New Sights, Same Heights [Open]

[Jazmine Vinewicz]

So say goodbye, this is over. Don’t cry.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky. It was a nice sight, actually. Days were never so beautiful. Everything was bigger; better, it looked completely different from where she had spent her entire life. Sure, where she came from was one of the most populated cities in Lithuania, but that didn’t change the fact that she had never been to a place like this before. It was almost surreal; getting away from everything that she was familiar with.

Jazmine found that after being in one place for so long, she got bored of it. Even when she’d spent her summers in Poland with her grandparents, which she really did love, she found that it was getting harder and harder to think of things to do when she was there. When you spend time in one place for years at a time, it loses it’s magic, it’s pizzazz. There wasn’t anything special about it anymore and she just didn’t want to spend all of her time there when she could be somewhere else.

However, this place, this large, new place appealed to her. It was quite odd, actually. Everything that she’d known was small, quaint, but this was different. It had flair to it; some kind of a stylish glamour that she couldn’t put her finger on. It was busy and exciting. And the most important thing of all was that it was new and it was a place where no one knew who she was. They didn’t know about her past, they didn’t know about where she came from, they didn’t know anything.

To put it in a blunt fashion, she could be whoever she wanted to be. If she wanted, she could be a completely different person if she pleased. There were so many advantages to being in a new place and it excited her. She wasn’t sure what she would do, really. Jazmine was just astounded by the way things were. The differences between San Francisco and Marijampole were vast, and she loved it. If she said that she didn’t love that things weren’t the same as they were back home, she would be lying, because there was nothing Jazmine loved more than differences.

Where she grew up, it was rather quiet. There was no rushing and milling about where she was from. And there certainly wasn’t the loud noise cluttering the air like a fog on a humid morning in the middle of spring. The only way she could describe it was as beautiful, exotic even. Everything was so big in comparison to anything she’d ever seen before; it was quite thrilling, actually. Jazmine was excited to see all that she could see. She felt ecstatic as she made her way over the pavement of the sidewalks, searching for her destination of choice. There were so many things that she was unfamiliar with, so many new things that she could see. Well, perhaps it would be best not to get too ahead of herself, but she couldn’t help it; she was excited! Excitement is a rather hard thing to ignore; it just sits there in the pit of your stomach waiting to make an appearance unless you do something to fill the feeling.


We’ll lie under the bridge tonight.

Her feet seemed to be the only thing that was really making sense of any of this. Her mind was racing, wondering why she was even in this place. Of course, she was happy to be in a new place, because she really hadn’t been hoping to end up like her mother, living in Lithuania her entire life. That wouldn’t really be all that exciting. Besides, cities like this, in the United States, they were things she’d dreamt of most of her life.

Jazmine had always wanted to be able to travel to somewhere that was foreign to her. This probably wasn’t under the best circumstances, considering it was because her parents had decided that they didn’t want her living at home anymore because she wasn’t what they wanted her to be. Hadn’t they been the ones that had told her not to be what anyone else wanted her to be, but to be her own person? It’s funny how parents tend to contradict themselves when it comes to how they feel about their children.

When she thought about it, she figured that they were probably just thinking that this would do her some good. Didn’t they watch television though? Wherever you go, things are always going to be the same. It was kind of funny to her how uneducated her parents were when it came to things like this. But, she was grateful that she was getting out of that place that she could no longer stand.

Walking the streets, Jazmine was contemplating where she was even going. She hadn’t the slightest clue where anything was, but it would be nice to find out. Actually, she figured that she’d really love to go shopping. She hadn’t been shopping in a while, and things that they sold here were probably different from where she used to shop. Sure, things back home were cute, but she had a feeling that she would enjoy shopping here much more than she ever did anywhere else.

It was somewhat of a tough decision, figuring out where she wanted to go. She wasn’t familiar with any of the stores around here, she didn’t know what would catch her eye, what she would instantly be interested in. The only answer was to look around a few random places, right? After all, it wouldn’t hurt to just look around and fin somewhere interesting to look in.

