Post by JORDAN STONE! on Jun 30, 2012 16:43:48 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=width,500,true] [style=text-align: center]  somebody that you used to know [style=font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; padding: 25px; margin-top: -10px; color: CCCCCC;] jordan stomach had growled for the last time. he was hungry. jt had the bad habit of starving himself and not eating until he just couldn't take it anymore and then smash all the food in his sight. but, we wanted real food, not chips or cookies that were probably stale that laid around the bus. so, jordan finally got out of his bunk and decided to walk over to the mall so he could get some chinese food from his favourite place in the food court. he loved unhealthy food. jt never had a problem with his weight. if anything, he had problems gaining weight. he had always been known as the extremely skinny one and it bugged him now and again. he wished he could gain weight or muscle, or something. he only had abs by default. but, that was just the way it was and he had to deal with it. his porcelain skin and bright blue eyes made up for that at least a little bit. [/style]jt walked picked up a pair of jeans off of the ground and threw on some random t-shirt that happened to be one of the many a tasteful death shirts he had. this one had a crazy design on it, and was one of his favourites. he slipped on a pair of dark shoes, grabbed his keys and wallet, and walked outside. it was actually pretty nice outside, and that made him in a better mood, despite the lack of food that was in his stomach at that moment. jordan finally got to the mall after a pretty far walk and he was ready. he could not have been more excited to eat food if he tried. jt found himself at this mall pretty often. not because he was constantly eating chines food, but because he had a guilty pleasure. shopping. he loved just looking at all of the clothes he knew he could no longer afford. he'd buy one thing very seldom, but most the shit at this mall he could in no way afford, and it kind of pissed him off. his father had cut him off. jt was so used to being able to buy whatever the fuck he wanted. the boy had never ever managed money in his life, because he could have whatever he wanted. his father had let jt walk around with his credit card and buy whatever. it was his father's way of trying to make up for the fact that he was never in jt's life and more often than not more concerned with his new girlfriend or wife of the week than his own flesh and blood. but now that jt had 'pulled the last string', his father had kicked him out and told him to fend for himself. jt knew it was only a matter of time. his father had always been greedy. he didn't want to pay for jt's schooling, even though jt had no intention whatsoever in going, that wasn't the point. the more and more jordan's father was in his life, the more and more jt realized how fucked up his father had been not only to him, but to his brother to. jordan didn't know the whole story yet but he had no doubt in his mind that his father had done something just as fucked up to zach as he had him. as soon as jt walked into the food court, he saw a familiar face. carson. the girl he was well, pretty much in love with at a distance. she was pretty much everything he wanted in a girl, and for some reason he couldn't get out the words to tell her. the two of them constantly butted heads and because of that, it was hard. but, nonetheless jt found her extremely attractive. they had known each other for a long ass time and he had never told her how big of a crush he had on her. he never was very good with words period, let alone with his feelings. it just wasn't his strong suit. one day he would tell her, just probably no time soon. jordan checked his breath, which smelled just fine, straightened his clothes out a little bit, and walked over to where carson was sitting in the food court. he slipped into the seat in front of her and smiled wide. realizing he probably looked stupid, he got rid of the smile mostly. "hi, you mind if i join you?" he asked her, hoping and praying she didn't deny him the ability to enjoy her company. he was worried. jt hated to be denied. it made him sad. he had always been overemotional but tried his hardest not to let it show. he was supposed to be a hard ass, he was a stone. tagged; carson. words; eight oh five. notes; DONE YO. TEMPLATE BY LITTLE BITTY PRETTY ONE @ CAUTION 2.0 |
