Post by caspian on Feb 20, 2010 10:46:20 GMT -5
* don't know what i can't describe,
BURNED OUT STARS THEY SHINE SO BRIGHT,
( all of us, burned out stars they shine so bright. he's not perfect he's a victim ).[/center]
Throwing the covers off of her the bed and lying on top of it, staring up at the dark ceiling, Caspian Rodriguez sighed and rubbed her eyes viciously with a slender hand. This was the third time in the night that she had woken up and she'd only gone to bed a few hours ago. It just simply would not do. The red head stretched her arms; touching the cold wall with her fingertips as she wondered about what to do, since it was fairly obvious that she wasn't going to get to sleep now. It was a mean cycle of life and she hated not being able to sleep - it's what she got for moving cities, again.
Entangling a hand into her long hair, Caspian slid her feet over the side of the bed and sat up, looking around the dark room, wondering vaguely if she could get out without being seen and/or heard. She would take her chances. Standing up, she crossed to her dresser and pulled out some clothes, getting changed into them out of her pajama's quickly and quietly, before sliding on her Converse and brushing liquid eyeliner across her eyes. It wasn't like she was going to meet anyone outside at this time of the night, but she rarely left the house without eye liner.
Green eyes scanned the mess of her room and came to rest on a camera. Night shots were pretty awesome. Caspian moved over to her desk and picked up her usual notebook and two favourite Sharpie pens. Sure it was after hours and she should be asleep, but rules were meant to be broken, right? Besides, she didn't think that anyone else would be awake at this time of the morning, so she was going to be alone. In the dark.
Alone.
Suddenly the thought of being outside alone and in the dark didn't seem to pleasurable to her, but yet she made no effort to stop herself from venturing outside with her notebook and her Sharpie pens. It was usually at this time of the night she had inspiration for writing the lyrics that she usually wrote. Unfortunately for her, the other girls in the cabin snored quite heavily and it was disturbing her thinking process. She needed some peace and quiet. Some time to herself and a place where she would not be disturbed, even if she fell asleep.
Taking care to not wake up any of the other girls, little Caspian crossed across the cabin floor and made her way quietly out of the hut; shutting the door as quietly as possible she shuffled across the door floor with her arms folded across her chest and the notebook clutched tightly against her chest. It wasn't too long before she found her way into the main grounds area and settled herself against a tree. However, a strange noise made her jump and she placed the notebook in her mouth and the Sharpie pens into her pocket.
Climbing trees wasn't her forte, but she could do it. No matter what anyone said about her. It didn't take her very long before she was situated in the tree. She pressed herself against the trunk and sat lazily on the branch; leg dangling down. A Sharpie pen came out of her pocket and a fresh page was opened in the notebook and the tip of the Sharpie was pressed against it. A couple of lines of lyrics were written before Caspian decided to close her eyes and lean a little more into the trunk.
A couple hours passed and a sound from below awoke her with a start. Caspian jumped and dropped her Sharpie pen on someone's head.
( * word count; no idea. * tagged; tiffany! * status; completed! * lyrics; front row by metric * outfit; here! * image & layout; mineallmine, no stealing! * music; the mummy returns. * notes; sorry it's kinda sucky. xD )