watching the skies, xavier

[ARIETTA EMILIA SAMPSON]

---------------------------------AND EVERY TIME I LOOK INSIDE YOUR EYES
you make me wanna die

Etta ruffled his hair playfully as he kissed her neck. She was currently fouling around with a boy she had met a few hours ago when she snuck into a bar. They were about to take it to the next level because he was opening his door. Etta shook her head at him and begun to walk down the stairs and out the lobby of the building. He gave a small whine and Etta laughed. Sure she wanted some but not with him. She had heard he was a good kisser but terrible in the shack, so who wants to loose it to someone terrible? She easily found her way out of New York University because well she knew the place like the back of her hand. As she left the campus she saw a site she knew loved more than anything. Etta saw New York. It never seemed to stop to amaze her one bit, she loved her hometown more an anything and the fact that the tour was stopping here for a few days was just delightful.

Besides she liked to wander around New York by herself it was something she barely got to do and she was happy when she got the chance to do it. It would always end up the same though. Etta would go eat at the same cafe every time. She’d order the croissant and a hot chocolate then would end up losing all the calories she'd gain from that little snack walking all the way home. Not that Etta ever needed to worry about weight. She was naturally skinny and she was very happy about that. She would most likely be a fat ass if she wouldn't have been born with just a high metabolism. She didn't like to think about that specially now when she was walking into Starbucks. Something that she loved about New York was that there was a Starbucks on every other street which meant she didn't need to wait long before she came in contact with another though sometimes this was a bad thing. When Etta had tried to quit coffee cold turkey about a year ago and having a Starbucks everywhere almost killed her inside. It forced her to go back into coffee. With the band touring and all if you weren’t addicted to coffee you became addicted.

She sighed happily as she walked inside the rush of cool air and coffee filling her instantly. The smell of coffee was almost enough to drive Etta insane. She was weird that way but she really didn’t care. As soon as she was in the front of the line she was almost over joyed, she couldn’t wait for her coffee. She asked for her usual. She was just a regular that the people here knew her by name. Soon enough she got her vanilla been frappuccino with whipped crème. She thanked Alice as she was handed her drink and it was then that it hit her. The place was packed with people. She silently cursed. She had wanted to spend some time inside because she didn’t want to walk with her coffee and run the risk of spilling it now that would be heart breaking. She looked around and saw an empty table. She quickly grabbed and sat down smiling to herself as she drinking her coffee and did some people watching. Too bad they would leave New York for the next city very soon.

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tag: open
word count: a lot
lyrics:make me wanna die - the pretty reckless
on itunes: make me wanna die - the pretty reckless
credit: everything to me
notes: someone join it???

[XAVIER JOHN BRYANT]

twenty-first century breakdown
[ » i once was lost but never was found i think i'm losing what's left of my mind }
TO THE 2OTH CENTURY DEADLINE

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The sound of her heart as he held her close to his body. The sound of her laughing when he singed to her for her first birthday. This wasn't something he was looking forward to when he was younger, but she's here now and she was the center of his universe. If only her bratty and spoiled mother wasn't in the picture, maybe it could be a happy ending for everyone. especially Xavier. As he looked in Kyile Andres's beautiful brown eyes, he couldn't help but smile. This was the moment of his life. She was his life, but now he's miles away from her counting on the webcam chat and phonecalls more than 3 times each week. Kyile Andres only had to know that her father was going to be a big time rockstar, rocking every girls world, in Pittsburgh or in New York City, everyone's going to know his name!

