- Oh Runaway, You'll Be Okay -

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In the process of coming here I had to sneak out late at night to catch the plane, then the taxi out. Walking the couple miles to get here killed me, all the steep sloping hills. But I got to see a lot of my surrounding and everything was beautiful. Glad I'd finally arrived I'd hoped there were other people and by the look of it, there was. As I held by bags full of clothes and most of my belongings I had to swivel around to face him. His name was Christian, he held out his hand and I placed my bags down on the floor and reached out to shake his hand, "Zoella, it's nice to meet you." His hands felt firm, after shaking his hand I pulled back and at his offer I looked down at my bags, "Um...would you mind?" I ask him as I bit my lip. I was happy to hear we could choose our own bedrooms, I was excited to see what they looked like. I signed up for this without knowing what to expect. Well I didn't sign up but I made the decision to come here.

[Insanity-Defined]

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- Where: Upstairs. Tags: Zoella. -

Her handshake was firm, and her tone was friendly. At least, he assumed it was. Like with most people here, she would have a story... A long, sad story. That was generally the likes of these people. He himself had one. Christian idly wondered what her's was, and what she had been through. He leant closer to pick up her bag/s, giving a small encouraging smile. His hair fell back over his dark eyes, but he did not brush it away. He straightened up, the ridged muscle of his arms becoming more prominent as he took on the weight of the bag. It didn't seem to affect him too much. He headed towards the stairs, another yawn tickling his lips.
"Theres a bathroom up the hall, but I think there's a few rooms with bathrooms attached. Theres a nice single bedroom across from mine that might suit. I think that these are taken..."
His voice was calm and easy-going, as it slowly explained the current situation in the building. He turned slightly, waiting to hear a decision of some kind so that he knew where to set her bag. He scuffed his bare foot backwards and forwards on the floorboards idly, revealing the worn back on the end of his jeans, from where it slipped under his feet as he walked.

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As he picked up my bags I replied to his smile with my own friendly smile, he was very helpful. Picking up my handbag I followed behind him up the stairs. My eyes wandered as we walked up the stairs. My electric icy blue eyes looked around the area. Everything looked so new and fresh, I wanted to explore. As he spoke I paid attention to him and looked at the back of his head. I nodded and smiled, "Sounds perfect but just curious, does the one across from your bedroom include a bathroom?" I asked him. He was the first person I'd met here so far and he seemed to be very nice. I flicked by long wavy dark brown and ombre'd hair over my shoulder so it was in my way.

[Insanity-Defined]

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He raised one hand to his shaggy-haired head, and ruffled his brunette hair around a bit. It was generally straight, and liked to stick out in all different directions. His long side-swept bangs dipped low over his eyes, and he seamed to like it there. He turned his body towards her and thought for a moment, a little unsure. He raised one finger, and gave her that cheeky playful grin of his, before turning and striding down the corridor in that confident yet carefree way he had. The swoosh of his jeans against the hard wooden floors was a very homely sound, and he appeared to be humming a tune to himself. A song from sum 41 that he was connecting with at the moment. He came to the room accross from his and opened the door, poking his shaggy head in quickly. As it had been before, it was still unoccupied. He looked around and gave the room an appraisal. Very nice... with a large bed and a window that let the morning sun in. He checked along the walls until he found the white panelled door to a small yet tidy and rather well constructed bathroom. He came back to collect her bags.
"yeah, sure does. nice room too. Shall I take your bags in?"

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As he turned to me and grinned in a sort of mischievous cheeky sort of way I couldn't help but smile back, my white straight teeth showed through my pink lips. He then turned back around and strode down the corridor in a confident way that I just kept smiling as I followed. My eyes wandered down the corridor, I looked behind me and then my electric icy blue eyes flicked back forward. As he came to a stop outside the door, he poked his head in to look around I assumed then turning back to me he spoke and I smiled, "Sounds perfect and I don't mind. If it's not to much trouble" I said but picked up one of the bags in my other hand so there were only two up for offer for him to carry. I felt a bit guilty for making him carry them so early in the morning.

[aerti]

Dylan
I shrugged at Sophie's comment. "People come and go. It's never too crowded."
Reaching the top of the stairs, I took her about half way down the hallway
then softly kicked open a door to a room I new had no owner. I set her bag
by the queen sized bed, then turned to face her. "By the way, where are you
from?" I asked with interest, noting her accent.

Sophie nodded, it made sense no one really stayed. Apologies watched him kick the door, she then flickering the pale blank room with a dresser and a bed. "Should of brought so decorations." She mumbled to herself then glanced at Dylan. Sophie smiled "London." She said simply.

