> -- WALK me through the L I N E S [sawyer]

[IZUMI IAGO SNOW]

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HOLD MY HAND WHILE I THROW AWAY
ALL THOSE HORRIBLE, BAD, BAD DAYS
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He was dressed head to toe in black. A tight pair of black jeans, that showed off his nice ass. A nice button-up black shirt hung from his body undone. His chest exposed to the world around him the sophomore walked around the court yard of his school in silence. His head bobbing to the music that played in his years from his ipod. 'Girl please excuse me If I'm coming too strong. But tonight is the night We can really let go. My girlfriend is out of town And I'm all alone. Your boyfriend is on vacation And he doesn't have to know. No I won’t oh oh, oh oh, No one can do the things I'm gonna wanna to do to you, No I won’t oh oh, oh oh. Shout it out, scream it loud Let me hear you go!' He let the music control him for a movement as he did a small slide across the pavement and came to a smashing halt as he land on the grass, shirt flung wide open.

Pulling one ear-piece out of his ear he hung it so that is dangled from his ear. His smile grew as he flung his head back and barked out a phrase from the song. "But you're begging me for more"

[/color] His face grew darker as he smirked. She shook under him and he grinned as she begged again and again for more. He sighed as he patted his stomach, only wincing slightly at the small scratch that appeared. Oh how he loved those wild midnight trips to the bar and getting wasted and then kicked out. The song switched to 'Black and Yellow'. He bobbed his head again while laying back in the grass staring at the sky. The blue sky was beautiful, with white fluffy clouds going across. His arms were spread out above his head. He was grinning as he looked up at the one cloud drifting by. "Looks like a bunny, no wait a dragon."[/color] He mumbled. Closing his eyes.
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CAUSE BABY TONIGHTS JUST ME AND YOU
AND WE GOT NOTHING TO LOSE
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credit to ME and i like to say that this post was exactly, 348 and you should really just lay off of me SAWYER cause I don't care if your tagged.

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[SAWYER MARINA CHANNING]

we were young we were restless,
- - - WERE JUST TWO CLUELESS KIDS*

It was a whole other side of Greenville, it was almost like a sort of new start for Sawyer Channing. What a bullshit thought that wasn't even remotely close to being truthful. She was in a new house with her father, the person that she had been separated from seventeen years of her life. Her mother had taken away her childhood and left her deprived. Maybe that was the reason she still woke up early on Saturday mornings to watch cartoons. Sawyer was bitter towards the bitch of a person that she had to biologically consider her mother. It was such a touchy subject. She avoided all mentions of her mother and everything that loosely connected to her. Her mother was a component of her life that had been ripped out mercilessly. For the greater good.

Life with her father was something that made Sawyer uncomfortable. Usually she would plunge into any situation without any thoughts, never once heeding the warnings that others would supply her with. Sawyer was an act on impulse sort of person, not particularly good quality. This was one situation that Sawyer had no choice of denying. Her mother wasn't in any shape to care for a fussy seventeen year old girl. She had thoughts of her father being a scum bag that would pass her off into an orphanage. Sawyer's thoughts couldn't have been more off target. Her father was man of decent wealth that earned his living through owning a hunting shop. Sawyer instantly felt a weak spot for the man but she still found him awkward. After seventeen years he was being forced to meld together with his daughter. Can you say awkward?

She loved the house that her father had settled in, it was large and roomy but still had a homey feeling to it. He had designed the whole structure to be a replica of a log cabin, only fives time larger. Her whole morning had been spent curled up in her bed, hugging her Pikachu plush and watching reruns of Rugrats and Cat-Dog. Sawyer's father found her addiction to all things childish adorable, he didn't make remarks of how she needed to learn to let go of those things and grow up. In reality she may have been a seventeen year old but her mindset at times was that of a seven year old. Regardless, Sawyer enjoyed her lifestyle and would have never thought of adjusting it any way.

Her whole morning passed by and she hadn't even done a single productive thing. Maybe she would show up at the school and see who else had the day to waste away. Sawyer felt like she had a permanent home at the high school. She was there basically every free moment that she had. It wasn't even that she liked the damn high school, it was a way for her to fill up her time. Sawyer Channing seriously lacked a life. She had plenty of friends but it seemed that whenever she reached out to make plans they all seemed to be occupied. Sawyer never got her way, she swore that God hated her. So fuck laying in bed at day, she would go to the school no matter how loser it made her seem.

