--OUT OF MY HEAD - OPEN

[TUCKER BRAXTON PHILP]

Tucker Philp walked out of class that morning, yawning. He was never one for morning classes, but when his report card from last year was seen by his father, he had a good talking to. He needed to pass his last year of high school if he ever wanted to see the college life. Yes, it was his mother and father who were going to pay for college. Even though they knew his lifestyle, they thought that putting him in religious studies would help him break out of that lifestyle. Oh, he could only imagine how they would react if they saw him now. That's the one thing he feared the most in life. Having his family show up unannounced. It was bad enough that he was sent to this darned school, he didn't need to be dragged away from it and put into a church for the rest of his life. Of course, Tucker still believed in God, but his views on him were completely different from other Christians.

Tucker looked up at the sun as he entered the outdoors. Finally an escape, a release. He had a spare class and would do what he normally did during this spare. He would go and sit in the empty field, roll a fatty and watch the football players practice. Throwing his long blonde hair over his shoulder, Tuck looked down at his handbag. He rummaged through it, pulling out a package of cigarettes and a lighter. Putting the cancer stick to his pale lips, Tucker lit the cigarette and inhaled fiercely. Exhaling, the young male started toward the field. As he was just about to take his first step, someone ran into him as if on purpose causing him to drop his cigarette.

"What the hell! Can't you watch where you're going, Fagot?" Yelled a gangly basketball player. Tucker knew this guy well. He wasn't the most popular guy around, but he liked to pick on Tucker to make himself look better in front of his friends. It was working.

All Tucker could do was frown, flip him the bird and pick up his smoke. Did this aggravate him? Of course. He hated Homo-Haters, but if he yelled something back, he would just be causing unwanted drama and attention for himself. Don't get me wrong, Tucker loved getting attention, just not that kind of attention.

He put the smoke back up to his lips and continued to suck on it. His green heels clicked and clacked against the cobble stone as he marched on. Again, the tall male rummaged through his handbag only to grab a small bottle of Vodka. He didn't care about drinking on campus, hell he came to school drunk most days. It was how he could study properly. Giggling like a princess, Tucker opened the small bottle and guzzled it down. It burned, but he didn't mind. The burn is what he loved the most. He threw the bottle into the trash by the parking lot and continued on his merry way.

He finally came to his usual spot. He unwrapped the scarf from around his neck and lay it in the grass. Looking around once more, he waited until the last of the football players were on the field before he sat down in a very sexual manner. He loved this. Why? The reason behind this was that he was a mysterious hot chick who sat down and smoked weed by the field. The boys didn't know that he was who he was. They couldn't see that far away. He grinned and crossed his legs, making sure he didn't poke out anywhere.

He searched for his cigarette package again and pulled out a cigarette look-a-like. Grinning to himself, Tucker put out the smoke and put the look-a-like between his index finger and thumb. He then took his lighter and lit the rolled paper until it burned smoothly. At this point, he brought the natural herbs to his lips and puffed away. As he exhaled, he coughed a few times. This was exquisite. As he puffed away, he didn't realize that there was someone lurking about.

WORDS! six hundred ninety one
STATUS! complete
TAGS! open
NOTES! i'm sorry this is kind of poopie
INSPIRATION! my friend carver.
CREDITS! Template By arro @ Caution!
Pic By PIC CREDIT GOES HERE
LYRICS! "Mine" by Taylor Swift

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[ELLYSE MARIE WILLIAMS]

This was a good morning for Ellyse, all mornings were. Why? Well, she had half of them (and half of the afternoons) off. You want to know why? Again? Alright, well this girl was able to gain enough extra credits to take half the senior year off. Yep, this was a pretty smart girl right here. Did she know this? Umm, obviously. Did she flaunt it? A bit. Use it? Now, that's just a stupid question, really, it is. She had the brains that most would envy to have, yet people didn't really know exactly how smart she was.

Three inch heels concealed her shorter than average height- mostly. They were black to match her designer outfit. A pale gold blouse was her top, the one with ruffles and a v-neck, you know? She wore a black skirt to go with it as well as a black necklace and earnings. Her bracelet? Well, it was a gold charm bracelet. On her shoulder was a leather bag that she took everywhere with her. Ellyse's red hair fell in large curls just passed her shoulders in that way that girls always try to achieve. Too bad she was cold to people most of the time. You know, she should really work on that.

