♫ rocĸѕтar ♫ closed.

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Jonas eyes flew open when she heard something crash to the ground right next to her head, bringing her back to reality in a rather... unpleasant way. Her hand reached to clutch her heaving chest, willing her heart to calm down and her breathing to slow to a normal pace. Jonas jumped when she heard the same vulgar words that she was thinking blurted out from a deep voice above her, noticing the boy hovering next to her for the first time. Slowly she sat up into a sitting position, her hair all disheveled around her head, and looked at the silhouette of the boy with narrow eyes; half from glaring, and half because the sun was shining in her eyes. "Excuse you, what the h*ll?" She said coldly. Reaching over to where the crash came from she picked up a now badly cracked cell phone. "I"m assuming this is yours?" Jonas pulled herself to her feet so she could get a better look at this intruder. Even though he was on a lower step than she was he was significantly taller than her. The air around him was filled with the smell of expensive perfume and what she could tell was an obvious superiority complex. She gave him a good once over; he was decent looking she supposed, especially his eyes, and his clothes looked like they were more expensive than the perfume. His jeans alone looked as if they cost more than her entire outfit. Smirking, Jonas arched an eyebrow and held out the phone to him.

{ Just for referance c: how she's dressed:
Pants
Shoes
And just like, a plain black shirt or something.. Yeah.

[Johnlock]

Kennedy "Ken" Carmichael
Ken looked around, trying to pull himself together. Okay, he was at a school. When did he decide to go to a school? The model still didn't realize he had taken a few wrong turns. Last thing he knew he was on his way to a very important lunch meeting. And now? He was standing outside a high school with some random in shredded pants. That reeked of cigarettes. His dainty nose wrinkled for just a second. His father, and his bullies, had always smoked cigarettes, and it was not a smell associated with happiness for him. His eyes skimmed down from her face (potential to be very pretty, once rid of the dark makeup and lip piercings. they distracted from nice eyes and high cheekbones.) to her hand, holding his now broken beyond repair cell phone. The screen was frozen on the call with his agent, but he would never again talk to anyone through it. He cursed again.
"F***. Yeah," Ken gingerly took the phone from her, letting it swing between two fingers. Who cares if it fell, he'd rather not get broken glass lodged in his skin. Meeting the eyes of this strange girl once again, he asked, "Where the h*** am I? And how do I get back to Main Street? I'd Google it, but.."
He trailed off, nodding his head to the shattered device in his hand.

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Noticing how his nose wrinkled and the slight look of distaste evident on the boy's face, Jonas's smirk disappeared and a harder expression took its pace. What was his problem? She wasn't the one who almost stepped on his face, or made his phone break. She couldn't help but role her eyes at his questions, "A little lost without your technology are we?" Turning away from him for a moment she bent down to pick up her backpack that she had been laying and slung it over her shoulder, then ran her hand through her wild hair a few times to make the ebony mass lay down straight again. "Well Pretty-boy," She said as she turned her attention the the boy again, feeling like that was a more than appropriate nickname for him. "This right here is a high school, and Main Street is about a block that way." She nodded her head in the opposite direction of the school, towards what must of been the road that the boy came down if he was trying to find main street. Jonas took a step around him and walked down the steps of the school.

[Johnlock]

Kennedy "Ken" Carmichael
Ken wasn't surprised by this girls behavior. No, he was stunned. He couldn't remember the last time he spoke to someone who didn't know his name, or at least recognize him. Or even if they didn't know that, girls in most cases were quite, well, kind to him. It was intriguing, yes, though slightly offensive.
"Thank you," he called back to her, his tone sharp and less than appreciative. "And the name's Ken. Ken Carmichael."
His arms crossed over his broad chest, and a smug look played onto his face. He couldn't wait to see her reaction. In his head he could picture this girl stopping in her tracks, turning around with wide eyes as she heard the name of this internationally known supermodel. She'd look him over again, realizing that it was really him. She'd be apologizing for being rude, asking for pictures, autographs, a date to prom (yes, that had happened a few times. for some reason these teenage girls always thought that he would be willing to take them to their school dances. silly.). And he would oblige to a picture or two, sign her forehead upon her request. And they would part, him to his meeting and her to shriek to her girlfriends about how she met the Ken Carmichael.

(sorry ken's so full of himself at this point. i promise he'll get better as the rp goes on!)

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{{ Oh it's fine xD I think it's fun that he's lie this! Jonas isn't very nice to him right now anyway >.<}}

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Jonas did stop, completely frozen in her tracks. A moment of silence went buy, the only noise to be heard came from the cars passing by and the gently breeze that ruffled leaves and teased both of their hair. Suddenly, Jonas exploded with laughter. Not just little laughs either, it was a rich, full laugh that made her hold her id section. Her laugh was surprisingly girly, not at all matching her outward appearance. It was light and happy, almost musical. She looked back at Ken with a charming and yet teasing smile. "Ken, huh? Like as in Barbie's boyfriend?" She teased. When she noticed how Ken was standing it only made Jonas laugh more; his smug look and his crossed arms were priceless. Whatever reaction he was expecting out of her, this definitely was not it.

