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Post by Sadie Carr on May 14, 2010 21:59:28 GMT -5
 
Sadie needed a break. Work was piling on her, from grading her
students, to dealing with her parents, who were now calling her
more frequently than ever. About how her teaching thing was going,
and blah blah blah, things she didn't get a shit about. Not that she
didn't love her mom and dad, oh she did, it was just...the way that
they showed their love wasn't working.
So, this break was a trip to the movies. The door opened easily in Sadie
Carr's grasp, and the smell of butter wafted into her nose. This was a
simple pleasure. One of the things Sadie experienced every so often. So
to her, it was nice to be out, just relaxing.
She pulled the hoodie tied around her waist and simply draped it over her
arm. The Mickey Mouse hoodie matched the faded t-shirt with the same
character, and and the earrings she'd chosen. Disney was unescapable.
She'd completed the outfit with simple converse, not being a high heels
type of girl.
The plush carpet was swirled in patterns and the like, and she followed it
with her eyes for a moment, before making a decision. What film to see
was the question. Between the action and the comedy, she wasn' fully
swayed.
Sadie approached the ticket counter, pulling a wallet from her pocket,
asking the person there for one for the comedy. Sadie liked those a lot.
Laughter was a good thing in certain doses. The person had muttered
something with numbers that the blonde couldn't comprehend too well,
but pulled out a twenty, hoping to make change from that.
"Thank you," Sadie added.
Her blue eyes watching the person, whose expression was that of total
boredom, made change from the twenty that was handed over only
seconds earlier.
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Post by Jack Kelly on May 14, 2010 23:40:43 GMT -5
 WE NEVER GREW OUT OF
{ this feeling that we won't give up }- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -School is one of the worst things Jack's ever had to go through.
This, of course, is a given fact.
Jack Kelly grew up without an education. Everything he learned, he learned from his dad, and it was, pretty much, his dad's fault that he had to learn everything from him. His dad was a drunkard, basically, and drank all the money away. School was unaffordable for the Sullivan family, and even more so when his dad went to jail and his mother went and killed herself. This is why Jack is so unaccustomed to school and the boundaries they set, and the frightening prospect of having to follow rules and a dress code. The weekends are his sanctuary, this one being included, and Jack finds that the only thing he wants to do right now is get into a packed theater and watch a movie with his hand in a bucket of buttery popcorn.
It'd taken him a while to locate a theater, considering the fact that he's only just arrived in Santa Monica, and when said building comes into view, he can't keep a grin from crossing his features. "Knew I'd find it,"
[/color] he says, proud of himself, pushing the doors open and beginning to walk towards the counter. He figures that lining up is way too much of a burden, and so he saunters over to the person he finds the least suspecting (a blond woman who, he's sure, is older than him), and slings an arm around her shoulder. When he sees her face, Jack's mind whirrs. He's seen this woman before, but he pushes that fact aside. "Hey, ain't y' familiar? Would y' mind lettin' a buddy buy a ticket, too?"[/color] His voice is sweet, drawing in, and no person in their right mind could reject him. Other than Jiyu, of course, but that's besides the point. Jack's sure that this woman won't need so much convincing, anyway.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGGED: fffft sadie <3
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[/color] 329. ewww MUSIC:[/color] best of me - the starting line NOTES:[/color] IT'S CRAP. I'M SORRY. YOU DESERVE BETTER THAN THIS. normal jack is normal~[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by Sadie Carr on May 15, 2010 19:08:13 GMT -5
The person, whom she indentifed finally as a male with shaggy
hair, hands her the change, and waits for her ticket to pop up
from the machine. His eyes, which Sadie watched, however, flinted
to something...or someone, else.
Whoever it was, they just slung their arm around Sadie's shoulder,
causing her to jump, causing her to trip, clinging to whoever had
thier arm around her. The blonde got herself onto her feet, and
turned to look at the person, after realeasing him from her grip.