Jazmine couldn’t really describe to someone how she felt about new things, they just made her seem like a child. She would develop this doe-eyed expression that lingered on her face for minutes at a time, maybe even hours. It would sit there until the initial amazement of her new surroundings would wear off, leaving her to look like her normal self, no longer amazed by so many things.


That’s where we say goodbye.

It was at that moment, when she was looking in the windows of stores, eyes skittering around them without actually looking into them, that she realized how long she’d just been walking around aimlessly. She usually wasn’t one to really walk around without knowing where she was going, because she believed that most things needed to have a plausible purpose for why they were happening, but this time it was all right. Actually, there was a plausible reason for why she was aimlessly wandering; she was in a new place.

Jazmine continued on her “journey”, if you could call it that, looking for somewhere she could sit down. She was sort of hungry, actually. Since she had money that she could use, and she felt like taking a break from just looking into windows. Besides, it wouldn’t hurt her to get something to eat; she hadn’t eaten at all that day.

The only thing was, she didn’t really know where she could go to get food. Sure, she could continue walking looking for a place to eat, hoping that she would stumble upon a nice place to go and eat, but she didn’t really feel like having to do that. It was an effort that she didn’t feel like making at the moment.

She was fully away that she probably looked a bit stupid, standing on the sidewalk, off to the side, hand on her hip, platinum hair tousled slightly from the gentle wind. There was a confused look adorning her face as she thought about what she could do. This really shouldn’t be this hard. When did decision making become such a task?

[casey knite]

**grown in wide open spaces
we turn ourselves inside out



Casey's head shot up as he hit his head on the door of his car. A loud yelp came from his mouth as he rubbed the spot on his head where he stupidity bonked it, while a low curse flowed out of his lips. Casey found nothing spectacular about this city. Casey liked the cold, wet lands of England far more than any nice summer day in California. He hadn't lived here long and already he was bored of the music venues and the dim lights that hung over head that were anything but dim, but they felt that way to Casey. It was more the anticipation about leaving and never having to see some of the people here ever again that dulled the city faster than anything else, and then of course some of the people here did contribute. If he was twelve years old and moved to this city then it would be like a whole new adventure, but knowing that the biggest adventure lay ahead just made him completely aloof to how great everything was here.

Knowing where Casey was going was not a must, but having to much spare time lead to him get to know places like huge cities like the back of his hand. He was in New York City for over a week and by the end, he could tell you where everything was that you wanted to go. From streets to stores. He never considered 'knowing store and street names' as a gift. It took all the fun out of going somewhere new. It wasn't the fact that he knew where he was going, it was more the fact that he heard people complaining that they didn't know where in the world they were and that got on his nerves because they always turned out to be the people that he was traveling with, his mother. The only thing that Casey never paid any attention to or bother to look up was where she was headed. The day she never came back would be the best day of Casey's life or at least leaving her behind.

She was the only person Casey ever knew to take all the fun out of everything. Betty used to be fun and nice while she was still married to Casey's father, but now she was a complete dink who just wanted to be as far away from anything that reminded her of Louie, and worst part about that was her children were the only thing left that reminded her of them, especially Casey. Her children along with music, which was why she first banned it from car rides with her, then the house until she put in a sound proof room for Casey that didn't really work the best, so when she was home, she locked the door or at least did. Now she tended to home only once a week or if that, so she tossed the key because she knew that Casey stayed as far away from the house as possible if she was in it to pack and wash her clothes.

Casey was supposed to meet up with his friends today, but the thoughts of them tended to drift his mind and he always ended up forgetting that he was supposed to hang out with them when he really should be. Today there was no going around not seeing them, so he said his 'hellos', and stuck around for a few minutes before he got bored of them and decided he was hungry and wanted food knowing that he skipped breakfast. Not that he ever ate breakfast, but on the weekends he tended to be hungry by lunch time without breakfast. The air was warm with a light breeze, which was Casey's favourite. Spring in general was. He was walking along until he accidentally bumped into a tiny blond girl. "oops, i'm sorry." He said briefly before he looked at her. She had a confused expression on her face. He knew her from somewhere. He knew that she was seventeen and was in his grade, but that was about it. Know he wished he paid more attention in his classes. He smiled lightly. "you look confused, can i help you find some place?" He asked her.

