Thread: Shooting Stars (Velvet Stars)

A deep sigh passed Caitlyn's lips, as her head dropped back in the chair, her brown eyes stareing at the classrooms roof. The class was almost over, being the last of this day, meaning the weekend was right beyond the tunnel. Yet Caitlyn was'nt really that overjoyed. Just another borring weekend, to mend the borring workdays. Caitlyn had a rather dull and morbid view of life these days, failing to see the reason for it all. She should work her ass off at school, just to do exactly the same after college? Caitlyn closed her eyes, drifting away to her music, as her head gently bounced. The metalic sounds and dark rythums soothing her tested spirit. She didn't have many friends at school, mostly because everyone saw her as a freak. A morbid girl, with a guys hobbies. As the bells rang, she stood up in an instant, throwing the black, rather ripped bag over her shoulder, and picking up the badly damaged skateboard, resting against the chair. A few classmates waved at her, and she returned it, with a small smile. Nothing more given, nothing more expected. As soon as the first foot was set outside the classroom, she dropped the skateboard in front of her, jumping upon it, and slideing down the hall. She easily dodged pass other kids in the hallway, the few who didn't make way. She reached into a pocket, pulling out a pack of cigarettes from her black, rather ripped jeans, pulling a smoke and lighter from it. She placed the cigarets filter between her lips and lit the zipos flame in front, lighting the long neck. After a deep heave from the cigaret, she dropped off the skateboard, takeing a few quick steps, to get over the edge of the doorway, and past a few crouded kids. Just as she got outside, she jumped, placeing the skateboard bellow her feet, slideing along her way. She knew her sister got off, about the same time as her, yet she didn't feel like waiting. She needed some time alone in the park. Again. An angre janitor ran a few steps after her, cursing his lungs out. I saw you skateing inside Caitlyn! And smokeing! You'll ge tto work for that next week! He shouted. Caitlyn simply rose a hand, raising her middle finger over her shoulder, at the angry janitor, as her free hand turned up her music, the heavy metalic tunes blasting through her head once again. Sighing softly, Jake left the office, after punching out. Another workweek taken care of. Time to get home, and enjoy another weekend. He always looked forward, to the weekends. It was'nt that he didn't have time for his children, he just enjoyed watching them through the entire day. They where the things that kept him on his feet. Kept him in line. After loseing his wife, he had been so near to falling for the bottle. Embraceing it, as his bandade. Yet his twins, flared a strong light, that kept him going. He had to stay strong, for their sake. Had to keep his head high, should they ever get down. To be able to lift them, as they did him. He never told them, how they helped him, in his darkest of times. Jake walked from the building, smileing at a partner, nodding a single time. Greet the twins from me chap! The man shouted, as Jake was about to get into his car. He chuckled and waved a single time. Will do Erick! Have a nice weekend. He shouted back, as he got in. It was only a ten minute ride, and then he'd be home. He knew Caitlyn would'nt be home for an hour or so still, and if her sister joined her, her neither. But that would give him some time to do some chors around the house, take a bath and prepared for the weekend. He also needed some shopping done, but he expected to ask the twins, if they wanted to join him for that. The engine of the well-cared-for old Mustang, roared as he backed out of the parkinglot, setting his course for home.