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Jamie Chapman

"And all of the mothers raise their babies to stay away from me."

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a character in “Skins: Secrets Out”, originally authored by partially-stars, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

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introverted || passionate || reserved || caring || protective

[ the storm || of mice and men ]

was i your knight in shining armour?
the apple of your eye?
or just a step, a fucking step, for you to climb?

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Full Name:
James Daniel Chapman
Nicknames:
Jamie
Age:
18
Sexual Orientation:
Bisexual
Occupation:
Works at the local animal shelter
Religion:
Agnostic
Heritage:
3/4 English, 1/4 French (his mother was half French.)
Ethnicity:
Caucasian
Birth Day:
11th November
Birth Sign:
Scorpio
Home Town:
Manchester
Languages:
English, somewhat fluent in French
School Year:
12
Character Role:
FC: Oliver Sykes







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determined || secretive || musical || hates confrontation || nostalgic

[ emergency || paramore ]

sometimes quiet is violent.

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Family Members:
Father: Thomas Chapman
Mother: Marie Kendall
Academic Career:
Jamie was a great student for his GCSEs, back when his home life was still somewhat studying. He received mostly B's, earning a C in math and an A in both music and French. However, shortly after his GCSE's is when his life went to hell, and his grades quickly dropped. He's averaging an A in music, but his grades swing wildly from B's to scraping a D in both French and psychology.
Future Plans:
Finally achieve happiness and stability.
Personality:
If you were to ask anyone about Jamie Chapman, the first word that they'd say would be quiet. He's not exactly one to go around talking to strangers or babbling for ages about whatever he did at the weekend- he much prefers to sit and listen. Many assume that, because of this, he has nothing to say- but he's rather the opposite. Jamie is a very passionate person. When you get him talking about something he really cares about, you can see exactly how intense he can be. While he's not the type of activist to go break animals out of labs or do anything destructive, he will be found at rallies, chanting with everyone else and ensuring that his voice is heard. When people say that all vegans are obsessive and try to force their beliefs onto others, they will be pointed to the quiet, reserved Jamie as a reminder that, no, that's not how they work. The majority of the time, he's quite chilled. He's the one laughing at the jokes as opposed to telling them, but that's something he's never minded. He's incredibly loyal and protective- almost overly so. He stays sober on nights out just so he knows that everybody can get home safely and that there's somebody to look after his drunken friends. On the nights that he's not there to do so, his mind will be occupied by them, wondering if they're safe.

However, perhaps wondering is the wrong word. In fact, if he's not there, it's only because something of huge importance came up that he couldn't avoid. And as soon as his mind is free, he'll be panicking, convinced that something is bad is going to happen to them. He'll be constantly texting them and will more than likely call them at least once. If he doesn't get a response, he'll panic, often leading to a full on panic attack. Panic attacks are only the tip of the iceberg of his problems. He's got major depressive disorder and panic disorder, both of which are undiagnosed. Because they are undiagnosed, the only medication he has is the alcohol stash under his bed. He swings from not touching alcohol for days to getting blackout drunk three nights a week. When he's sober, he occasionally suffers from suicidal thoughts, depending on how his mood is. His inability and unwillingness to talk about his problems doesn't help either. His relationship with his parents worsens it. His father was the only one to take Jamie's problems even somewhat seriously, and now he's out of the question. His mother refuses to acknowledge that he has a problem. Jamie learned years ago that talking to her won't get him anywhere. That only leaves his friends, and even just thinking about talking to them causes him to panic. The only time he really appears to be truly alive is on stage or playing music, and even his friends have remarked that he's a different person. He's not anxious. He doesn't hate himself. For however long that is, he can just be himself, minus the mental disorders.

Fears:
Due to his panic disorder, jumpscares have quite a strong effect on him. He's terrified of being alone and of forever being unhappy and depressed. He has an extreme hatred for heights as well.
Quirks:
Jamie usually has his sleeves pulled over his hands, and is constantly adjusting them. He stammers when anxious, which often only just worsens the problem. Whenever he's thinking about playing the piano, he does the action without thinking about it.
Hobbies:
He plays the piano and the guitar, although he's far better at the piano. Whenever he's not drunk or doing schoolwork, he's playing music, channelling his soul into them to distract himself. They're the only hobbies he's managed to keep up through his depression, although he used to play basketball.
Passions:
Jamie's quite passionate about animal rights and is a vegan for that reason. Music, however, has to be his biggest passion. It's the one thing that he's never lost passion for, even through his depression.
Bad Habits:
Drinking to deal with his problems, not talking about his problems and nail biting.
Guilty Pleasures:
Romcoms- on his sober evenings when he's alone in the house, he's been known to put one on and watch it in an attempt to feel better.
Likes:
Romcoms, metal music, rock music, his band, playing music, his friends, concerts, driving fast, feeling in control of himself, good days
Dislikes:
Heights, animal cruelty, cruelty in general, bad days, losing control, his mental health, his mother, panic attacks





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dependent || addictive personality || anxious || chilled || stubborn

[ far too young to die || panic! at the disco ]

and all of their mothers raise their babies
to stay away from me

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Face Claim :
Oliver Sykes
Height:
6'0"
Weight / Build :
Jamie is quite slim- not to the point of his health being at risk, but he is underweight. His frame was on the narrow side to begin with, so he's now quite slim.
Hair Colour:
Dark brown
Eye Colour:
Dark, warm brown
Other:
He has a number of tattoos already, despite the fact that he's only just old enough to have them. He has a semi colon on the small of his back- he knows this isn't exactly original, but he loves the idea. He also has "not the absence of fear, but the strength to face it" above his heart, and two stars and a flying silhouette on his right bicep as a subtle Peter Pan reference.







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loving || loyal || cautious || lonely || depressed

[ golden || fall out boy ]

to die, i think, would be an awfully big adventure

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History:
Jamie's childhood was perfectly normal, even though he was living with a recovering addict. His depression and anxiety weren't exactly evident as a child and so he was happy. His mother and his father loved each other very much and they loved him just as much. He got everything he needed and was never spoiled- but was never left wanting of anything. However, that changed as he hit his teens.

His depression started with self-image issues. His self-image swung from thinking he was too fat and needed to lose weight to not being strong or big enough. As time went on, it worsened into major depressive disorder. He started self-harming at fourteen, unable to find another way to handle it. His mother found out after almost two years, when he accidentally went too deep and ended up having to be brought to the emergency room. She freaked out, searching for any other explanation other than her son having a mental disorder. Even when his father said that he thought that Jamie should go to even just one psychiatrist appointment, she refused to listen to him. She proceeded to bring it up to manipulate Jamie and generally make him feel bad. That only worsened his panic disorder. His friends and music were his only salvation, keeping him somewhat sane. However, his crush on Bella didn't help, just confusing him and often making him more distressed.

His parents had been fighting a lot before his father relapsed, but that seemed to be the last straw. The only reason they didn't straight out divorce was because Marie was worried that doing so would lead to the worsening of both Jamie and her husband, finally starting to consider that her son wasn't just a moody teenager. It was hard to tell, however, as he was either asleep or at school during that particular time. She instead started to work longer hours at work and spending as little time in the house as possible, leaving Jamie to look after his relapsed father. The relapse was quite a major one, and he refused to go back to counselling.

It was around this time that Bella's boyfriend started becoming suspicious of Jamie. He manipulated Jamie into staying away, leaving Jamie with only one close friend. This, combined with his mother's behaviour and his father's relapse and refusal to recover, meant that Jamie's mental disorders continued to deteriorate. He discovered the appeal of alcohol but then discovered it's after effects, leading to his fluctuating relationship with alcohol. His unmedicated depression continued to deteriorate, his urges to relapse into self harm developing into suicidal thoughts and his sleep pattern starting to vary widely. His panic disorder deteriorated as well, leading to Jamie having panic attacks over what he considered to be small things.

