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Post by Emrys Veilleux on Jul 7, 2008 3:24:50 GMT -5
Even after settling into his new dorm room, Emrys felt nervous about starting his new school. He was a sociable guy. He made friends with ease. But even someone as self-proclaimedly awesome as Emrys got frightened the possiblity of not being accepted. He was in a new country after all.
He desperately needed to blow off some steam. Emrys had no idea where he'd be able to dance in private so he chose to do his other favourite de-stresser. He grabbed his board Contessa and skated out to the parking lot. After free-styling for a little while Emrys found an empty space to practice some tricks. He started with a simple front shove. Then onto a heelflip. He'd mastered both of those tricks. Emrys was ready to brave a varial heelflip.
He skated forward, started a frontshove then flicked his board with his foot like a heelflip but it spun to hard. When he went to plant his feet he landed on the boards side. He crashed to the ground, scraping himself up pretty bad. "Fuck," he said to himself. Then more out of nervousness about his new surroundings than about his bail, he began to laugh hysterically. Alone on the pavement.
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Post by Zach Warren on Jul 7, 2008 3:52:49 GMT -5
Zach walked out to the skate park. He didn't really know what to do. He had been here a total of two days and he was bored as fuck. The trouble was he didn't have his skateboard anymore so he thought it woudl be just as fun to watch other people skate. Sitting down on the park bench he looked around board.
It wasn't long until he fell over off of the bench and onto the ground as he was falling asleep. It was Zach though and he just laid there not moving but really was ok but looked rather dead. It wasn't long though until though he walked back to the dorm cutting through the parking lot.
"Holy shit!" He said to the person that nearly ran into him. Not fully awake and fell over right on his ass.
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Post by Emrys Veilleux on Jul 7, 2008 4:18:14 GMT -5
Emrys skid to a halt, realising that he'd just knocked someone off their feet. He picked up Contessa from under his feet and rushed over to the complete strange. "Oh, man! Sorry, mate," Emrys said offering a hand to the guy. "Are you alright? I wasn't paying attention."
What a klutz he was! He was too caught up in his internal monologue about leaving his friends behind in Britian. He didn't even notice that there were other people in the parking lot. Now that he glanced around he realised there were quite a few people walking around. He had been completely off in his own little world there.
Emrys gave the guy a friendly smile. He was glad to meet someone. Even if he did it by injuring them.
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Post by Zach Warren on Jul 7, 2008 4:29:01 GMT -5
Zach took his hand and stood up. He then fell over again and groaned. "Ow fuck my ankel." He said and groaned again. He must of twisted it when he fell. It hurt him so much. He looked up at the other boy. "I am Zach but dude can I borrown your skate board for a bit? I mean that way I can at least get to my dorm." He said and groaned more.
Then feeling something in his pocket he pulled out a pcik. It had a canadian flag on it and he laughed. "I was wondering wehre this went!" He said with a laugh and shook his head.
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Post by Emrys Veilleux on Jul 7, 2008 4:41:52 GMT -5
Emrys grip on the trucks of his board tightened. Thinking about parting with his board was not a comfortable thought. "Uhh, I would...", Emrys stammered. "But. I don't know you, man. Contessa. My board. She's pretty important to me." He glanced down at his board then back up at the guy who had introduced himself as Zach. Emrys continued, "It's not that I really think you would steal her. It's just I can't really stand to part with her." He smiled awkwardly, hoping that Zach would not be offended.
"Is your ankle hurt?", Emrys asked noticing that the guy was standing on it funny. This was his fault. He needed to help. "You can use me for support, if you want. I'll help you to your dorm. Or the infirmary, if you prefer?"
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Post by Zach Warren on Jul 7, 2008 12:03:57 GMT -5
Zach looked at him and nodded. "Yah sure you could help me. That why I wanted the Skateboard. It makes it easier." He said to her and smiled at him. "Anyway shall we go and no I don't want to go to the infirmary. Why? Because this is something I can deal with myself." He said to him and goraned in pain as he shfited his weight.
