Don't eat the meatloaf (Skylar)

[Skylar Brown]

Skylar Elizabeth Brown

(Cause Ain't No way I'm Let You Stop Me From Causing Mayhem)
(When I Say 'em Or Do Something I Do It, I Don't Give A)

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(Damn What You Think, I'm Doing This For Me, So F*ck The World)

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Skylar felt him sqeeze her hand, and that's when the freak out began because she realized she wanted to lean over and kiss him, and then she realized she was staring at his lips, and "God he has nice lips." and her heart felt like it'd stopped for a fraction of a second. In her head, she was growling at herself for liking Liam more than she was admitting to herself. No, she hated Liam. He was annoying, a bit of a smart ass, his accent grated on her nerves and he.. she just hated him. She had to hate him because she could not like him. At least that's what she was telling herself.

She withdrew her hand from his, even though her heart, and she wasn't even aware she still have one at this point, was still telling her to kiss him. She leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest and she was quiet again, twisted her face back into the emotionless mask she normally had on it, before she looked up at Liam again, the only trace of the smiling girl he'd just seen in her eyes, but even that was being replaced slowly with a cold, dark stare. "I don't know. I figure after I leave here I'll probably end up in prison some how anyway so I don't know where the hell I'd be. But I'd like to go back to Alaska, yes." It was where her mother was buried, it was where her childihood was buried, it was where all her hopes and dreams were buried. She couldn't just not go back.

Skylar looked around the cafeteria, then stood up, grabbing her tray. She walked over to the convayer belt that lead to the kitchen, then came back, moving the chair over like, two inches before sitting back down, resuming her defensive arms crossed over her chest position, and looked at him. "What about you? Is it back to England after this?"

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[williamwilkins]

Skylar suddenly pulled her hand from his, and crossed her arms aggressively over her chest. Liam just smiled, he was coming to understand that he couldn't expect Skylar to be uncomplicated about anything. He didn't think it was in her nature. And he was ok with that, in fact, he liked it. Skylar wouldn't be Skylar if she was straightforward.

Though, he would admit, he much preferred her open, smiling face, to the one she was wearing now. It just made her look cold and empty. And he was sure that Skylar was anything but. She just needed to learn it was ok to show that sometimes. Liam smiled wider, and he was just the guy to teach her. He needed a new hobby anyways, and well, he'd get the added bonus of getting to see her like that more often, which was more than enough reason for him.

His eyes followed her as she stomped off to put her tray away and came back. He tried not to laugh as she crossed her arms again. It was a hard sell though, she was just so transparent. He would wager that she had genuinely started to feel comfortable with him, and that freaked her out. He'd known people like that before, the kind that are scared as shit about letting anyone in. whats worse, those people never admitted it. He wasn't going to push it though, she'd get over it in time.

He shook his head at her question, leaning back in his chair and putting his arms behind his head again. “ Nah, I don't think so. England's not my home anymore. Though I do want to be able to go back to visit someday. It'll be back to Boston I think. It's where my family is. he nodded It may be lame, but I would miss my little brother way too much if I moved away from here permanently. he chuckled “ So are you an only child then? [/size]

[Skylar Brown]

Skylar Elizabeth Brown

(Cause Ain't No way I'm Let You Stop Me From Causing Mayhem)
(When I Say 'em Or Do Something I Do It, I Don't Give A)

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(Damn What You Think, I'm Doing This For Me, So F*ck The World)

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Skylar searched Liam's smiling face, wondering if she'd hurt his feelings by yanking her hand away. It pissed her off that she was worried about hurting his feelings. It pissed her off that she didn't want to hurt his feelings. Since when did Skylar-F*cking-Brown give a rats ass whos feelings she hurt? But no, it didn't seem like she'd hurt Liam's feelings, which made her happy, but also pissed her off because he was becoming immune to her being a complete bitch. What was Skylar without her ability to be a complete bitch and piss people off?

Skylar resisted the urge to smile when he started talking about his family, and how he'd go back to them. It was sweetthat he cared about them, Skylar had no one to care about anymore, and if she ever did she had no doubt the feeling would feel completely foreign to her, and would be another new emotion she didn't like feeling. Like caring about if Liam was upset or not,and wanting to kiss him. What was with her today? She was like suddenly grew a heart. An actual living, beating heart. Funny, she thought she locked that thing up years ago.

Skylar nodded to his question. "Yeah my mom and real dad didn't last long after she told him she was pregnant, I know that much. I don't know who he is, and I'm not one of those people that goes searching for their real family, so I probably never will. So I guess I might have half-siblings, but I don't know them so that doesn't count." She shrugged. Skylar was content with being alone, she didn't need siblings.

