fly like paper, get high like planes

Samuel Davis || 16 || Student “When adults say, "Teenagers think they are invincible" with that sly, stupid smile on their faces, they don't know how right they are. We need never be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken. We think that we are invincible because we are. We cannot be born, and we cannot die. Like all energy, we can only change shapes and sizes and manifestations. They forget that when they get old. They get scared of losing and failing. But that part of us greater than the sum of our parts cannot begin and cannot end, and so it cannot fail.” My name is Samuel Davis, and I made the mistake of crossing the street instead of going down the road.

[thesammydavis]

Nora & Samuel || Destination Exploration

[little-nora]

Looping her scarf around her neck, her pale hand tugged a piece of hair behind her ear turning her head slightly to look at him as he spoke. He weak smile making her ponder if he was okay, though she was probably just over worrying. Letting her fingers run over the fabric of her coat, smoothing it down; Nora bit her lip lightly as her eyes scanned her room for her vintage camera - one of her prized possessions -.

Though hearing his words, her mind adverted from her search to briefly look over at him. Sheepishly, the girl blushed lightly. “…it’s um..thanks. My l-life’s work.” Nora shrugged quietly gesturing to everything in the room, the piles of sketchbooks and work surrounding them. “..I couldn’t sleep w-with it so bare..so I-I made m-my thoughts..dreams..hopes..fears.. memories go. On the w-walls. E-everyone of t-thems different..different emotions and s-stories. N-no one’s really um..s-seen it before, n-no one really c-comes in here.” The girl said embarrassed.  

Walking quietly over to her bed, she plucked the object from where it was hiding under a pillow making sure the strap was tightly attached before putting it around her neck aswell. “S-Sounds l-like a good plan.” Nora nodded quietly. “I’m r-ready when y-you are.”

[thesammydavis]

Still in awestruck, Samuel only took a step back once he noticed the embarrassed tone in Nora's voice, and he took a step back from the door before focusing his attention to her. "Sorry." he mumbled rubbing the back of his neck. From what he knew about the art on the wall they were pieces of Nora, nothing less and probably something more than he could have imagined. Despite being lost in the colors and patterns that represented every fiber of the other girl. It wasn't entirely something a person would share on the first hang-out he was sure. 

"Next semester you have to decorate my room, maybe. If Nicholas doesn't scream his lungs off at me." he chuckled, shrugging his shoulders. "We're roommates, but one day we're probably going to werip our throats off." 

Gesturing her the direction, Samuel began to walk slowly, waiting once he saw Nora not behind him. Smiling lightly at the other girl, he stuffed his hands into his pockets and let the wind hit his face. It was a nice night that night anyways, one of the many Alabama proved to have. California nights were lit up with city lights, but Alabama seemed to be much different than that. Culver Creek seemed to be much different than a lot of things. 

"So you're going to take pictures?" Samuel asked, looking at Nora with a curious look to his eye at the vintage camera hanging around her neck. "What have you taken pictures of so far?"

[thesammydavis]

I'm going to be so fucking hungover. Samuel thought to himself as he continued to pace around the room, indifferent to the noise he was making that late at night. He ran his hands through his hair, tried to stop the anger that was making him shake. It was stupid, they were stupid, he wasn't the one being stupid. 

The whole replayed in his head. Priscilla calling, saying she liked the present, but that it was taken away because toys are distractions. Mom telling her to take extra ballet classes even if they stressed her out. Dad threatening her that she'd end up like her useless brother if she didn't work hard. Her fighting back. Dad deciding it be time Priscilla stop learning from her idiot brother and there was a reason why he was gone. Sam could remember the way he gripped the phone, the way his voice had risen. He could remember the way his heart stopped once he realized it was Brooklyn who heard his empty drunk filled screaming after Priscilla started crying. It felt like an instant, however it was on repeat for what seemed like an eternity.

So Sam paced even more, slammed the bottle on the table until the sound of the door opening hit his ears. "Oh hey," Samuel slurred, trying to collect himself as he smiled at the other. "Do you need something? Or are you just here to see me."

