sᏆᏒᎪᏁᎶᎬᏒ Than ƒαмιℓу || Semi-lit || Not Accepting

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Alec T. Raella
Twelve|Worried for Evan|Hallway-Boys' Room|Uh-Oh...
Alec nodded in the direction of the boys' room and knocked once on the door before slowly opening it. Seeing Evan sitting beneath a hole in the wall and staring at his bloody knuckles, almost in a daze, Alec advanced into the room. Seeing Evan's skateboard on the bed, he grew increasingly worried. Quickly he went over to Evan and stood by him. "Evan, what happened?" He asked, then decided to ask a better question. "Are you alright?" He asked.

[fly away.]

◙ Evan Lake Langer ◙

♪ Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever, forever forever
Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever young ♪

"Skateboarding is more than just a sport to me, it's my life. It's what keeps me going."

Evan still studied his knuckles, before looking up at Alec for a moment. For a minute his eyes looked glazed over, as if he was seeing someone that wasn't Alec. He shook his head a little bit, before nodding. "I.. I'm fine.." the boy still didn't seem to notice the lack of his own board, which he wouldn't have been very happy about had he noticed it. Some small, still sane part of his mind was yelling at him to get his board and just leave, become normal again. But the dazed part of his mind wouldn't allow it.

[Dani Fenton-Phantom]

αvery вryɴe
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Avery// Happy //"To the store, now."

Avery nodded, thinking of where the store was for a few moments before glancing up. "I thought you would know where the money is. You're the one who suggested it," He complained lightly. He bit his lower lip and thought hard about where the grocery money could be. He ended up shrugging and sighing, "We could ask Stella but that would defeat the purpose of doing it ourselves," He tilted his head to the side and sighed. He had no clue.

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[longlive]

Cory entered after Alec and stood right on the spot. There were holes on the wall and Evan's knuckles were bloody. She watched Alec walk over towards Evan, but Cory stood in her place near the door. "What's with the holes?" She gestured toward the empty pieces on the wall. She knew that it wasn't the best way to address the situation, but it was either that or nothing. Maybe she just should've said nothing.

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Alec T. Raella
Twelve|Worried for Evan|Boys' Room|This isn't good. At all.
Alec saw the look in Evan''s eye. That glazed over look. Cory spoke. Nice way to be subtle, Cory. He thought sarcastically before grabbing the board off of Evan's bed and offering it to him. "There's something wrong." He said. If Evan wasn't with his board... If Evan wasn't with his board, it was bad. Even in the short amount of time they'd known each other, Alec knew that Evan kept his board with him 24/7. He knew it was bad when Evan rejected it.

[fly away.]

◙ Evan Lake Langer ◙

♪ Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever, forever forever
Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever young ♪

"Skateboarding is more than just a sport to me, it's my life. It's what keeps me going."

Evan looked at Cory, then at the holes in the wall. "I punched it.. A lot.." Evan said, clenching his teeth together, then clenching his jaw. He looked at the board, as if it was just a piece of wood, like it used to be back when he was nine. Maybe that was it, the small sane part of his mind said, you're going back to be your nine year old self, because things were simple back then.. But that was strange, the sane part said. Evan looked up at Alec, shrugged, not taking the board, and went back to looking at his knuckles.

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Alec T. Raella
Twelve|Worried for Evan|Boys' Room|He rejected the board... This is bad... Should I tell someone?
Alec watched Evan curiously. Oh man. He thought, placing the board back on his friends bed. "What happened? What made you upset?" He asked. Though the holes in the wall would be annoying, Alec decided he'd find something to make it look normal until they could get it properly fixed, though they probably wouldn't soon. After all, they probably didn't have enough money to fix it. Maybe he could whip up a poster and they could cover the wall and make it look like normal.

[Gloxinia]

: : Gummi : :

"Damn," he frowned, thinking. He dug down into his pockets and pulled out his wallet. He flipped through it a minute, finding around seven twenties. He vaguely remembered rifling through his mother's wallet the day he left home, snatching the wad of money and then heading out. He breathed out a sigh of relief and looked up at Avery, smiling the slightest. "I have some money. Around one fourty; we could put it to some use. There's nothing else I really want or need."

[fly away.]

◙ Evan Lake Langer ◙

♪ Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever, forever forever
Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever young ♪

"Skateboarding is more than just a sport to me, it's my life. It's what keeps me going."

Evan tried to remember what had made him mad, but what had made him mad would make him sound completely crazy, wouldn't it? "Gummi didn't yell at me," he finally replied, before he realized that it was more than that. "And my parents were probably crazy, and now I have their crazy genes. And guess what? I'm going to end up at the looney house and guess what again? They still won't be there, they'll NEVER be there.." Evan felt tears welling up in his eyes, but he wiped them away with his non-bloodied hand. "And I'm a frickin' baby that can't get over anything.."

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Alec T. Raella
Twelve|Worried for Evan|Boys' Room|Er...
Alec listened to Evan. "Evan, stop beating yourself up. We all have had rough times. We all cry sometimes, we all act different at times. You're more sane than some of us." He said, recounting many times before. He'd had rough times, cried, and acted a bit out of character at times. But that was what made him himself. He couldn't believe Evan was doing that to himself.