Blue eyes took in his appearance, and suddenly, teenage voices filled
her mind. "Jack Kelly's got such gorgeous hair." "And his eyes? I could
sooo get lost in them." The few minutes before Heroine class was
usually the gossiping time, and some girls just didn't shut up about this
Jack Kelly boy.
So just judging by his appearance, and Sadie being a smart lady who
listens, she put two and two together. But she had no time to get a
word in, mostly because Jack started speaking himself.
"Hey, ain't y' familiar? Would y' mind lettin' a buddy buy a ticket, too?"
She raised her brows. "Well, let me think," The blonde made
a face to make it look like she was actually thinking this over.
"That wouldn't be fair, would it? I didn't think so. So I
believe, Mr. Kelly, the answer is no."
For some reason, tossing his name in there was just to tell him that she
knew him. At least, she'd heard enough about him to pick up details and
know a few things about him. She looked at him, until she finally realized
his arm was still around her shoulder. The blonde attempted to shrug his
arm off, thinking about how many teenage girls would kill to be in this spot.
They obsessed over him like he was a celebrity.
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Post by Jack Kelly on May 16, 2010 6:07:44 GMT -5
WE NEVER GREW OUT OF
{ this feeling that we won't give up }- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Well, if the woman's someone Jack's met before, he's certain that she's a teacher or something. Or the principal. Or a disciplinary person. Or one of the detention monitors, because that would explain her knowing of his name, and of his little trouble-making capabilities. Jack's a little surprised at her answer, and he grins, tipping his hat at the woman in return. Although part of him is tempted to keep going with his attempt to getting her to listen, another part of him is much too lazy - and the one selling the tickets (although not the best looking) seems a little into him. Many of Jack's friends tell him that a smile of his could make anyone fall a little bit in love with him, and although the boy tends to deny that fact ("y' don't fall in love that easily, mates"), it's a fact all the same. A little or a lot in love, but in love nonetheless. The cowboy excuses himself from the blond woman, digs into his pocket for some money, and hands it to the seller - certain that he'd say yes. "For that comedy,"
[/color] Jack says with a wink. "Keep the change, a'right?"[/color] There are some people in the line whining about why they're being held up, and the young man turns around, used to addressing a crowd. "G'evenin', fair citizens o' Santa Monica. 'm afraid there's been a bit o' a conflagration - " Jack is pretty sure he knows what conflagration means, and although nothing's necessarily on fire, all these people must have some form of education and know that he's speaking figuratively, that conflagration, here means there's a bit of a problem. If not all of them, then most. "And, ah, it'll be over soon, alright?"[/color] His sweet, Brooklyn accent slides out from his mouth and throughout the lobby of the theater, and he can hear the little musical tones of people listening to him and agreeing. Jack's always known how to control a crowd, how to talk to them. It's why he was leader of his little pack of newsies. Taking his ticket from the hand of the seller, Jack says a quick and easy 'thank you' before sauntering off, letting the responsibility of the line moving fall into the hands of the blond woman who said no. Jack makes a little note in his head to get her name. It's filed into a mental cabinet, and the cowboy hums a quirky little tune under his breath, heading towards the concessionary stand to buy popcorn and a few drinks. He can feel eyes on him, watching him out of either interest or admiration, and when his hazel eyes flick for a nanosecond towards the numerous amounts of people in the theater, he feels a smile break onto his face. They are looking at him, and it's as if he's back in Manhattan, with people hanging onto his every word. It'll never be the same, of course, but it might be just as good, come what may. All it takes to convince people is a smile as sweet as butter, after all![/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGGED: HOW COULD SHE SAY NO? xD
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[/color] 520. better. <3 MUSIC:[/color] carrying the banner - newsies cast NOTES:[/color] T3T my posts are crap. don't convince me otherwise! .. i bet jack's pissing sadie off a little. BUT GOD I LOVE HIM. ♥[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by Sadie Carr on May 17, 2010 11:17:01 GMT -5
Jack tipped his hat, and Sadie rolled her eyes. He obviously swayed the ticket boy, who was staring at him intently. The blonde sighed and took her ticket, before Jack asked for one himself. For the comedy. What the hell. Was he trying to stalk her? Well, he didn’t seem like that type of guy, but she didn’t actually know Jack Kelly all that well. So really, she never knew.