Over the summer, he had to look after his father all day, everyday. A chest infection followed by a severe throat infection meant he had to go on vocal rest for fear of damaging his voice. Being unable to speak made things a lot harder and didn't help his depression. He reached one of his lowest points over the summer, where he was actually on the bridge, ready to climb over. He didn't want to do it at home, where his father could find him. But he made himself walk away and go home and get pissed and forget what he'd been considering. He just wants to get out of the house and go somewhere where he can recover in peace or even just get help without his mother interfering.

So begins...

Jamie Chapman's Story

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Character Portrait: Arabella Swift Character Portrait: Jamie Chapman Character Portrait: Ellie Wallace Character Portrait: Nate Carlile
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Thursday 3rd September – 11:30 AM – Home – Outfit

β€» Mood: Furious - Humiliated - Protected
β€» Listening To: Pink Floyd
β€» With: Jace
Arabella scoffed at her and rolled her eyes. "On occasions," She replied dryly avoiding the subject because it was true that Jamie was peculiar about drinking a lot of the time. "But I'll get him out don't worry," She laughed gently before telling her to do one when she started teasing. "I'm gonna stick around here till Lunch- gotta try and do some kind of work, missed the whole day yesterday," She sighed rolling her eyes at herself.

"Anyway fuck off- for the last time, I'm not fucking him nor am I going to besides- keep going and I've got more ammo on you thanks to the lovely Nate here than you do on me," She told her with a teasing smirk. "I'll see you later guys," She waved them both off and then put her earphones back in to work on everything she'd missed the day before and in fairness, she did genuinely seem to be putting the effort in to writing up the notes she'd missed which would shock most people considering who she was but Bella didn't care- doing a bit of work was kind of numbing her guilty conscience for completely taking the piss out of the college she was attending






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Friday 4th September –11: 08 AM– In The Street – Outfit

β€» Mood: Chilled – Light - Content – Upbeat
β€» Listening To: Way Away - Yellowcard
β€» With: Ellie
Nate laughed and patted Arabella's shoulder as he walked past on his way out after Ellie and he picked up his bag and then turned around to look at Ellie smacking her shoulder to get her attention. "Right look me in the eye- am I sober enough yet to get away with it?" He asked looking at her, stretching his eyes wide mockingly and struggling not to smirk at himself in amusement. "But nah seriously- am I gonna get done for it if I go? I don't wanna get caught again after the whole situation last month..." The situation he was referring to was how he started asking his Psychology teacher the conscience of humanoid creatures of less intellectual property than a homosapien and the whole thing got incredibly weird and in short, he got caught for being stoned on school property. In fairness, he got let off incredibly lightly but he wasn't going to risk that again and the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to kick himself for going out and smoking at all.

"Do I? Do I? Ellie, come on- do I?" He asked energetically running his hand through his hair thoughtfully trying to bring things into perspective. He didn't feel too far out of it anymore, in fact he felt more or less like his rarely sober self but the physical effects of being stoned always seemed to last longer than the mental ones.

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Friday 4th September –5: 08 PM– His Home– Outfit

β€» Mood: Chilled – Light - Content – Upbeat
β€» Listening To: Let's Kill Tonight - Panic! At The Disco
β€» With: No Present Company
Nate had just got home, after school he'd rushed out to buy a few things like deodorant and the new toothbrush he'd been trying to remember to buy all week and obviously- his all important hair gel since he wouldn't last a day without it. He walked into the house and smiled softly, Nate at heart was a really soppy, empathetic and sentimental person and he was grateful too because he was a really fortunate person, his Mother used to cook on TV before retiring to run her restaurant down on the other side of town, she'd recently got her 5 star rating and he'd never seen her so proud and happy and though his Mother and Father had never married (even after twelve years together) they lived together and his father being a dentist, they'd brought a beautiful house on the nice side of town and they all had spacious, modern rooms- they were lucky and Nate knew that despite growing up to be privileged all his life, he'd managed to maintain his down to earth and appreciative character. It was something his Mother would often gush about to his friends or to other family members. But smiling to himself at the thought of catching up with his family and playing with the dog for a bit, he let himself inside and walked into kitchen but was almost thrown back by the German Shepard that bounded on top of him. Nate laughed and hugged the creature patting it's head playfully.

"Hey boy- whatcha doing in the kitchen? Mum will kill you," He turned his head and noticed his Mum was in the kitchen cooking and obviously quite away of the dog and he snickered jokingly. "Ah- I see. You play the cold shoulder when Dad's around but he gets a free card the rest of the time?" He teased gently walking in and swiftly being bombarded by his Mother with kisses and hugs but above all, questions.

"How was your day honey? Please tell me you went to your classes for once," She teased fixing his hair but he swotted her hand away with a warning glare for which she then apologised smiling sheepishly.

"It was cool and yeah of course I went to class, I always do," He replied sarcastically but she only rolled her eyes. "Yeah- is it okay if Ellie joins us for dinner? I think she's going to get ready with me before we go out later, if that's still cool,"

"As long as your room is tidy," She told him pointing as if it made the comment more assertive but the encouragement was far from needed. Nate was an incredibly tidy and almost OCD guy, his books were organised alphabetically and his music was structured by alphabetical artist and then alphabetically by album or single name and his games were ordered chronologically but the series were also done alphabetically- he was incredibly conscious about those things and he was very peculiar about using coasters, it'd be an understatement to say he was extremely tidy. Not many people knew but his wardrobe was colour coordinated as where his school folders. So that was why, he laughed at her comment and nodded and stealing a muffin from the side he grinned at her.

"Always," He winked before waltzing out the door up to his room, the dog followed after him and then laid down under the radiator in his room as Nate put the muffin down and took down for a moment to take a breather. He got out his phone and sent Ellie a quick text.

To El:
Heeeeeeeeeeeeey, dinner is @ 5:30

To El:
So in other words, get your arse over here



And with that text he flopped down on his bed and decided to read for a while until dinner and then he'd get ready when he could abuse Ellie's gender in order to get outfit advice and often not at all constructive criticism.






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Thursday 3rd September – 5:00 AM – Street – Outfit

β€» Mood: Stressed - Anxious - Lonely
β€» Listening To: Wish You Were Here - Pink Floyd
β€» With: No One
Bella had only just started her walk home from school, she'd stayed till she got kicked out the library in order to avoid going home but on the walk home she passed Jamie's house like she did every day but she thought about her conversation with Nate and Ellie and this time, she didn't walk pass. She peered up at his window to see if he was there and then uncertain if he was or not, she walked up to the door and tapped it twice with a small tight fist. She text him a couple of times in the day, once to check if he was okay and again to ask him if he felt like coming out for the night but she got a reply to neither of those and was now at a point where she just wanted to hear him speak and say something.

She also really needed to talk to him about school but she was biding her time for that- she couldn't summon the courage nor confidence to bring up the topic with him. She'd pretend she'd deleted Jace's number and all his texts, tell him she'd broken up with him (and probably broken his nose too) and ask him to come out, as friends. She'd tell him she had her hour shift to do and then she'd come join him and Ellie and Nate for drinks afterwards and they could have a really fun night.

That's what she'd tell him.

She found herself checking her hair and her eye make-up in the reflection of the door and then frowned at herself for it. She wasn't supposed to care about that around Jamie but part of her did. She mentally slapped herself and she painted on a brilliant white smile as she looked and waited for someone to open the door.

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friday 4th september
at home





Jamie wasn't long awake when the knock came at the door. He didn't move from where he lay, waiting for his father to answer the door. After a minute or two had passed and he still hadn't answered it, Jamie rolled his eyes, rolling out of bed. He went to the window to see who it was and if it was worth answering, and was somewhat surprised to see Bella standing there. If she was going to yell at him, then she would have either stormed out of school to yell at him or would have called him to yell at him. He figured he was safe enough- for now, at least.

He pulled on his hoodie to cover his arms and headed downstairs, checking his phone as he did so. She'd sent him a few texts- further confirming that she wasn't pissed with him. They'd obviously come in while he was asleep, because he hadn't been aware of them at all. He just needed to really play the sick card with her so she'd believe him. Considering his mother had basically told him that he looked like shit, he felt like she'd believe him.

