running into you [kody]

[desiree layne adams]

The splendor of the city surrounding her was beginning to tone down, lightly however. She had now started out by working at one of the local restaurants as a waitress which was a job she would tolerate until it was time to find something new. Her exploration period had come to a pause for now since she was enrolled in the local university and had to balance between that and working practically every spare shift she could. She did not need to work all that much seeing as her father would love the chance to help out but she refused to allow him such an excuse. For some odd reason, she wanted to make it as far as she could on her own, to get somewhere and feel like she had succeeded with as little help as possible when it would have probably been smarter to get a little bit of aid.Making it to the top was undoubtedly a dream of hers, she wanted to get somewhere as a screenwriter but it was going to take some serious work to get there. A few of her teachers had noted that her writing was talented but Des could not help but wonder just how many past students they had told the same thing and where they were now. While maybe not everyone was meant to get somewhere in screen writing, she wanted to be one of the ones that did. Maybe it was unrealistic, but if at least someone who knew what on earth they were talking about actually read and complimented her work, she would feel like she had accomplished something. An even bigger goal for her was for it to be submitted and actually accepted but only time and dedication would let her know the fate of that. Her biggest fan, her father, had always told her that if she put her mind to it, she could move mountains but she had her doubts. Being a realist was definitely her biggest weakness, it tended to point out the flaws in what she wanted and set her back but at the same time it encouraged her even more so. So far, her time at university was not turning out to be all that romantic. Then again maybe she had been in the wrong mindset of coming here to experience instant success, college was not something to just pass by. Des had never had issues with school, she had always been quite intelligent but she had been a little airheaded in her first few days at university before settling down to it. There was one professor in which she could not imagine herself ever approving of since he seemed to think that women had no place in writing. The pompous man had focused clearly on male authors, failing to acknowledge great female writers and she knew right from the start that the class was going to irritate her rather quickly. Still she planned on aiming for the best possible grade in that class, among others and showing the man just how skilled she was at writing, regardless of gender.

The other classes where somewhat of a breeze for her now that she was settling into the proper mindset of a college student and not so distracted about the recent relocation. Fitting into Manhattan had become slightly easier though she still had this painful feeling that there was something about her even so that continued to manage sticking out like a sore thumb. There were a few people around her age that she had started talking with, she was social though there were clearly those around Manhattan that were not quite the same way. She was still one of those 'new' girls or whatever, it was slightly better than high school though.The campus was entertaining as she walked across the quad, a light snow had fallen and there were several different people gathering snow balls to toss at one another. Hugging her coat tighter with a slight chill, she laughed at their antics. The falling snow only reminded her that Christmas was days away really and that campus would be closed for winter vacation even sooner which was something to look forward to. Then again, she nearly groaned at the thought of having to work Christmas Eve since she had been the one to volunteer for the shift that evening.Aside from working, it was not like she exactly had any other way to spend the holiday. Her father had invited her back home but she had gently refused since she knew they had plans of going somewhere and she really did not want to listen to her whiny step mother for the holiday. Between the twinkling lights on nearby trees and the falling snow, the campus itself held up a festive feel as she walked back towards her apartment for the night. Passing by one of the dorms, she swore that she recognized one of the figures moving out of the doors. Squinting and halting midstep, she felt like she was going insane. Kody? She asked, hoping that she was not going crazy. Standing there, waiting for a response, she could only imagine the embarrassment she would feel when the guy turned out to be a complete stranger. There was no way it was who she thought it was.

notes: got to get used to rping her :)

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[kody andrew price]

Business school wasn’t exactly where Kody had pictured himself just a few months ago. Upon graduating high school, Kody opted to take a break from school and focus on music against his father’s wishes. It had always been his father’s dream for him to become a business man, not his. No, Kody was a musician through and through, and a struggling one at that. For the past two years, Kody had gained popularity through his YouTube channel, but by no one really that important. But it was worth a shot right? A ton of big shots now a day’s got their name out through YouTube right? Well, he’d like to think so at least. It was hard, being “so good” according to YouTube viewers, yet here he was, still playing covers in front of his laptop on a weekly basis. It was disheartening really. A few months back, Kody enrolled in the community college in his town, just to try and play catch up before giving into his father’s wishes and applying to business school. His father didn’t have a preference when it came to what university his son attended so Kody chose strategically, for his own reasons. New York. The Big Apple. What better place to start a career?

