-Last Summer-
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[OOC Thread]
The Friday sun bears down again,
As we drive with our friends,
And on these longest days, we spend,
All the time trying to pretend,
That our stories could be true,
Why dare to be cool?
The setting sun says the day is through,
If only we knew,
And we all sit round here, in our home town,
Listen to the waves as they all crash down,
And watch the fire, as it slowly burns away,
Glowing embers fly across the sky...
Here by my side, in the summer, our last summer,
The world passes by, in the summer, our last summer,
The light makes shadows fall, surrounded by each other,
Alive to watch it all, the view from our last summer,
The view from our last summer,
We trace the sun across the sky,
And we laugh till we cry,
Always so hard to say goodbye, (goodbye),
And we all sit round here, in our home town,
It's so good like this, these are times we'll miss,
The memories, I hope will never fade,
Glowing embers fly across the sky...
Lyrics taken from/RP inspired by Lostprophet's Last Summer
In the small, beachside town of Manhattan Beach, right next to Long Beach, Orange County, California, hundreds of people regularly make trips to Long Beach, or Los Angeles in the hopes of either getting a good job, or making it big. Some achieve their dreams of becoming superstars, others manage to content themselves with a good career in L.A.
In Manhattan Beach, on the last day of their Senior Year, as the sun dipped below the horizon, a group of friends made a pact; whether they made it big and achieved their dreams or not, they'd all keep in touch, they'd all remain friends, and they'd never change. The next day, they scattered to the four winds, and despite the pact, they lost touch with some of their friends, and every single one of them changed.
Four years later, all are back in their hometown, for some reason or another, and all have decided to meet up once again, on the exact same beach they made the pact on. But with all of them having changed so much, will they be the best friends they were before, or will that last summer be all that remains of their friendship?
- - - - - - - -
Juliet hadn't been home in so long. Four years was a long time to stay away, but she'd been gone because she thought it'd be easier to write somewhere else. And it had. The words had come more easily to her, and before long, she'd had a bestseller on her hands. And people were asking for more. She'd deliberately left a cliffhanger for her book, and now she was back in her hometowm for inspiration. The idea for The Kiss Of Dawn had come from spending hours every day on the beach, maybe the same would happen this time around.
It wouldn't have been the same with just her on her own, though; she'd gotten inspiration from all of her friends. In fact, most of her characters had similar personalities to her friends; or had. She knew some of them had to have changed; in fact the magazine lying on the passenger seat of her car showed that Adam had most definately changed. She hadn't heard great things about Noelle either, but she didn't know much about the rest. So when she'd decided to go home, she'd called or e-mailed the rest, asking if they were up for a reunion. She'd got enthusiastic responses from all of them.
Now, though, she had to navigate through the midday traffic, so she could get to the beach where they'd wasted their youth. That's where they agreed to meet. It took her about half an hour, but she made it. Parking the car, she climbed out of it, shielding her eyes until they got used to the summer sun. She was only wearing a short white skirt and light blue tank top, otherwise she would roast to death here; she had no idea how her brother managed to wear hoodies all the time.
Taking her shoes off as she stepped onto the sand, she wriggled her toes, enjoying the feeling of the sand under her feet; she hadn't felt it in a while. Holding the ballet flats in one hand, she walked towards the ocean, and let the cool water wash over her feet. God, it felt good to be home.
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[OOC Thread]
The Friday sun bears down again,
As we drive with our friends,
And on these longest days, we spend,
All the time trying to pretend,
That our stories could be true,
Why dare to be cool?
The setting sun says the day is through,
If only we knew,
And we all sit round here, in our home town,
Listen to the waves as they all crash down,
And watch the fire, as it slowly burns away,
Glowing embers fly across the sky...
Here by my side, in the summer, our last summer,
The world passes by, in the summer, our last summer,
The light makes shadows fall, surrounded by each other,
Alive to watch it all, the view from our last summer,
The view from our last summer,
We trace the sun across the sky,
And we laugh till we cry,
Always so hard to say goodbye, (goodbye),
And we all sit round here, in our home town,
It's so good like this, these are times we'll miss,
The memories, I hope will never fade,
Glowing embers fly across the sky...
Lyrics taken from/RP inspired by Lostprophet's Last Summer
In the small, beachside town of Manhattan Beach, right next to Long Beach, Orange County, California, hundreds of people regularly make trips to Long Beach, or Los Angeles in the hopes of either getting a good job, or making it big. Some achieve their dreams of becoming superstars, others manage to content themselves with a good career in L.A.
In Manhattan Beach, on the last day of their Senior Year, as the sun dipped below the horizon, a group of friends made a pact; whether they made it big and achieved their dreams or not, they'd all keep in touch, they'd all remain friends, and they'd never change. The next day, they scattered to the four winds, and despite the pact, they lost touch with some of their friends, and every single one of them changed.
Four years later, all are back in their hometown, for some reason or another, and all have decided to meet up once again, on the exact same beach they made the pact on. But with all of them having changed so much, will they be the best friends they were before, or will that last summer be all that remains of their friendship?
- - - - - - - -
Juliet hadn't been home in so long. Four years was a long time to stay away, but she'd been gone because she thought it'd be easier to write somewhere else. And it had. The words had come more easily to her, and before long, she'd had a bestseller on her hands. And people were asking for more. She'd deliberately left a cliffhanger for her book, and now she was back in her hometowm for inspiration. The idea for The Kiss Of Dawn had come from spending hours every day on the beach, maybe the same would happen this time around.
It wouldn't have been the same with just her on her own, though; she'd gotten inspiration from all of her friends. In fact, most of her characters had similar personalities to her friends; or had. She knew some of them had to have changed; in fact the magazine lying on the passenger seat of her car showed that Adam had most definately changed. She hadn't heard great things about Noelle either, but she didn't know much about the rest. So when she'd decided to go home, she'd called or e-mailed the rest, asking if they were up for a reunion. She'd got enthusiastic responses from all of them.
Now, though, she had to navigate through the midday traffic, so she could get to the beach where they'd wasted their youth. That's where they agreed to meet. It took her about half an hour, but she made it. Parking the car, she climbed out of it, shielding her eyes until they got used to the summer sun. She was only wearing a short white skirt and light blue tank top, otherwise she would roast to death here; she had no idea how her brother managed to wear hoodies all the time.
Taking her shoes off as she stepped onto the sand, she wriggled her toes, enjoying the feeling of the sand under her feet; she hadn't felt it in a while. Holding the ballet flats in one hand, she walked towards the ocean, and let the cool water wash over her feet. God, it felt good to be home.
