put your fingers in your ears __ brodie.

[Skye Myers]

and the kids are all fucked up

skye wasn't a runaway. it was almost impossible to run anywhere when you were staying in guilds, they were strict about most things there. she'd much rather stay next door at terryton that was for sure, with dart. now that would have been a whole lot more fun that with the assholes that lived in guilds. okay, so not all of them where that bad, but a lot of them were. they all thought she was too innocent looking and pure because of what she looked like. she'd already got herself into trouble for slapping one of the guys who sort of... came onto her at guilds. she sure wasn't a push over and he was damn ugly. okay, getting back on track she wasn't running away. she had nothing to run away from.

so she'd turned up to the only place she knew that she wouldn't get reported. runaway park. she didnt know if that was it's real name, after all why would they make a park purely for the benefit of runaways? wasn't running away something people disapproved of around there? skye had no idea, she'd only lived there for a matter of months and yet she already had a reputation around town. fucking people. didn't give her a chance. so yeah, i better explain how skye actually got their in the first place right? well, skye's counselor said that she wouldn't be there much longer, that she'd soon be put back into another home. it hadn't been a permanent stay anyway. she hated it at guilds and apart from slapping the guy, she'd had perfect behaviour. she hadn't stole or lied to anyone. her counselor wasn't too bad after she put a fuss about having counselling in the first place.

so she'd been told she needed to be out and about, socialise more. she'd been taken with her counsellor to a social event with others 'just like you, skye'. thats what she had been told. and then when she needed some fresh air, she managed to get away. she just ran and now it would cause a hell of a lot more trouble. she'd hoped to see dart or something. she went to the school first, hung about for a while and then decided on going to the park. maybe she'd just stay there, no one had spoken to her yet. she was sitting on a bench towards the middle of the park on constant alert for someone looking for her. and her hands were shaking a little in the cold as she was only wearing a blue top, black jeans and she had dumped the orange jacket they'd been made to wear. but the bright orange wrist band was still wrapped around her wrist. the only sign she came from guilds. but she quite liked it. her favourite colour. what the hell was she going to do now?

[Brodie Aldwyn]

Its too late to go.

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[/b] She said simply with a smile as she got back up. "Ehe...not watching where I was going. Sorry." Brodie was trying to be nice. Which was very strange but this all called for a change. Wayde had almost killed Thad and Brodie had finally realized that it was time for a change for the better.
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[Skye Myers]

god has lust for everything

Skye stood up and took a few steps one way and then two steps the other way. Where could she go? She didn't know hardly anyone. All she had was guilds, that wasn't home, and her old orphanage but she definitely wasn't going back there. That definitely wasn't home either. She had nowhere to go. No friends. Okay, so she had Dart, pretty much the only friend she'd had a few years. Oh yes, how sad. She wasn't socialable. So she was hardly ever nice to new people. Skye was someone who knew loads of people, she'd been to three different schools and one orphanage and now guilds. She knew a lot of people but had hardly any friends. No one she could trust, not fully. What a sad life. But what the hell was she doing? Feeling sorry for herself?

She took a few steps one way and then back again and span around in a circle. She was frustrated. Might as well go back to Guilds. No where else to go, but maybe she could stay here for a few more hours? As she was about to turn and go back to Guilds, give up she felt someone walk straight into her. She turned around stared at the girl who'd walked into her, watching her as she stood up to her feet. At least she had said sorry, Skye might have bitten her head off if she hadn't. "Er.. its okay" She said, it was one of her better days today. Where she was feeling a bit nicer than usual. "I've seen you before" Skye said, short and snappy although it was a fact and not anything interesting. She had seen this girl before, out of her window. She lived in terryton or at least visisted often.

Skye rubbed her arms, they had goosebumps up them from the cold. It didn't usually affect her, but she'd much rather be cold than have that disgusting orange jacket on that brought so much attention to skye. "Do you live in terryton?" Skye asked her and then immediately regretted it. Why did she say that? In fact, why hadn't she just walked away. Because she wanted a reason to stay away from Guilds? Because she wanted to say she knew more people? Because she was alone and there was all kind of weirdos in that park? Why ever she had said it, she had and now she might as well wait from a reply, if this girl was going to give it. Afterall most people were nicer than Skye, who usually would have just walked away.

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[Brodie Aldwyn]

Its getting light out.

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[/b] She said simply with a slight glance around her. "Didn't you used to?" She asked her searching for her. She was sure she was familiar. Maybe she hadn't stayed at Terrytons at all, or maybe just for a bit. Sometimes kids got dropped off while there parents were in rehab or jail and got out again when their parents came back for them. Brodie was starting to face the fact her mother would never come back to get her. She was six foot under how could she and her father would never get out of jail.

It was that simple.

Brodie watched her, trying to think of her name desperately. She was pretty sure this kid had been at Terrytons mind you Brodie found it hard to remember who had been there, she was going on ten years now living in that home and thats what it was her home. She had watched people come and go. Kids come in, kids get fostered. Kids growing up and leaving and suddenly she had become one of the teenagers, the older ones and the one that would be leaving in a years time.
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