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Post by carter julian williams on Jun 30, 2012 1:17:41 GMT -5
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[/style][style=margin-top: -10px; margin-right: 10px; width: 170px; height: 240px; overflow: auto; background-color: ffffff; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial, calibri; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; color: 0c0c0c; line-height: 100%; float: right;"]It was, of course, another boring day. The six boys had finished some recordings and nothing was really set to happen. Carter haven't attended college in a while 'cause of the band. Though, he keeps up with everything. Whenever it was a boring day, Carter just sits in the sofa and watch tv all day long. Which is currently what he's doing... "Carter, Get off of couch! I wanna go to the mall." His little sister whined. Carter stuck his tongue out and threw a pillow at her. "No!" Carter shouted then, changing the channel of the tv. "C'mon Cartie! Just a ride and leave me there." His little sister pouted. Carter wasn't really in the mood of going out. Neither was he in the mood to drive and go. Though, he really needs to get off the couch. "Fine. But I'm going too. If I see you with a boy, he's gonna be dead." Carter groaned and got up from the couch. If he was going out, might as well go all the way.
Carter wore simple t-shirt and jeans. He wasn't in the mood for creativity. Carter grabbed his wallet and keys then walked to his car. Of course, his sister was opposed to be there first. Carter drove out to the mall. It took five minutes to find a parking spot. Carter didn't bother hiding himself from the people around. He was too lazy to do so. Carter and his little sister got out. "Remember what I said, okay? No boys." Carter said strictly. "Yes, sir." His sister said boringly then they parted ways. Carter wasn't really sure where to go. He had his hands inside his side-pockets and walked around. Carter never really liked being boring but sometimes it just can't get avoided. If he makes a loud noise, he might be mobbed. Who knows, right? Carter sighed as he saw a near coffee shop. Normally, he'd go to starbucks but it won't hurt to try another. Carter walked there and ordered his coffee and found his seat by the corner.
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Post by samantha marie mackenna on Jun 30, 2012 7:16:38 GMT -5
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Post by carter julian williams on Jun 30, 2012 7:57:30 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true] [style=margin-left: 10px; margin-top: 10px; width: 380px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; font-size: 25px; font-family: arial narrow; color: ffffff; background-color: 72ada4; text-shadow: #000000 0px 2px 2px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; font-style: italic;"]something's gotta give now,
[/style][style=margin-top: -10px; margin-right: 10px; width: 170px; height: 240px; overflow: auto; background-color: ffffff; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial, calibri; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; color: 0c0c0c; line-height: 100%; float: right;"]Carter just sat there, sipping on his coffee. He wasn't exactly sure why he's drinking coffee in the middle of the day. There was so much more interesting things to do but he has no idea why he keeps himself from all those interesting things. Maybe this day wasn't simply his day... or maybe its because he has no one to spend the rest of the day with. The boys were around and about. His sister was off around the mall. Carter didn't even ask her what she was going to do here. But it was already done. Carter would just bomb her questions at their house.
Carter took another sip at his coffee as he spotted a familiar blonde hair. Carter had been literally meeting blondes but he had a good memory and knew which was which... except for the two blonde boys in their band. Sometimes he could get it right, sometimes he's just naturally confused. The two Parker twins were almost.... one. Though, they had this specific different personalities. Carter stood up from his chair and walked over to the blonde. Again, he was right. The blonde was Sam. The girl who Ryan was head over heels for. The girl who Ryan was always talking about. And they, indeed, are friends. Carter sat down in front of her. She didn't really notice him so Carter pulled out a straight face. "SIT STRAIGHT SOLDIER!" He shouted in a weird tone.
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Post by samantha marie mackenna on Jun 30, 2012 8:23:58 GMT -5
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Post by carter julian williams on Jul 1, 2012 1:14:42 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true] [style=margin-left: 10px; margin-top: 10px; width: 380px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; font-size: 25px; font-family: arial narrow; color: ffffff; background-color: 72ada4; text-shadow: #000000 0px 2px 2px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; font-style: italic;"]something's gotta give now,
[/style][style=margin-top: -10px; margin-right: 10px; width: 170px; height: 240px; overflow: auto; background-color: ffffff; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial, calibri; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; color: 0c0c0c; line-height: 100%; float: right;"] Carter wanted to laugh at the blonde's reaction. Though, it was obvious in her face that she was depressed about something. The look on her eyes were too much familiar for Carter.... it wasn't something to be proud of, though. It was something that should be replaced with something more positive. Carter let out a grin, he was already here to have fun and he wasn't letting Sam's day down anymore. He would at least brighten it up a bit. "SAM!" Carter randomly shouted. Carter was the person to be random. He didn't really love problems and such. He wants to be carefree as much as he could. Though... recently, he has been doing tons of mistakes this week. It was depressing but he wasn't letting anyone see it. He's been trying to be his old self though, its bringing him to even more mistakes. Carter peeked at what Sam was doing. Sam was writing a song named Enchanted. The six of them in the band knows about Sam's talent. Though, they don't exactly have the right idea about why she was having a hard time. Sam was one of the most talented person Carter met. But then, Carter's in a famous boy band but he's still struggling for some reasons. "What's this one about?" Carter asked randomly, perfectly in a position that would creep the girl out. It was the position he always use on his sister. It always works. Same thing goes with his other friends. He has that type of affect on people that's sometimes really confusing.