[Johnlock]

Kennedy "Ken" Carmichael
Ken bit down hard on his tongue to keep from yelling with frustration. His sculpted face burned pink, partially from anger and partially from embarrassment. What was it about this girl? Any other her age would be tripping over their own feet to impress him. And she, well, she didn't even know who he was.
"No," he shot back. His voice was icy cold and piercing; the short word nearly spat with acid. He descended one step. "Ken, as in international supermodel who has more money and fame than you can even dream of." Another step. "Who is the face of Burberry and Calvin Klein." Two steps this time. "And who is getting," more steps, as he spoke this time. "the h*** out of here." The last few remaining steps brought him face to face with the girl. Well, her face to his chest. He was quite a bit taller. But this gave him to opportunity to tower over her with a sour look on his lovely face.

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Ashley felt relieved watched as everyone else, but Ryder, had left the bus, and focused on Ryder as he spoke. "Yeah, I do feel better...and I'm sorry Ryder...I just-I just didn't know what to do...I thought if I got away for a little bit everything would turn out to be just fine, but... She paused and looked at Ryder, her eyes glittering with new tears and her voice began to slightly shake. "But I couldn't...I felt so defenseless, so helpless...when you got there it felt alright, I felt safe and secure..." The girl added slowly, and shakily as a stray tear had slid down her cheek. She wrapped her arms around Ryder, pressing her face into the drummer's chest. "I'm sorry...for everything...for wandering off, for-for what happened earlier...I thought you had said you liked me, and I took it as you liked me more than a friend..but I guess I was wrong.." Ashley added, not moving her face from being burried in Ryder's chest so her voice was muffled..

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Her smile faded with every step down Ken took and by the time he got to where she was Jonas was wearing a face that was somewhere between anger and hurt. She instinctively flinched and took a step back when Ken took his last step, he was way took close for comfort. How dare this boy, this stuck up brat speak to her this way. And how dare he make assumptions about her life. Whether they were true or not he had no right to say any of the things he was saying. "And who am I? Well, thanks for asking!" She said in a sarcastically cheerful tone as she looked up at him with cold blue eyes. "I'm Jonas, Jonas Cathryn. The girl who had no clue who you were because she doesn't care about all that crap." She reached out and pushed his chest, knowing that it wouldn't really knock him anywhere, he was too solid for that. It was more just for the effect. "And who still doesn't care. Now then, if you're getting the h*ll out of here, then go."

[Johnlock]

Kennedy "Ken" Carmichael
Ken almost missed it. No, that wasn't it. He never could have missed it. He didn't recognize it, thats what. The dull thud, sudden need to apologize. It was a feeling unlike any other, and one he was quite unfamiliar with. Because Ken Carmichael did not feel guilty about things. He did not feel bad for people. It just wasn't who he was. But now, for some reason, he felt like a awful human being for what he had said to this girl. Jonas. He stumbled backwards as she shoved him. Not even really a stumble. More of a step back, a shrinking the proud way he held himself. Then he turned on his heel, and took just a few paces away. Then he felt the previous anger bubble up again. Why should he feel bad for Jonas? He had asked for directions; she had mocked him. He introduced himself; she laughed at him. He had merely explained his situation. He turned his head over his shoulder, his blue-gray eyes hard. "Fine, but don't pretend you weren't making fun of me first. If theres anything I hate, its bullies who like to make themselves the victim."

(of course, ken doesn't realize he was a huge jerk to start with, so she had a point in being mean to him.)

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Jonas started to feel her anger deflate and she sighed, running a hand through her hair. "I wasn't making fun of you," She said and resisted her natural urge to roll her eyes. "I was teasing. It wasn't intended to be hurtful, that's just how I interact with people." That was the closest thing to an apology Ken was going to get out of her. "And what about you, huh? Acting so high and mighty, so superior." She said accusingly but was also smirking which took some of the edge off of it. "The way you said your name when you introduced yourself, then puffing out your chest and waiting for me to start fawning all over you just because your pretty face is in places here and there." As she spoke she mimicked the way that Ken had been standing before; She held her chin high and crossed her arms across her puffed out chest. Though, with her tiny feminine form, she was no where near as alpha looking in comparison. "Admit, you expected me to turn into some groveling fan girl the moment you said your name. And the fact that I didn't caught you off guard, and that's part of why you're so upset right now." She arched her eyebrow, challenging him to say that she was wrong.