He opened the door, wrapping his free arm around his torso. "Hey," he said, feeling the first pangs of anxiety starting to burn in his stomach.


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friday 4th september
the street





Ellie had just left the house when Nate's text arrived. A letter from her methadone clinic had arrived, and she had an appointment with her doctor the following week. It was after school, though, so she wouldn't have to abandon Nate in class. He'd be glad for that.

To: Nate
I'm on my way! Some of us actually do some homework, you know.

She had her clothes for the night out in her bag, as well as a change of clothes for the following day and her handbag for the night itself. She was all set, and she was looking forward to it. It was going to be a good night, and she was planning on getting pretty drunk.

When she reached Nate's, she knocked at the door. Almost immediately, she could hear their dog barking at the door, waiting to greet her. She braced herself to be ambushed by the German Shepard when Nate opened the door.

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Thursday 3rd September – 5:00 PM – Jamie's – Outfit

β€» Mood: Stressed - Anxious - Lonely
β€» Listening To: Wish You Were Here - Pink Floyd
β€» With: Jamie
She plucked her earphone out of her ear and smiled at him with an energetic quality but that had been lost from her personality since the end of last year. "Hullo- so, since you failed to respond to my text messages, as punishment I'm taking away your choice but to come out with myself, the lovely Ellie and the less lovely Nate and quite frankly- I need to get pissed but I don't trust Nate or Ellie to make sure I don't get myself into trouble within the process of that, and I'd like to hang out with my favourite human being so pretty please, come out with us?" She rambled without giving him a chance to interject because she knew he'd talk his way out of coming and she really wanted the opportunity to spend some time with him, just so they could have laugh because she was sick of everyone being so miserable lately and she knew she was just as guilty as everybody else but she couldn't stand it- she cared about him too much to let him wallow in his moods, that's why she'd swung for Jace's nose. She really wasn't prepared to let people bring him down anymore and let him feel shitty all the while and she could see it, he put on a good show but Arabella wasn't stupid her sixth sense was as hyper intellectual as she was and if she put the time into school, she'd make one hell of a psychologist one day but she didn't and her options were quickly disappearing.

"What do you say? You can grab some clothes- get ready with me at mine because my Mum's at work and obviously step-dad is long gone, so we can get ready and go meet them there. I promise it'll be fun and if you're having a shit time, I'll even pay for your cab," She promised him gently, desperate to persuade him to come out with them for a bit.






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Friday 4th September –7:10 PM– His Home – Outfit

β€» Mood: Chilled – Light - Content – Upbeat
β€» Listening To: Let's Kill Tonight - Panic! At The Disco
β€» With: Ellie
When he heard the door bell he rushed to get the door before his Mum did but she stopped him in his track at the staircase.

"Nate, tell me one thing. What's going on with you and Ellie?" She asked curiously. "Are you guys...y'know..." Nate cringed and shook his head.

"No Mum, now please- not now and actually, not ever. That was about the cringiest thing you've ever said," He told her before swinging on the bannister on his way down the stairs to answer the door and predictably the dog bounded affectionately towards Ellie and Nate greeted with her boyish grin. "Ellie!" He chimed childishly. "Welcome back to the mad house," He joked softly before whistling lowly so the dog would relent from licking Ellie and walk obediently to Nate's side.

Nate's Mum smiled fondly at Ellie and chuckled, before instinctively apologising for the dog even though Ellie had been round thousand of times and knew exactly what to expect from the loving and affectionate hound. "How are you dear? Feels like we haven't seen you for ages," She chimed warmly but when Nate arched his brow at her she refrained from irritating the two. "Oh I'm sorry- I'm embarrassing Nate aren't I dear? I'll go be middle aged on my own," She joked dramatically dismissing herself after Nate rolled his eyes at her antics.

"I'm sorry. Though I guess you must be used to it by now. I swear she loves you more than me," He told her before leading the way casually upstairs and holding all the doors for her as he always did.

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friday 4th september
at home





With the speed Bella took into talking, he mustn't have looked as shit as he felt. Either that or she was choosing to ignore it. He knew straight away that he wasn't going to get a word in edgeways, so he just leaned against the door and let her speak. He really didn't feel like going out- he just wanted to keep sleeping. He felt better after those extra seven or eight or whatever hours of sleep, and he didn't want to ruin that.

But Bella seemed to really want him to come out. And he didn't particularly trust Ellie or Nate to look after her- not after the week she'd had. They'd probably all end up passed out drunk somewhere, or do something stupid, or both. As she talked, he realised that she must have been in school- and she must have known. But she wasn't saying or doing anything.

He opened the door wider to let her in. "Alright, I'll come out with you. But let me get dressed first, I only got out of bed to let you in," he said, stepping back and closing the door behind her.


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nate's house





And sure enough, as soon as she opened the door, the German Shepard was on top of her, being its usual over-friendly self. She just laughed at him, but was glad when Nate whistled to get him off of her.

"If this is the madhouse, then god knows what my house is," she replied, grinning at him. "And hello, Mrs. Carlile! Yeah, it feels like ages since I was last round. I've missed your cooking!" She said, ignoring Nate's comment. She never minded any of this- she was used to it.

"Well, that's not hard- I'm just naturally lovable," she said, shrugging a little and nudging him. "You, on the other hand..." She winked at him, charging ahead to his bedroom. It was as familiar as her own bedroom. She'd spent so much time here, she knew where everything was. She threw herself down on the bed, spreading herself out so there wasn't any room for him to even sit down. She grinned at him from that position.

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Friday 4th September –7:15 PM– home– Outfit

β€» Mood: Chilled – Light - Content – Upbeat
β€» Listening To: Way Away - Yellowcard
β€» With: Ellie
Nate rolled his eyes at Ellie and his Mother but it did bring a genuine smile to his face, Ellie was his best friend and Nate was a total 'Mummy's boy' so as sad as it was, it did genuinely lighten his mood to see them both getting along together and chatting away not that he ever cared to admit but he figured they probably worked it out- he was as soft as butter and that was no secret. Nate scoffed dramatically flailing his arms and pretending to be hurt by her comment and creating a big gesture with his hands. "Hey, that was uncalled for," He told her and before holding her gaze for a moment cockily and winking at her after uttering the words; "You know you love me," teasingly before sticking his tongue out at her childishly and flopping down into his desk chair since he'd stolen his entire bed.

"Jumping in to my bed as usual then Els," He joked before pretending to cover himself from abuse half expecting her to jump up and punch him for the crude sense of humour but he was only doing it to wind her up a little, it's what they always did. He spun in his desk chair for a moment to face his desk and he neatly tucked his satchel under the desk folding the strap so it was piled perfectly in order without any fault.

Turning again, his eyes ran analytically over his room to check for flaws and short comings but it was as immaculate as ever and he grinned happily. "For a stoner, professional procrastinator and hard core gaming womanizer," He listed theatrically with a joking smirk. "I'm good at hiding my slothfulness,"







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Thursday 3rd September – 5:00 PM – Jamie's – Outfit

β€» Mood: Stressed - Anxious - Lonely
β€» Listening To: Wish You Were Here - Pink Floyd
β€» With: Jamie
She smiled in victory and followed himself inside and as the stood in the hall she looked up at him, her expression calming from the eccentric energy to something very honest and genuine. "Hey," She uttered to keep his attention for a second. "Thank you," She added in a quiet tone of voice offering up a light but sincere smile alongside her words. She followed him inside pulling her long unruly curls down one shoulder as she followed him inside. "And, I'm sorry I woke you up. That was kind of shitty of me and I'm sorry but I'll make up for it- that's a vow," She told him trying to brighten his mood because she knew- she could see he felt pretty bad and she'd admit he looked it to but she wanted to turn that around, there wasn't a person in the world who meant more to her so she'd made it her mission for the evening to get a genuine laugh and smile out of him before the night was over. She just wanted him to know that even though things had suddenly gotten really weird and complicated, she was still there- she wasn't going to run away or abandon him, even if the rumours were true she was going no where but Bella had never been too amazing with her words when it came to her emotions and honesty about herself and her feelings, so she avoided it and instead plotted a way of showing rather than telling.

