{Sorry that it took me so long guys. }
~*Alice Catherine Joyce*~
Alice awoke to the aggravating sound of her brother shouting at her. She sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes in a desperate attempt to get rid of the sleepiness, and stood up quickly, only to fall back down onto her bed, shaken by dizziness. She absent-mindedly ran a hand through her blue hair, and sighed, hearing Zach continue to scream at her to get up. "Shut the hell up Zach, I'm awake!" She shook her head, standing up slowly this time, and walked into her black and blue bathroom, and smiled, glad that she had taken a shower the night before. She brushed her teeth, and splashed her face with some cold water before attempting to brush her odd colored hair. She changed into one of her favorite costumes, in a rush, having checked her blue and silver watch, only to find that she was late. Zach came to the top of the stairs, an eyebrow raised and a smirk upon him. "Awake, of course you were. Though it took you an awfully long time to get to this point." She ignored him, brushing aside him with a scoff, and taking the steps two at a time.
Alice had run into the kitchen, applying a thin layer of lip gloss after having eaten a slice of toast, plain sadly, in a rush. She stood at the doorway, quickly putting on her boots, her book bag over her shoulder, thinking through what she had remembered, and what she had forgotten. Zach came down, his arms crossed before him as he stared at Alice momentarily. "Do you have everything?" She nodded slowly, but dropped her bag after a moment, cursing to herself. She ran up the stairs, skipping as many as she could without falling, and skidded to a stop in her restroom, putting in her piercings; her nose piercing, and her blue earrings. She ran back down the stairs, skidding to a stop right in front of her doorway, picking up her book bag. "How do I look?" She asked, striking a mock model pose, causing her brother to burst out laughing. She gave a falsely angered hmph, before turning out the door, only to hear shout behind her. "Have a great day Alice! And you looked fine!" Alice found herself laughing as she ran to the bus stop, just as the bus pulled in. She climbed on quickly, smiling brightly as she looked at the many faces, and sat down on the seat beside an empty seat, not that it bothered her.
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.:Matthew Dean Marck:.
Matt had been awake for quite some time, but he hadn't left his bed. He was already wearing his jeans, though he currently wore no shirt, and had been planning on changing shortly. He sat up, standing up immediately with the same momentum that he had gained while sitting up quickly. He stretched, yawning loudly, before walking over to his closet and throwing open the doors. He walked in, grabbing a simple shirt and his hoodie, and changed out quickly, brushing his hair with his fingers in a futile attempt to calm his wild, bed head hair. He smirked, running downstairs, his shoe laces untied, and slid into the bar stool that sat before the counter, and smiled lightly, pouring himself a cup of juice and grabbing a bagel with cream cheese out of the pantry. His father smiled, coming down in his business suit for his job at the realty office. He rolled his eyes, and his smiled faded immediately, and he left the house immediately.
Matt ran to the bottom of the stairs, shouting up at Cally. "Wake up!" She stepped out of her room to the top of the steps and looked down at Matt with an annoyed expression. "Why did you wake me? I don't start till next week." He laughed lightly, grabbing his backpack and slinging it over his shoulder. "Just getting you used to the schedule. See ya!" And as Matt ran out the door, he heard Cally give an exasperated sigh, though he knew she was smiling, and he found himself smiling as well as he picked up his skateboard, heading down the street to the school.
~*Alice Catherine Joyce*~
Alice awoke to the aggravating sound of her brother shouting at her. She sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes in a desperate attempt to get rid of the sleepiness, and stood up quickly, only to fall back down onto her bed, shaken by dizziness. She absent-mindedly ran a hand through her blue hair, and sighed, hearing Zach continue to scream at her to get up. "Shut the hell up Zach, I'm awake!" She shook her head, standing up slowly this time, and walked into her black and blue bathroom, and smiled, glad that she had taken a shower the night before. She brushed her teeth, and splashed her face with some cold water before attempting to brush her odd colored hair. She changed into one of her favorite costumes, in a rush, having checked her blue and silver watch, only to find that she was late. Zach came to the top of the stairs, an eyebrow raised and a smirk upon him. "Awake, of course you were. Though it took you an awfully long time to get to this point." She ignored him, brushing aside him with a scoff, and taking the steps two at a time.
Alice had run into the kitchen, applying a thin layer of lip gloss after having eaten a slice of toast, plain sadly, in a rush. She stood at the doorway, quickly putting on her boots, her book bag over her shoulder, thinking through what she had remembered, and what she had forgotten. Zach came down, his arms crossed before him as he stared at Alice momentarily. "Do you have everything?" She nodded slowly, but dropped her bag after a moment, cursing to herself. She ran up the stairs, skipping as many as she could without falling, and skidded to a stop in her restroom, putting in her piercings; her nose piercing, and her blue earrings. She ran back down the stairs, skidding to a stop right in front of her doorway, picking up her book bag. "How do I look?" She asked, striking a mock model pose, causing her brother to burst out laughing. She gave a falsely angered hmph, before turning out the door, only to hear shout behind her. "Have a great day Alice! And you looked fine!" Alice found herself laughing as she ran to the bus stop, just as the bus pulled in. She climbed on quickly, smiling brightly as she looked at the many faces, and sat down on the seat beside an empty seat, not that it bothered her.
.~*X*~.~*X*~.
.:Matthew Dean Marck:.
Matt had been awake for quite some time, but he hadn't left his bed. He was already wearing his jeans, though he currently wore no shirt, and had been planning on changing shortly. He sat up, standing up immediately with the same momentum that he had gained while sitting up quickly. He stretched, yawning loudly, before walking over to his closet and throwing open the doors. He walked in, grabbing a simple shirt and his hoodie, and changed out quickly, brushing his hair with his fingers in a futile attempt to calm his wild, bed head hair. He smirked, running downstairs, his shoe laces untied, and slid into the bar stool that sat before the counter, and smiled lightly, pouring himself a cup of juice and grabbing a bagel with cream cheese out of the pantry. His father smiled, coming down in his business suit for his job at the realty office. He rolled his eyes, and his smiled faded immediately, and he left the house immediately.
Matt ran to the bottom of the stairs, shouting up at Cally. "Wake up!" She stepped out of her room to the top of the steps and looked down at Matt with an annoyed expression. "Why did you wake me? I don't start till next week." He laughed lightly, grabbing his backpack and slinging it over his shoulder. "Just getting you used to the schedule. See ya!" And as Matt ran out the door, he heard Cally give an exasperated sigh, though he knew she was smiling, and he found himself smiling as well as he picked up his skateboard, heading down the street to the school.
and he has a fascination with the military. Someday he wants to join the National Guard.