"Fuck that hurts." He said and looked down at his ankel. It was big and puffy. "I am thinking I might need some ice." he said to himself and scartched his head. Now he knew he wouldn't be skating for a while because of this and taht made him sad but there was nothing he could do about it.
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Post by Emrys Veilleux on Jul 7, 2008 12:14:54 GMT -5
"Yeah, I'm really sorry. I should have been paying more attention," Emrys apologised once more. He felt awful for causing that much damage a complete stranger. He was really off of his game that afternoon. The whole moving business had really messed him up.
Emrys switched his skateboard to the hand furthest from Zach. He then instructed, "Put your weight on me. Tell me the way to your dorm and I'll get you there."
He felt bad for the guy. Emrys had broken a lot of bones in his life. They always ruined everything going on for him at the moment. No dancing or skateboarding. What bullshit. Emrys planned to do his best to make it up to Zach. Not like he had anything better to do with his afternoon anyways.
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Post by Zach Warren on Jul 7, 2008 12:28:46 GMT -5
He put his weight on him and nodded. "Alright it is the second building and on the second floor. 114 I think." He said with a laugh. "Isn't that bad I can't even remeber my own dorm number?" Shaking his head he thought for a moment. "Wait it is dorm 100." He said with a nod. "That is the dorm I am in."
Shaking his head he looked around. "I can't believe that I forgot what dorm number I am in. That is so stupid of me." Smiling at him then, "Shall we go? I really need to sit down."
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Post by Emrys Veilleux on Jul 7, 2008 12:35:47 GMT -5
Emrys nodded his head when Zach said his room number was 114. Then, when Zach corrected himself Emrys raised an eyebrow. "Y'sure?", he asked with a slight chuckle. "Cause that's my room." He adjusted himself so that it was comfortable to have Zach leaning on him and began to walk towards the dorm building. "Nice to meet you, roomie," Emrys added.
At that moment he realised he had not even introduce himself, "I'm Emrys, by the way." He paused for a second and said, "Sorry, we kind of got off on the wrong foot, huh? Well. Actually. I'm sorry we had to get off on a foot to begin with." He laughed at his own terrible joke. He glanced over and half-smiled apologetically at Zach once more as they made their way to their room.
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Post by Zach Warren on Jul 7, 2008 12:44:31 GMT -5
Zach laughed at Emrys attempt at humor. Shaking his head him he grinned. "Nice to meet you. I think this will be a very fun year with you around." He said as they amde thir ways into the building. "It is to the right isn't it?" He said and then relized he hadn't really answered to what Emrys said about them getting off on the wrong foot.
"Nah dude it is ok. Seems to happen to me all the time." He said with another laugh. "I am alwys falling flat on my face or ass or something." He said shaking his head. "It is really bad of me though."
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Post by Emrys Veilleux on Jul 7, 2008 12:51:49 GMT -5
Emrys grinned, glad that Zach had atleast decided he liked him a little. "I sure hope so, man!", he replied. Zach seemed like a pretty good guy. He was glad that atleast one of his roommates wasn't a jerk. He was still concerned about meeting the others.
He paused then said, "Though. Kind of blows that we're roommates though." He paused for a second and then continued with a slight bit of laughter, "Cause now I have no choice but to make this up to you. I can't just drop you off at your dorm and avoid you until you're back on your feet. Fuck!" Emrys hadn't intended to do that anyways. But he toyed with the idea of having options.
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Post by Zach Warren on Jul 7, 2008 14:19:52 GMT -5
Zach tried to hit him in the back of the head but ended up nearly falling over. Shaking his head he looked around. "I really shouldn't try to hit people while I have a sprained ankel." He said with a laugh. "And you would help me anyway because you feel so bad for hurting poor Zach." He said with a laugh and a smile.
"I am sure the other three people we room with won't be that bad....I Hope." He said with another laugh
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Post by Emrys Veilleux on Jul 7, 2008 16:09:29 GMT -5
"Hah! That's right! That's what you get for trying to hit a nice guy like me," Emrys exclaimed as Zach nearly fell over again. He scrunched up his face at his new found friend into a kind of teasing sneer. Emrys began to laugh. He was glad to find someone to goof off with so quickly.