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friday 4th september
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Jamie shook his head, grinning at Bella. "Bella, I'm joking. I was awake before you came over. But, to make up for making me get out of bed, you can buy me a drink tonight," he teased gently. "C'mon, I need to get dressed," he said, turning and heading back up the stairs. Luckily enough, his room wasn't in too much of a state, and all evidence of last night's meltdown had been tidied up once it was over. Just in case his parents had wandered in.

He retrieved a clean pair of jeans and a t-shirt from his closet and slung them over my arm. "I'll get changed in the bathroom. Make yourself at home, and try not to fall over the extension lead," he said, heading back out to the bathroom. As he was getting changed, he caught sight of his reflection in the mirror. The cuts on his arms and legs, old and new, stood out starkly against his skin. Even those which had faded to white scars stood out from his skin. They were ugly and further confirmation that nobody else could ever see them. He continued to get dressed, wanting to have them covered up as soon as possible.

Once he was done, he headed back out to his bedroom, where he leaned against the wall. "You're seriously going back to that house after what she did to you?" He asked. That wasn't just a slap- that was full on assault, and Jamie hated the thought of Bella living in that environment any longer.


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At his comment about her jumping into his bed, Ellie didn't react. She waited until he'd made the comment about his cleanliness, before hurling one of his pillows at his head. She smirked at him, sitting upright and crossing her legs. "Professional womaniser my ass. We all know I'm your one and only," she teased. She'd thought about how Nate having a girlfriend would make her feel, and the only thing she could say was... complicated. She didn't like the thought of it, but she didn't want to think too hard about why.

Sometimes, she felt bad about keeping secrets from Nate- about her constant fear of everyone she loved dying, about her dodgy eating habits- and especially about the whole methadone thing. But the thought of somebody knowing that much about her scared her. Nate was her best friend, and she was pretty damn sure that he wouldn't tell anyone or use it against her- but the thought of it still made her uneasy. She was sure that he had his secrets too, and that was how she justified all of her secrets.

"So, what's your mom cooking for dinner?"

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Thursday 3rd September – 5:00 PM – Jamie's – Outfit

β€» Mood: Stressed - Anxious - Lonely
β€» Listening To: Wish You Were Here - Pink Floyd
β€» With: Jamie
She laughed gently when she realised he'd been kidding and caught herself in the act of approaching the extension lead when he made his comment and made a perfect 'o' shape with her mouth as she dramatically stepped over it before she shrugged off his comment. "I promised you a drink anyway so, first round is on me," She told him brightly running her hand through her hair to keep it from her eyes. Whilst Jamie was in the bathroom, she tumbled into the same chair she always curled up in and lazed around on when she came over- same chair, same place and she always seemed to throw her legs over the left arm so she could see everything going on in the rest of the room. The exact same thing every time it was a natural habit but she didn't consider it a bad one.

She'd been pinching the skin of her arm as he walked in, frowning at one little was left. She hadn't noticed the weight loss happening over the summer but she could tell now, there was basically nothing to pinch and her clothes didn't fit the way they used to, everything seemed to hang slightly on her slender frame. She sighed and then stopped herself, quickly letting go of her arm as she heard Jamie behind her.

Her expression fell slightly and she bit her tongue, staying quiet for longer than she should have whilst she picked her words. "I have little choice Jamie...I have no other family, My Dad- fuck knows who and where he is, I've got no money- I have a job but I'd have to leave college to fund myself enough to pay rent and you're the only friend I've got in this godforsaken town. After college I'm on the first train out of this shit hole but till then I'm fucked. It's not abnormal anyway- she's been unloving and sour since I was born, she's been violent since I was 16, it's only become a big deal now because I couldn't hold it together. It doesn't atter anymore now than it did then- I just need to finish college," She mumbled defensively. She didn't like talking about this, she didn't like having to tell him the miserable details of her life- she didn't want sympathy or for him to feel bad, that's why she never told him much about it but she couldn't gloss over it anymore. There were bruises on her neck and stitches in her flesh- she couldn't turn into make believe anymore. It was real. She was talking about it and that made it feel all too real to her. "I swear- with you not around in the summer, the only reason I smiled for the whole what three four months I didn't see you was marijuana but it's fine. It's all fine. Can we just get to mine so I can put a dress on and then get out? She'll be at work if we get there before the hour is up,"







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Friday 4th September –7:10 PM– His Home – Outfit

β€» Mood: Chilled – Light - Content – Upbeat
β€» Listening To: Let's Kill Tonight - Panic! At The Disco
β€» With: Ellie
He laughed and caught the pillow she chucked at him, admittedly surprised he'd gotten away his bed joke but he just tossed the pillow back at her playfully and grinned teasingly at her; "Of course you are Ellie my darling," He replied faking a posh voice but being as well spoken as he was it was hard to find much of a difference between the two tones. He smiled at her and then as soon as she'd sat up, he hurled himself onto the bed and took his rightful place next to the bed post leaning against the wall it ran parallel too. "It looked like Carbonara from what I saw, so no complaints from me," He announced with his usual boyish smirk as he rest his hands under the back of his head leaning back and relaxing as he kicked his shoes off and then used his feet to poke the two shoes to lay next to each other as neatly as he could manage without getting up, side by side- he smiled half proud of his effort and then relaxed again looking over at Ellie with a soft and dopey expression.

He almost envied Ellie, she was so clever, likable and calm- she made it look easy as if it came naturally to her, what 'it' referred to he wasn't totally sure but she had that quality and he admired it, being the unintelligent, dorky and hyperactive weirdo he was- he'd always wandered how they could be so polar in some aspects of their character but still click and get on so well all the while. He appreciated it though, there probably wasn't anything he appreciated more than his relationship with Ellie and one thing, many people would have to give him credit for is that he didn't take his friends, relative or circumstances for granted- he was always incredibly down to Earth even if he was a bit of an air head.

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It wasn't all fine, and Jamie knew that. He'd abandoned her, all while he thought he'd been protecting her. If she'd been to school, she had to have found out. But she wasn't saying anything, and he wished she would. He was constantly waiting for her to say something.

"Alright, just let me grab a change of clothes and we can go," he said, going back to his closet. He retrieved his school bag and emptied its contents onto the floor, shoving a pair of jeans and a shirt into it, along with a clean pair of Vans. "So, did I miss anything at school? Anything happen while I was gone?" he asked casually.


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nate's house





Even as Nate lay back on the bed, he had to leave his shoes standing together. She rolled her eyes, but grinned nonetheless. She moved to sit beside him. "One of these days, I'm going to sneak in here and completely upend it. And then hide in your closet or something to see your reaction," she teased, smirking at him. They were two sides of the same coin, her and Nate. She'd never had this kind of relationship with anyone else, and she didn't think she ever would. She was pretty sure that they'd end up in the same nursing home, Nate still smoking weed, and her still determined to mess up his stuff as much as possible.

"So, how many clubs are we going to try and hit tonight?" She asked. She wouldn't consider it a good night unless they made it to at least three. There were some nights when the only reason they'd gone home was because nowhere else was letting anyone in, so they'd stayed up to watch the sun rise.

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Thursday 3rd September – 11:30 AM – Home – Outfit

β€» Mood: Furious - Humiliated - Protected
β€» Listening To: Pink Floyd
β€» With: Jace
Bella nodded and at his question, her lips raised into a small smirk and she looked at him with a very typical Arabella expression glowing on her face- an expression of mischief, pride and amusement. "Oh you missed quite a bit actually but I'm sure social media will make sure you know but to spare you the pain of scrolling. I slapped Jace," She started and then paused for a moment opening her mouth and closing it again before saying; "And I..." She bit her lip looking up at him as if she was trying not to laugh- it was bad, she knew that but Bella found every act of her defiance entertaining- no matter what, she was a vengeful person and a fighter at heart, so yes- she did to a degree find it enlightening to know she'd smashed up Jace's nose. She was aware she should feel guilty but she honestly felt nothing.

