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Finding Fabric | Anderson & Isla

[Her mouth went dry and the lump in her throat came back as she heard Anderson speak. Isla knew that it had nothing to do with the topic they were discussing a few seconds ago. She understood that the passive change of subject meant that the feelings weren’t mutual. Dismissing the feelings was not something she was particularly good at as her heart hurt for a few seconds. The blonde had to take a few deep breaths before responding, with the confidence she could still hold.] I’ll try my best. [Isla let herself have a moment of sadness as she walked through the porch and to his front door, only a few tears came before she wiped them away and determined herself as fine. She waited for Andy, since she had no key he was the only one who could open it. In a way she depended on him. Isla thought she was being too metaphorical about it though as she cleaned her face and made sure it looked as though her face was absolutely normal.]

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[Isla might've thought that Andy didn't notice her struggles, but he did. It wasn't an easy thing for Anderson to say either, to completely ignore the blondes advances. But in his defense, it was what Andy thought was best for the both of them. If they weren't going to work out, what was the point of continuously putting themselves through the false hope? They could still be friends, if any of their previous encounters had proven anything. Andy followed the blonde to his house, trying not to think too much of what had just happened. Without speaking, Andy unlocked the front door and let Isla walk in first before following in behind her.] You could start in the living room if you wanted. I can like, get us a drink or something? If you want one of course.

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Shopping Take Two | Anderson & Xenia

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[Xenia felt annoyed at herself, mostly, her brother just had a knack for getting her nerves even if he really didn’t intend to do so.] I just can’t believe I lost it. [She spoke, shaking her head.] She wasn’t usually forgetful, but lately her head was just somewhere else, and at this point she was almost certain she’d set it down in some shop and just left it there for someone else to snatch up. She felt nauseous, too. She hadn’t left the house in three days, she hadn’t been feeling well, but she was mostly just scared.] I’m sorry, like, that I’m making you do this. [She finally said, shaking her head as she slipped a sweater on over top of her clothes.] I just, like — I had a lot of money saved up for this art thing and now it’s fucking gone, I guess. [She breathed, she felt like crying, really, or maybe she felt like throwing up, but she kind of always did lately.] Whatever, let’s just go and do this I guess. I’m tired and I feel kind of not good.

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[The teenager was almost finding his sisters mood towards him a little weird. Sure, Xenia having attitude towards him wasn't something he was new to. It was something he got on a daily basis. Anderson knew that he pressed on the younger girls buttons though, sometimes on purpose and sometimes not. It was just something that had been happening for so long now, Andy didn't know how to make it stop. He'd tried to form a relationship a few times, but the constant coldness discouraged him. Shrugging his shoulders, Anderson waited for his sister.] It's okay, not a big deal. You're upset over it and we can fix it easily. [A light sigh exited his mouth now.] You're not making me do anything, Xenia. I want to do this for you. [He understood the girls reasoning though, so took no time in unlocking the door and letting them both out, making sure to lock it behind him before leading them to his car. Unlocking it and sitting in the drivers seat, Andy set the car up -- specifically the heat. It made him feel more comfortable and less anxious.]

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Finding Fabric | Anderson & Isla

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[Letting off a shrug, Isla unbuckled her seatbelt and looked straight into his eyes as she spoke. Her father had taught her that technique from a very young age. When you look someone in the eyes, the words you say always come out more meaningful.] Just because people would be willing doesn’t mean the hold up to my standards. But, you do. [She spoke the truth before exiting the car, going around to the other side to meet Anderson there. Isla waited in anticipation, wondering exactly what her would say, or if she had been just seeing all the wrong signs. It was possible that he was going to just let her down easy and she was making a fool of herself, but for some reason the risk didn’t bother her as much.]

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[Eye contact was something Andy enjoyed when talking with people, and it was something that was required as part of being an actor. It wasn't something that was hard for him at all, and it was something he'd been easily able to do since he could remember. With Isla though it was different. His usual confidence was a bit over crowded by the crush he'd had on her, so he broke the eye contact only briefly before again mustering up the courage to look at her. The blondes words didn't really come as a surprise to Anderson. When she exited the car though, he looked down momentarily and chuckled to himself. Quickly Anderson removed the school boy grin from his face before he too unbuckled and left the car. It was hard for Anderson, because he did like the blonde. But at the same time he was convinced they wouldn't work out, so he tried to push his feelings aside and continue on with the task. Briefly leaning against his car, Anderson eventually spoke up.] So I have no idea where the fabric is. I looked in my room and practically everywhere else besides Xenia's room. You're probably more thorough than I am though.

