a whole new world

I really wanna love somebody I really wanna dance the night away I know we're only half way there But you can take me all the way, you can take me all the way I really wanna touch somebody I'll think about you every single day I know we're only half way there But you can take me all the way, you can take me all the way You're such a hard act for me to follow Love me today, don't leave me tomorrow, yeah But if I fall for you, I'll never recover If I fall for you, I'll never be the same

School was something Atty had thought she was used to. It was just her and a screen full of information all day, without the distraction of other kids to bother her. Honestly though, that had been pretty lonely at times. With Zeus and the others always doing shows and leaving her to her schoolwork most of the time, it'd gotten a little rough at times. Not that she'd complained. Her brother always did his best to make her feel loved and important, and Athena knew that. It just wasn't the same. Once they'd decided to settle in New York, the eighteen year-old genius was dead set on making friends her age and had convinced Zeus to let her go to an actual college. The past few months had been odd, to say the least. Athena couldn't remember ever being around a crowd that wasn't screaming her brother's name or belting out his lyrics. No, these groups of people were calmer and stared at her more often. She felt awkward when a group of guys wolf-whistled her as she walked past. All the girl could think to do was cast them an irritated glare and flip them the bird. Lenny had told Athena to never let a guy treat her like a piece of meat; back then she hadn't realized guys really did that. Now that she knew first-hand though, it sent disgusted chills up her spine. Zeus would kill someone if he ever caught a guy doing that... she thought absently as she strode over to a bench not far from the school building. Her Latin class had just ended, the last of her classes for that day. Athena would usually head home by now, but it was a nice day out. While a bit nippy, her leather jacket kept her toasty because of the layer of soft gray cotton beneath it. Slipping her silver Beats over her ears, a satisfied grin slipped over her pink lips as Falling in Reverse blasted through the speakers. While the contents of most of Ronnie Radke's songs were rather inappropriate and contained promiscuity, they were catchy. The songs Atty wrote were different, softer and more innocently dreamy, but that was mostly because her music was inspired by bands like The Fray and Lifehouse. Just as she'd begun to rummage through her leather bag for a piece of paper to write lyric ideas onto, she felt something (or rather someone) fall onto her. Letting out a surprised yelp, she instinctively dropped what she was holding and lifted her hands away from the stranger. "What in the Gods...are you ok?" @blake | outfit hurr~ | notes: hope this is ok! sorry that it sucks, i'm just getting back into humans x)

LOVE SOMEBODY

I wanna feel like we're never gonna ever stop ♥

His college day was basically over and he was more than ready to begin the journey home. That involved dropping by one particular on campus cafe that had maybe the best coffee that he had ever tasted. Okay so that was a lie, he had most definitely had better coffee but it was the best available on campus and he was one of those people who just could not live without their ten cups of coffee a day. You'd think that would be an exaggeration but sadly it is not, ten cups was the average intake of coffee for Blake - and people wondered where he got his energy from. The amount of energy he had at times was somewhat worrying and a fair bit annoying at the best of times, he often got on other people's nerves and sometimes it bugged him - it made him feel bad from time to time, but for the most part he didn't even realise it was happening and that was a good thing because if he did he'd feel terrible and be sad. No-one wants a sad Blake.


At this point in time he had gotten his coffee and was walking through the campus in order to get to the bus stop so that he could get on the bus that would take him home - where he would play some video games and then watch some television show (which he was yet to decide on). That was what he did when he was not working or in class - most of the time anyway, there were times where he was studying though, but he didn't like doing that and always seemed to do well with his college work anyway. Maybe he was just gifted? Whatever it was he liked it because it gave him more time to do all those fun things that he loved. 


Now, it should probably be mentioned that Blake Foster was rather clumsy. He was always tripping on his own feet (or nothing) and walking into things that are easily avoidable. More often than not he hated it - wouldn't you - and these clumsy instances resulted in him hurting himself in one way or another. But it was rare that anyone else was injured or even bothered by it. So as he was walking through campus, coffee in hand, not thinking too much about his surroundings, when he tripped on, well nothing but his own feet. It would have been okay if he hadn't dropped his coffee in the process and knocked into someone. Steadying himself he looked at the person he had knocked into - they had let out a noise of some kind - and took in their appearance. A girl who was casually dressed and didn't look like she was about to rip his face off for bumping into her - they were his favourite. "Crap, I'm sorry." He said as he straightened up and brushed himself off even though there was no reason to do so since he hadn't actually fallen over. Glancing down at the coffee that was now spilled on the ground receiving annoyed looks from the other people walking by, he sighed. He'd have to get another. "I'm good. Are you okay?" He added in an awkward smile as he asked.

tagged - @atty // words - 543 
notes - late, i hope this is okay