Emrys shrugged a little, trying to seem nonchalant. Having met Zach, Emrys was more confident that Crescent Hill would be okay but he was still a bit worried. "It'll be fine," Emrys said. Then with a little more laughter he said, "Though, we could end up with three chavs. I think... you call those 'gangsters' here. That would suck shit!" But even that Emrys figured he could deal with. Though, he'd hate to be walking on egg shells in the only place at Crescent Hill that even sort of belonged to him.
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Post by Zach Warren on Jul 7, 2008 17:14:37 GMT -5
"Oh dear god anything but gangsters." He said and shuddered. "Most of the time the gangsters drink and do weed. I really don't want to deal with that since I am trying not to do any of that shit." He said to him and sighed. "I just got in so much trouble for doing drugs and getting drunk that I really don't want to deal with it anymore."
Then he thought of something. "Hey maybe we will get lucky and we will land with three beautiful single chicks in our dorm. I have never done anythin sexually that I know of so that woudl be great for me."
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Post by Emrys Veilleux on Jul 7, 2008 21:04:51 GMT -5
Emrys raised his eyebrow at the way Zach said 'do weed'. He wondered if all of the drugs he'd apparently done had fried his vocabulary too. Though, it also occured to Emrys that Zach might not use slang words like 'blaze' and 'smoke up' as a way of seperating himself from his old life. "Well, I only drink at parties; which I won't be having in our dorm, so you won't have to worry about me at least," Emrys said. He didn't want to pry for any information into Zach's past. They'd just met.
When Zach informed Emrys that he was a virgin, Emrys couldn't help but be thrown into a fit of awkward laughter. "Jesuschrist! Too much information! Fuck!", he exclaimed. Emrys' laughter subsided and he collected himself. He clamped a hand down on Zach's shoulder. "Well, on top of being your slave until you're ankle is better, it is now my personal goal for the year to get you laid, mate!", Emrys told Zach with a mischievous grin. This was going to be a good time.
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Post by Zach Warren on Jul 8, 2008 0:57:24 GMT -5
Zach groaned in pain then. "Emrys get your weight off of my shoulder. You pushing down onto my ankel." He said with a groan. "You are like my best friend at the moment but this really fucking hurts." He said and once Emrys let go he smiled at him. "Thank you and you do realize we are standing right in front of our dorm?" He asked. "Umm my boxes are laying all over the place. I haven't really put anything away yet." He said with a laugh.
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Post by Emrys Veilleux on Jul 8, 2008 1:20:23 GMT -5
Emrys quickly drew his hand away and said, "Whoops! Sorry, mate! Forgot for a second!" He bit his lip. He still felt terrible about running Zach down.
"Oh, I know. I finished unpacking an hour ago! I was wondering who the slob was I was rooming with!" Emrys teased. He unlocked the key and turned the doorknob to reveal he was kidding. There were boxes scattered all over the dorm room with the letters EV printed in black sharpie printed on the sides. Emrys hadn't bothered to unpack either. And he probably wouldn't. Things would come out of the boxes as he needed them.
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Post by Zach Warren on Jul 8, 2008 1:41:50 GMT -5
He laughed and shook his head. "I see I am not the only one that is messy." He said and laughed a bit more. "Can you help me over to the couch dude?" He asked and smiled. "So can I learn more about the great Emrys?" He asked him and smield a bit. "I want to know shit about you man." He said to him and smiled more.
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Post by Emrys Veilleux on Jul 8, 2008 1:48:28 GMT -5
Emrys just nodded and laughed. It wasn't so much that Emrys was messy. He just wasn't a particularly organized guy.
"Jesuschrist, Zach. Are you coming on to me? I was thinking I was gonna have to find you a lady friend. But if you fancy dudes that's cool too, mate," Emrys said with a laugh. Maneuvering around all the piles of boxes and bags, he guided Zach to the couch. He helped Zach sit down then collapsed down on the other side. He was pretty tired from the combined stress of moving and the skating he'd just done.