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[Jazmine Vinewicz]

Take everything away from me, silent angel.

There was one thing that was a con about stopping in one place, at least for Jazmine. She tended to be one of those people that spaced out when they were in thought. Therefore, she wasn’t really aware of what was going on around her. It was almost kind of pathetic, actually. You could say that she had a short attention span, actually. And you wouldn’t be too far off from the truth. Her attention span was only about three minutes when it came to things that weren’t too important.

If you thought about it, not paying attention could be a little bit dangerous. For one thing, if you were walking, you might trip over something. Or, you may walk into people. When you were standing still, someone may walk into you. It’s kind of funny how those things happen, though. Then it probably just means that the other person wasn’t really paying attention either. Wow, this just really leads to a huge chain of people not paying attention to what’s going on around them.

Jazmine probably seemed a little bit funny looking, standing on the side, hands in the pockets of her small, vibrant blue hoodie, a confused look crossing her face while she bit her lower lip in concentration. It was a bad habit of hers, biting her lip. She only did this when she was confused or seriously thinking about something. Actually, Jazmine had always bit her lip, so it’s safe to use the cliché phrase of ‘old habits die hard’.

It was remarkable that she hadn’t been yelled at. Actually, she expected this place to be one of those that people weren’t polite. She’d witnessed a little bit of rudeness already, because sometimes it was hard for people to understand her when she spoke. It was because of her Lithuanian accent. She couldn’t exactly help it, though. When you spend so many years of your life in a place where everyone sounds that same and speaks like you do, you’re used to the way that everyone talks and you understand everything they’re trying to say. Jazmine didn’t even realize she had some sort of accent until she arrived here.


Time will tell how far you will go.

Apparently she really should learn how to pay attention to things. She hadn’t even been aware that she was still standing on the side of the walkway until she felt a body collide with her own. Thankfully, the impact wasn’t that large, so she didn’t have to worry about falling over or anything. Faltering a little bit on her feet, she managed to keep her balance, which really is some sort of a miracle, and finally pay attention to her surroundings.

It was slightly embarrassing for her, having someone bump into her. Of course, it didn’t bother her too much. Things like this happened all the time, so she just brushed it off a little bit. Now, what was this about a confused expression on her face? Jazmine knit her eyebrows a bit, thinking about what she was thinking about a few moments before this boy appeared in front of her. Oh yeah, she was trying to figure out where she could go to get some food! Leave it to Jazmine to forget her reasoning for stopping only a few minutes after thinking about it.

”Oh,” Jazmine said, her voice coming out in a soft tone. She was usually one of those girls that was really outgoing, her voice showing it as it was full out of excitement. Actually, she wasn’t really sure why it even came out in such a quiet tone. “I was just-yeah, actually,” she said finally. She didn’t really know why she felt so stupid, after all, she’d just arrived here, so she had an excuse not to know where things were.

Jazmine thought it would be really cool to be able to know where things were really quickly. Sadly, though, that wasn’t how her mind operated. It took time for her to be able to figure out where things that were going to be vital information after a while of being in one place were actually situated. Like when she was in Poland, it took her about two weeks to actually figure out where the grocery store was. It was a little bit sad, actually, but not everyone had a great memory for places and directions.

”I’m actually looking for somewhere good to get food,” Jazmine finally said, justifying her thought with a small nod. The nod was more so for herself than anyone else. It would be really nice to get food, though. She was really hungry. Being hungry was one thing she didn’t like. It was sort of funny how thin she was, considering she pretty much ate like a pig. You would not want to know the amount of sugar she consumed daily.

Looking at the boy, she smiled widely, almost an animated smile, looking him over for a moment. Did he go to her school? Probably, seeing as she didn’t really know that many people and he actually looked familiar. So, that was probably where she’d seen him, because she hadn’t gone out all that much and she didn’t usually recognize people right away unless she’d seen there face before.