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Shopping Take Two | Anderson & Xenia

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[Xenia was overly irritable and incredibly on edge, and it was worse than usual, but she couldn’t really help it. She messed up, she made the mistake, and now she was dealing with the consequences. Or at least until she could fix it. She almost felt sick knowing that there was an entirely new being growing inside of her, but she still realized that a part of her felt happy about it. She didn’t let it show, though, she would, because if she accepted it she wouldn’t be able to get rid of it, to abort the child that was currently growing inside of her.] It has to be here. [The girl spoke, her voice frantic.] It’s fucking in here somewhere. I don’t even — I can’t fucking buy a new one, and I don’t want you to buy me a new one because I gaurantee mom and dad will try and make me pay you back all over again. [She exclaimed, running a hand through her hair. She felt helpless, though, the money that she needed for the operation was in her wallet, but it was gone, it was no where, and she was stuck. She pressed a hand to her mouth and shook her head for a moment, trying to calm herself.] Fuck. Fine, just get me out of here before I burn the fucking house down.

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[Anderson didn't really get the whole issue over it. Sure, he knew his sister wouldn't easily take back whatever money was missing or even accept a new wallet all together -- but it wasn't like it couldn't be replaced. The Hayes had a lot of money, and sure their parents wouldn't accept it so easily -- to replace something the girl lost -- Andy wasn't as cruel as they were. Sure he had ulterior motives, which were to try and get the girl to stop bothering him about it, but nonetheless Anderson was prepared to help his younger sister out. Frowning as he watched his sister struggle with her temper, Anderson grabbed the car keys from the key bowl, looking over his shoulder as he spoke.] We won't be gone long. In and out, new wallet in hand. I won't tell mom or dad about it either. If they ask about the missing money I'll just tell them I needed to buy new shoes or whatever. [The boy paused, sighing lightly.] It won't happen again.

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Finding Fabric | Anderson & Isla

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[Isla watched out the window wondering about where exactly the fabric was, she tried to retrace her steps and when that didn’t work, she went through the whole process from when she had obtained them to when she had brought them and placed them in Anderson’s househould. It was no use though, she could feel his eyes on her, the idea made her stomach do a flip as she tried her best to seem as though she hadn’t noticed. Isla slightly turned her head to look at him at an interval when he wasn’t looking at her. She just looked at his hair and facial expression, the calmness of his expression reminded her how well his tranquil personality complemented her frantic personality. The thoughts made her long for that short period where they were happy, or at least that’s what she had thought. Her mind went to the conversation of promposals and when she insinuated prom was coming up she immediately wished had said nothing. Anderson’s response made a lump form in her throat as she shook her head.] I designed my prom dress, but I don’t have a date. So, I haven’t made it yet since there’s not really a point. It wouldn’t fit next year, hopefully because it would be too big. [Is took a glance towards Andy, wanting to see how he would react, if any ideas would come to his mind from that.]

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[His idea of the whole high school experience surprisingly hadn't included prom. It wasn't something Anderson was too fussed with. When he confessed that, people were usually surprised. Because Andy had such a charismatic personality, most people assumed he'd be striving for something like prom king. Truthfully though, all Anderson cared about was performing. While most people wanted to be crowned king or queen, all Anderson really wanted was the lead in the school play. With Isla though it was different. He wouldn't have minded taking her to a dance, because Anderson knew that was what she was into -- or at least the fashion side of it. He raised his eyebrows at her words, eventually pulling into the Hayes driveway, turning the engine off and glancing over at the blonde.] You wouldn't have to look too far for a date, Isla. I'm sure there's plenty of people who would be willing to go with you. [Andy frowned lightly at her last comment, but mostly brushed it to the side. He knew her clique, and they strive for perfection. Anderson had told her numerous times that she was fine the way she was, but none of his words seemed to stick.]

Shopping Take Two | Anderson & Xenia

[The drama room used to feel like a safe haven for the older Hayes sibling, but now whenever he entered it, Anderson found himself growing increasingly uncomfortable. Sure he still found the relief through acting, it improving his mood frequently. It was when he was asked to stay behind though that Anderson felt the walls closing in on him. The one safe haven now feeling like a jail cell. He could almost see the bright and flashing lights of Los Angeles, the city Anderson so desperately wanted to land himself in, through the bars of the metaphorical jail cell that was room 3b. It was close, but still there was nothing more that Andy wanted than to get out of it all. He no longer wanted to owe a debt to his drama teacher every Friday afternoon. And he no longer wanted to be in Halebrook. So now his safe haven was the Hayes household. Weird, Anderson knew that -- but it was the one place where he wasn't there, the one place he felt safe. It was tainted a bit, by his parents pestering and his sisters mood. Usually he loved his parents, but the last thing he wanted to do when he got home lately was act like the perfect son. It was tiring. And of course, the very last thing he wanted to do was deal with Xenia's mood. Groaning as he walked down the stairs again, for the tenth time, Anderson entered the living room.] I still can't find it. Maybe you left it at a friends house or something. [Running a hand through his hair, Anderson sighed.] If worst comes to it we can just buy a new one.

