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[autumn mika longley]

( WAKE UP, WAKE UP ! )

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THIS IS NO HALLUCINATION

Mika Longley has made a few bad decisions in her life. She has spent the night with a few guys just so she'd have a place to stay. She's done drugs that she shouldn't have and she's the cause of a fire that burned down her parents estate (which, actually wasn't a bad idea at all in her opinion). Today was going to be a day that Mika made one of those bad decisions. She wasn't sure why she thought taking Triple C's and going to the mall would be a good idea, but she just need out of her dorm and she wanted to go shopping. A win win, right? COMPLETELY WRONG. Mika, for one, hated crowds. Two she had no one there with her and three she was super depressed. Combine those with the wonderful over the counter medicine that makes you trip your face off and you have a recipe for disaster.

Mika found the drug of her choosing at a pharmacy that happened to be in the mall. They seemed to be everywhere these days, an now that the one that was close to Balston started locking up their merchandise from all the thefts she has committed she had to find another place to steal them from. It was easy to do - Mika has perfected the art of stealing Triple Cs. She didn't have the money to spend on them, so free.99 worked for her. Slipping them into her pursed in one swift motion when no one was looking, Mika strolled out of the store like nothing had happened, no one giving her a second look ass he immediately made a path to the bathroom.

Reaching the girls room Mika went the the sink and put her bag down, pulling out the box. A devilish smile curled it's way onto her lips as she held the box in her hands. Pulling out a switch blade she always carried on her (for emergency blunt rolling) she opened the box quickly and tossed the cardboard staring at the pack of pills. The question now was how many to take? Mika normally took around 16, but today she was feeling daring - and by daring I mean needing to escape the hell she put herself in. So today she decided on 20. Triple C's made her trip more than any other drug she has taken - even Acid. She doesn't know what it is that makes them so much stronger but she was ready to have a good time. Popping the pills out of the pack and tossing handfuls into her mouth at a time she swallowed them with no hesitation, use to the feeling of so many going down at once. When she was finished she smiled, putting the remaining 14 back in her bag. A treat for another day. She exited the bathroom, no witnesses to what she had just done.

Mika started to head to her favorite store when she was finally starting to feel the affects. At first it wasn't a very pleasant one though. Her stomach sick, Mika ragged her feet as she walked through the halls praying that she was going to throw up. But she knew it was inevitable. Sometimes she threw up after taking them, sometimes she didn't Judging by the feeling in her throat she was going to, so Mika made her way over to a trash can as quickly as possible. Making it just in time she spilled her guts, the sound of her vomit attracting some people's attention. Some concerned, but most of them repulsed. The moment Mika threw up she could feel the trip starting to kick in - ah, it was so worth it. At lest so she thought. Standing back up right, Mika dug through her purse to try and find some breath mints to mask the smell of vomit. It took her a few minutes to find them - her bag seemed much bigger than usual. But once she found them and popped a few in her mouth she was ready to be on her way again.

As the trip started to get more and more intense Mika started to get more and more self conscious. She felt like all eyes were on her, and every single person knew all her flaws and secrets. Whenever someone got to close to her she would move as far away as possible. Whenever someone bumped into her she would jump and run off quickly. That, an everything was revolving around the number two. No matter where Mika looked the number 2 was just following her every move. There were couples, groups of people that when you divided the total number by itself it equaled two, "Buy two get two free," she saw at lest two people preaching about the end of the world and how '2012' was coming. Mika was freaking out.

Her pace got a lot faster as she walked through the crowds. She was so uncomfortable and there were too many twos following her everywhere. People where looking at her strange, Mika hoping they didn't notice her ridiculously dilated pupils. The colors on everyone's shirt were electric, the hallway she was walking down seemed like it was 5 miles long. But Mika was stopped abruptly by a hand that touched her shoulder. She screamed, slapping the hand from her shoulder and spinning around to see who had touche her. "DONT TOUCH ME!" she hissed, rushing off in the opposite direction to find a place to sit down and relax.

finding a bench, Mika sat down alone and watched as the people passed by, giving her strange looks. get it together, get it together ...