With a flip of the hair she pushed open the door that trapped her inside and stepped out into the sunlight. She let the warmth envelope her for a bit before setting off again. She liked mornings like these particularly well. It was something about it that just put some spring into her step, made all the idiots just that more bearable. For the most part anyways, mornings still didn't stop people from pointing and staring at her. You see, the reason most people knew about her wasn't for her brains at all.

Anjelica and Robert Williams were her parents. Yes, Anjelica and Robert, the famous movie stars. She, Ellyse Williams, was their famous daughter. She sighed, every day was like this with all the whisperings. She honestly didn't even care about that, she rather be known for her intelligence, not her parents. It would be better for it to be for something she did, or who she is, not who her parents are. Sure, she was in a few movies as a baby, but did that really count? No, no it did not.

"What the hell! Can't you watch where you're going, fagot?"

There went her peaceful morning. Honestly, can't people have a bit of respect? No? Well. She looked over and saw Tucker and some kid from the basketball team. She couldn't remember his name, all she knew was tat he was an idiot. She watched as Tucker walked off and decided to do a bit of name calling of her own. Ellyse walked over to the boy and gave him a big slap on the cheek. The mark left behind was brilliant.

"You utter twat, can't you show a bit of decency? You know, if you know what the word actually means." The idiot looked at her with shock and amazement. He probably wasn't used to being stood up to. His friends were on the sidelines laughing at him. They stopped at her glare. Good, so they were a bit smarter than their buddy over here. With a 'hmph' and a flip of her hair she made her way after Tucker. She honestly didn't have any care about his sexual orientation. A lot of people thught it wa wrong since God never said anything about it in the bible, but she? She was an atheist.

"You should really stand up for yourself," Ellyse said to the blonde himself. That hair was to die for, it was longer than hers! She had followed him over to where he was currently sitting while watching the football players. His lips were currently smoking one of those death sticks. at his coughing she spoke again, "And you might want to stop doing that if you want to live a nice, long life."

WORDS! seven hundred
STATUS! complete
TAGS! Tucker and that idiot
NOTES! First post!!
INSPIRATION! Nothing.
CREDITS! Template Byarro @ Caution!
LYRICS! Colorado Sunrise by 3OH!3

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[TUCKER BRAXTON PHILP]

This was something that Tucker had heard often. He didn't care about living a long life, as long as he could live the one he was given. You see, Tucker enjoyed anthropology and the study of human behaviour. There was just something interesting in learning about how people acted in certain situations. We are like animals. We hunt in herds, women take care of their young until a certain age and we weren't meant to live past fourty. Way back when, we were even lucky to reach the age of thirty. Grinning at this young woman's comment, Tucker took another puff of his medicinal herbs and looked at the girl standing in front of him.

He cocked his head to the side as he did a double take. She was gorgeous. He didn't think he had seen someone with such beautiful features before. She had perfect red hair that seemed to beam brighter than the sun that day. It was unusual how pretty she seemed to be. Perhaps the weed had finally killed him and he had gone to heaven? Tucker poked himself in the thigh just to make sure. No, he was still alive. He cleared his throat before speaking.

"I don't defend myself because I know what kind of things that asshole is capable of and I would rather not get caught up in his stupid drama. Plus," he continued, "this won't kill me. If anything, these herbs will lengthen my life."

Tucker smirked at the girl and puffed again. He wasn't being rude or anything, not that he thought. He thought he was being quite nice. Just as he was about to open his big, obnoxious mouth again, Tucker caught the eye of a very cute football jock across the way. He waved to Tucker, making him giggle and wiggles his fingers back. There was always one of the boys smiling and waving at him, not knowing that he was male. Sometimes he knew that this was wrong, but he couldn't help it. He loved the attention. Tucker looked back up at the girl.

He knew her from somewhere, he was sure. Was it math class? Maybe AP Art? Well, he wasn't sure. All he knew was that he had a few classes with this girl last year. He thought himself rude for a moment.

"I'm sorry. I'm Tucker... And you are?" He asked, looking up at the flaming red head. He wasn't sure what her name was, he just knew that it would be a pretty name, just like her hair. As he scrunched his face and pushed up his sunglasses, he took another look at her. She was wearing a very nice pair of shoes. Those couldn't go over looked.

WORDS! five hundred
STATUS! complete
TAGS! ellyse
NOTES! i'm sorry this is kind of short! been busy lately next one will be better!
INSPIRATION! not much.
CREDITS! Template By arro @ Caution!
Pic By PIC CREDIT GOES HERE
LYRICS! "Mine" by Taylor Swift

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