[hannahtully]

Hannah nodded. She screwed the cap back on the bottle and set it aside. “Well, I did. Before…everything.” Before the divorce, before the move, before she began dating Hannah’s dad. “Now… I don’t even know. I don’t know how I feel about anyone.” Hannah shrugged. “I don’t know anything any more.”

"No, I don’t. I didn’t like the idea of the divorce, honestly. I mean, I saw it coming, I watched their marriage fall apart. But they were so perfect together for my entire childhood. They were my picture of true love. So much for that." Hannah grimaced. How stupid she had been. How foolish.

[thesammydavis]

Samuel nodded, unsure how to respond entirely, or if he should have for that fact. Uncertainty hit Samuel harder than a pile of bricks, as it had for almost everyone it seemed. And he simply looked at the girl in front of him with a small smile on his lips as he thought of something to say. The conversation shouldn't have been left so open-ended anyways he thought to himself, it didn't feel right to do it as so. 

"Well, sometimes things don't really end up how we want them to be." Samuel laughed, taking the bottle to take a long swig at it. "I mean, I doubt when you were four you imagined sixteen years old you drinking and having all this happening... unless you did then I'm just rambling."

He hung onto the bottle a bit more, head faced downwards. "I mean, I guess you saw it coming but that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt like hell when it happens. I guess it's going to just take some time for things to ease through," he paused, taking another long sip. "And maybe a lot more alcohol. Plus hey, sometimes things work out for the better. They may have not ended happily, but there are pictures out there, I mean you still aren't married yet."

[thesammydavis]

Nora & Samuel || Destination Exploration

[little-nora]

Wrapping her arms around herself, her dark brown eyes scanned her dorm as if she was trying to memorize every little detail. Paints pilled onto her wooden - and decorated by herself - paint box, the colours filling her room and lighting it with a warmth of artist wonder. Curls of paint drizzled and splashed onto the pages that hug around the room with freedom it was as if Nora’s imagination had exploded onto the walls. Her life, her dreams, desires, everything were drawn, painted, sculpted. What she lacked in courage in words, she made up for in her art. Piles of sketchbooks were stacked by her bed and on the selves which she’d also decorated with little lights. 

She knew if the eagle saw, he’s probably go insane, but she couldn’t life with it being so bare. Besides, they were only taped and blue tacked to the walls. It’s not like she was defacing property that wasn’t hers. 

Jumping lightly at the sound of the door, the pastel blue haired girl tiptoed to the door peering her head out her eyes falling upon the boy. “H-Hi..” She smiled quietly opening the door. “Sorry I-I’ll just put my s-shoes on I h-had to go somewhere b-before and it uh over ran a-an sorry.” Nora mumbled biting her lip lightly as she scurried over pulling her boots on along with a jumper and coat. “Y-You know..i- um..I d-don’t think I a-actually know your name..” The petite girl said quietly peering over to him. 

[thesammydavis]

Samuel looked around the room first before he spoke, amazed by how Nora decorated it. The room was covered with pages that held wonderful colors on them, different types of art from sculptures to just paintings surrounded the area and Samuel could see the varying emotions that he was sure the creator felt. He was in awe, lost in the colors and vibrancy of the room, the uniqueness that just added on to Nora's own distinct look. And Samuel only snapped out of it once Nora spoke, and he smiled weakly at her taking notice of the girl in front of him. The creator of all the art that amazed him so.

"Oh, no it's fine." Samuel responded rubbing the back of his neck. He leaned against the door frame and watched Nora carefully before returning his attention to the room. "You did all of this, huh?" he asked, still in a trance. "It's amazing." 

From what he knew, Nora was a kind girl who Samuel assumed went to the medical facility often. She had a sister to whom she was close to, and was friends with Hannah. And although a bit timid, Nora was the type who was interested in an adventure of any of the sorts, although nothing too extreme just yet. And to Samuel, Nora seemed a nice girl, kind and interesting to talk to. He wanted to know about her.

"Oh, my name's Cory." he answered back to Nora with a smile. "So, smoking hole, right? Then to wherever the wind takes us?"