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Post by Zach Warren on Jul 8, 2008 14:58:38 GMT -5
Zach shook his head at him. "I don't like dick dude." He said to him and grinned. "Perfect." He said to outloud and grabbed a box. Pulling out a tenser bandage out of the box he wrapped it around his ankel and smiled. "There good a s new." He sad outloud.
"So Emrys where you come from? What you like to do and all taht shit?" He asked him and reached into the box again and pulled out a can of pop. "You want one? I got rootbeer." He said wiht a nod of his head.
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Post by Emrys Veilleux on Jul 9, 2008 15:31:04 GMT -5
Emrys nodded his head and held out a hand, a signal for Zach to throw a rootbeer to him.
As he tried to figure out how to describe himself Emrys made a few meaningless monosyllables. "Uhhmmmm. Uhhh. Well," he sounded. "Skating, obviously." Pause, "And I'm into acting. I've been in a few theatre productions. But not musicals. Fuckin' hate musicals. They're lame and cheesy and terrible. I'd rather do film actually." He paused again.
He was never sure if he should mention dancing. It wasn't that Emrys was embarrassed. But he took a lot of shit for it in Elementary school. Of course, when they tried to fight Emrys he beat them up cause he was in a lot better shape than they were. He bit the bullet and said, "I'm into dance. As pussy as that sounds. But I mean. I took Capoeira for three years. It's a martial art, disguised as a dance. It's badass stuff." He laughed a little. He wondered if anyone else in Crescent Hill knew Capoeira. He'd like to be able to actually practice. It occurred to Emrys then that he wouldn't be taking any real dance classes this year. He made an uncomfortable face for a split second.
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Post by Zach Warren on Jul 9, 2008 15:50:16 GMT -5
When Emrys mentioned he didn't like musicals he looked down. "Well there is one thing we don't agree on." He said to him with a laugh. "Musicals is the only form of theater I will be in." He said to him with a laugh and shrugged. "Anyway I play guitar and was in a band back home. I like hockey and video games too."
He tossed him the pop and smiled at him. "SO I hope other htan the musical stuff we are pretty good together." He then thought of what he said. "That sounds liek I am gay!"
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Post by Emrys Veilleux on Jul 10, 2008 0:50:29 GMT -5
"You do sound pretty gay. I think I will take the bed furthest from yours. Just in case," Emrys teased. He, of course, wouldn't. Emrys wasn't homophobic in the slightest. But it was an easy joke. "But don't worry. I sound pretty gay by description too. I'm a dancer! A motherfuckin' ballet dancer at that!", he added with some heavy laughter. Emrys hardly concidered himself girly. It even shocked him sometimes that he was interested in such 'feminine' stuff.
Emrys raised an eyebrow at Zach. "Why? I mean. I can understand liking musicals more... well. No I can't. But I mean. Musicals are just plays with annoying scenes where people sing digustingly cheesy songs," Emrys said rather bluntly. "Prefering to be in musicals is one thing. But refusing to do plays which are the exact same thing minus one quality...seems strange." He bit down hard on his lip. He hoped Zach wouldn't take that badly. He was just asking a question.
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Post by Zach Warren on Jul 10, 2008 3:15:16 GMT -5
"Because I like using my voice and singing talents as well as acting. When I am in a play I don't get to sing at all or not enough." He said. "I can't memorize lines that well but put them to music and I am fine. Then if you take the music away well I forget. It just the way I am and I love musicals." He said to him and smiled. "Everyone is different and that what makes us all unque."
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Post by Emrys Veilleux on Jul 10, 2008 3:21:43 GMT -5
Emrys just sunk into his spot in the couch. He chuckled quietly. "A gay hippie," Emrys said shaking his head. "That's what you are. That's what I'm going to call you from now on. 'Hippie'!" He took a sip of his can of rootbeer and yawned loudly.
The conversation was dying. He needed a topic. Emrys hated silence. Especially with people he barely knew. Selecting something at random Emrys asked, "So where are you from, by the way?" Zach's accent was definitely American. But Emrys wasn't familiar enough with the country to guess from what state.
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