STATUS; done & open! :D
TUNES; Suicide Silence
]WORDS: too lazy ;__;
NOTES; this should be fun ;D

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[Jordan Dredd]

I AIN’T GONNA BE JUST A FACE IN THE CROWD
YOU’RE GONNA HEAR MY VOICE WHEN I SHOUT OUT LOUD

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“Steady, steady. Be steady.” Jordan mumbled to himself as he stood on the edge of his bed in his dorm room, arm extended and his fingers gently gripping a custom made dart. He had one foot pointed towards the dart board hanging on his wall, while the other was curled into the bed sheets, keeping him from falling flat on his face. “Okay, ready, set.” He spoke aloud to himself as he took in a deep breath and then exhaled as he threw the dart at the old dart board. “Yes!” He shouted while jumping off the couch and crossing to the dartboard on the other side of the room in three steps. “That’s right bitch! Who’s your daddy?!” he shouted while pulling the three darts from the bulls eye and then walking back over to his bed and hopping up onto it, getting ready for round eight.

Spinning in a circle on his bed much like a dog would do if it was about to lay down, he found a spot that felt good to him. Jordan pointed his right foot slightly over the edge of his bed, while the other curled into the ruffled sheets, holding him steady. He raised his right arm, the dart in between his fingers as he squinted and stuck his tongue out of his mouth slightly in concentration. If he managed to throw all three darts into the bulls eye again then this would be a new record for him, meaning that he would have thrown the set of three darts into the bulls eye three times in a row. “Okay, ready, set.” He spoke out loud once more before he took another deep breath and exhaled as he released the dart from his fingers, a small grin on his face as he watched it sail through the air. Jordan’s grin quickly turned into a frown as he heard a small ping and watched as the dart fell to the ground. “Nooooo!” he exclaimed while sinking to his knees, tossing the other darts haphazardly onto the ground. “Why world!? Why are you soo cruel to me?!” he whined while throwing his hands over his face dramatically. Yes, on days when Jordan had nothing to do and was left alone you could find him being quite the drama queen.

Jordan spied his iphone sitting on the edge of the table a mere meter away, yet he was in such a comfortable position that he didn’t want to reach over and get it. At the same time he knew that small little device was what was going to cure him of his boredom, hopefully. With a dramatic sigh he uncurled his legs from beneath him, planting them securely on the floor before leaning forward and grasping the device in his tattooed fingers. He pressed the lock button and watched as the screen lit up with life before he swiped his thumb across the screen and tapped his pass code in, allowing him to access all of the little boredom curing apps. Sliding from screen to screen he looked over all the apps none of them being particularly enticing. “Bahh, soo bored.” He complained to no one, seeing as everyone was out doing their own thing today. Jordan stared down at the phone as he thought about what to do, when he suddenly gasped. “fuck yeah!” he mumbled excitedly as he tapped the text message icon. The boy had an epiphany, he would text someone and ask them, no tell them that he was coming to hang with them. In his mind they did could not refuse such company, he was moderately funny, easy on the eyes and was just generally an awesome kid; at least that’s what he thought. As he scrolled through his contacts he paused every so often, contemplating on whom to text. Sighing after scrolling through all of his contact and not seeing anyone in particular he decided he wasn’t going to sit around and wait for a text, he was just going to go do something and hope for the best. Hope that he might run into someone he knows, or bump into a new stranger and make a friend, or maybe a group of friends. He really didn’t know where he was going to go, all he knew was that he was going to do something to take his mind off of being bored as fuck.

Standing up the boy wandered over to his dresser and picked out some clean clothes before running a quick brush through his hair, checking himself out in the mirror to make sure that he was presentable. Tossing the brush onto his bed he grabbed his phone and wallet before heading out of the dorm, deciding that he was going to go to the mall, maybe buy himself something. Slipping his headphones into his ears he plugged it into his iphone as he began the short, convenient walk to the mall, quietly singing along to the music. It was not before long that the boy had entered the mall, immediately noticing a small commotion before a familiar dark haired female. Following her through the masses of people he noticed her abruptly park herself on a bench and try and talk herself into calming down. He slowly made his way over to the girl, standing a few feet in front of her, trying not to spook the poor girl, he had a slightly inclination as to why she was acting so…werid, but he couldn’t be sure as of yet. He, having knowledge about the way a person acts when on some sort of substance, was pretty sure that the girl before him was in fact no longer sober. “Hey Autumn, you okay?” he inquired with a small smile, an eyebrow raised as he looked at her curiously.