He’d left home two days prior to today. Sure, it was an inconvenient time to move into the university, what with Christmas break in full swing, but he decided to take the opportunity to take winter classes as to, again, play catch up with his classmates. In all honesty, he couldn’t wait to get out of his house. He and his father didn’t have the greatest of relationships since his brother died, a tragic accident that was blamed on Kody when he was a sophomore in high school. It hadn’t been long after that that his father decided the family needed a new start and moved them away from the town that Kody had been born and raised in. It had been hard, being the new kid always sucked at first, but Kody was a personable guy and making friends always had come easy. Especially girlfriends, but that’s a different story. The fact of the matter is, moving to a new place, especially one as big as New York wasn’t going to be a challenge.

This was the day. The first day of a new life here in New York. The nerves were nearly nonexistent as he carried his suitcase into the lobby of the building he would call home for the semester. It was nothing fancy, a typical traditional dorm, although the building was quite old and elegant. Kody smiled as he rode the elevator up to the third floor and walked down the narrow hallway. Several of his floor mates waved as he passed the common area and proceeded down the hall to room 315 where he placed his suitcase upon the hardwood with a sigh. It was real. He was finally out of his house and out on his own to make it in the big city. He smiled to himself one last time before jogging down the stairs and out into the blustery, snowy air. He only made it a few steps before hearing his name. He paused, turning to face whomever called out to him and was shocked when his eyes met hers. “Des?” he said taking a few steps towards her as to verify her identity. Could it be? It took a moment but he knew it was her and instantly trotted the last few steps towards her and wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her into the air and hugging her. “Wh-a-a-a….” he could hardly get his words out, “What are you doing here? Do you go to school here? I haven’t heard from you in…” he pondered, not recalling the exact time he’d talked to her last. “You know what, it doesn’t matter. I just can’t believe, out of all people, I’d run into you here. Did my father send you to spy on me and make sure I’m behaving myself?” he said crossing his arms playfully as he raised a brow.

[desiree layne adams]

Des had not always been the girl with big city dreams and her head in the clouds, it was not until later on in her high school years that she had started to discover her passion for writing. She enjoyed movies and drama, things like that and now she was pushing to become a screen writer, just like so many other people did. They were reportedly a dime a dozen but she had to figure a way to make herself stand out from the rest of the world. She needed to find her signature if she was going to make it. For the longest time she had been debating a simple, practical job such as accounting but her father had been the type to support her to go in any direction she wanted. From there, she had started planning it out as best as possible, as well as having a back up plan, just as she had always been warned. On the opposite side of things, she also knew what it was like to be discouraged from chasing something she wanted. Her step mother adored stepping in and interfering with things.She loved to be a bubble buster and rain on Des' parade about practically anything. Though it did appear that she was supportive of the move to New York, only because it meant to get Des out of the house. They were both happy to be rid of one another, that was for sure but she still could not trust the heartless woman. Well maybe she was not that bad, Des would have just preferred someone a bit less materialistic for her dad. Though she had never been known to be cupid really.

When she had first thought it was Kody, she had only thought herself to be seeing things since she had not seen him in the longest time. She had never heard of him talking about attending university here either so it was not adding up entirely. Though when she did make the recognition, she could still not believe it. It'd been so long since she'd last seen him but she still recognized him, easily. Throughout high school, it had been evident that Kody's looks and charm were going from him, with the amount of girls that seemed to throw themselves at him. Of course Des was not oblivious to the fact that he was good looking as she was constantly reminded by other girls, it was more so that they had just grown up as friends, but nothing more.He had always been a little more short attention spanned when it came to girls and she always gave him a hard time about that as it was. Friends were all they had been and she was sure they ever would be.She could not refrain the small squeak that came from her at the unexpectedness of him lifting her from the ground along with still the shock of him just being there. She much preferred her feet being on the ground but nonetheless was hugging him as soon as she was back to standing on her own. He was definitely not the only one in disbelief at the moment as she was grinning at him with enthusiasm. It'd been what seemed like forever since the last time she talked to him, since she'd seen him. A long time. She murmured, though she could not help but agree with the fact that it did not matter at all. Yeah, I started a few weeks ago actually.And now apparently you are too? She asked, trying to think if she ever remembered him bringing up plans of going to New York.Eyes were rolled with a small laugh as she was then accused of being sent to spy on him. I was almost considering asking you the same thing... She remarked coyly. Gosh, I still can't wrap my head around it that you're here... Shaking her head, she bit her lip lightly. We definitely need to catch up sometime. Remarking thoughtfully, she paused. Did you just get here? Need some help? Trying to be of use instead of blabbering like a fool, she decided to stop herself from talking momentarily to give him a chance to breathe.

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