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[CAMILLE ANN GREY]

It was a normal day for Cam. She was planning on going to the park, and who didn't love the park? It was such a typical Cam move, too. She was a senior in high school. She may not be the most respected senior.. actually, she was probably one of the weirdest seniors at that school. She was talented, though, people had to give her that. So what if she may come off a bit insane, right? So what if she was a bit confused about what she liked in a person.. well, looks wise. She really only cared about personality. But, Cam wasn't going to think about that just this minute. She needed to think happy thoughts.. like snow, rain and winter! ..Wait, those weren't happy thoughts. Those were depressing thoats.Boy, Cam was pretty bad at that life thing, wasn't she? So she thought harder. Puppies, rainbows, grass, sun, beaches, sand.. okay, she was in a good place now. She closed her expressive eyes slowly, thinking about events that would be considered fun in the summer time. She could go swimming, tan.. but she didn't actually care about tanning. She just liked the thought of thinking like the other girls she went to school with. She was a bit odd, wasn't she?

At least her clothes looked normal today. No puffy sleeves or weird colours. Oh, wow, surprising. She was wearing jeans that complimented her figure. How she managed figuring out to get those jeans was a mystery to all. Her shirt was a big loose for her body, but she wasn't trying to show off. She assumed she had nothing to show off, but her dancing really did pay off. She stomach was flat and toned, something any girl would kill for. She didn't deserve the body she had, some people thought. She didn't know how to flaunt it. And when you got it, flaunt it! That doesn't apply to Cam, though. She doesn't know how to flaunt her body. If she did, she'd probably end up doing something wrong, anyways. But, this doesn't mean that she has this.. anti-relationship to her. She really does like relationships. She's just not good at them. Sometimes she follows people around, just to get to know them - to see what makes them tick. Then she becomes too attatched to watching this person everyday, it becomes a hobby. Now, if no one finds that weird, there must be something wrong with you.

Today, though, was just about her. She was going to freeze her ass off, attempting to have fun. But it wasn't as cold as she assumed it was going to be. She grabbed a black, long coat and pulled a warm, purple scarf around her neck. Cam contently left her parents' house, stepping into her Emus that were on the front porch. She got those for Christmas. She didn't even know that they were designer or whatever, but she did know they were warm. She opened the door to go outside, instantly feeling the nipping of the wind on her fingers. It was wet out. Not that she minded, really. It could be worse. There could be thunder and lightning. Then Cam would definitely go back inside and hide under her covers, on the verge of crying. Yes, storms scared her. Surprised? I really hope not. She's a character, though, that's for sure.

Finally, after 15 minutes of walking through slushy snow, she made it to the park. Likewise, no one was there.. but that was the best part about it! She could yell at the top of her lungs, and no one would hear her! She ran to the empty field that usually looks all green and spread her arms out to the sky. For some reason, she wanted to start singing 'the hills are alive, with the sound of music' but decided against it. Maybe she'd bring her imaginary friend out to play, or something. Wow, Cam. Only she would think of that.

tagged, none
notes, a bit of a crappy post, next ones will be much better and less ramblier.. i hope. xD
listening to, ready to fall - rise against

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[ROSIE JUN CARPENTER]

SO DO US ALL A FAVOR!

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[/color]Her words weren’t very loud, but they easily carried across the empty park as she stood up and decided to let the blonde know that she wasn’t alone. “It’s pretty huh?” Rose made more of an effort to make a conversation than usual, to stop the huge, awkward moment that she could feel coming up on the horizon.[/SIZE]

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TAGGED FOR[/color]; none
STATUS[/color]; completed =)
SOUNDTRACK[/color]; Lies - Mcfly
LYRICS[/color]; Lies -Mcfly ^^
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[CAMILLE ANN GREY]

Camille always acted like a goof, even if people were there. Honestly, even if she saw the girl there she would've done what she was planning to do. People already thought she was a weird person, so whats a few more people going to think? Did it matter? Not at all. Of course, if it was an important person from the Oval Office or something, she mght consider toning it down a bit. She MIGHT consider it, might being the key word here. People always wonder if she's on drugs, or something like that. Or if she was an alcoholicand she was drunk all the time, but no. She was "naturally high". She liked being a freakish girl. She was a senior, and even a few sophomores looked down on her. Did she care? Well, obviously not. What did she care that little kids made fun of her behind and in front of her back? She could probably beat them up! Actually, no, she was a pretty weak girl. She had leg muscles and stomach muscles, but to upper body strength. She didn't work out - she danced. She could run fast, though. No one was after her, though, thankfully. She's not bitchy to anyone, it's the complete opposite of that, actually. She's extremely nice to people, even if they continue to make fun of her. She'll either go along with it or act oblivious. Hopefully the girl wasn't one of those people. She had met a lot of people that were like that, but there was the few that were as crazy as her, if not more. Well, it might be hard to be more crazy than her, but people can try. Why would they try, though? Which was the reason for the less crazy people in this world.. why would you want to be crazy? Cam really didn't know, to be honest. She just liked being different.

Cam finally took a longer glance at the girl, making sure she didn't notice. But as Cam looked to her, the girl had actually said something. She really didn't come off as the bitchy type, so Cam just smiled widely. Cam didn't even seem like she was embarrassed, or anything. Well, she wasn't. "Hello!" She called back, cheerfully. She waved one of her extended arms and tilted her head to the side. She was going to sing out a greeting, but why scare the poor girl already? Cam wasn't too excited to make a new enemy, so she wasn't going to sing at her. "Everything's pretty!" Cam replied, still that wide smile across her lips. She noticed that the girl had a snow ball in her hands and Cam decided to invite herself over to help her.. or well, just walk over to the opposite girl. So her boots carried her through the snow to the other, getting a better look at her. She didn't have any mitts, but she extended her bare hand in front of her, attempting to introduce herself. "I'm Camille Grey, but you can just call me Cam." Cam waited to see if the the girl would shake her hand, or just continue making the snowball.. or run away. Cam was a bit in-your-face when it came to meeting new people.

tagged, rosie :]
notes, sorry that i took so long... D: and its not as good as i expected. x_x
listening to, waiting on a woman - brad paisley

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[ROSIE JUN CARPENTER]

YOU'RE THE NEW CLASSIC! YOU'RE THE NEW PYT!

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[/b] [/i] She held out her hand, which Rosie shook, shifting the snowball so that wouldn’t fall. “Rosie. I moved here a few weeks ago,” Now that Cam was here she might as well make an effort right? “I uh… I was going to make a snowman.” She gestured to the snow ball in her hand, looking down at it to hide the red tinge to her cheeks. She didn’t even want to think about how childish and stupid those words had made seem. Maybe Cam could do anything without being embarrassed, but Rosie couldn’t, even if her companion didn’t seem to bother with such a petty emotion.

Now that she was closer, Rosie thought she vaguely recognised Cam from school. She was senior wasn’t she? She hadn’t been in the school long enough for her to know everyone in her grade yet, so her knowledge of those older than her was indistinct, but she remembered a few faces, and Cam’s was one of them, the one who always acted strange and didn’t care what anyone thought. That explained her earlier behaviour then… Rose looked back up at the blonde and gestured to the unfinished snowman again, her embarrassment over, “D’you want to help? I’ve not got very far yet.” Her words slightly suprised herself, but seeing as Camille was already standing next to her, it what else could she do? She didn't want to tell her to go away.[/SIZE]

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TAGGED FOR[/color]; Camille
STATUS[/color]; completed
SOUNDTRACK[/color]; music in me - high school musical
NOTES[/color]; Sorry it's rubbish and short... -_-

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