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Finding Fabric | Anderson & Isla

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[A blush rose to Isla’s cheeks at the bold response from her ex-boyfriend/crush. She had to suck in the smile that she was wearing brightly on her face as she bit her lower lip, trying to contain the glee over the situation.] Thanks, I like seeing you too. [She felt absolutely stupid with that response to Andy, obviously it was more than just nice to see him. And then came the sigh. Isla didn’t notice what he was talking about at first but then looks over at Anderson, her mouth open a few seconds before she started to speak.] Yeah, yeah. Sorry-just thinking. It’s nothing. [Another smile leapt to Isla’s face before she looked out the front window and tapped her fingers against the door.] So, prom is coming up soon…

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[As he continued to drive en route to the Hayes household, Andy made a few glances towards the blonde. She looked to be for sure thinking about something, which was made evident by her statement. It didn't surprise Anderson though, as his ex-girlfriend always seemed to be occupied with some thought. Whether it was her internship, what assignment she had coming up next -- Andy was well aware of the blondes racing thoughts. He often found himself wondering if he ever slipped into her thoughts from time to time, but Andy highly doubted it as that seemed to be the downfall of their relationship: simply no time for Andy. He didn't hold that against Isla though, as he was pretty ambitious himself. Maybe not everyone was cut out to be in a relationship, he thought to himself briefly. Andy didn't poke the thinking commentary, knowing that if the girl wanted to talk about anything she'd mention it freely. Though when prom was bought up as a topic, Anderson grinned and let a chuckle slip from his mouth.] It is. You for sure have a really great dress and an even better date, of course. [Andy was being presumptuous, he knew that. But he also knew his ex's social standing -- and her looks, so he didn't think it'd be that hard for her to land a date.]

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Finding Fabric | Anderson & Isla

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[Isla took a second to take in Anderson’s features, with a mental sigh she beat herself up for not showing him she liked him. She then looked out the window, hoping that he hadn’t noticed that she was staring. Isla furrowed her eyebrows a little.] Yeah? Well…that’s good I guess. Isn’t it? [She laughed nervously, wondering if that meant that Andy still liked her. Isla knew they had recently exchanged a kiss, but that could have just been a revisiting that ended up obviously in failure. Without really meaning to, she let out a sigh at the thought of it, straightening the creases in her dress as she did.]

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[Though the boy still liked Isla, Anderson knew that their relationship would never truly work unless one of them made adjustments. He wasn't bitter over the breakup of course, all Anderson wanted for Isla was the best -- and maybe he wasn't that. Maybe she'd find someone who better meshed with her schedule, Andy didn't know. But what he did know was that he still had the same feelings for her. He had to keep reminding himself though that it'd probably never work out.] Yeah, of course it's good. Seeing you is nice. [At her sigh, Anderson glanced over at the girl when they were stopped at a red light.] Are you okay? [He couldn't help but assume maybe it was weird for them to be hanging out, especially when they weren't dating anymore.]

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Finding Fabric | Anderson & Isla

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[Searching her surroundings and purse one last time, Isla wanted to be absolutely certain that it was hiding underneath her bed. With a huff and brushing away of her curly hair she stood up again, she looked into the mirror for a bit. Isla tilted her head, seeing if she had lost any weight this week. Even though she had, it wasn’t enough as she let out a huff of annoyance and laid on her bed. Isla laughed a little when she heard Anderson’s horn tooting, trying to figure out what song it was. Going quickly down the stairs, Isla locked the door behind her and walked with a purpose to Andy’s car.] Hey! [She smiled as she opened the door and got inside, quickly she closed the door behind her and buckled up her seatbelt] Thanks for picking me up.

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[It wasn't a bother for Andy to pick up the blonde at all. He had been used to it in their short lives relationship -- that was whenever they spent time together. Andy thought now as he sat and waited, that he'd seen more of Isla than when they were actually together. Part of him couldn't help but wonder if it was because she didn't like him how he thought he did, but those thoughts were quickly pushed out of his head as the blonde slipped herself into his car. With a glance and a smile over at the girl, he started the car up again and turned them back in the direction of his house.] It's not a problem at all, Is. It's nice to see you, actually.

Finding Fabric | Anderson & Isla

[Helping people out wasn't something Andy didn't mind doing, especially when it came to people who were close to him. Anderson considered he and Isla to be close, given their short lives relationship, but even so after breaking up -- the pair continuing to be civil with one another -- he wasn't shy to the idea of simply lending a hand. It started with helping her out with modelling for some clothes she was making, and now today that it'd come to light that some of her fabric was missing in the depths of the Hayes household, Andy felt obliged to help her find the missing fabric. He made the short drive over to Isla's house, parking out front and tooting his horn as she'd suggested. Turning the stereo music down, Anderson waited patiently for the blonde to arrive.]