Sawyer dressed herself up in her usual attire, something slightly nerdy but suited her taste. Greenville was a steamy place but Sawyer romped around in long sleeves whenever she pleased. To walk to the school wasn't a hassle at all, she actually lived in very close distance to the school. The courtyard was her destination, it was relaxing to plop down on the grass and look up at the sky, picking out shapes from the clouds. Sawyer almost cried out with glee when she spotted a figure in all black sprawled on the ground. Sawyer trotted towards the person, picking out that the black body was Izumi, and made an epic dive through the air. She landed lightly on him, arching her body so that he would cushion her fall. Sawyer let a wide, childish grin erupt on her face. She looked at him in silence.

every breath leaves every scar,
- - -AND SPEAKS THROUGH YOUR SOUL *

tagged - - - eyota. outfit - - - click. location - - -
words- - - some. notes - - - suckass. lyrics - - - i dunno.

[IZUMI IAGO SNOW]

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HOLD MY HAND WHILE I THROW AWAY
ALL THOSE HORRIBLE, BAD, BAD DAYS
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His mind had floated between every night that week. It had floated from the girls, to the homework to even the boring life that he lived with his mom and dad. His parents stuck in their depressed lives as they moaned over their eldest son, totally throwing Izumi into the dirt. It was as if Izumi never really mattered to them anymore. He was just the kid that reminded them of Ian, minus the drug abuse. Anger welled in Izumi's chest as he felt his fists come and then, the moment past and he was picturing his brother waving to him, telling him to get the fuck over it. Izumi knew his brother was saying that where ever he was and well, Izumi planed on doing that.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Silence. In those three seconds that the pounding of footsteps and silence had entered his mind, he hadn't thought he had to move. In fact he opened his eyes just as the impact made him shut them again. He grunted as the body above him, female, landed squarely where he wished it not. All over his person. "What the fu- oh it's you pokey-girl." His eyes, once burning with anger, only soften a touch. His anger was still their, but the pretty little junior was giving him a child-ish grin that would of made the worst of the male population melt.

Wiggling out from under the girl, he gave her a cocky grin. He might of been old enough to be in his senior year, if he had not failed jk or grade one, but looking at the junior he felt just a bit jealous that she was in a higher grade then he. Looking at the girl who had to show him around school still and take him to all his classes, he gave her his best, award winning smile, before leaning to wards her. He took in her skinny cargo jeans, her hello-kitty long-sleeve shirt, (the cat was dressed up as a nerd!) and choker. Rolling his eyes he heard his ipod play another on of his favorite songs, that he liked to dance to with girls.

Sexy Chick. His smile turned to a smirk as he shook his hair, making him get that wind sweep look. His eyes did a double take of his nerdy friend before him before he yawn and fell back to look at the clouds. He closed his eyes. "Well Sawyer, ya coming to 'look at the clouds' too?" He used air quotes around 'look at the clouds', cause in reality, he meant to snuggle with him. He knew right, deep down, that he was a pervert beyond perverts, but he couldn't help it. He liked his girls, and his girls, well they liked him for a night. Despite popular believe, when he did screw a girl he used protection, 100%.

Sighing he opened his eyes to look at Sawyer. Pokey-girl was a nickname he had thought up when he heard rumors of her having a collection of pokemon cards somewhere. Or something along those lines. He just thought of her as the Pokey-girl, since she was the only girl, he knew personality, that wouldn't let him into her pants. That just made him want her more. Shrugging off his sexual thoughts, knowing they were never good when the sun was still out. He parted his lips and sighed. His eyes traveled across the sky as he pointed to a single cloud. He could act civil for now. "What's that look like, pokey?"

[/b]He said, giving someone a nickname. Never good in his book.
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CAUSE BABY TONIGHTS JUST ME AND YOU
AND WE GOT NOTHING TO LOSE
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credit to ME and i like to say that this post was exactly, 612 and you should really just lay off of me SAWYER cause I don't care if your tagged. you wanna see my clothing JUST CLICK ME!!

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[SAWYER MARINA CHANNING]

we were young we were restless,
- - - WERE JUST TWO CLUELESS KIDS*

Sawyer was too childish for own good, she knew that but she decided that it was best left that way. How many people did she know that would bound across a courtyard and plunge onto a person that they weren't even quite sure if they liked? Not many. Sawyer prided herself with her immaturity. She had the ability to make people erupt out in fits of laughter when they one hundred and ten percent sure their world had just come crashing down. Izumi had looked at her with anger blazing in his eyes, but only for a mere moment. Maybe he was one of those people that didn't understand her immaturity. Sawyer's doubt vanished when the glare in his eyes softened. What had happened in that mere second. She didn't want to question it. "Just thought that I would drop by, literally," Sawyer said to him, her tone completely taunting. Her childish grin remained.

