amelia enjoyed the late breakfast with the coffee before her, happy to be left alone for at least an hour since she came back to ocean from her trip home. at least she hoped she was alone, when the argument not too far away from her took place. caramel hues moved carefully in the direction of the voices, eyebrows striking up when the customer threw their eggs onto clement. she could feel her blood boil and she wasn’t sure exactly when she got up from her seat and grabbed the plate from the stranger’s hand, eying them. “you know, no matter what brand of eggs you eat- it won’t really help the fact that you’re a sad, little, pathetic excuse of a human.” the blonde growled, pushing the plate into the table so hard a crack appeared on it’s white surface. “now get lost before i shove my heel so far up your–” her voice raised, realizing now she was shifting the attention towards her, which was not ideal in her situation, so a sigh left her lips before she could finish her sentence. amelia turned to the girl with a little apologetic smile. “are you okay?”
Clementine stood in silence as Amelia approached. She knew that the girl had a switch but she’d never seen her get so upset before. “Yeah...I’m good.” Clem eyed her, looking the girl up and down. She had no clue why all of the sudden Amelia cared. It’s not like they had spoken to each other recently, most of the time Clem found herself avoiding her altogether. “Thanks.” she couldn’t help but to have a sharp tone as she spoke. By then the manager had stepped in and whisked the customer away, telling everyone there was nothing to see. “What are you doing here?” Clem asked as the crowd began to disperse.
Penelope teasingly glared at the other. “The last time my delightful room-mates decided to throw one, which was like two weeks ago? Although I don’t really know if hiding out in my room counts as going to a party.” She laughed. “I don’t know, maybe in a retirement home.”
“Don’t make me hold you to it.” Clementine laughed and shook her head, “I’ll pull up on my power chair and we will paint the town red even in our 90′s.” Not that Clem expected to make it that long but hey, here’s to being optimistic. “So why did you sign up for summer school again?”
the entire encounter in the store made him uncomfortable to watch but honestly it was a train wreck and he was into it. weaving through the other customers in front of him, finn shook his head, lifting a hand to get clem’s attention. “don’t do it. don’t do it. trust me.”
Clem was just about to continue when someone made their way through the small crowd. Her eyes followed the sound of his voice as she looked at the man, her face unreadable. “Listen, I don’t need anyone to get involved.” she turned her eyes back to the customer. “I will discuss your prestigious taste in eggs with our manager.” Her voice was low and slightly threatening. “As for now i’m going to get a drink.” Clem then rolled her eyes and made her way through the crowd.
Everybody had seen the whole ordeal. A rude customer talking down to her over the brand of eggs they sold. Clementine making a sarcastic comment, and the customer dump the eggs onto her head. She could feel the blood rushing to her face in anger. “You know what?”
“ - unless getting high out of your mind and watching cats - the way it was meant to be watched - sounds good, i’m not free tonight.” it’s truly scintialting plans, but hey. it’s something to do.
“I’ll admit that doing that wasn’t at the top of my list, but i’m willing to compromise.” Clem placed her hands on her hips and smiled. “We get super high and watch cats but first we stop by the party on Rosendale drive. I know a guy there that could hook us up with some good stuff.”
“ It..- listen - it doesn’t matter that it’s summer, I told you before I’m teaching summer school this year too. I can’t go get drinks then grade papers, I already got reprimanded on my red pen smileys twice. ”
“Oh come on Pen, it wouldn’t kill you to come out for one night of fun.” Clementine looked at her and laughed. “I mean, when was the last time you went to a party?” She didn’t even wait for an answer to continue,” If not now, then when? ”.
seeing the attractive patron at the bar, leo smirked and headed over to them. there was pretty much no one at the bar, seeing as it was like, four o clock on a tuesday, so he had time to flirt. “hey there,” he said, leaning forward with his arms perched on the bar. “you want a drink? on the house, from me.”