Though she’d admit to his smile being kinda cute, and watching him wink at the ticket seller only made her scoff. He liked to kiss ass, it looked like. No wonder teenagers fawned over him. Some behind her whined, and she watched Jack turn around, listening to every word that left his mouth.
"G'evenin', fair citizens o' Santa Monica. 'm afraid there's been a bit o' a conflagration - " She rolled her eyes, wondering if he actually knew what that word meant. Though it looked like everyone else believed him. "And, ah, it'll be over soon, alright?" His accent sent a slight chill up her spine. Something about his accent was so damn attractive. But her mind snapped from that thought as she listened to the people in line, totally buying Jack’s shit.
She watched him take his ticket and leave, and the blonde followed him. "Well, you’re quite the charmer, huh? Flash a smile, say some pretty words, get everyone on your side."
She said, now following him to the concessions, where she had been headed anyway. She knew they were all watching that dreamy Jack Kelly. The one who sweet talked them all.
"You really live up to your reputation at the Academy, don’t you, Mr. Kelly?" She said, leaning against the glass, her big blue eyes locked on his face. Something about his features pulled her in, and for a moment, Sadie Carr felt like one of a million teenage girls who dreamed to be in this position.
She turned to the kid working the counter and ordered. ”Medium popcorn, butter please, with a medium pepsi, or coke. Whichever you have.” She took out a few bills and put them on the glass.
She turned her eyes back to Jack, and raised a brow. ”You don’t even know who I am, do you?” She asked, pretty sure she knew the answer already.
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Post by Jack Kelly on May 18, 2010 2:27:36 GMT -5
WE NEVER GREW OUT OF
{ this feeling that we won't give up }- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Jack's not surprised to hear footsteps mirroring his own, and he blinks, looking over to the woman who had told him 'no'. He'll probably be calling her that for a while, now, considering that's the one thing that differentiates her from everyone else, but Jack won't say that out loud. The statement she lets out sounds vaguely sardonic, and although normally the cowboy would open his mouth and say 'not really likin' the tone y' got there, madame', he lets her speak instead. It's sort of amusing to deal with people like this woman (who, he swears, is familiar-looking), the kind of people with poles shoved up their ass. Figuratively speaking, of course. Besides, Jack isn't even sure if a pole would actually fit in any human ass - other than Chuck Norris'. "I guess,"
[/color] Jack says absentmindedly, waiting for the concessionary to be in reach. "But, ah, I digress. Those words ain't so pretty. 'm not much of a poet or nothin'."[/color] Jack digs in his wallet, taking out a bill to pay for both a large bucket of cheese popcorn and a bottle of water, and he listens to the woman speak again. 'God,'[/color] he thinks to himself, tempted to pout just to emphasize his inability to truly digest any of her words. 'What'd I do t' get her on my case?'[/color] Jack looks at her, and he flashes a smile, the one he used for the school photo that speaks about what he is and what he isn't, and he waits for the man behind the counter to get his popcorn and drink ready. "Depends on whether 's a good reputation or a bad one,"[/color] he answers simply, and she orders and Jack almost wants to wrinkle his nose. Coke or Pepsi? No preference? He's a little ashamed at this woman, but he doesn't say that out loud, and instead takes his bucket of popcorn and his drink of water, and begins to walk, figuring that she probably doesn't want him in her life, anyway, and that he's doing her a big favor. Besides, she's one of those women who like being in control, who like things their way. Jack isn't the kind of guy who can stand that, what with him being a wind refusing to be tied down. It's when he's about a foot or two away that the blond speaks again, and Jack can feel his heart stop for a moment. It returns to its regular pace, however, and Jack looks back, grinning charmingly. "Y' teach Heroine 101,"[/color] he says, hazel eyes sparking attractively. "But yer name? 'm not a girl, not yer student. Wouldn't know."[/color] And he walks. Away.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGGED: sexy sadie ftw
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Post by Sadie Carr on May 19, 2010 11:01:04 GMT -5
Now, it felt like the tables turned, and Sadie’s stalking Jack. But the fact that he walked away just as she was TALKING to him is just downright rude. But obviously he wasn’t brought up with manners. She watched Jack, taking in his entire appearance. The way she looked at him was interesting. She normally wasn’t looking at male students this way, but somehow, she wanted to make an exception, a little one, just for the cowboy. His entire appearance was appealing. And she figured he was older than eighteen, but she didn’t want to start anything illegal. She wasn’t like that. Sadie wasn’t at all the type to land herself into situations that seemed bad, or illegal, even though some of her students apparently did. ”I guess,” She raised a brow. ”But, ah, I digress. Those words ain’t so pretty. ‘m not much of a poet or nothin’.” At this, Sadie actually stared at him.
