Lauren Deleon - EDITED!
Here on these cliffs of Dover
So high you can't see over
And while your head is spinning
Hold tight, it's just beginning
Lauren leaned over the counter, putting some golden brown eyeshadow subtly on her eyelids. She reached for her rich chocolate eyeliner and the speakers blasted the words at her.
You come from parents wanton
A childhood rough and rotten
I come from wealth and beauty
Untouched by work or duty
And oh, my love, my love
And oh, my love, my love
We both go down together
She puckered her lips a little, and sighed finally, having finished her be-a-u-tification. It was maybe 3 months? Maybe 2 and half. Since that ridiculous open crib her mother had thrown. She hadn't seen hair nor hide of this "Dan" boy, and wasn't thinking much of what he'd said to her. Brian was the last thing on her mind..
I found you, a tattooed tramp
A dirty daugher from the labour cans
I laid you down on the grass of a clearing
You wept but your soul was willing
She half smiled at the reflection in the mirror and began to comb through the ends of her hair with her fingers. Sweeping aside her bangs, she hummed and just thought until the song faded off.
hmmm hm hmhmm
we both go down together...
Lauren's iPod continued in it's shuffle, switching over to
..You need to get over here
We'll disappear
Your secret's safe
And no one has to know
I'm your getaway..
Linda stopped by Lauren's door.
"Oh my God, Laur. Who is that singing? Ugh he has theeee BEST voice." She bounced up and down a bit, the clothing in her laundry basket shifting from side to side.
Was this seriously her mother in the doorway?
Laure made the tiny effort to give a shadow of a smile, maybe the tiniest glimmer of a laugh. "That's Alex, mom"
"..Alex? Well, Alex what? I've never heard you talk of this musician."
"Mom, that's Alex. As in Alex from the Cobra Starship show, singer for the Cab, Alex."
Linda's grin shrivelled a bit, "Oh, well he sounds good." Moments later there was just the sweep of the door as she left to continue with laundry.
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School is such a fuckin' drag.
Yes, this button turns the camera on.
And if you click it again it turns off.
Oh, do you know what a shutter is?
YES I DO!
Was college just a repitition of everything taught in middle school?
Her teacher floated around the room before somewhat settling in the center.
"I have a mini project for you. I wan't you to take a moment of every aspect of your life, starting from now, till the morning after halloween. Then pick out the best twenty five or so and make a portfolio. Due November fifth."
Class was dismissed and Lauren was more than ready to make her way home. In the car, her cell rang and shook as it vibrated next to her. *MARY*MARY*MARY*
"Meet me at Bean There." This would sound more like a statement, but it had that tinge of a demand that left Lauren wondering as to what was going on. Her oreos awaited her at home! "Ugh, Fine"
So high you can't see over
And while your head is spinning
Hold tight, it's just beginning
Lauren leaned over the counter, putting some golden brown eyeshadow subtly on her eyelids. She reached for her rich chocolate eyeliner and the speakers blasted the words at her.
You come from parents wanton
A childhood rough and rotten
I come from wealth and beauty
Untouched by work or duty
And oh, my love, my love
And oh, my love, my love
We both go down together
She puckered her lips a little, and sighed finally, having finished her be-a-u-tification. It was maybe 3 months? Maybe 2 and half. Since that ridiculous open crib her mother had thrown. She hadn't seen hair nor hide of this "Dan" boy, and wasn't thinking much of what he'd said to her. Brian was the last thing on her mind..
I found you, a tattooed tramp
A dirty daugher from the labour cans
I laid you down on the grass of a clearing
You wept but your soul was willing
She half smiled at the reflection in the mirror and began to comb through the ends of her hair with her fingers. Sweeping aside her bangs, she hummed and just thought until the song faded off.
hmmm hm hmhmm
we both go down together...
Lauren's iPod continued in it's shuffle, switching over to
..You need to get over here
We'll disappear
Your secret's safe
And no one has to know
I'm your getaway..
Linda stopped by Lauren's door.
"Oh my God, Laur. Who is that singing? Ugh he has theeee BEST voice." She bounced up and down a bit, the clothing in her laundry basket shifting from side to side.
Was this seriously her mother in the doorway?
Laure made the tiny effort to give a shadow of a smile, maybe the tiniest glimmer of a laugh. "That's Alex, mom"
"..Alex? Well, Alex what? I've never heard you talk of this musician."
"Mom, that's Alex. As in Alex from the Cobra Starship show, singer for the Cab, Alex."
Linda's grin shrivelled a bit, "Oh, well he sounds good." Moments later there was just the sweep of the door as she left to continue with laundry.
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School is such a fuckin' drag.
Yes, this button turns the camera on.
And if you click it again it turns off.
Oh, do you know what a shutter is?
YES I DO!
Was college just a repitition of everything taught in middle school?
Her teacher floated around the room before somewhat settling in the center.
"I have a mini project for you. I wan't you to take a moment of every aspect of your life, starting from now, till the morning after halloween. Then pick out the best twenty five or so and make a portfolio. Due November fifth."
Class was dismissed and Lauren was more than ready to make her way home. In the car, her cell rang and shook as it vibrated next to her. *MARY*MARY*MARY*
"Meet me at Bean There." This would sound more like a statement, but it had that tinge of a demand that left Lauren wondering as to what was going on. Her oreos awaited her at home! "Ugh, Fine"
YES SUPAH SHORT BUT I WILL UPDATE IN LIK