[hannahtully]

"Exactly. Not worth it to piss of my parents. They wouldn’t even figure it out." Hannah shrugged. She could feel the vodka every time she sipped it, though she knew it shouldn’t be taking effect yet. She wondered if it was all in her head or actually affecting her. She took another big gulp to put off answering Samuel’s question for a moment. "Yeah. Yeah, I did," she admitted. "She was a work friend of Dad’s. I’d met her when he’d had drinks with his work mates at our house, or at those ‘bring your kids to work’ days." What Hannah didn’t tell Samuel was how she’d actually liked this woman. She had been friendly and smart and successful. She’d never talked down to Hannah, even when she’d been little and curious about exactly what it was that they spent hours doing in the office. Most people just brushed her off, but this woman had allowed the questions. It made this betrayal of sorts cut deeper.

[thesammydavis]

Samuel simply nodded his head in response, and watched Hannah carefully as she started to drink. Taking sips of the vodka himself, they weren't as big or as moving as it was for Hannah. And Samuel found himself drinking less of the bottle, leaving the rest for Hannah, who seemed to need it a lot more than he did. 

He listened about the woman, and part of him noticed the way Hannah talked about her, as if there was more to the story. He didn't know exactly all too much about Hannah in the first place, just of a few general facts he had figured and she had told him. But Hannah seemed to be the type to not just spill her feelings, unless it was just in the moment type of thing, like what it was then when he found out what had happened. 

"Do you like her?" he asked this time tapping his fingers against the ground. "Do you like the idea of your day remarrying, or either of your parents I mean.

[seriouslycedric-deactivated2014]

Did I just sleep walk into the middle of a lake?

[thesammydavis]

Did you leave your door unlocked? 

[jesperfahey]

[barbaraxking-deactivated2015081]

Happy New Year, fuckers.

[thesammydavis]

Ah, glad to see someone's already starting it off the right way.

[hannahtully]

A cold Christmas...

[hannahtully]

Exactly! Who knows what’s in there?

Yeah, she calls every so often. I keep my phone hidden from the Eagle so I can text her too sometimes. Not that often though.

Well, at least it’s an accepting bonfire.

[thesammydavis]

Lots of gross things I'm sure. I's like a bit pot of bacteria soup.

That's good to hear. You know you could always use the pay phones too. 

But of course. Have you shaken it yet?

[theonly-callie-blackwell-deacti]

I can't believe I'm finally here

[theonly-callie-blackwell-deacti]

Yeah southern California’s really nice right now, I was so close to going to Disneyland before I left but it got canceled. Yeah that was kind of hard to not notice, walking by your house was kinda spooky to say the least, I think your parents are up to no good, like witch craft no good.

No I do not have butt sores! I had to walk basically a mile in between plane rides so I think my butt is safe. She was only nice to you because she thought you were cute, too bad for me she didn’t swing both ways. Nope, basketball player. Do I ever go anywhere without my camera? Literally anywhere?

[thesammydavis]

Definitely, although I'll admit having to listen to Christmas songs in 80 degree weather is a tad bit weird don't you think? That sucks. Why'd it canceled? I'm sure it was, there wasn't anyone good looking living inside there anymore. Aren't they always? Probably planning on keeping Priscilla in the basement and sending her off to boarding school.

C'mon Cal, if you have butt sores you can tell me. I won't judge. That sounds killer though, so maybe you probably are more likely to have feet sores. Well, you have to admit I am pretty adorable. Can't really blame Rebecca. But hey, Terri from third period thought you were cute. Basketball player, right. True, that was probably a stupid question to ask then. Another possible stupid question, you're still making movies aren't you? I miss Blackwell films as much as I've missed the girl making them.

[rollercoaster-gus]

Guess who's back from home!

The holidays with my parents were fun, although they acted as if I was gone for years, when it was only weeks.

[thesammydavis]

I'm sure it's because they really missed you dude. Glad to know your holidays were good though! 

[graceful-lillith-blog]

It’s finally New Years! Yay!

[thesammydavis]

Happy New Years to you too Lillith!

[little-nora]

I-I think I’ll pass..t-thanks though. 

I s-spent part of i-it with m-my nurse then the other part with Hannah. I-it was actually quite n-nice. Thats good to hear, I’m glad s-she liked it.

