new friends? | jack

[Izzy Lucas Steel]

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A thousand promises that

never seemed to help me before

"Th-thanks," Izzy mumbled with a slight smile after he got up and gathered his things to head out of his therapy session. The generally quiet teen quickly left the office, not wanting to stay in there longer than necessary. Letting out a slightly shaky breath when he got into the hallway, Izzy crossed his arms and started to head back to the dorms. It was later in the day, so he did not have to worry about the crowded halls; but, the teen was still just wanting to get away from the academic building. Maybe he would just head back to his dorm and go to sleep or work on homework. Neither one of those options sounded too fun, however. It was not like Isa spent much time having fun, but that was not really the point. He just did not really want to be in the room. Mostly, he did not want to be there because he had a roommate. He did not want a roommate. It left him on edge when he was supposed to find his room relaxing. Oh well. He would get over it. Eventually. Maybe. Hopefully. Issac brushed a strand of hair back up into his cap so that he could see easier, and he continued toward the annex that connected the two dorm buildings. He both wanted and did not want it to be empty. Izzy really did not want to be alone, but he did not really have any friends either, nor was it easy for him to be around people. The thin teen absently toyed with his scarf as he walked, pausing near the doorway too look around the seemingly-empty annex. He did not see anyone lingering around and he sighed softly, going over to sit on the couch in front of the television, which was playing what looked to be that silly show about those idiot guys pranking one another, and pulling stupid and dangerous stunts just for laughs. Isa personally did not see the draw in doing things like that. Maybe it was because most of it just seemed mean or disgusting. Oh, well. It was not like he had to be a part of it or anything. He changed the channel to something else, something less violent, and left it on MTV, not really knowing what was on. The quiet boy then pulled out his notebook to begin writing in it, something he did a lot. He hummed along with the silly little commercial tune on the television and switched to doodling in the margins of the paper. He was not sure how long he sat there before he heard someone else near the doorway, making him pause his doodling and look to see who it was, unintentionally tensing a little. What if it was somebody he already knew that did not like him? The generally quiet teen hoped whoever it was was not in a bad mood or anything, because that would not be good in the slightest.

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[Jackson Markus Ridge]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://a-little-wicked.com/SpooksRandom/Fallout/JackWallpaper2.png), border: solid #8E0886 5px; width: 200px; height: 500px;] i've always felt so empty took a little taste and found that you are the remedy you knocked me dead, just like i knew you would ► i love you - Today was one of those days. The days where Jack was having serious anxiety problems. One of those days where someone physically had to remove him from Nix's arms. One of those days where he was space invading everyone and smiling up a storm so that he wouldn't cry over not being stuck next to Phoenix. While Jack could definitely function on his own, he hated that he was alone when Nix wasn't nearby. Sure, he had friends... just not ones that he could be himself around for long periods of time. He was excited and hyper and very snuggly. Some people just couldn't take his hyper giggly side. Actually, a lot of people couldn't take that side of him well. He'd been told more than enough times that he was making people feel tired because he had all this extra energy. Not wanting to make anyone else feel uncomfortable, Jack thought about going up to Nix's room just to lay around or maybe his own room to do some homework, but neither sounded particularly interesting to him. Instead, he slowly made his way toward the only place that he figured would have some kind of entertainment. He just hoped that he wouldn't run into anyone with a bad attitude today. He really was feeling like a diva, but he really didn't have the steam to tell someone how it was. He stopped by the door of the annex for a moment to fix his shoe with a sigh before moving inside slowly. There only seemed to be one other person inside, which was enough to make Jack plaster a smile on his perfectly glossed lips. "Hi there." he said lightly, giggling to himself as he moved toward the other male in the room, sitting down on the couch next to him as gently as he could while bouncing, and tucked his legs under him delicately. "You're pretty. What's your name?" he asked instantly, tilting his head as his smile grew slightly. While he was sure that the male next to him wouldn't be too happy with having to pull away from whatever he was doing, Jack couldn't just sit down next to someone and not know their name. The boy looked familiar, but not enough to really catch a name. Jack was typically very good with faces... but not so much with names, unfortunately. Unless someone made an impression on him - good or bad- he typically wasn't the type to store unneeded information. As his eyes wandered toward the television for a moment, lifting an manicured eyebrow slightly at the show before looking back toward the male. "Well I'm Jack. It's totally nice to meet you." he continued on lightly, not bothering to be at all phased by how nervous the younger male seemed to be. "What are you writing? Ohmygosh! Are you really good at writing? I'm totally not." he continued on, grasping onto anything that he could to come up with a conversation. "You don't mind if I sit here with you, do you? I can leave if you want your space.." he suggested, feeling a frown cover his lips while his hand reached out to gently rest on the other male's shoulder fondly. He could understand if the boy wanted space to himself. While Jack was typically terrified to being alone for more than a few minutes, he would give this boy space if he really wanted it. - one thousand red skittles TAGS: IZZY , WORDS: 573 OUTFIT: HERE LYRICS: TWO IN THE CHEST, ONE IN THE HEAD - NEW YEARS DAY template made by emrysdaelan @ caution 2.0 keep credit or angry badgers will nom your face off!

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