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Post by samantha marie mackenna on Jul 1, 2012 13:48:27 GMT -5
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Post by carter julian williams on Jul 2, 2012 6:12:46 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true] [style=margin-left: 10px; margin-top: 10px; width: 380px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; font-size: 25px; font-family: arial narrow; color: ffffff; background-color: 72ada4; text-shadow: #000000 0px 2px 2px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; font-style: italic;"]something's gotta give now,
[/style][style=margin-top: -10px; margin-right: 10px; width: 170px; height: 240px; overflow: auto; background-color: ffffff; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial, calibri; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; color: 0c0c0c; line-height: 100%; float: right;"] Ever since Carter was a kid, he was always told to be the loud one. When he was a kid, he always says 'boo'. Its kinda the reason why he adds 'boo' to people's names but its mainly its just for his amusement. When Carter was five, he started singing. Though, he didn't really made any sense back then. He just sung the lyrics on how a kid would do : Made up lyrics. He never actually thought that a loud one like him would even reach this way. He's famous... though, he's still struggling for his career for a reason he couldn't explain himself. He's got the girls, though, he hates how they just read facts about them and act like 'hey! that's me, we're so perfect' but the truth is, they're changing themselves. He's got tons of things he couldn't believe, and it was still unbelievable for Carter.
Carter already knew who Sam was talking about meeting that person you were meant to be with. It was far too obvious. Carter treat Sam like a little sister. Sure, they flirt and got out a bit but he wasn't really getting farther. One, Ryan likes the girl and he wouldn't steal her away from him. Two, he isn't up for relationships. Three, it was not a good thought that you're officially in a relationship with a person who you treat as a little sister. Carter took a sip and nodded. "If you only knew..." Carter muttered, trailing his eyes outside the shop then looked at Sam again with a grin. "Watcha doin' here anyway?" He asked with a cheerful tone.
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Post by samantha marie mackenna on Jul 2, 2012 6:47:04 GMT -5
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Post by carter julian williams on Jul 3, 2012 2:56:49 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true] [style=margin-left: 10px; margin-top: 10px; width: 380px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; font-size: 25px; font-family: arial narrow; color: ffffff; background-color: 72ada4; text-shadow: #000000 0px 2px 2px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; font-style: italic;"]something's gotta give now,
[/style][style=margin-top: -10px; margin-right: 10px; width: 170px; height: 240px; overflow: auto; background-color: ffffff; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial, calibri; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; color: 0c0c0c; line-height: 100%; float: right;"] Carter wasn't really the type of guy to give love advices. If he does give some, its just the basic ones he has heard or seen. Sure, Carter could be considered as sweet and all but sometimes he mess up whenever he gives someone an advice. That's the reason why Carter gives out advice in a joke kind of way so they wouldn't take it personally unless they wanted to. Though, most people don't really take it seriously but it was all good to Carter.
Carter had no idea if he should sigh or avoid the topic. If he actually sighed, it was going to be a serious talk and it would be all hard on him.... partly. If he avoids the topic, he wouldn't get the chance to try and fix this. It was a complicated decision. Yet, he feels like he has to do something. Carter never liked seeing his friends upset. He feels like has to be responsible and make them smile or laugh. "Hey, Hey, Hey! Turn that frown upside down!" Carter whined playfully. "Like I always say, 'Give time'. The man's sensitive in his feelings." Carter shrugged but he really wanted to say more.
NOTE: Eh. This is too short... I think. Sorry!
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Post by samantha marie mackenna on Nov 13, 2012 14:27:22 GMT -5
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Post by carter julian williams on Nov 16, 2012 6:24:04 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true] [style=margin-left: 10px; margin-top: 10px; width: 380px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; font-size: 25px; font-family: arial narrow; color: ffffff; background-color: 72ada4; text-shadow: #000000 0px 2px 2px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; font-style: italic;"]something's gotta give now,
[/style][style=margin-top: -10px; margin-right: 10px; width: 170px; height: 240px; overflow: auto; background-color: ffffff; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial, calibri; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; color: 0c0c0c; line-height: 100%; float: right;"]Carter sighed and watched Sam for a while. Carter and Sam were normally really hyper and it wasn't really the best thing to actually see one of them upset. Together? They're normally hyper. Carter was rarely seen upset or serious. Sometimes he tends to make his friends be hyper and loud too. He never loved boredom or silence. It was his top hates in the whole world. Carter's one of the loudest and most random people in the world. But sometimes he just uses his loudness and randomness to annoy people. And by sometimes, its most of the time.
"Well...you know Ryan." Carter sighed. "Its up to you if you really want to flirt with another guy but from many couples? Its really a bad idea. It makes the problem bigger." Carter stated and shrugged. He wasn't really the best person to get an advice to. Most of the time, he was awkward when it comes to 'love' 'cause he had stopped complete relationships years ago... he was never serious. He just had dates and flirts. He's afraid to be with someone again... but if he was a gay or bi? He'd definitely ask Caedyn out. "Maybe... you gotta make him come out yourself? I mean....you two understand yourselves...right?
NOTE: Sorry it took quite a while!
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