[casey knite]

**telling everyone you know what to do
and i dont know why




Casey had his moments where he was not aware of what he was doing or where he was going. With all his luck he would walk into a girls restroom and go to the bathroom and not even notice the faces of the girls that looked at him like he was coming up from the dead or something, but Casey would have to smoke a lot of weed to be that oblivious. And when he does smoke enough weed that could possibly kill him, he isn't near any bathroom, or anything that he could possibly get himself killed with. Knowing Casey, that could be pretty much anything from a bed sheet to the person sitting next to him. Casey did stupid things when he wasn't high, so he never seemed to get high anymore because it always just landed him in a place that he never wanted to be.

Remember to look up when he was walking was something Casey never did. He didn't know what was so interesting about dirt and pavement that made his eyes glued to it. It wasn't like he was going to happen upon some amazing treasure for that matter, and if he was to look at the ground, then he might as well look out of people's shoes, but that usually never happened until he smashed right into any random person that was paying even less attention to what was going on than Casey.

It wasn't as if Casey went around bumping into people every time he stepped foot outside. At that rate, he would probably put a sign on his shirt or anywhere on his body that stated you might want to move out of his way, but there was no point because people didn't pay attention to eighteen year old guys who walked around even if he walk right into them, or a wall for that matter. A wall was better than any person in Casey's mind. At least in that case, he didn't have to go through the whole embarrassment of saying he was sorry for being a blind ditz even though a wall would cause a lot more embarrassment, but he could just laugh that one off. But, he felt embarrassed and sorry for bumping into the girl.

He smiled back at her. Hopefully he didn't look to much like a creep only because she probably didn't even know that they went to the same school. "i was going to do just the same. would you like to join me?" He asked, taking a pause at his next words, thinking for a moment. "i believe you go to school with me, senior right?" Casey asked her trying to remember her name, but when it came to school, he didn't pay attention to anyone or anything. "im casey by the way." He added after.

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[Jazmine Vinewicz]

I may never be the one that gets a second glance.

Jazmine was pretty good at remembering faces. She was pretty sure that she’d seen this boy before. Actually, she probably had, now that she was actually thinking about it. Did he go to her school? Well, if she recognized him, and he obviously had seen her before, considering that he asked if she went to his school, then yeah, they probably did go to the same school. Wow, small world, eh? It was kind of weird when you thought about it, meeting someone from your school in such a large place when you could meet just about anyone.

“Uhm,” Jazmine said slowly, thinking about his proposal. Well, if he knew his way around, which he seemed like he did, considering he wasn’t just standing there looking like a complete idiot with a confused look on his face. “Yeah, sure, why not.” She smiled at him gently, looking away for a moment before looking back at him. One would have to admit, this whole situation was sort of awkward. Usually when people bumped into another person they just walked away.

It was actually sort of nice to meet a person that seemed to have some manners. She’d had people scowl at her these past few days. When she’d had to stop and think about something, which she seemed to do a lot lately, someone tended to either trip over one of her feet or bump into her. Collisions weren’t something that she was a huge fan of, and she hadn’t stopped to intentionally cause problems, she just didn’t want to feel even more stupid walking around without a clue than she already did.

This is probably where the stereotype for a “dumb blonde” came from. She actually wasn’t dumb though; she was pretty smart. But, that was sort of hard for people in the streets to be able to decipher, considering she was putting herself in the position to be passed of in a such a way. There was that and the simple fact that she didn’t know anything about her and they were going to make assumptions about these kinds of things. Luckily, though, she didn’t seem like she was actually going to have to spend the entire day looking like an idiot. Well, now that she thought about it, she already probably passed herself off as seeming that way.


I may never be the one they say is the prettiest.

”I think I might, and yeah I am a senior,” she said. That was pretty funny how he got that; it just made her think that yeah, he probably did go to her school. This was kind of exciting, actually. Now she would actually know someone that she went to school with. Not that they were in any of the same classes. Well, they might be, she wasn’t really sure. In class she usually paid more attention to the subject itself than the other people sitting in the room. But, maybe she’d seen him in the hallways or something.