[thesammydavis]

Well hey, the offers always open.

That's sweet. Did you do anything special with just you and nurse? I'm glad to know it was nice. Yeah, me too. Actually more relieved if anything.

[the-culver-creek-colonel-deacti]

Aw dude, that’s so nice, I can’t take your socks though , but I will take you up on that offer. I’ll definitely stop by soon.

[thesammydavis]

You can definitely take my socks do, I have tons of pairs.  Great, feel free to come anytime. Door's always open. Unless it's just Nick in there, then that's probably not that good of a time to stop by.

[kaitlynbates-xo]

first day gitters // open

Kaitlyn dreamed of the day she could come to Culver Creek for a long time, and the chance to be the head cheerleader? This was the best way Kaitlyn could spend the rest of her school related days. She decided to come part way through winter break so she could get the feel of the school before actually having to do classes.

”..and if you need anything, anything, just call me okay?” Kaitlyn’s mother practically begged her, tears in her eyes included. “Mom,” Kaitlyn sighed. “I will be home every weekend so you don’t need to worry about me!” “Fine, but I’m always here for you.” They exchanged a quick hug and Kaitlyn started dragging her bags across the lawn. “Do you need any help with that?” Someone pops there head out from behind a tree. “Oh my gosh,” Kaitlyn sighed. “you scared me!”

[thesammydavis]

Perhaps it was a bit creepy of him to be hiding behind a tree, but Samuel managed to find himself again in another tricky situation. The girl from math class, Georgina, was talking to the boy, Ryan, he knew from chemistry. And from what he remembered from he had been making out with one of them on New Years and another on Christmas, he just wasn't sure which. He was sure however, about the fact the guy knew him as 'Isaac' and the girl had called him 'Miles'. 

So ducking behind the tree for just a brief moment and letting it all pass seemed like the perfect idea, that is until he noticed Ryan and Georgina walking side-by-side and talking, this was going to take awhile, unless he found a way out as soon as possible. 

And seeing the girl walk in, Samuel smiled brightly at the opportunity in front of him and quickly took a step from the tree to look at the girl. "Do you need any help with that?" he asked with a small smile, laughing softly at her reaction. "Sorry about that, I promise I'm not trying to be creepy. Just kind of hiding from someone. Are you new here?"

[hannahtully]

A cold Christmas...

[hannahtully]

Definitely, but there’s something infinitely more refreshing about the ocean than a public pool. A friend’s place is okay, but public pools are too warm, too stuffy.

I hardly see her. She doesn’t come to visit and I really have no way of going up to see her. I gave Nora a bracelet.

I’ll try shaking it, but I’ll hold off on the bonfire for now. I don’t know….

[thesammydavis]

Yeah, that's true. It kind of makes it worth that feeling you have afterwards when you have a ton of sand in your butt and such. True on public pools, and the fact probably forty people peed in there. I don't know.

Right. Do you guys call or anything? That's sweet, did you get anything? 

Well,maybe try and see what it is. Maybe it'll be something that'll surprise you. The bonfire is open to opened gifts too.

[theonly-callie-blackwell-deacti]

I can't believe I'm finally here

[theonly-callie-blackwell-deacti]

That’s a new one, but I kinda like it.

You’re weird, since when is the south cold? Thats good I was getting worried when I didn’t get any texts for a few weeks. I’m doing just great besides never wanting to travel again, sitting in a plane is sort of a pain in the ass, literally. Everyone’s doing pretty good, oh you remember that one girl, Rebecca? Brown hair blue eyes, super popular, shes pregnant, yikes I know right? Oh yeah totally, I brought all my best with me.

[thesammydavis]

Well I kind of thought anywhere but California would be cold. Isn't it like seventy to eighty degrees there right now? Oh, yeah, sorry about that. Kind of just got shipped here after everything by the evil parentals.

Sucks. Do you have butt sores? I heard those are a given with long plane rides. Yikes. I'm a bit surprised, Rebecca was tolerable. Was it a football player who got Rebecca pregnant? 'Cause I wouldn't be surprised by that though. Awesome, did you bring your camera too?