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[williamwilkins]

Liam chuckled a little and nodded Yeah, I really don't think long lost half siblings count. It's too bad really. I mean, If I could choose one person to just hang out with for the rest of my life, it would be Tom. He smiled a little ”In fact, you'd probably even like him Skylar, it's impossible not too. And as an added bonus for you, he's the complete opposite of me, which you would surely love. he joked smiling his lopsided grin.

Liam smiled, he was actually sure Tom would love Skylar. The kid loved everyone. And no one, no one could resist him, it was physically impossible for someone to dislike the younger Wilkins. Liam was sure that Skylar would open up and be that happy looking, smiling girl, within a few minutes of Tom meeting her. It was just the effect he had on people. The thought brought a smile to his face. Too bad they weren't in Boston, in just some regular school. He'd introduce them, and watch that angry shell just dissolve away.

He watched her for a moment, it was hard to tell what she was thinking. He'd love it if he could reach inside her brain and pull the thoughts out. But that wouldn't make it nearly as fun to try and navigate the many twists and turns she threw at him. At least she seemed to be willing to concede they were friends now. “ So Skylar, you still want me to crash the Sadie hawkins dance with you? If so, I need to find somewhere I can buy you a corsage, ASAP. he joked with a chuckle. He hoped she hadn't changed her mind about it. A small part of him was hoping, despite the fact that he normally didn't dance, that he could convince her to dance with him just once.[/size]

[Skylar Brown]

Skylar Elizabeth Brown

(Cause Ain't No way I'm Let You Stop Me From Causing Mayhem)
(When I Say 'em Or Do Something I Do It, I Don't Give A)

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(Damn What You Think, I'm Doing This For Me, So F*ck The World)

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Skylar slowly nodded. She doubted she'd like him. Even the complete oppisite of Liam would find a way to annoy her, everything and everyone did. Plus, Skylar would probably dislike the boy on principle. Probably unfair to the kid, but Skylar was one of those people that just didn't care, so why should this be any different? Besides, the kid had everyone else in the world to fall all over him and think it was the greatest thing since slice fricking bread. You know what Skylar thought the greatest thing since sliced bread was? A sandwich.

Then he asked about the sadie hanwkins dance. She would have just agreed, but she had to think about it. Did we want to pretty much go on a date with Liam, spending the whole night near him, when she was still trying to bury the urge to kiss him? Her mind was screaming at her that this wasn't a good idea, and that she should just say she was joking about the crashing, but she wanted to go.. at least she wanted to go with Liam, she probably wouldn't go other wise.

So she shrugged. "We can still go, I guess. " She guessed it was her turn to ask a question so just.. didn't know what too ask besides "Hey can I kiss you right now?" which.. she probably wouldn't ask ever. She'd either kiss himor not, she wouldn't ask. Why the hell does that? "So.. What happened to your dad?" He knew what happened to her step-dad.. it was only fair she knew what happened to his father, right?

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[williamwilkins]

Liam smiled widely when Skylar said they were still going to the dance. He had this awesome vision of her dressed up, looking all soft and gentle, just for one night, and there he would be, dashing and cool, coming in to sweep her off her feet, reminding her it was ok to feel things, and that people in general, Liam in particular, weren't that bad. And at the end of the night, both tired and exhilarated by endless dancing, and shenanigans, he'd walk her back to her dorm, and lean in to kiss her goodnight. Just a small brush of lips, but she would let him. What's more, she would like it. And soon, she wouldn't be able to get enough of it.

He shook himself out of that rather pleasant day dream when she asked him a question. His father. Liam frowned a little, talk about a downer. From a wonderful if not unrealistic fantasy, to his ass holw of a father. “ Actually, I have no idea. When I was released from the hospital, my mom took us straight from there to my grandmothers, and within six months, we'd moved to Boston. I haven't seen or heard from him since the night he gave me this.” Liam said, pointing to his scar. “ And good riddance I say. Though I wouldn't mind seeing him again now, not the scrawny little kid I was when I was fourteen. I'd like to see him try and hit me now.” he scowled, though had a small smile fighting to break through, the thought of getting revenge on dear old dad was always a nice one.

Liam shrugged “ Guess I'm not as over it as I like to think I am” he said with a bit of a chuckle. “Eh well, issues wouldn't be issues if they disappeared quickly, right?”