Ahh, the sweet smell of coffee beans being made into warm coffee. The highlight of his morning, or is this the afternoon? I couldn't matter much, Xavier partied every minute of the day. Technically, Xavier hated waking up in the morning, and doesn't start his days untill about 3 in the afternoon, sometimes later. When he does wakeup early, it's because he's hungry or waking up from a hangover. In which in this case, he was extra sober. Only stinch he had was the Parliment ciggerate taste on his tounge. As he waited in line, Xavier tried to play back why did he set his alarm clock so early in the damn morning! Xavier waited in line, shifting his weight back and forth on his legs, yawning and checking out the young females he would be "hanging out with" pretty soon. He already been in New York City a few days and he did his fair amount of girls. More could've been better, but he actually wanted to explore the twon. Strange enough "explore" had a different meaning in his vocabulary book than what it really means. He had on a black Abrecombie t-shirt with black jeans, a golden studded belt, and white nike's. Maybe this wasn't his usual wear of long sleeve t-shirt, but that was all he could find in his messy hotel room that had clothes in every room scattered across the floor. Xavi was never the man to clean or be neat, even when he was a young boy. As he stood before the cashier with the nameplate stating her name was Hilary, he ordered a corn muffin and a iced caffè mocha. The sweet smell of coffee beans tickled his nose and he grinned. Though the smell wasn't strong enough to get a high, he managed to not buy everything the store had to offer. Already made that mistake once in his life, and that was quite a scene. As he looked around, it was almost pack and the people behind him were waiting impaciently to get their morning meal. Apart of their morning ritual, Xavier thought as he let out a yawn. Been a while since he've had a chance to drink in this place. So sad that this would be the last time to experience it again because later on they're gonna be hitting the road. Xavier snapped his finger, that's why! Touring, duh. Xavier grabbed his coffee and muffin and walked to an empty booth. As he sat there, with his legs crossed, he took a devilish bite out of the muffin. He had to admit, they did after all make the best coffee as well as muffins. Better than the corner coffee shop near his childhood house.

Just thinking about his childhood reminded him of his little 3 year old princess, Kyile Andres, that he left, temperairly. As he sat there, taking bites out of his muffin, taking a sip of his iced caffè mocha, than another bite, than another sip, he recalled all the memories he've had with her in the last few months. It wasn't like he was leaving her forever, but it felt so different, not having her to hang out with. As he looked up from his depression thinking, he saw a cute (maybe cute wasn't the word), sexy girl hanging out by herself. He squinched his eyes, thinking that she looked familiar, but from what. Those ciggerates were actually playing a toll on his mind. Xavier wiped his hands on his pants and took the finishing bite of his muffin. As he stood up, with his hands gripped tightly around his glass, he put the muffin cup in the trash.

He walked over to the girl, with a big girn on his face. Nothing bad, and nothing including being sexually active. But a grin being nice, but really asking, is she worth the time. Xavier stood beside her table and took a seat in front of her, placing his glass on the table, he laughed, nodding at her and extended his hand. "Name's Xavier Bryant.. You, little sunshine are..."Xavier smiled and gestured for the female to fill in the obvious blank.

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words » more than needed
tagged » arietta ?
music » "heart burst into fire" by bullet for my valentine
outfit » click here
notes » haii, i'm jenniefer. . . I hope that this is really good for ya.
lyrics » 21st century breakdown - green day
credit » holly @ caution

[ARIETTA EMILIA SAMPSON]

---------------------------------AND EVERY TIME I LOOK INSIDE YOUR EYES
you make me wanna die

Suddenly there was someone in front of her and sitting in the empty chair in front of her. The boy, well he was rather cute. In one swift movement her hair fell over the hickey that she knew would start to show because of the boy that she had just been with. She knew who he was or at least that he was in the same tour as she. He was in a band, uh Station Standing if she was correct. He asked for her name and it amused her that someone didn't know her name, amused greatly actually. She liked being unknown but also liked being famous, almost like that disney show she couldn't think of the name at the moment. Etta smiled brightly though her mood suddenly as happy as ever. Two cute boys in the best city in the world? It was almost too much.

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, still managing to keep the hickey covert. "Arietta Sampson,"

[/color] she said her first name rolling off her tongue before she could stop it. She let out a laugh sigh. "But everyone calls me Etta,"[/color] she said quickly. She hated her full name it was so old and so ancient and no one else had it, not that many people had the nickname Etta either but it was much better than Arietta which sounded like a name that belonged in the 60s or in medieval times, better yet somewhere were she wasn’t even close to being born. She shrugged a little more to herself than to anyone really. She knew who he was but just for shits and giggles she decided to be a little stupid blonde and ask if he was with the tour.