She wasn’t the kind of person that was going to cling to someone once she met him or her, though. That would be a little bit over the top. And while she could be like that sometimes, this just wasn’t one of those things that she was planning on being over the top about. After all, it wasn’t a good impression, and it might end up scaring him. The last thing that Jazmine wanted to do was scare the one person that she’d actually even spoken to. It was kind of funny; she didn’t think she’d ever spent so much time not talking to someone as she had recently.

Hm… Casey? That did sound kind of familiar. She wasn’t really sure though. For all she knew, she may have heard it on the television. Not that she watched that much television, but you never know. Oh well, it really wasn’t all that important. “I’m Jazmine,” she said, the wide smile coming back to her face. She was pretty sure that she looked like an idiot, or a ditz. In general, just something that was passed off as stupid. Jazmine had a tendency to do that.

[casey knite]

**its the nature of the experiment
its taking me in increments




Sometimes to Casey it felt as though he was eighteen turning on thirteen, not nineteen. Other times it was as though he was turning thirty. If he could learn how to balance and act his age at the right time, then everything would be perfect, but nothing every worked out in the way Casey hoped it would. He was child-like in most every way. He wore his sunglasses out at night, partied like he was twelve, and had fun sticking things up his nose with his friends. While other times he was serious about his exams and his music, but he tried to have the most fun out of life more than cramming for a test like every other high school student alive besides the ones who have to work really hard to get into every school they could ever dream of. Casey had his life in a bag.

The only thing he wanted to happen with it was for someone to come along and mess it all up for him. It wasn't like he was walking out in front of a moving car. Sudden changes were better than going by the book. If an adult gave Casey a map and told him to take the right turn rather than the left, Casey would take the left. Number one, Casey had little respect for adults and just didn't like them period unless they were someone that made a very big impact on his life and he ended up liking them, and number two, Casey hated it when people told him what to do with his life. The last thing he needed was someone to control him. If someone ever tried to, then he was headed in the complete opposite direction from them and stayed as far away from them as possible. It was his life. "okay, what kind of food do you want? they have pretty much everything here." He said with a light smile on his face, his funny British accent leaking out as much as he tried to hide it, there was no way he could ever hide it, though.

Casey didn't know many people in school, less then people who knew him, but he didn't care at all. He had his friends, so when he happen to come across someone knew that seemed a little bit more interesting than the people he knew in his school, of course he was happy. Casey actually hated his friends to tell the truth, well most of them. They weren't the nicest people around. "me too." Casey commented after she told him that she was a senior. Jazmine Vinewicz, that was her name. He recognized once she said her name. He knew it from someone telling him one day when he asked who she was. She was pretty and seemed nice and he wondered why he never said anything to her before now. "well, its nice to meet you jazmine." He said in a happy tone of voice and a smile on his lips.

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[Jazmine Vinewicz]

We are the atmosphere.

She wasn’t really that picky when it came to the kind of food that she wanted to eat. Jazmine wasn’t one of those girls that didn’t eat anything when they were public, or ate very little when they were. She wasn’t ashamed of her eating habits in the least. After all, one would have to admit, food is delicious. And not eating enough during the day can be quite bad for you. The last thing Jazmine wanted to do was risk getting sick because she didn’t eat enough during the day. Though, she should probably lay off of al the sugar she consumed.

Sugar just so happened to be a rather large part of her diet. Actually, it was more so of an addiction. Yes, that’s right; Jazmine is a sugar addict. There’s nothing wrong with that, except maybe the fact that sugar isn’t always healthy for you. She didn’t eat that fake sugar though. What was it called, splenda? Oh well, it didn’t really matter what it was called; the important part was that she didn’t like it. It just took away the point of sugar in the first place.