[Skylar Brown]

Skylar Elizabeth Brown

(Cause Ain't No way I'm Let You Stop Me From Causing Mayhem)
(When I Say 'em Or Do Something I Do It, I Don't Give A)

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(Damn What You Think, I'm Doing This For Me, So F*ck The World)

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It was weird.. seeing Liam angry like this. She'd seen him angry before, moments ago... But she'd been angry too so the amazment hadn't hit her. But Liam was angry. Liam was something other a, in the words of Woody Harrelson in Zombieland, a happy little spit f*ck. So she kinda stared at him. Why were you suppose to do in that situation? When she'd smiled in front of him the first time he had stared at her. She figured it was the same thing, her being happy and him being angry. They both happened about as often as the other one did.

She wanted to reach over and grab his hand again, and they could sit and complain for hours about the unfairness of being an abused child, and they'd grow closer, andthey'd be better friends... or not because Skylar knew if she held his hand she'd feel things again, things like the urge to kiss him, or like him. No. After James.. it was unfair. She'd almost dated him, they weren't offical but she liked him. Then he left the school...It was annoying, it didn't so much upset her, just annoyed her.

So instead of reaching over and grabbing his hand, Skylar's hands remained on the table, her indest finger on her right hand twitching with the urge to reach over. "I think it's perfectly acceptable to have as many damn issues as you want, eveyone has at least one. Just some people," She pointed at him. "Are better at hiding it than others." She pointed at herself. It was true, Liam was more well adjusted than she was.. Then again, Skylar didn't really try.

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[williamwilkins]

Liam laughed at Skylar's comment, not many people would say that he was good at hiding his issues. Clearly he needed work on them, he was here, wasn't he? And this was not a school for the well adjusted. This was a school for the screw ups and people who were definitely not able to deal with their issues. He supposed on the surface he seemed like he was better adjusted than her, but that's because she masked things with anger, he used laughter, really, they were two sides to the same coin.


“ I hardly think I can hide mine at all. Remember, I may have mentioned casual drug usage. I don't really think that qualifies for hiding my issues at all.” he smiled “ Ah well, I say we just embrace them, you're angry and full of violent tendencies, I'm dumb and make poor life choices, dynamic duo or something. He joked.

Liam's hand started taping on the table again, mainly because it was a habit he never really was able to control. But in this case, he may have been hoping he could get Skylar to make him stop again. He wasn't going to say anything, since there was a chance it would freak her out, or piss her off, but her hand had felt really good in his. He had briefly considered just reaching across the table and taking hers again, but he decided the best way to approach her was like yu would a skittish horse, any sudden movements could have her bolting. So he'd give her the excuse to do it herself.

“ So you said you play guitar, right? How long have you been playing?” he grinned “ And don't worry, I'm still not planning on asking you to start a band with me”[/size]

[Skylar Brown]

Skylar Elizabeth Brown

(Cause Ain't No way I'm Let You Stop Me From Causing Mayhem)
(When I Say 'em Or Do Something I Do It, I Don't Give A)

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(Damn What You Think, I'm Doing This For Me, So F*ck The World)

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Tap, tap, tap, tap. She watched his fingers. He wanted her to grab his hand again, but Skylar wasn't about to do that. He didn't have power over her like that, he couldn't just make her hold his hand by drumming his fingers on the table. No. Hell no. F*ck him. If he wanted to hold her hand he would have at least grab her hand every other time they held hands. She reached forward, her palm facing him, her fingers spread open so he could easily stop the drumming and lace their fingers together. She looked up from his hand to his eyes, going him a look that said "well?"

Skylar shrugged. "I was pretty young. I mean, it was after my mom died, so I would've been...nine, ten?" She didn't remember how old she was, but she did remember the day she got it and started playing. She wanted a guitar now, it would be something to do in this hell they tried to pass off as a school.

"And why the hell wouldn't you want to start a band with me? We could call it 'Skylar and that other guy with the funky hair'." Skylar smirked, making another crack on his hair. She actually kind of liked his hair. It looked soft, and perfect for running hands through. Not that she'd tell him that.

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[williamwilkins]

Liam looked down at Skylar's hand, sitting there and just waiting for him to take it. He let out a small laugh and reached over, clasping hers firmly, intertwining their fingers “ I'm really that transparent, huh? I'll have to work on being more subtle I guess.” he said with a grin. Not that he really cared about subtlety, his ploy had been anything but, and yet he still got to hold her hand again, so clearly it all worked out.

He smiled again at yet another dig at his hair, bringing his free hand up to run through it. “ You're really giving me a complex about the hair Skylar, I've always thought it was one of my best features.” he joked. “ Maybe I'll just shave it all off, that way you won't complain. I'm sure I have a perfectly formed skull, I could pull it off.”