To say Clementine was having a day would be an understatement. She figured why not start off the evening early and head to the bar. She sat at the bar and was digging in her purse for her ID when she felt a presence. “I’m- I’m sorry are you actually talking to me?” her voice carried a mocking tone. Clementine looked up and noticed how close the man was she leaned back a bit. “Offering me a free drink is essentially stealing from the job you know?”
“Well, the prices seem to have gone up since I was here last, but the quality certainly hasn’t.” Delilah eyed the food she’d just ordered from the cafe with distaste. “That is the saddest looking croissant I have ever seen.”
“I’m sorry it doesn’t have gold leaf on it princess.” Clem rolled her eyes from the table behind Delilah. What on earth was she doing back in town? Clem thought to herself. “Can’t wait to hear your stellar review on the coffee.” With her eyebrow raised she took a sip of her chai tea.
(( Zendaya, 22, she/her, pansexual )) [D]? no, that’s [CLEMENTINE CROSS] but they can also be called the[LOST CHILD]. I've heard they can be [WITTY && HONEST]but also [RIGID && RECKLESS]. they call oceanside their home when they aren’t too busy being a/an [SUPERMARKET WORKER / ASPIRING FILMMAKER]. when you think about them, you can always picture [A RAISE OF AN EYEBROW, A FAR OFF GAZE, THE CLICK OF A DISPOSABLE CAMERA, ]. – ooc Heather, est, she/her –
Hello all! My name is Heather- This is my sweet little broken bean Clem. Sorry this took me so long to post! Connections are always wanted so just hit me up- I have some skeletons at the bottom!
Basics
Name: Clementine Ophelia Cross
Nicknames: Clem, Minnie
Birthday: June 2nd, 1997 (22)
Zodiac: Gemini
Personality
Likes: movies, art, museums,long drives, bonfires on the beach, selflessness, notebooks
Dislikes: cockiness, rudeness, most rich people, lies
Positive Traits: witty, honest, can actually be funny and warm
Negative Traits: rigid, sarcastic, reckless, isolates herself often
Biography
Clementine “Clem” Cross was born and raised in Oceanside, CA. Growing up she mostly kept to herself but was sweet. Her family wasn’t insanely rich, but they did have money with yearly vacations. They believed in hard work, and were always on the go.
Clem would often find herself in the shadows of her two siblings, Delilah and [open]. However, she never minded it. This allowed her to enjoy solitude and focus on her studies. Most of her peers seen her as quiet until in middle school, she began to stick up for those being bullied. This in turn caused her to become bullied, but she never talks about it.
In high school Clem found her voice through her creativity. She began pouring her heart into her short stories and photography. There was finally a way she could communicate her feelings. Despite being seen as odd, and a bit of an outcast- Clem stuck to her guns. By the end of high school she had combined the two and made numerous short films. These films got her into USC film school.
In a cloud full of like-minded people, Clem was able to herself. Instead of being seen as the ‘crazy’ girl with the camera; no one batted an eye when she pulled out her camera to film. Not only that, but she was hands down among the top students to ever attend USC. She has worked on sets of notorious films and even had a few minor roles in TV and film. Everyone thought Clementine was going to become someone.
That is, until she became no one. On their way to her winter showcase, her parents were involved in a wreck. Unfortunately, neither of them made it out alive. After the funeral she found it hard to even leave her old room in their home. By the end of it, she dropped out of school weeks before graduation and now works at the local market.
Now her camera equipment is collecting dust and her text messages often left unread. She sort of lives in her own world, and prefers it that way. You can find her at the market, or at a party drinking herself away.
Wanted Connections
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Platonic
[XANNY]: A negative influence, but the one who can get Clementine to go party. The closest thing she has to a friend right now.
[MONOPOLY]: A long time friend of Clementine’s. The first person she came out to,also the person who calls her out on her bullshit.
Romantic
[SUMMERTIME MAGIC]: A summer fling (Could be recent or past), friends with benefits.
[SLOW DANCING IN THE DARK]: They broke up right before the death of her parents, the relationship was already on rocks before.
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