It was a good question, though. What did she feel like eating? There were so many things that she could eat. Of course, even though she needed to develop better eating habits, she knew that she actually had to have some kind of a meal. What was she craving at the moment? Jazmine crossed an arm across her waist, resting the elbow of her other arm on the one that was on her waist, tapping her fingers slowly against her lower lip. That was another thing that she did when she thought.

”I’m actually sort of craving cheese pizza,” Jazmine said with a little bit of a laugh. What? Cheese pizza was good. There wasn’t anything wrong with not passing yourself off as anorexic. That was the last thing that Jazmine wanted to do. It was pretty ironic how she ate so much sugar and food and she barely gained any weight. It may have been because she was really active or because she had a fast metabolism, but it wasn’t something a lot of people would have thought. Usually people enjoy their stereotypes and automatically assume that she was anorexic because of how thin she was. It’s true, though; people used to ask her all the time.


We are the rain in the sky.

Jazmine would most likely refrain from any kind of sugar until she was alone. After all, she tended to be a little bit more up beat than she usually was after having sugar. It was sometimes a bit of a scary sight, because she would dance randomly and be extremely loud. You wouldn’t really want to be seen with her in public after she’d had a lot of sugar, it was slightly embarrassing. Although, it didn’t bother Jazmine much because she honestly didn’t care what other people thought about her.

The last thing she wanted to be was one of those people that was always worrying about what other people thought. She’d rather be an individual and do whatever the hell she wanted to do rather than sit around acting all calm and collected when that was the last thing she wanted to do. Jazmine liked doing things spontaneously, which was how this entire thing began. She hadn’t been planning on going out, it just kind of happened. There wasn’t anything wrong with that, though. In fact, that was actually a good thing in a lot of cases.

The smile on her face had turned into a normal looking smile, so her face wasn’t completely animated looking. She actually had to admit though Casey wasn’t that bad looking. She also liked his accent. Jazmine hadn’t really heard all that many accents before. She had one of her own, yeah, but she’d only ever heard that one that she had, which she was still getting used to having it known as an accent, and she’d heard Americans speak. That was the interesting part of going to a place like this, you hear and see all these new things. It was actually quite extraordinary to her.

[casey knite]

**if i had to
i would put myself right beside you




Food always seemed to be the last thing on Casey's mind. He ate when he had to, but it wasn't like he looked forward to meals. Food was just food. Eighteen years of it, and he was sick of what he ate for lunch, dinner, and breakfast. His mind just never was turned on by a big dish of ice cream with cherries on top. The only time he ever enjoyed eating was when he was with someone, school did not count depending on who he ate lunch with. By now, he just sat and did his homeroom during lunch or snuck off somewhere to do something else rather than eat cafeteria food. He did like his alcohol, but he barely ever drank. Which he knew was ten times worse than any food realizing that yes, beer can make you fat, but when Casey drank, it always had a reason behind it, or at least felt like it did for the time he was drinking and it was never just lame beer for him.


Casey did like his sweets and soda, and pizza actually sounded pretty good at the moment seeing as he hadn't had pizza in a long time. Pizza was just one of those foods that everyone loved because it could be made to fit every appetite or any weird craving. "alright then, pizza it is." At least they had really good pizza places around here.

There was a restaurant across the street that had a bright red neon sign that read 'PIZZA!' right on it. Did they want the thing to be able to be seen from space? Casey took Jazmine's hand loosely, and lead her across the street to the pizza place. There was probably a thousand other pizza places around the area, but the bright light just lead Casey right to it, and it was the closer than any of the others, so why the heck not. "Inside or outside seating" Casey asked her as he stopped at the door of the restaurant. It was a nice day, but Casey was one who sat outside when it was snowing outside even though it never got really to cold here in San Francisco, shame. He liked the warm weather, but he liked the wet cold shores way better than the heat here. After being here since highschool, he still hadn't gotten used to the warm weather and always had his air down way low at his house.

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[Jazmine Vinewicz]

Every time I see your smile it makes my heart beat fast.