She furrowed her brows, the nickname that he dubbed her with reaching her ears. Ever since he had heard the rumor about her Pokemon card collection, which rested in a shoebox under her bed, he had made sure to attempt to tantalize her for it. Sawyer embraced the fact that she a top nerd by anyone's definition. She was completely content with that fact. She adored Pokemon and still slept with her Pikachu plush. "Pokey-girl? It makes me sound so young. Gimme a new name that has more power!" Sawyer said to him, restraining a fit of giggles deep in her throat. "What about Pokemaster? I think it has a nice ring to it." There was a faraway look on her face that she had feigned, making herself appear even more nerdier. It was okay to make fun of yourself sometimes. Or all the time.

Her rolled out from underneath her and she plopped to the ground with a dull thump. "Oof!" Sawyer cried out for extra dramatic affect. Izumi shot her a cocky smile and Sawyer immediately returned it with a charming smile of her own. She could easily sway a guy, she usually just had more fun dragging them along. For some reason they all had the ulterior motive of trying to ease their way into her parents. It had never once happened. She was a virgin, still haunted by the thoughts of her mother and the guys she had constantly brought home. He was inspecting her, she could tell that from the look in his eye. Was there any need to be so patronizing. Sawyer dressed he way she dressed and nothing was ever going to change that. She was a-okay with being Greenville's residential dork.

She could hear the music blasting through the headphones of Izumi's iPod. "You are going to end up like blowing up your eardrums and then I am going to laugh when you are deaf," Sawyer said to him with a hint of spite in her voice. Music wasn't her thing, she would much rather be left in silence. Someone would think that she would have techno blasting into her ears at all times of the day. Country was the only type of music that she even remotely liked. "Sexy chick? Is that honestly what you are listening to? I think it is time for me to call you a pig, Izumi." Sawyer only lightly coated her voice with amusement, the song sounded repulsing. It was amazing how someone could make millions by singing about how nice of an ass a girl had.

Then he brought up the mentions of clouds and Sawyer dropped all of her thoughts. She thoroughly enjoyed cloud watching, it was one of her favorite pastimes. It was one of the things that you could do no matter where you were. "Actually I came to torture someone, but I suppose I can settle for cloud watching." Sawyer flipped herself onto her back and squinted, allowing her eyes to adjust to the brightness of the sun's rays. Izumi pointed to a cloud and her eyes locked onto the fluff of white. A thoughtful look took over her faces as she pursed her lips. "I see an eighteen wheeler," she told him after a moment of thought.

every breath leaves every scar,
- - -AND SPEAKS THROUGH YOUR SOUL *

tagged - - - eyota. outfit - - - click. location - - -
words- - - some. notes - - - eighteen wheeler, wtf? xD lyrics - - - i dunno.

[IZUMI IAGO SNOW]

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HOLD MY HAND WHILE I THROW AWAY
ALL THOSE HORRIBLE, BAD, BAD DAYS
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"just thought i would drop by, literally." sawyer broke his train of thought. "pokey-girl? it makes me sound so young. gimme a new name that has more power!" she giggled and izumi felt a his stomach do a flip-flop. that was normal right? yeah totally. smirking he heard what she wanted to be called. "what about pokemaster? i think it has a nice ring to it!" snorting, and laughing with a seductive tone, he raised an eyebrow. "nuh, i'll just call you pokey." he winked and laugh more when sawyer hit the ground. his eyes only closed when she spoke about his music. "you are going to end up like blowing up your eardrums and then i am going to laugh when you are deaf," she began and then continued.

"sexy chick? is that honestly what you are listening to? i think it is time for me to call you a pig, izumi." smirking, he raised his head and rolled his eyes. "you got to listen to the beat, go with it. if you hated he lyrics just go with the beat." he mumbled and when she flopped down next to him he smirked. "i see an eighteen wheeler." izumi blinked and looked at the cloud he tilted his head, slightly hitting sawyer's as he did. trying to find the eighteen wheeler with in the cloud. "what, i don't see that? i see a bus." he said and then heard his song switch to 'don't let go' by the envy. he loved that song. it was the song he loved to listen to, but he didn't want anyone else knowing that.

parting his lips he looked at the other fluffy white clouds and his eyes widen and his voice, once seductive and deep, turned a tone higher and happier. "that looks like a wolf!" his arm went flying up to point at the cloud to his far left. the beautiful fluffy white cloud seemed to catch his attention and draw him in. he stared at the dog like cloud, well what he thought was a dog and his mind was set in motion.