"Punched him...in the face," She mumbled quickly as if she were trying to brush over the subject as quickly as possible. "And let the entire common room know about his dirty cheating habits and lack of morality," She explained running her hand through her wind swept hair and looking over at him to study his reaction.




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Friday 4th September 5:05 PM– In The Street – Outfit

β€» Mood: Chilled – Light - Content – Upbeat
β€» Listening To: Way Away - Yellowcard
β€» With: Ellie
"I'd cry Ellie. I'd fucking cry and I'd much prefer we didn't test that theory. I'm slightly OCD okay? Embrace it or face it, I don't care but do not mess up my bedroom," He told her jokingly grinning from ear to ear dopily over at her as he listened to her question considering it for a moment and then laughing softly- that was such an Ellie thing to ask, how many clubs? He loved that about her, it was just a random spontaneous night out, they'd barely told their parents what was going on and her main concern was how many clubs they'd hit. He thought that were was something marvellously brilliant about that.

"Well- let's play a game, you me, Bella and Jamie, let's see how many we can get kicked out of. But we can't get kicked out from where Bell works- reputations and it'd be kinda harsh on her but after we leave there, mission is to get kicked out- winner is responsible for the most enforced exits and the loser has to do a forfeit decided by previously mentioned winner. So in answer to your question, as god damn many as we possible can do," He told her light heartedly leaning besides her casually with a bright smile on his lips and upbeat expression.

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He wasn't totally surprised to find out that she slapped Jace- but finding out that she'd ratted him out to the entire common room and punched him in the face was a surprise. Not that he hadn't had it coming- had Jamie been braver, he would have done it himself. He stared at her and shook his head. "Is that all?" He said sarcastically. "I miss one day and I miss that. Typical," he continued. But he knew that he needed to say it- it had been on the tip of his tongue ever since she'd turned up.

"You heard, then." He hoped the sudden change in his voice would tell her exactly what he meant. He needed to face this. He needed to find out how she felt so he knew exactly how drunk he needed to get tonight to wipe it all from his mind. He needed to know if staying around her was a good or a bad idea. Because while he hated the thought of abandoning her, he was terrified that he'd end up removing himself from all of their lives forever.


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nate's house





She nodded at his proposition. "That sounds like an excuse to get roaringly drunk, and I am so up for that. And no, it wouldn't be fair to Bella to get thrown out of her workplace. But after that, there ain't gonna be no holding me back. I also challenge you to shots- whoever chickens out first or gets pulled away first has to do a forfeit of the other's choosing."

She'd never done it with Nate, but she'd done it with others, and she always won. She held her liquor well. That unfortunately meant that Nate was more likely to get thrown out more than her, but if she won the shots, then they'd both have to do the forfeit, and it was an even playing field. "But just you and me, because Jamie's the type of guy I wouldn't want to see off his face. God knows what kind of drunk he is," she remarked.

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Thursday 3rd September – 5:30 AM – Home – Outfit

β€» Mood: Surprised - Intense - Nervous
β€» Listening To: Pink Floyd
β€» With: Jace
"Yeah. He had it coming and the way he spoke to me, honestly I got so mad I couldn't believe it and it just happened but I wouldn't take it back- hell I'd do it again if I had to. He's such a fucking ars-" She stopped in the middle of her ramblings at his question and she heard the tone in his voice and wasn't sure how to comprehend it or understand how he felt. It was a serious tone and Bella being Bella, she wasn't sure how to handle serious.

"Yeah," She uttered softly but not awkwardly, angrily or bitchily- just gently like she was still trying to process it. She wasn't sure why he'd brought it up now, if it was so he could chicken out of going out with that excuse or if he could, she couldn't even think of many ideas why he'd asked now but she'd known he would and it made her stomach roll with anxiety because she didn't understand her feelings. Admittedly, she was always more than happy to see him, she cared about him more than anybody else, she cared what he thought about her (which couldn't be said for anybody else) and sometimes she did find herself flustered and confused but she didn't know what that meant or how to say it or what he would more importantly think when she said it. Then something crossed her mind and it was something she had to clarify before she completely humiliated herself- "Is it true Jamie?" She asked gently.






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Friday 4th September 5:05 PM– In The Street – Outfit

β€» Mood: Chilled – Light - Content – Upbeat
β€» Listening To: Way Away - Yellowcard
β€» With: Ellie
[font=Garamond]"You'll absolutely trash me though, I smoke, I don't drink- I'm such a light weight," He groaned jokingly but being the competitive, irresponsible and playful guy he was, he did nod at her challenge and found himself signing up for what would leave him feeling like absolute hell tomorrow morning. "Ok- I'll do shots with you," He told her after a while.

He listened to her talk about Jamie and though he didn't totally get where she was coming from, he did nod gently with her and agreed. "Yeah okay Ells- you and me and god knows how many shots, sounds like a plan, it also sounds like a hangover but I think I can recall last time I was hungover either you or my Mum made me bacon so it'd be totally worth it," He told her with a slight chuckle.

"Anyway onto far more important matters Ellie darling," He called mockingly grinning at her. "I need your beautiful wardrobe advice because for all my OCD symptoms, I'm physically incapable of coordinating my clothes," He admitted running his hand through his hair once swiftly, smoothing it over to one side a bit but it didn't seem to work out how he was trying to make it because it just stood up on ends into the static mess he'd been trying to calm.

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He finally had to face it. The thing that had caused so many panic attacks, caused so many of the cuts on his arms, had kept him awake for so long. And now, here he was. Staring it in the face. He could lie. He could tell her it was a lie made up by Jace, because he was jealous or some shit like that. But he couldn't. Because that would only be putting things off. He couldn't do this for any longer.

He sat down on his bed, hoping to hide the shake in his hands and his legs. And then he nodded. He felt himself tense, waiting for her reaction. Waiting for her to start screaming at him, for her to leave and slam the door, for her to laugh at him. Everybody always said that telling somebody a secret was like a weight off of their chest- but this just felt like another weight on his shoulders, forcing him down. Because how could she ever feel the same? Why would she ever want somebody like him? She liked guys like Jace, who were confident and powerful and everything he wasn't.


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nate's house





She grinned at the mention of a hangover. However she was feeling in the morning, he would be feeling a hell of a lot worse. "I'll force feed some water into you, so it's not so bad. Or, well, I'll try."

As he asked for her help in assembling an outfit, she sat up. "Oh, now we're talking. We should totally try and coordinate, we'll slay everyone else," she said, getting to her feet and retrieving her dress from her bag. She didn't let him see the inside of the bag though, for fear that the state of it would actually make him have a stroke. She had a tendency to just throw everything in and hope for the best. She quickly pulled out the rest of her outfit, before frowning a little.

"On second thoughts, seeing as mine is all black, if we both go all black, we'll look like we're going to a funeral, not on a night out. Right, start showing me options and I'll tell you what I think."

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Thursday 3rd September – 5:30 AM – Home – Outfit

β€» Mood: Surprised - Intense - Nervous
β€» Listening To: Pink Floyd
β€» With: Jace
The long pause between his response had confirmed it enough for Bella already but it took her even longer to take in the truth than it'd taken him to admit. She opened her mouth to speak but her lip quivered with anxiety and she couldn't. She felt relieved and elated because all her confused, blurred but affectionate and complicated emotions came into place- it was true. He really did... Part of her couldn't breathe and she was too nervous to speak but she moved over next to him and knelt on the bed before wrapping her arms around him and hugging him tightly, she wasn't quite sure why she did it was incredibly impulsive but impulsiveness was the core of Bella's being and something she'd never learnt to fight. "I...I never thought you would," She admitted quietly stumbling over her words in a manner you never would have heard before, not for Jace or anyone because the truth was she'd never loved him- she'd barely even liked him and she'd admitted that to Jamie a couple of times before but any other thought had evaporated from her mind.