Pizza was actually like a universal food or something. She’d lived in Lithuania and they had it there, which is kind of funny because you’d think that they’d be eating all their own cultural foods. But, the Italians made a food that everyone seemed to love because it was pretty well known. Not that Jazmine would complain about it, she loved the stuff. She didn’t get to eat it often, because she was mostly into eating things that weren’t so greasy because it was cleaner. But, the odd time she would crave it and it was nice to have it.

Jazmine didn’t particularly enjoy being lead places, but there wasn’t really anything else that she could do. She did feel kind of stupid, though. She hadn’t even known that there was a pizza place across the street. That just goes to show you how oblivious the girl could be. It wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, but it wasn’t exactly that great either. It sort of made her seem a little bit stupid, actually. That wasn’t something she wanted to pass off as either.

There was also the fact that the restaurant said the word in rather bright letters. That kind of looked bad, didn’t it? She couldn’t help it if she wasn’t really paying attention. She hadn’t even figured out what she had even wanted to eat until he’d asked, anyways. Sometimes those important bits and pieces of information just seemed to slip her mind. That wasn’t the best thing, and it was probably a bad excuse for why she was being so oblivious to these things, but it was the truth.



And thought it’s much too soon to tell I’m hoping this will last.

The weather outside that day was quite nice, actually. Of course, Jazmine was used to it. She’d been in warm places before and she loved the heat. Then again, it was nice when it was cold out as well. All in all, she really wasn’t that picky about the weather. It was always nice to eat outside, though. She liked to watch the people that walked by. That may sound really weird, like she was people watching or something, but it was interesting. Jazmine liked to see all the different types of people that passed by.

See, when she was in Lithuania, most of the people she knew looked alike. They all dressed the same way; they all spoke the same way. It was quite hard to be an individual around there. It was probably because that was all they’d grown up being surrounded by. So, of course things weren’t going to be that unique. But here, you got people of all different shapes, sizes, nationalities, and styles. People talked differently and they dressed differently. It was something that she wasn’t used to, but it was a nice change that she enjoyed.

The first thing she noticed about Casey was that he seemed to be polite. Sure, he didn’t have to ask her opinion about things, but he didn’t really know that. It was nice to have someone ask her opinion though. It was different. She wasn’t going to really be affected by where they ate though. Now that she thought about it though, it was quite hot outside and she’d been in the sun for a while. So, it was probably best to get out of it for a while. “Inside is fine. I don’t think all this sun is really good for health or something. You know, dehydration or something,” Jazmine said with a bit of a shrug and a warm smile.

[casey knite]

**if i had to
i would put myself right beside you




When Casey lived in England and Holland, he had pizza with his friends every friday. It was this huge deal to get together that one day a weak, play really lame video games and share bands that they had found. Even though he saw his friends every day at school when he was younger, they never seemed to talk to each other until they got outside of school. That was just how everything always was there. They didn't ever get much talking when they got there ears blown at concerts, but the little talking that they had was just enough. Now, he felt like he sometimes saw his friends to much without ever having a break, which was well needed because there was always a lot of tension between them. Music was more competitive if anything now, it wasn't just for fun anymore. It had turned into there lifestyles.

He hadn't really ever paid much attention to what the people looked like that were around him. He was used to hearing many different accents from traveling all over the world, so people just sort of blended together. Of course if he wanted to pay attention, he would be able to pick out an accent in a snap, but he never found the need to. Of course he was always stereotyped, and he never cared because he knew who he was and didn't care really what people he didn't know thought of him, but he couldn't help but drift towards hanging out with the kids who liked music just as much as he did just like everyone else drifted towards other people like them, it was human nature.

"okay." Casey said as he opened the door for her and walked in, holding up a piece sign at the women who was seating them who took them to an empty table near the giant window.

[do you want to post in his relationship thingy now and i can start a new thread? because my post was really bad :/]

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[Jazmine Vinewicz]

||Yeah, sure. (: ||

[casey knite]

okay!
after you post in his thingy ill reply and then make a new thread

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[Jazmine Vinewicz]

||All right. (: I posted in it. Just tell me if I actually missed something. xP Because I tend to do that sometimes.||