade had entered Senior year. Now everyone was fussing about college and whatever else. Things he wasn't concerned with. As if Sully would ever get into any college. As if he really wanted to.
"You moved from New York to Louisiana?" Sully asked incredulously, raising his eyebrows. "Must be quite a change." New York, Tokyo, London... the only cities that were supposed to actually matter. Why move from somewhere like that to this backwater town? No one actually wanted to live in Sommers. Get stuck in Louisiana for the rest of their lives. No way. Or at least... he didn't.
She'd suddenly become a bit more interesting to him. He was one of those tragic kids who desperately want to leave their hometown but lack the smarts and motivation to actually get somewhere. Sommers, LA was a prison cell for him. Other places and people that came from other places were always fascinating. "You miss it? New York, I mean."
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Post by JENNIFER ADAMS on Apr 11, 2010 14:50:41 GMT -5
Lee nodded, but she wasn't a hundred percent sure if this would be her favorite year of high school. She did enjoy her freshmen year but it wasn't the greatest due to her father and all the complications at home. "I hope this year comes out like I want it to." Lee told him, honestly. She didn't want anymore complications or having to move when she began to settle down in this place. Lee was trying her hardest to learn how not to but it was difficult. Lee just wanted a permanent home. She missed Alaska greatly, her home town.
Lee smiled at him as they spoke about grades and good years. "I'm sure senior year is good because it's the last one, yeah?" She assumed but she could be totally wrong. Media made senior year to be the best day of high school but she knew from some of her friends that it was just a big hassle.
She was glad to see that he was into the conversation after she spoke about moving from New York to Louisiana. Lee laughed, lightly, never really ever thinking about it as a good thing. But, that's because she knew the true reason of moving. It was a grim one. Lee bit her lower lip as she thought about it. This conversation was bound to be unavoidable after she had told him that hadn't met. Lee nodded, she missed it greatly. It had been one of the best places she had moved to. "It was a huge change over there, actually. I moved from Alaska to New York and I had a huge problem with climate change. And, I missed my home town." Lee told him, she had been born right in the capital.
"I didn't want to move from New York. We picked Louisiana only because it...was the best choice for our situation." Lee spoke as if she was picking the right words to say and she really was because she didn't want to seem odd to the new acquaintance. She wondered if he would even be able to comprehend why she had been forced to move.
STATUS; FINISHED
TAGGED; JASON SULLIVAN
NOTES; (:
WORDS; TOO LAZY TO CHECK. ---?!
CREDIT; JAX @ CAUTION 2.0
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