"Really?” She raised both her brows. "You spun those words like a spider web. Those people fell in love with you instantly." For some reason, his accent then struck her as familiar. For the few months she lived in New York when she was thirteen, she heard accents like his, and similar. This had to be what pulled her in. He reminded her of the New York boys, who seemed to differ in appearance from a lot of others.
Jack flashed her a smile, and she rolled her eyes, recognizing that smile from his school photo. ”Depends on whether ‘s a good reputation or a bad one,” The blonde thought. "Well, let me see, I hear the best things from girls, about how gorgeous your eyes are, and how much they want to kiss you, and blah blah blah." She raised her brows and smirked, wondering how Jack would like to hear about his ‘fan club’.
The man behind the counter slid over her order, and she slid back the money, which was exact. Slender hands grabbed the tub and cup, and after realizing that once more, Jack Kelly was raised without manners, she sighed. "Well, and now I see that you have no manners and don’t care to finish a conversation." She said in a sour, cold tone.
His grin made her heart skip a beat, and Sadie chewed on her lip, wishing that this would just stop. Damn New York boys. ”Y’ teach Heroine 101,” He said, and she actually looked surprised. ”But yer name? ‘m not a girl, not yer student. Wouldn’t know.” And once more Sadie Carr felt surprised. She followed him, and finally said, "Well, aren’t you smart? And the name is Sadie. Sadie Carr." She took a kernel of popcorn and popped it into her mouth, the butter and salt melting on her tongue.
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Post by Jack Kelly on May 21, 2010 8:03:35 GMT -5
WE NEVER GREW OUT OF
{ this feeling that we won't give up }- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - The lady isn't really the best person in the world, and Jack isn't sure whether or not he'd like to spend more time with her. Considering a) she's interesting; b) she's pretty and c) although she said no she wants to talk to him, Jack would like to say that this woman might be worth it, though in truth, it really depends. How she holds herself, how she talks. How she treats him. For some reason, hostility towards him makes Jack a little more interested in a person, even if that person is a teacher and possibly a few years older than him. He was grown to live without boundaries, without fear. Jack Kelly has had no regrets in his life. The lack of fear has made him invincible, and at the recognition of this, he almost wants to smile.