She buried her head in his shoulder just trying to take everything in and letting it sink into his mind that he cared that the reason for all herself doubt and that constant desire to stick out from the crowd to him and be there for him wasn't misplaced or wasted.




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Friday 4th September 5:05 PM– In The Street – Outfit

β€» Mood: Chilled – Light - Content – Upbeat
β€» Listening To: Way Away - Yellowcard
β€» With: Ellie
He laughed softly and grinned at her happily. "Please do. Ignore everything I say to argue it, don't listen to me- just make me drink water, even if you have to pin me down or something- because I'm too hangover prone to make it out alive without water," He joked although he was actually being quite serious about the matter. "Seriously though," He added quickly.

He nodded in agreement. "That is true- I'll accent whatever I wear with black but I like the dress, it's very Ellie," He told her with a genuine smile as he walked to his wardrobe and went through it. Most of his clothes were more casual than smart considering his personality but he was still stumped. "Ellie...help," He squeaked. "Are jeans acceptable? I was considering my black pair but I didn't know if you'd kill me or not because I always wear them but fuck- I can't coordinate," He groaned dramatically.

He flicked through his t-shirts, not even considering any of his many Green Day shirts for fear Ellie would slaughter him for being so casual and boyish but he wasn't used to thinking about his outfits- he always just went for jeans or some kind of trousers with a t-shirt and a jumper to throw over it, a lot the time he wore shirts and jumpers- that was kind of his typical thing but he had never been good at getting ready to go out, it felt like there was so much more pressure and Nate was just notorious for over thinking and he sighed and gave Ellie a pointed expression as if to say; 'see how useless I am?

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The physical contact was oddly reassuring. She didn't hate his guts. She still cared about him. Even as badly as he'd treated her, she still cared. Hearing her stumble over her words was strange- he was so used to seeing her being smooth and good with her words- but yet here she was. He was seeing sides of Bella that he'd never seen before. He couldn't answer her, though. How could he? What did one say to that?

The longer she kept up the hug, the better he felt. He didn't want to move. Her face in his shoulder felt good, and for once, he felt himself relaxing. It was finally out in the open. The thing he'd feared for so long was over and it had ended well. He could hardly believe it. He moved his arm to wrap around her shoulders.

But he knew they couldn't stay there forever. So eventually, he removed his arm. "Bella, we should go if we want to be at yours before your mother comes home," he said gently.


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nate's house





She rolled his eyes at his frustration, going over to his closet. "Jeans are okay, seeing as I'd say the only other pair of trousers you own are probably for a suit, and maybe not even then. Jesus, Nate, you wear a lot of t-shirts," she remarked as she searched his closet. "Don't you own any shirts that aren't t-shirts? Aha!" She produced a white shirt from the closet, holding it up beside him. "Hm, that's a contender. Seriously, though, you don't even have any jackets you could put on over a shirt to dress it up a bit. Boy, we need to go shopping together some time."

"That white shirt is still a bit formal. Here, check your own closet. Do you own any shirts that aren't white or t-shirts? Or even like, a leather jacket or something?" She asked, flopping back on the bed.

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Thursday 3rd September – 5:30 AM – Home – Outfit

β€» Mood: Surprised - Intense - Nervous
β€» Listening To: Pink Floyd
β€» With: Jamie
She stayed there for a long while perfectly calm and content in his company and she welcomed the arm he put around her the warmth reminded her everything was real and genuine. She pulled away from him as he spoke and sat straight nodding softly. "Yeah, we ought to hurry come to think of it," She mumbled softly bouncing onto her feet and offering him a hand up onto his feet. "I'll get changed there and then we can go straight away, I'll be quick," She promised gently and it was true, Bella was probably the only girl in the world who wore dresses and make-up but could be ready and done within ten minutes- she was as straight to the point as she was with her clothes as she was with everything she ever did.

She couldn't help but softly smile, she felt like she finally had a reason to and it showed in her expression. She was still almost in disbelief but she was more than happy and quite content and even more excited for their night out, she was up on her feet and all smiley which was weird for Bella but probably not a bad thing.

"I think I might wear something more colourful than usual tonight," She thought out loud casually. "Break the mould y'know," She added thoughtfully.




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Friday 4th September 5:05 PM– In The Street – Outfit

β€» Mood: Chilled – Light - Content – Upbeat
β€» Listening To: Way Away - Yellowcard
β€» With: Ellie
[font=Garamond] "I have shirts too- they're just folded in my drawers. I'm paranoid to wear them in case I stain them but we do need to go shopping- I'm useless at this stuff," He admitted before walking over to his drawers and looking at his shirts thoughtfully searching for one more casual than the one Ellie was still holding. "I don't have a leather jacket but I think I still have a denim one in there- is it on the left by the blue stuff? It should be," He told her turning his head to look over at her. "Would that do?" He asked her. "Or I've got that burgundy wool thing- I could wear that over a shirt..." He suggested dumbly.

He ran his hand through his hair again, clearly grew more agitated by how scruffily it was sitting but he couldn't be bothered to put gel in it yet because when he went down for dinner he could count on his Mother to ask who he was trying to impress or whatever. He did not want that, not in front of Ellie it'd just be embarrassing.

He didn't even want to think about dinner, his mother and Ellie got on well but his mother was a big believer in the humiliation of sons- she'd rip him apart just because Ellie was there to witness it and she knew Nate wouldn't argue back to her or Ellie. He sighed softly and turned to go sit down on the bed voting to trust Ellie's choice instead. "Ellie, my fate is in your hands. I can't do this," He told her childishly.

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He didn't think he'd ever seen her smile like that. Even though he knew it was because of him, his mind struggled to fully comprehend that. He'd been telling himself for so long that he could never make people happy, that he could only cause harm. But here she was. Smiling because of him.

"We can just grab your stuff and come back here to get changed, if you'd prefer. And you can stay here tonight if you want. My parents won't mind." His parents wouldn't be likely to notice. He was doing okay, he'd last the night without having a meltdown. He wished that she could stay here, stay away from that woman- but that meant letting her in fully. That meant letting her see the meltdowns, the panic attacks, the self harm, the drinking... It meant her finding out about his parents. And as selfish as the whole thing made him feel, he couldn't let her in that much. Because his demons would make her run, and then he'd be alone.

Even when he felt happy, the depression and anxiety were lurking at the edges, reminding him that this wouldn't last. He'd still end up alone, he'd still end up hating himself. But for now, he could ignore it. Somewhat.

"Bella Swift not wearing black? Dear god, I should call the media," he remarked.


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"See, Nate, this is why you need to stop smoking so much weed," she said, rolling her eyes. But she grinned at him so he'd know that she was teasing. She knew that he was probably already worried about dinner, and he didn't need her teasing him any more.

She pulled the denim jacket out of the cupboard, examined it and laid it down on the bed. It wasn't too bad, but not quite right. She turned to his shirt drawer and examined its contents, doing her best not to disrupt his system. She found a short sleeved white shirt and tossed it to him. "Put that on, with the jeans and that jacket you wore to school the other day. The one I complimented. And then tomorrow, we're going shopping, regardless of how bad your hangover is. Think of it as punishment for such bad dress sense," she teased.

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Thursday 3rd September – 5:30 AM – Home – Outfit

β€» Mood: Surprised - Intense - Nervous
β€» Listening To: Pink Floyd
β€» With: Jamie
She looked at him with a grateful expression; "Thanks Jamie, that'd be cool but only fi you're totally 100% sure you don't mind and it's okay. I can get changed at mine- I'll have enough time but if I could stay, just so I can save a row with her- I'd genuinely really appreciate that," She told him a soft and genuine tone as she stood up and brushed off her shirt where she'd noticed a slight crease.

