<center><font color=lime>As a kid, I was a skid and no one knew me by name.<br> I trashed my own house party cause nobody<br><img src=http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid109/pb081b0f0d07aa2ec939d0d44a5c61462/f9340295.jpg></center></font> -- RD Future: Caf� Brio

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Date Posted: Sun, Mar 28 2004, 8:38am PST
Author: Taylor
Subject: As a kid, I was a skid and no one knew me by name.
I trashed my own house party cause nobody

[=]The young male that entered seemed to ooze energy and hyperness. His dark hair was spiked up all over his head, he wore a black t-shirt that showed off his skinny but well toned body. He wasn't all that tall, about 5'9, but he ade up for his lack of height in personality. Baggy black pants hug from his lean hips, a black studded belt holding them up, skater sneakers on his feet, leather bands round his wrists, and a sweatband further up on his arm. He strolled into the lodge as if it hadn't been two months since he had been here. Two amazing months of him, his twin sister, and half-brother touring their band. He had never imagined getting a gig let a lone making fans. But From Concentrate was doing quite well on the music scene, its punky/metal sound well liked.[=]

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The exquisite young black woman glanced up from her copy of Vogue, pursing her lips softly. She had also been busy, spending the past few months in New York, taking her first steps into the cosmopolitan world that existed out of the restraints of her home town. As her prestigious name suggested, she radiated elegance and beauty. (NT) -- Nicole Banks, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 8:58am PST
[=]He cast her a sideways glance as he walked by, smirking a tad at the sight of the beauty before going ot hte kitchen to grab a can of Pepsi. He returned not too long later, spralling down on one of the couchs, not too far from her. Opening the can of Pepsi he took a sip glancing over at her.[=] (NT) -- Taylor, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 9:01am PST
The young model tipped her head a touch, drawing her knees up a little more, the magazine balanced there, slender fingers resting on the glossy page as she held his gaze... he seemed vaguely familiar... probably from around here... everyone knew everyone here anyway. "Do you know me?" She rarely phrased it the other way around... she wasn't really conceited... it was just... her way. (NT) -- Nicole, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 9:07am PST
[=]He shrugged[=]"You look familiar..."[=]He responded. His family hadn't been all that focused on people outside themselves. His parents had had enough of a struggle having any time to themselves what with the band and him and his sister. His mother had done enough to keepthe kids form all the photos and write-ups about htem in magazines, so he hadn't really paid much attention to other people in them either.[=] (NT) -- Taylor, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 9:10am PST
She pursed her sculpted lips and nodded just slightly "You too... I'm Nicole Banks..." (NT) -- Nicole, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 9:12am PST
[=]He sat forward, reaching out a hand.[=]"Taylor Kljac."[=]He made be a little punk, and an annoying one at that, but his mother had forced manners into him.[=]"Banks....Banks..."[=]He said softly under his breath.[=] (NT) -- Taylor, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 9:17am PST
She unfolded her long slender legs and turned in her seat a little more to face him, brow furrowed a touch "Are you from New York?" (NT) -- Nicole, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 9:21am PST
[=]He shook his head[=]"From here...I was in New York a month ago though...faily responsibilities."[=]He made a face. He hated all thsoe high class parties had had to go to with his parents, they were stupid. And he didn't want to be known as Cory and Scarlett Kljac's son..he wanted to be known for From Concentrate.[=] (NT) -- Taylor, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 9:23am PST
She just nodded a touch and sank back into the couch, though her amber gaze still flickered over him "Oh... okay" She assumed that meant looking after his sick aunt or something... (NT) -- Nicci, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 9:26am PST
[=]"A stupid uppity-uppity party I was forced into by my parents who seem to enjoy torturing my with a suit and tie...."[=] he ad hated it, and revolted by wearing his leather wrist bands, and spiking his hair just as ever.[=] (NT) -- taylor, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 9:28am PST
Her large eyes brightened a little as she sat up again, crossing one slender leg over her other , tugging on the hem of the jean skirt she wore out of habit "Oh my god, the Kennedy Party right?" (NT) -- Nicci, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 9:31am PST
[=]His brows rose.[=]"Yes....."[=]He looked at her a little more closely, eyes falling over her frame, then widened.[=]"I think I saw you...."[=]Eyes met hers.[=] (NT) -- Taylor, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 9:32am PST
She rewarded him with a rare genuine smile, nodding a touch, she had vague recollections of being introduced to him at some point "Yeah..." (NT) -- Nicci, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 9:35am PST
[=]"So whats your story...why were you there?"[=] He asked, smirkign slightly. She was certainly a good looking thing, he couldn't believe hadn't hit on her or something.[=] (NT) -- Taylor, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 9:36am PST
She smirks a touch and arches a finely shaped brow, the pair couldn't look more opposite if they tried. "I was invited... Jude is the editor of rolling stone magazine... I'd just done a shoot for them. (NT) -- Nicci, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 9:42am PST
[=]"Ahhh...a model then."[=]He smiled slightly.[=]"See...I knew you were the sort who was supposed to be at those type of things."[=]He..no. he was meant to be on a stage scremaing into a mic or playing his guitar while people body surfed. She was meant to go to parties like that and sit in front of a camera looking beautiful.[=] (NT) -- Taylor, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 9:46am PST
She couldn't help but smirk a touch at that, leaning forward a little as her gaze narrowed playfully "Those types of things?!" (NT) -- Nicole, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 9:48am PST
[=]He waved his hand around.[=]"Those parties where tha women show up in skimpy little dresses...the dudes in tuxes and its all ta show off their money? Ya..those things."[=]He wore his own smirk.[=] (NT) -- Taylor, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 9:52am PST
She arched a brow sharply pursing her lips a touch "Wow.... you know how to compliment a girl" (NT) -- Nicole, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 9:53am PST
[=]He laughed.[=]"Not that you all don't look dame fine in those dresses...."[=]He spoke without any inhabition.[=] (NT) -- Taylor, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 9:57am PST
She smirks a touch, tucking highlighted curls behind her ear "So now you know i'm 'that sort' of girl... what sort of boy are you?" (NT) -- Nicole, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 10:00am PST
[=]"Oh..I'm an annoying, immature punk who likes to pretend to be a big preformer."[=]He smirked as hemade fun of himself.[=] (NT) -- Taylor, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 10:02am PST
She leans back in the couch, watching him with interest . "A performer? One of those types huh?" She purses her lips, nodding, playfully judging "Oh I've heard about your sorts..." (NT) -- Nicole, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 10:05am PST
- (NT) -- -, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 10:05am PST
[=]He laughed.[=]"But i bring a whole new meaning ot the word... I do I do."[=]And then there was his half-brother Isaiah who was a wonderful drummest, but rearely cracked a smile and wasn't the easiest person to get along with.[=] (NT) -- Taylor, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 10:07am PST
She widens her eyes playfully, it was good to just kick back "Educate me" (NT) -- Nicole, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 10:12am PST

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