IT’S MY LIFE, ITS NOW OR NEVER
I AIN’T GONNA LIVE FOREVER, I JUST WANNA LIVE

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• Word Count:973
  
• Status: Complete!
  
• Tag: AUTUMN!
  
• Notes: ahh sorry it took so long but here it is (:
  
• Music:
  
• Clothes

[autumn mika longley]

SOMEBODY CALLS YOU YOU ANSWER QUIET SLOWLY,
(THE GIRL WITH KALEIDOSCOPE EYES)

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Normally, Mika's mind was a place she like to be trapped in for a few hours. Thats what tripping really was to her, getting lost in her own twisted imagination with the help of a substance that can get her there. Usually it was good, in fact she never actually experienced a bad trip before. She only did kind of once, but she pulled herself out of the slump pretty quick. But right now that was just not happening. For the first time Mika actually loosened up her grip on reality for a while, and even though she tried so hard to keep herself composed in pubic she was finding it almost near impossible. It wasn't that she was doing things that would catch a person's attention from a distance, but if they looked directly at her they could see by the way she had her eyes shut and way she was bouncing her legs up an down like a mad man that she was a little off today. Well, more then usual anyways.

Eyes shut like a locked door, Mika's hands gripped the bottom of the bench she was sitting on like it was going to toss her off. The young Englishwomen was experiencing an odd combination of feelings at this moment. Insecure mixed with paranoia and embarrassment. Not to mention things seemed to be ten times worse with the triple C's taking a whack at her. Attempting to take her mind off the bad trip Mika tried to think of other things, her mind eventually drifting off to the thought of her cellphone. Before she even got to the mall she had her cellphone turned off knowing what her day was going to consist of. It was never good to have your cellphone on during these things, Mika discovered. Mostly because she did these drugs with other friends 99.9% of the time and learned that cellphones lead to potential dramatics that led to bad trips. So hers was off, somewhere in the bottom of her bag underneath all the other crap she carries with her. She thought about fetching it and getting someone to come meet her but she was too afraid to go looking in her bag, she felt like she was going to fall into it and get lost. Literally.

She finally opened her eyes, her bright blues drifting off to the black bag that was resting on the bench next to her, still slung over her shoulder. Anyone who was close enough to see her eyes knew she was no longer sober, her pupils being dilated a little too much for the lights that illuminated the mall. Mika observed her surrounds, the lights being brighter, the colors on everyone's bodies becoming even more vivid then they were a few minutes ago. Mika knew it was because her eyes were taking in much more light then they had to, that giving her a good idea of just how much her eyes were dilated. Note to self. 20 Triples C's is way too much! she thought to herself knowing damn well that the amount wasn't the only thing contributing to her bad trip. The things that had been going on in her life the past few days have been less then satisfactory, but Mika just kept trying to push it away like it was nothing. She wasn't going to tell herself that however because she still doesn't want to accept it.

When Mika heard her first name she jumped, spinning around instantly and expecting her father. He was the only one who ever really called her Autumn aside from one other person and she was expecting the worst at this point. But she was pleasantly surprised to see Jordan standing in front of her. She actually liked when he called her Autumn, sometimes it was refreshing. She gave a sigh of relief, taking in his appearance. She loved all his tattoos. Right now they were more vivid and alive then ever before, Mika not being able to help the fact she stared for a moment before saying anything. "I'm BEYOND THRILLED you are here right now!" she exclaimed, moving her bag onto her lap and patting the seat beside her. "Site down love please!" she pleaded, looking off into the crowd as a few people glanced into their direction. She bit her bottom lip about answering his question, slightly embarrassed but realized he should know. "I took too many Triple C's ..." she admitted in nothing more than a dull roar, eyes looking to the floor in her embarrassment. She leaned forward for a moment, her hands returning to their grip on the edge of the bench. Sitting back again her eyes returned to the crowd around her.

She knew Jordan didn't approve of her antics so she was too scared to look at him. He might turn into something scary. Of course it would be completely in her head but it would be real to her. Mika felt guilty;he was the only one who gave her the thought of stopping that she took seriously. She didn't know why - must of been that hypnotic smile. "Im sorry ," she said nervously offering a small smile of her own. Since he was here things had to get better, right?

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STATUS; FINALLY COMPLETED. omg. I suck. I made you wait sooo long. I'm so sworry D':
LYRICS; Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds - The Beatles

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