he remembered when he was eight and his mom had agreed to let him and his brother get a dog. they both choice a dalmatian and that beautiful dog was their best friend. until one day a stranger try to break into their little town house and the dalmatian bite him, drawing blood. ever since that day, the dog had tried to stick the killing blow on ian a few times, but izumi had always jumped the dog in anger. that was why he had a dog bite mark on his left thigh. it still hurt ever now and again, but he knew that it didn't matter. not anyone at least. the dog's name, well if he told you, he'd have to admit he had an obsession with scobby-doo. yep he had named the dog scobby. but when he was put down izumi didn't stop crying until a month later.

parting his lips, he looked at sawyer and grinned. "so pokey, why are you at school?" he knew that she was one hundred percent a dork. but that's why he liked her. he was always here when ever he didn't have a girl on his arm, or when ever his mom and or dad were in a funk.

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CAUSE BABY TONIGHTS JUST ME AND YOU
AND WE GOT NOTHING TO LOSE
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credit to ME and i like to say that this post was exactly, COUNT YOURSELF and you should really just lay off of me SAWYER cause I don't care if your tagged. you wanna see my clothing JUST CLICK ME!!

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[SAWYER MARINA CHANNING]

we were young we were restless,
- - - WERE JUST TWO CLUELESS KIDS*

Izumi was on a never ending mission to find a list of endless ways to irritate Sawyer. Sometimes he was successful and Sawyer would have to walk away from Izumi, he would have had her DS thrown in his face if he hadn't. On most days the girl would flash him her pearly whites and continue on in their playful banter. It was a tug of war between love and hate with them. It was the way that Sawyer liked it, it kept things fresh. "Pokey-girl? It just sounds so unoriginal Izumi. Be a little more creative, would ya?!" Looking over at him she let her tongue hang out of her mouth, taunting him. Another fit of giggles erupted from her, sounding more childish then ever. Today she was feeling extremely immature. Izumi was provoking her immaturity.

Music wasn't Sawyers type of thing, she had no beat and she could never pick on the rhythm of any instrument. Guitars or singing had never held any appeal for her. Being rough and physical was where she found joy, most likely the reason why she excelled in sports such as lacrosse and soccer. Izumi always had his iPod in his hand or pocket with his headphones plugged into his ears. The music that pulsed through the wires and sounded clearly to Sawyer made her shudder. Hell, this girl didn't even own an iPod of her own. From time to time she would snag the iPod of a friend but never had a musical device to claim her own. "I don't feel any urge to shake my ass because of the beat of this song. It doesn't even make me wanna dance," Swayer scrunched her nose and looked at him. "It's a failure!" she cried, allowing her face to screw up with delight.

Her focus was taken away from the attractive boy lying beside her. The clouds that were undoubtedly forming shapes in the sky were given every once of attention that she could muster. Her attention span was actually shameful but for the present moment she could inspect the clouds without wriggling around. "What in the name of Arecus are you talking about?! That cloud most certainly is not a bus!" His head lightly knocked against hers while he continued to stare up at the clouds and Sawyer was momentarily surprised. With more force she slammed her head against his and then let out a witch cackle. "Learn how to keep your head to yourself," she pointedly said to him, averting his gaze and screwing her eyes up to the clouds.

Her gaze followed after the hand that izumi had so eagerly flung into the air. She stared at the mass of cloud, squinting her eyes to pick out the beast that Izumi had cried out. "Actually," Sawyer started with her lips pursed. "I see more of a dog." She continued to peer at the cloud, the sun shining in her eyes and leaving her blinded for a moment. She blinked the bright rays of light out of her view and stared at the same cloud that had trailed forward in the sky. "I know! It looks like Sooby Doo!" At her realization all the memories of the dog with the funny voice and his mischief seeking friends came to her mind. It had always been one of her favorite shows. She could predict the out of every episode but that never took the joy out of the watching the gang come to each mystery and solve it effortlessly.

Her gaze was torn from the sky, she felt the need to turn her head over and fix her gaze onto the sophomore and mentee of hers laying beside her. Izumi was grinning over at her like a fool and it made her squirm uncertainly. Sawyer ignored the grin and listened to him intently as he spoke to her. In response she gave him a light shrug of her shoulders. "I've got nothing better to do, I mean I spent the whole morning in bed." She wouldn't tack on the part about cuddling with her Pokemon plush, Izumi would take it wrong and twist it around. "I'm a lameo, I know. You don't even have to tell me," she was looking at him with a proud grin on her face. She had no shame.

every breath leaves every scar,
- - -AND SPEAKS THROUGH YOUR SOUL *

tagged - - - eyota. outfit - - - click. location - - -
words- - - some. notes - - - eighteen wheeler, wtf? xD lyrics - - - i dunno.