She laughed gently at his comment and shrugged her shoulders lightly. "I'm feeling it, I'll still wear some black of course- god, I'd die before someone put me in an all colour outfit," She scoffed jokingly grinning over at him as she mentally went through her wardrobe thinking of things she could wear, trying to think of something at least half flattering and something she didn't normally wear. That was one thing Bella hated about herself, when it came to her style with her make-up and clothes she got too comfortable in wearing the darkest shades, heavy eye shadow and natural hair- maybe she ought to jazz it up some time soon and that's what she decided to do and the fact they were going out gave her the perfect excuse.




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Friday 4th September 5:05 PM– In The Street – Outfit

β€» Mood: Chilled – Light - Content – Upbeat
β€» Listening To: Way Away - Yellowcard
β€» With: Ellie
"Ellie don't you dare bring Mr Marijuana into this- he is a lovely fellow who has brought me into some incredibly concerning but hysterical situations and I will not abandon him in such a sincere time of mutual need," He cried dramatically with large gestures and everything to intensify his emotions. He knew she was kidding but so was he and to be fair, if she wasn't kidding she probably had a point regardless but Nate just wasn't mature enough to move on from that yet.

He nodded at her calmly and at the outfit in approval- he could work with that. He groaned jokingly when she mentioned shopping but gave her a small smirk to illiterate he was kidding. "God, I have to spend two days in a row hanging out with you- seriously?" He teased but he couldn't help breaking into a small smile as he joked with her but he then head his name being hollered from downstairs and he turned to Ellie apologetically for the noise.

"That ululation of bird noises is my Mother's personal language for dinner is on the table, it's also the same noise she makes whenever she discovers a discarded joint," He admitted with a sheepish expression. "But it's dinner I promise, I don't smoke at home or in the gardens anymore, I go 'jogging' instead," He told her with an inverted speech marks gesture when he implied he went jogging. "Gotta work on these old boys haven't I?" He joked pulling a pose as if to show of his muscles but Nate was skin and bones really with slight definition in places but he certainly wasn't in possession of any 'old boys' or biceps as he was dramatically referring to.

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He shrugged. "It's no problem- it'll be nice to have someone else around for company," he said. He was just glad that she wasn't going to have to be around her mother. And besides, he'd probably too drunk to be depressed by the time he got home. Not because that was his goal. No, for once he didn't want to drink until he passed out. But he'd been out with them all before and knew that copious amounts of alcohol were generally involved.

"C'mon, then, we better go before she gets back. I can leave this here," he said, dumping his bag on his bed and grabbing his phone and his keys. He held the door for her and headed downstairs. He didn't know if anyone else was home, but he didn't particularly care. They'd probably heard him and Bella talking by that point, anyway. That and they used to practically live in each other's houses, so Bella being there wasn't much of a surprise.


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She swatted his arm at the comment about having to spend two full days with her, but laughed, giving herself away. Her laugh didn't fade as Nate's name was called from downstairs, and Nate made some sort of comment about it. Ellie was more than used to it- after all, she did practically live in Nate's house. She'd practically been adopted.

She rolled her eyes at his comment about jogging. "Puh-lease, even I could nearly put you over my shoulder, even with the height difference." She said, looking up at him. "Although, tonight I'll nearly be able to look you straight in the eyes. Got my killer heels out," she said, poking him. "C'mon, I'm starving, and your mom's food is too good to wait for!"

She darted out of his room and started down the stairs, not waiting to see if he followed.

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Thursday 3rd September – 5:30 AM – Home – Outfit

β€» Mood: Surprised - Intense - Nervous
β€» Listening To: Pink Floyd
β€» With: Jamie
She smiled up at him contently and nodded. "Thank you," She told him once more before leading the way downstairs and heading out the door.

6:30 PM - The Club


As promised, Bella get changed and ready was a quick and painless situation- she chucked on a quirky burgundy dress with black knee high socks and a jacket with her Doc Martens and she was ready to go. Her hair had been straightened that morning and her make-up was always so carefully done it remained flawless now so she hadn't need to re-do anything like that and then afterwards they'd made a quick dash through the back door and into the street's car park so they hadn't bumped into her Mother since she'd been pulling in on their way out and everything was fine.

Bella actually felt ridiculously enlightened and assured for once in her life. She had a bag of her stuff that she'd put behind the bar because technically she was staff and she could get away with that kind of thing and now she was just standing at Jamie's side with a genuine rosy smile on her lips as she looked up at him.

"Hey do you want to grab a drink whist we look for Ellie and Nate?" She asked having to lean towards him and shout over the music so he even stood a chance at understanding her. Over where their bar and sitting booths were the place was a lot more quite and they'd be able to talk and chat properly but where the stood just inside the entrance close to the toilets and the dance floor, the music pumped through the air like an alluring siren, the crowd jumped like a wave to the side of them and on the other side you had a numbing hum of voices and general chatter and movement where people were waiting for the toilet or just generally lingering but compared to a lot of the clubs in town, it was definitely one of the nicer ones and of course Bella knew all the secrets way having worked there for so long now but having worked in other bars, restaurants and clubs too- she'd seen a lot worse and appreciated having a job here, almost. Sometimes it was still pretty shit.

The layout was tidy though, upper class and modern. The lighting was mostly colourful and slightly psychedelic but all the furniture was very dark grey, almost black and it made the club feel slightly less tacky than some. There were large rods of light from all over the place, tall neon LEDs that lit up a dim room with thousands of colours which scanned the room and crawled over people's faces like a fever.





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Friday 4th September 5:05 PM– In The Street – Outfit

β€» Mood: Chilled – Light - Content – Upbeat
β€» Listening To: Way Away - Yellowcard
β€» With: Ellie
Smartened up and with his hair slickly gelled in a manner that gave him a certain look of maturity, a more attractive quality that his adolescent mind set. He was still laughing and messing around with Ellie even on the walk there but once they arrived at the door he chilled out a bit more, figuring they needed to find Arabella and Nate as quickly as possible really so they could all keep together, he knew as individuals they were all fairly unreliable, reckless and illogical but together they'd always made a decent pack and looked out for one another because even though they weren't a set circle of best friends they'd hung out a lot and they invited each other to one another's parties- they were all good friends to a limited degree and obviously he wanted to make sure everyone was safe and accounted for because it'd only be fun if they were all ok.

"Let's go find them then and Ellie, the games begin now so may the odds be ever in your favour," He joked offering her a three finger salute as they travelled into the club and he looked around for the others turning his gaze over the mass of individuals occupying the large space.

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For the first time in his life, he wasn't anxious on a night out. He only had Bella to watch out for, and from where he was sitting, he could see her all of the time. He'd even relaxed enough to have a drink. Just the one though- he didn't want to be drunk before Bella even got off. But eventually she did, and he met up with her.

She had to shout to be heard over the music and once his brain had processed what she had said, he nodded. To avoid losing her, he grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the bar. "Vodka and coke, and whatever Bella's having," he yelled to the server. He leaned against the bar and scanned the crowd, waiting for Ellie and Nate. They were usually an easy enough pair to find.


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Ellie had trained herself to walk in heels long ago, so even in the five-inch heels she was wearing, her stride was as confident as ever. It was strange being able to look Nate in the eye without having to tilt her head back or stand up on something, but a good kind of strange.

In response to his comment, she leaned into his ear and whistled the Mockingjay signal, before nudging him in the ribs and striding towards the bar. She spotted them on her way and waved grandly- again, in her heels, she could be seen. She'd gotten them recently, and knew she'd be wearing them a lot more.

"Hey guys!" She yelled, throwing an arm around Bella. "So, are you guys ready to have a good time?" She asked.

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Thursday 3rd September – 6:30 PM – Club – Outfit

β€» Mood: Surprised - Intense - Nervous
β€» Listening To: Pink Floyd
β€» With: Jamie
Bella kept close to Jamie because he was the one person she really trusted and when he took a hold of her hand, she held his just as tightly because she was equally as worried about them getting split up but as always not for her own sake but for his. As they were ordering drinks, she felt indecisive about what she wished to drink so she shrugged it off and just asked the bar tender to make it two vodka and cokes.