He liked when she smirked, another look that suited her. He was getting the impression that he would be entirely content spends days, weeks, months even, just doing things that would bring out those rare smiles on her face. He would keep that thought to himself, even he thought it was cheesy, but that wouldn't stop him from trying. He felt like he had gotten to see more of what Skylar was underneath under all the bravado today, and frankly couldn't understand why anyone would confuse her for being scary, even if he had been one of those people just a little while ago. She just had layers, but they were clearly covering a gooey center.

He laughed again “ For the record, you were the one who didn't want to start a band with me in the first place. Which is a mistake. I'm wicked talented, we'd be a hit for sure.” he said jokingly “ Though our name would have to be something like Skylar and her insanely, hot beyond all reason drummer.” [/size]

[Skylar Brown]

Skylar Elizabeth Brown

(Cause Ain't No way I'm Let You Stop Me From Causing Mayhem)
(When I Say 'em Or Do Something I Do It, I Don't Give A)

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(Damn What You Think, I'm Doing This For Me, So F*ck The World)

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Skylar smirked down at the table. Maybe she should find something else to pick on Liam about, save the hair comments for every great once and awhile. She would hate to see Liam shave his head. "Oh, God no." She looked up at him, trying to hide her smirk and look serious. "Gross hair like yours is better than no hair." She shook her head softly. "And you're totally wrong... Your beat feature is your eyes.. or your smile." She shrugged. She'd always noticed peoples eyes first. Liam was the first person she probably ever noticed smiling, and liking the smile.

The red head looked away after complimenting Liam, her expression blank. Only two things could come of this, he'd make some comment about her complimenting him, or he'd just say thanks and give her some fake ass compliment of his own, like "oh Skylar you have such a beautiful face/personality/whatever the hell else" and Skylar would get defensive because she wasn't pretty. Pretty was her mother, and Skylar was nothing like her mother.

"I only said that because you followed me after I tried to walk away. I would have said I eat puppies in my post-toasties if I'd thought it would make you leave me alone," She looked back at him. "Maybe if you had given me time I would have been like 'hey, Liam, let's start a band!' but now, no, I feel insulted." Skylar joked right back, another smirk forming on her face. Because God forbid she just f*cking smile for once, no she had to smirk.

She shook her head. "Why not Skylar the bitch with the kick-ass hair and Liam who can't his head out of his ass? It seems like a much better name to me." Also, God forbid Skylar let Liam think for one moment he might actually be attractive. Oh god no, with every compliment can two insults. It's the way Skylar Brown rolls.

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[williamwilkins]

Liam couldn't help the grin that spread out on his face when she complimented him. He knew it. Who didn't love his eyes? It added a healthy layer to his ego, her admitting it was the equivalent of at least 40 other people admitting it. More than that though, it just made him happy. He thought she had brilliant eyes, and a wonderful smile, and was just all around gorgeous, it was nice to hear that she maybe was at least a little bit attracted to him as well. “ I like the whole compliment used to make me feel better about the insult to my hair.” he laughed “ But thank you.” he smiled, he wanted to use it as an excuse to shower her with compliments, but he had the feeling anything he said now, she would write off as being insincere, and he'd rather tell her he thought she was gorgeous when there was a chance she would believe him.

It wasn't wasted on him that she'd been smiling, well smirking, through out the exchange. Maybe if he hadn't been so focused on her face, he wouldn't be so obsessed with how she looked when she wasn't scowling. As it was, he found it hard to look anywhere else. Maybe she wasn't a traditional beauty, but there was something about her that Liam thought was just lovely. Add the fact that she was tough as balls, and tall, well, it was pretty much guaranteed that he'd fall head over heels in like with her.

He laughed as she went on to describe how desperate she'd been to get away from him that first day. It seemed like way further back than it actually was. He was glad he'd stuck it out, most people probably would have bolted as fast as they could after she dropped the first threat. It was good that Liam wasn't most people. “ Ahh, maybe I was a little on the persistent side, bordering on annoying that time. But come on, you're happy I didn't run away just because you barked at me. I mean, if not for that, you'd be sitting here alone, and not getting the joy of my company he joked.