She tilted her head slightly to the side. “Are you with the Never Say Never Tour, I think I’ve seen you around but I’m not all too sure,”[/color] she said her voice coming off as a little innocent girl who was a bimbo. It was hard on her to keep a straight face and she couldn’t do it, she laughed a little. “Sorry I like mess with people,”[/color] she said in her normal voice. “You’re in Station Standing if I am correct? Lead singer? You guys are pretty good,”[/color] she said, the smile never leaving her face. Etta was a friendly person, can you really blame her? That was just how she was though ever since her father disowned her it was a bit harder to be friendly but she kept at it.
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tag: xavier bryant
word count: enough
lyrics:make me wanna die - the pretty reckless
on itunes: miss nothing - the pretty reckless
credit: everything to me
notes: yay thanks for joining!!!

[XAVIER JOHN BRYANT]

twenty-first century breakdown
[ » i once was lost but never was found i think i'm losing what's left of my mind }
TO THE 2OTH CENTURY DEADLINE

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Martin was beginning to feel lose as he sat in front of the girl-- in which he'd just learned was that her name was Arietta Sampson. At first, he had thought it was simpson, but this girl was too pretty to have such a cartoonish name. Glad enough she had said people called her Etta. At the tone of her voice, he could hear she was uncomfortable with her name. Xavier would too if that was his name. But really, he was a big fan for a classical name. It meant you're a one in a million. He listened to her playing the sterotype dumb blonde and it just made him laugh. He haven't been up close and personal with a blonde since. . . Since well, three nights ago before coming to New York. As she asked him the obvious questioned, Xavier grinned each time, trying to hold back a laugh. It was cute how she was just trying to be funny, but it was just kind of weird for Xavier to be talking to a girl in a such open area. Usually, he would be talking to a girl leaning over a bar, drinking his second beer that night. It was all good, better the scenery, that was how the saying goes. Of course Arietta haven't seen him before, he was never hanging out with the tour mates, he'd usually ditch 'em saying he had the bug or flu, or had a headache.

For a while, Xavier was stunned how such a beautiful girl like Etta could be singing instead of making money as a model. All the females he've known with a great body and figure skipped the stage of singing and dancing, but gallopped to the chance in turning and walking in oversized high heels and silky dresses. Putting on a plastic smile for the paparazzi, hoping to make some big bucks behind the cameras and curtains. If only people could read the minds of these models, they aren't that great inside the head as they act. But Arietta, ugh, Etta, she was different. She did seem to fit into the music world, living her life singing for these fans. If he had his history right, he've heard that Etta was apart of The Lovlies, the all girl band. Damn it! That's why, she had looked so familiar, she was from the Never Say Never Tour! Gosh, were these ciggerates taking forever to ware off. Usually with the other brands, he would be sober and thinking better, but maybe it was just because he wasn't use to the morning life. At times, he thought he was a vampire, but it was just because he had the personaility for the nightlife.

Usually by now, Xavier been have been making a move or placing the first kiss, even if they only exchanged a couple of words. But at the moment, he've felt way to relax. Way to over joy to make a move. If Etta was apart of that all girl band, he would be going crazy. There was not one day that have passed that he haven't listened to one of their songs on his Ipod. Okay, maybe he did have a lighter side than just having sex with girls and being a complete douche bag to people. But he had to admit, that band had some serious skills. As he listened to Etta's last word, he laughed. He leaned forward to take a sip on his iced caffè mocha. He bounced his head along with the tune of one of the bands song and leaned back against his chair, smiling crossing his arms over his chest. "Yeah, I am. You're one the chicks from the Lovlies? You guys have some great music. You guys help me wake up everyday."

[/i] Xavier chuckled and raised his eyebrow. He continued to look at her, and couldn't help but have the cocky smile on his face. "Messing with people? That's the joy of being on tour, Etta. Set people's alarm clocks late, stealing their guitar or amp. That's what I call some good road fun."

Than slowly, he had a slight thought about his little daughter, but he'd pushed that away. Besides, when he get home, if he was sober enough, he would try to get in touch with her. He crossed his leg under the table and continued. "So your name's Arietta. Your name's a classic. Classic is good, names these days are so old and outdated. Well, that's just my opinion 'cause I think old school names are better than the names people comes up with these days. It's just more creative and more hard thinking."[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]

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words » more than needed
tagged » arietta =D
music » "heart burst into fire" by bullet for my valentine
outfit » click here
notes » ur welcome (:lyrics » 21st century breakdown - green day
credit » holly @ caution