But the woman's talking to him again, and he blinks. "Yeah, rea--"
[/color] He's interrupted by the continuation of her sentence, and Jack furrows his brows. Strange. Spun those words like a spider web? No, it wasn't that good. It was David who gave him the words, David with the brown eyes and the shy smile. Jack was just the messenger. David's words sounded as important as the Bible, and Jack's sounded like bullshit. Or maybe that's just Jack's imagination. "Y' didn't fall in love with me, tho',"[/color] he says, slick, smooth, but he doesn't expect the next sentence that leaves the lips of this blond woman, who's suddenly captured his interest as quick as lightning. The corners of Jack's mouth turn upward to form some kind of smile, and he looks to the side, hazel eyes mesmerizing and yet refusing to look towards the female before him. "Yeah, well they can keep talkin' or actually do somethin',"[/color] Jack speaks, an eon of truth begin to seep into his voice. He looks at her, and he smiles. "I ain't got much t' say ta a girl who can talk 'bout me behind my back and not talk t' me in person. Kinda pathetic."[/color] Normally he would bask in the glory of knowing that girls liked him, but right now he doesn't feel like it. No. Not with someone interesting in front of him. And even as he tries to walk away, she follows him, like an obedient puppy. Jack blinks when she insults him indirectly, and he lets out a laugh, pure, hearty, wonderful. "Ya don' even like me,"[/color] he replies simply, looking towards her, and he knows that his grin even affects her, considering the slight difference in her features. "Ah.. Sadie. Yeah. Even compliments like callin' me smart sound like you tryin' t' be a smartass. Can't say I appreciate that. Might as well pretend ta like me, y'know? Makes you a lil more tolerable, might make more guys wanta ask y' out."[/color] It's with this that he pushes open the doors to the theater with his hip, holding it open for the other woman who just happens to have caught his interest. Sadie. Her name is Sadie. Of course. "After you, madame."[/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGGED: sadie =D
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Post by Sadie Carr on May 25, 2010 8:05:05 GMT -5
Jack was interesting, but he pissed her off. And she loved that. Why the hell did she? Something about Jack lit a passionate fire in Sadie. A passion to make her want to pin him against a wall, and then kiss him. But something about him pulled her in. It wasn’t his looks. Maybe that charm? Not exactly. Maybe it was his reputation? No. But something, something she saw in him…it just made her want to hit him and then kiss him at the same time. Not to mention he was younger than her. That did count for something. A small something. But still, Jack Kelly was interesting. And well, she liked that.
”Yeah, rea—“ She interrupted him, and smirked. It was true. Jack’s words were crafted so expertly and perfectly, it was as if he had these words planned the entire time. The blonde played with a lock of her hair, the blonde curl bouncing as she let it go, swinging in her face, brushing against her peachy skin. ”Y’ didn’t fall in love with me, tho’,” The woman nodded. ”That’s the point. I’m not a lady who falls easily to pretty words. I’m a bit harder to win over.” Sadie gave him a teasing grin. This was only in response to Jack’s sort of smile.
”You like a girl who can make a move?” She asked, before his voice almost echoed hers in reply. ”I ain’t got much t’ say ta a girl who can talk ‘bout me behind my back and not talk t’ me in person. Kinda pathetic.” The blonde thought for a moment. ”Well, that answers my question. So, does that mean you’ve got something to say to me, Jack?” The blonde asked, her blue eyes scanning the younger male’s face for some sign.
His laughter is intoxicating. It drags her in. And damn, Sadie likes it. But he was laughing at her insult. ”Ya don’ even like me,” She raised her brow. ”Getting a bit ahead of yourself there, hun. I didn’t say I didn’t like you.” She said simply. His look made her want to melt. Only, she didn’t want Jack to see her melt. This wasn’t hard to get. This wasn’t like that at all. ”Ah.. Sadie. Yeah. Even compliments like callin’ me smart sound like you tryin’ t’ be a smartass. Can’t say I appreciate that. Might as well pretend ta like me, y’know? Makes you a lil more tolerable, might make more guys wanta ask y’ out.” Sadie’s face changed into a frown. ”…Excuse me?” The blonde glared at him. ”Would you rather I said ‘Ohh, Jack, you’re sooo dreamy, kiss me now’?” Finally, Sadie was angry. ”I think my dating life isn’t any of your business.” She muttered.
However, Jack had to hold the door open for her, trying to be a gentleman. She only rolled her eyes. ”After you, madame.” Sadie walked in, and said curtly, ”Thank you.” before walking into the theater.
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