[morels]

Dani
"Yeah," I nodded in agreement with Elliot. "It's the beginning of the school year,
the time we get the most people. It'll clear out through the months." I sighed,
realizing my peaceful alone time was over. I loved when new people arrived, but
having it nearly empty was just more relaxing. I could hear a few new voices in rooms
behind me. I kept my eyes closed for an extra second when I blinked, trying to
restore my relaxation. "It's quieter out back and by the beach," I said to Elliot, turning
to him again. I shifted my weight on the chair, tucking my feet in under me. "I go
out there sometimes to clear my head. You should try it if you ever start feeling
claustrophobic," then, in a whisper, "I know I do."

Dylan
I decided to ignore her comment about the decor, considering I liked the simplicity.
I knew that wasn't meant for me to hear, anyway. Instead I focused on her other
statement. "Oh, that's pretty cool," I replied. Casually, I took a seat at the end of her
bed, assuming she wouldn't mind. "If it's okay to ask, how'd you end up here?" I wasn't
specific, and to be honestly I didn't even know if I meant here as in America or here as
in this house. I was interested to hear either story.

[RYCBAR123]

]Charlotte walked downstairs for the first time that morning. She had arrived in the night and was taken to a room. She was now given the opportunity to look around. She was wearing an over-sized, galaxy print sweatshirt over a pair of shiny, black leggings. She dressed for comfort although she did dress up every now and then. She was also sporting a pair of white converse. She wore these practically everyday. Charlotte clutched a book to her chest in case she found a nice place to read downstairs. She looked around at all the teens curiously wondering why they ran away. She pushed away her curiosity and sat down in a cozy window seat in order to read her novel.

"I will thank you," Elliot told her with a kind smile. He was actually really thankful that she for one took him in and secondly that she was being so kind. "I hope the others prove to be as great as you, " he added. He looked out the window towards the beach. The scene was tempting but he could wait. He may not like being around people but it would be rude to leave Dani.

[aerti]

Dani
"Yeah," I nodded in agreement with Elliot. "It's the beginning of the school year,
the time we get the most people. It'll clear out through the months." I sighed,
realizing my peaceful alone time was over. I loved when new people arrived, but
having it nearly empty was just more relaxing. I could hear a few new voices in rooms
behind me. I kept my eyes closed for an extra second when I blinked, trying to
restore my relaxation. "It's quieter out back and by the beach," I said to Elliot, turning
to him again. I shifted my weight on the chair, tucking my feet in under me. "I go
out there sometimes to clear my head. You should try it if you ever start feeling
claustrophobic," then, in a whisper, "I know I do."

Dylan
I decided to ignore her comment about the decor, considering I liked the simplicity.
I knew that wasn't meant for me to hear, anyway. Instead I focused on her other
statement. "Oh, that's pretty cool," I replied. Casually, I took a seat at the end of her
bed, assuming she wouldn't mind. "If it's okay to ask, how'd you end up here?" I wasn't
specific, and to be honestly I didn't even know if I meant here as in America or here as
in this house. I was interested to hear either story.

Sophie sighed and started to open her bags. "Well at five my parents disowned me. They were too stupid and drunk anyway.." She muttered the last part, Sophie always hated her parents. "I moved here with my auntie. kinda a lot like London, school, work, home, school work home." She started to explain. "But things were always, very smooth. Me and my Aunit fought... like, a lot."

[Insanity-Defined]

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- Where: Upstairs. Tags: Zoella. -

He shook his head a little, flicking his hair back in place for about the fourth time since he had left his bedroom. It shifted so easily. Giving another of his grins, he nodded and bent down to pick up the rest of the bags. Straightening up, he looked over at Zoella.
"Its no trouble."
He walked casually into the bedroom and dropped the bags onto the floor at the end of the large, comfy looking bed. Straightening up again, he looked around at the room. Yes, it did seam nice enough. It might get cold during the night, but then again, all the rooms did. Christian, in general, was a rather helpful guy. Along with his easy-going nature and that small hint of charm, he almost seamed like a 'decent' guy. But just like everyone else here, he had a story. He was just rather good at covering up that aspect of him and his past. Now, he wondered why this girl had run away. What had gone so wrong in her life? Maybe he would find out one day. But he would never ask. He simply gave her a smile and pretended to dip his imaginary hat, like a gentleman would, and stepped outside her door.
"If you need anything, remember, I'm right there."
He motioned to the door behind him.