She turned her head as she heard the other girl holler at them and sling an arm around her and she laughed softly grinning at Nate and Ellie. "Hey Ellie, Hey Nate," She laughed gently at Ellie's obvious entrance and wild hearted greeting. She'd be the same once she'd gotten a drink inside her, she was a slightly uptight person and though she was edgy and strong-willed in far as socialising, she could be a bit uptight but with a push she was really fun. She just had to get herself together and in that frame of mind first.

When her and Jamie's drink arrived, she turned to the bar tender and asked him to make a tab in her name and reminded him about her staff discount so they could get all their drinks a bit cheaper- she figured they could sort out the details and technicalities later about who owed what between the four of them. Though Bella didn't particularly mind anyway, she worked and was paid a lot above the minimum wage because of how much of a good friend she was with the owner- they'd attended a couple of gigs together in the past and when the club got opened up, Bella was instantly offered a shabby job but with incredibly less shabby pay so Bella took it and she was clever with her money, she always had everything saved up in her account so she'd happily by drinks for the others- it wasn't something that bothered her but she stopped thinking about it and looked at the bar tender.

"Hey and put whatever these two want on the tab too," She told him gently with a polite smile before gesturing at Nate and Ellie to order.




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Friday 4th September 6:30 PM– Club – Outfit

β€» Mood: Chilled – Light - Content – Upbeat
β€» Listening To: Way Away - Yellowcard
β€» With: Ellie
Nate laughed as Ellie whistled and nudged him and he teasingly pushed her arm a little before bounding after her when she dashed off to Jamie and Bella and upon noticing their hands he winked at Ellie leaning over just before she addressed them; "It's so like that," before grinning innocently and diving into greeting the others with a cheerful grin and his usual dopey expression.

"Hey guys how's it going?" He asked kindly and as the girls had their little moment he rolled his eyes a bit and looked at Jamie. "How you doing man?" He greeted casually ordering drinks for him and Ellie- he knew what she'd usually go for anyway, they had a certain routine for these things and he thanked Arabella for opening the tab telling her he'd split the bill with her later and make sure everything was even but she brushed him off with 'it doesn't matter's and 'whatever's but he'd prove to be stubborn later when it actually came to it.

When the drinks came over a few minutes later, he stood back to pass Ellie her drink and grinned at her. "Cheers El," He suggested holding out his glass.

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He grinned as Nate and Ellie arrived in their usual enthusiastic fashion. Sometimes, he envied their friendship- they knew each other like the back of their hands, and there was always some sort of shared joke between them. It was always Nate and Ellie- seeing one without the other felt strange.

The bartender arrived back with their drinks, and he handed one to Bella. "Cheers," he said, tapping his glass off of hers, before taking a mouthful of his drink. It was exactly like he liked it- plenty of vodka. "So, I'm guessing that you two have undoubtedly got some insane scheme planned, so tell us now so we can prepare ourselves," he said jokingly to Nate and Ellie.


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Ellie didn't complain as Nate ordered her drink for her. They'd been out on enough night outs together for him to know exactly what she liked. As Nate commented about Jamie and Bella, she nodded. "Bet they give themselves away before the night's out," she murmured to him. Now that she was almost as tall as him, it was much easier for them to have low key conversations without anyone else noticing. She took the drink and tapped her glass against his, perching on a bar stool. It was still early, and she knew that her feet would probably be killing her by the end of the night. Better to rest them as much as possible before it got to that point.

"Us? Scheming? Never," She replied jokingly to Jamie.

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Thursday 3rd September – 6:30 PM – Club – Outfit

β€» Mood: Surprised - Chilled- Nervous
β€» Listening To: Pink Floyd
β€» With: Jamie
With her statuesque figure leaning against the bar, Bella listened to conversation contently with a small smile on her lips but it wasn't the genuine, helpless smile she might crack when Jamie made a joke or was just generally being himself- no it was the infamous smirk associated with the name Bella Swift because it was the only warning sign of her mischief and madness. The brunette tilted her head to move her hair from her face and looked over at Jamie as he passed her a drink and she grinned softly at him returning his words with an identical response of "Cheers!" before brushing her glass against his and taking a quick swig from her drink. Bella had always been a bit of a Vodka drinker but to be fair she was more known for drinking liqueurs like Bailey's but she was more than content to drink Vodka it's just she was known to be fussy but upon tasting her drink she was happy with it- the balance seemed more or less right to her.

She laughed heartily at Ellie's sarcastic comment on hers and Nate's scheming habits but it was no secret they all knew better when it came to Ellie and Nate- that's why they were such a group pair to go out with, they made everything interesting and Bella would openly admit she'd never been to a disappointing party with Nate and Ellie, even the most miserable house parties had been turned around by these two one way or another so it was fair to say, when they walked into a club with Ellie and Nate there'd be more than a fair share of bets, dares and games within the evening but it didn't particular phase Bella- they were all fiends and it'd be good fun.

"Come on, don't try and hide it- what's the bet then because don't think for a second I'd know worse than to expect one from you two," She chirped up looking at them both sceptically over her glass for a moment before she took another sip from it. She looked over at Nate and held back chuckling to herself when she made a realization- he was out of his usual dress code and judging by the noticeable amount of coordination (too much coordination for Nate to have managed himself) that Ellie had probably had to conduct his outfit and she smiled a little that was so typical of the pair of them but there was no way in hell Arabella blamed Ellie- Nate had some shocking dress sense.





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Friday 4th September 6:30 PM– Club – Outfit

β€» Mood: Chilled – Light - Content – Upbeat
β€» Listening To: Way Away - Yellowcard
β€» With: Ellie
Nate took a place besides Ellie at the bar and he just laughed off Arabella and Jamie's accusations and because he was Nathaniel Carlile and he didn't know any other sense of humour except sarcasm and crude, he pulled the card of being dramatic once again. "God guys? What do you think we are? Marijuana smoking adolescent teenage off the record party animals? Jeez, gives us some credit," He joked gently pretending to roll his eyes before turning around with some more honest and shrugging his broad shoulders at them briefly with a small grin that betrayed his attempt to mask the fact they'd spent a long while conversing over their schemes for the night.

"The award tonight will go to whoever is responsible for getting us all kicked out or gets themselves kicked out of the most club this evening, there are no rules or limitations except we don't get kicked out because Bella you work here right?" She nodded in reply to him so he continued. "No getting kicked out here or you'll be permanently labelled as a douche and winner chooses lowest scorer's forfeit dare thing," He explained grinning sheepishly when he was greeted with an incredibly sharp and theatrical from Arabella like she couldn't believe what he was saying and he looked out with an arched brow and raised his shoulders making a small gesture with his hands. "What? It's me Nate- you knew what to expect when you agreed to come out with myself and Ellie,"

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Jamie shook his head as Nate confessed his and Ellie's plans. Of course they were going to try and get kicked out of as many places as possible. Nate and Ellie never seemed to do a calm night out. At least they'd had the decency to agree not to cause any trouble here. Bella's job was important to her, after all.

"Why am I not surprised?" He sighed, shaking his head. He leaned against the bar, taking another mouthful out of his drink. Knowing that he wasn't actually hated, that these people liked to be out with him, made him feel like a completely different person. He was actually able to relax, and he wasn't drinking with the intention of getting so drunk he couldn't feel. It felt surreal, like he was dreaming, like this wasn't actually his life.


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She laughed at the other's reactions to their plan. For her, it wasn't a really good night unless they got up to some mischief, which is exactly what she was intending to do.

"Oh, and I challenged him to shots. Because someone's a lightweight and will probably get thrown out of way more bars than I will, so if I end up having to do a forfeit, I'm dragging him down with me," she said, elbowing him in the ribs. "So, what do you say? We finish these drinks, then go somewhere we can cause some real trouble," she suggested.