Liam tapped his chin thoughtfully, as though he was considering the name she proposed. “ Alright, alright, that works for me. Under one condition though, we make it “Liam who can't get his incredibly good looking head out of his ass”? I think that will please us both nicely. he nodded.[/size]

[Skylar Brown]

Skylar Elizabeth Brown

(Cause Ain't No way I'm Let You Stop Me From Causing Mayhem)
(When I Say 'em Or Do Something I Do It, I Don't Give A)

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(Damn What You Think, I'm Doing This For Me, So F*ck The World)

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Skylar felt her smirk start to turn slightly into a smile when he laughed at her post-toasties joke, she liked his laugh. Things could have gone so differently that day, like she could have punch him in the nods when he turned around rubbing thetop of his head where she'd tried to knock him out, and then he would have just been knocked out and wouldn't tried to have talk to her anymore. Maybe she was glad that didn't happen, and he hadn't ran away when she "barked" at him.. Maybe she liked Liam. Maybe. "Maybe a little persistent side? Maybe a little annoying? I wish I could see myself in the light you seem to see yourself in, because then I'm sure I'd be a lot happier. Obviously I'd be the most wonderful, beautiful human being on the earth with no faults, because all my flaws are just awesome too."

Why was it so fun to mess with him? She messed with people because she could, and she didn't care about if nothing people did or not. But Liam.. Liam was special, like if anyone else messed with him she'd get pissed because Liam was hers to mess with, no one elses, just hers. It all made sense in her head. She stared down at their hands again, her thumb running up and down his finger.

She looked backup at him. "How about 'Skylam'? A mixture of our names without any added bullshit about how 'insanely good looking' we are.. Maybe sometimes it's good to be humble.." Not that Skylar wanted Liam to change.. No, she liked him like he was.. It was like mixing sugar and spice with vodka and ice. Not that she'd admit to thinking this but.. maybe a little bit og good in her life would be good for her... not that she was about to get her hopes up that Liam was her knight in shining armor.

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[williamwilkins]

Liam chuckled and nodded at her statement about how he viewed things, it was right on the money. Sure, he had his insecure moments, but for the most part, what you saw was what you got with Liam. He could admit that perhaps his ego was a little inflated, but who else but yourself could be your biggest and best fan? He grinned “ Ah, see now you're starting to understand how I work a little better. Trust me Skylar, life is way, way easier if you just come to terms with being amazing” he nodded.

Liam smiled, feeling her finger run over his thumb. He glanced down and looked at their hands. Despite the scars, and everything he knew about her, Skylar's hands still looked delicate and small wraped up in his. He wanted to unwind their fingers so he could bring her hand to his mouth and kiss it. An outdated practice, to be sure. But he wanted to press his lips against her skin, see if it was as soft as it looked. And a kiss on the hand was probably the place he could plant one that was the least likely to result in a punch. He held back though, one, because it was a weird thing to do. And two, it would probably just give her more ammunition to taunt him. Not that he minded her taunts, it was just that she hardly was at loss for new material.

He couldn't help but notice that she was looking more genuine, that her smirk was turning into more of a smile, which of course made Liam smile broader. He chortled at her name choice. “ Humble you say? Well that is a strange word, I don't think I've ever heard it. Are you sure you didn't just make it up?” he joked. “ Skylam though, that does have a good ring, doesn't it? I suppose we can just let people figure out the 'insanely good looking' part on their own.”[/size]

[Skylar Brown]

Skylar Elizabeth Brown

(Cause Ain't No way I'm Let You Stop Me From Causing Mayhem)
(When I Say 'em Or Do Something I Do It, I Don't Give A)

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(Damn What You Think, I'm Doing This For Me, So F*ck The World)

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Skylar rolled her eyes in a show when Liam said something about her making up the word humble. Of course he had a smart ass comment to make about something he said. The day he didn't have a smart ass comment to say about somethat she'd said was the day she wore a pink tutu and danced like a ballerina down the hallways. "Yes, William. I woke up today thinking 'how can I f*ck with Liam today?' and I decided making up random words was the best option. It was either that, or putting all your things in jello like they do on that show 'The Office'."

Skylar shook her head, though a slight smile was still on face. "You know, some people might not think your that hot. Like me." She shrugged softly. "I've seen hotter guys. But see the thing about attractiveness... You have to have a personality to match your face, or less even if you get a girl.. You won't have her for long if you're just going 'me, me, me' all the time.. Girls don't like that." After everything was said she slightly regreted it. She didn't want to hurt Liam's feelings, and honestly didn't mind his self-centeredness, it was kinda cute as long as it didn't manifest in any other way than his little comments about his "good looks". She just wanted to rag on him a pick.. She was holding his hand in front of the entire cafteria.. She was a little bit vulenable at the moment, considering she really didn't normally do this thing.

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