FeelingFree {Justin}

[marrissajones]

*I'M NOT GONNA WRITE YOU A LOVE SONG
because you asked for it*

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"UGH. THIS IS BLOODY SHIT." Marissa shouted angrily from her dorm room. She knew she was being loud and yes, she knew that the other people in their dorms could hear her but she couldn't care less. The reason for her shouting was her now useless mobile phone which she had thrown against the wall in a fit of rage. The only evidence of this was her rather scratched up phone and the large dent in the wall by on e of the beds. By Justin's bed. Crap. He always had a go at her for that, told her to control her anger and he was bound to ask what she'd done. None of their other room mates were stupid enough to cause 'criminal damage' as Justin called it.

She loved the boy to bits, he was like a brother to her, but sometimes he was .. well he was just to behaved and it frustrated the hell out of her. He wasn't fond of her smoking habits either, which didn't go down well at all. Now, Jeremy was amazing and yes, she liked him a lot but he pissed her off with his 'i'm better then you' attitude. She wondered vaguely if he'd heard her throw her phone at the wall. He was, after all, in the dorm next to her. She didn't care though, if he came in here they'd just end up arguing and then Justin would walk in and get angry.

She looked at her phone in annoyance, leaving it on Justin's bed in pieces. She flopped down on her bed and grabbed a cigarette from her bedside table. Screw the no smoking rule, is she didn't have one now she felt like she was going to scream .. more then she had already at any rate. She rummaged through her draw until she grabbed hold of the orange plastic lighter she'd bought down the shop. She lit the cigarette and inhaled, sighing in relief. "Much better." She mumbled under her breath, resting her head comfortably on her pillow and staring at the posters of various bands and singers on the ceiling. The small part of the wall where her bed side table was had a few pictures that she'd taken herself framed there, and they looked professional, which made her feel better. Taking another drag from her cigarette, she knew if Justin walked in now she'd be in a ton of trouble.

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&&TAGGED - justin!
&&WORDS - 405
&&LYRICS - sara bareilles 'love song'
&&NOTES - 'ello

[glow3]

<sup>Coming back from the park from playing basketball at 11' o clock on a Saturday day, he was walking up the stairs to his dorm from the parking lot. Justin's car was a black honda accord 2010. He was playing around with his keys and walking up flights of stairs, Justin stopped and heard Issy's scream. He stopped and thought “Ohh Issy you are in so much trouble for screaming at night and disturbing people's sleep or partying.”

It was so quiet in this part of the dorm compared to the other side where it was all about partying and not studying. He finally got to his dorm and got his keys and opened the door when she was smoking. Justin took off his tennis shoes and wiped his sweat on the towel. Their dorm was pretty big compared to the other ones. The kitchen was pretty huge. There was a long fridge with freezer combined and a water dispenser. Also, there was a electric stove with wooden cabinets. The floor was marble tiles.

This room had four twin long beds and it was like two rooms combinded together. His bed was next to Issy and he went to his bed where the broken phone was there. Justin said with a soft sigh, “I told you again not to use violence again, Issy. Try something else. Come on. I know you are better than that. Do you need a new one?” The room were carpeted. He went to his bed and picked it up and handed to her. Justin sat on his bed and there was a little dent and thought “I guess I have to paint that over or ask someone to fix it.”</sup>

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Justin was hungry after exercising and went to the kitchen to cook noodles. Spicy noodles were his favorite and bought them yesterday from grocery shopping. He turned on the stove and got a pot out and filled it up with cold water. Justin waited on the couch and turned on the television to check if anything interesting was on. The channel was on the news and it was talking about politics. Politics, he thought, was the most biased subject. Justin changed in to the music channel. The recent mainstream music has been so pointless.

“Them talking.”[/b]

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^{&& tagged ---}[/b] Issy
&& words ---[/b] 378 words <3
&& outfit ---[/b] here
&& lyrics ---[/b] “airplanes” by b.o.b.
&& notes ---[/b] muse is pretty okay now =D
&& credit ---[/b] 20shadesOFblack of CAUTION 2.0![/sup]

[marrissajones]

*I'M NOT GONNA WRITE YOU A LOVE SONG
because you asked for it*

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Issy had calmed down considerably and she was starting to think the cigarettes she had stolen off her friend had something else in them which would explain the slight air headed-ness she was currently feeling. Now she'd never been high and she wasn't into drugs but if they had this effect on her then she might just change her mind. When she heard Justin came in, she reacted quickly and sat up straight, stumping out her cigarette on the bedside table. She supposed it would be rather obvious she'd been smoking, seeing as one, it absolutely stunk in here and two, she had burn marks on the bedside table that belonged to her.

Justin came in and walked over to his bed, talking about how she needed to stop being so violent. She rolled her eyes catching her phone that he handed to her and resting it on her pillow after checking she hadn't damaged it to much. "You know me Justin, violence is the answer to everything." She said with a grin and a laugh pushing her hair out of her eyes. "Nah, i don't need a new one, this one works perfectly." She said with a shrug. "It's been through much worse, trust me." She added on with a smirk. Her phone was a weapon of mass destruction, she didn't carry a knife, or a gun. Oh no, she had her trusty phone that stayed in her pocket and never left her side.

She followed Justin into the kitchen. "So what were you doing out so late Justin? Not with another girl I hope?" She said, feigning hurt but just ending up laughing. She knew that he'd know she was just joking, they were just friends. More like brother and sister and yes, she'd thought about them being in a relationship together but know to her that would just seem wrong. Oh so very very wrong. She watched him make his noodles and pouted slightly, fluttering her eyelids. "Do you plan on making me dinner to, or will I have to fend for myself?" She asked him, prodding his side. Yes, she was childish and yes she was annoying but if he cared that much then he would have left a very long time ago.

He was putting on the tv.The news, politics. She groaned quietly, that was the most boring topic ever invented. He placed it on the music channel and she grinned happily. That was more like it, she loved music. Especially something with a beat, something she could dance to. Although she was a photographer she still loved dancing and it was her second favorite thing. She didn't have it as a lesson but she'd still sneak into the dance studio to practice every now and again. She wasn't sure if she was meant to go in there but when did she obey the rules? Especially silly, pointless ones like that.

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&&TAGGED - justin!
&&WORDS - 487
&&LYRICS - sara bareilles 'love song'
&&NOTES - ---

[glow3]

<sup>Justin sighed still at the television when she said,"You know me Justin, violence is the answer to everything." He said, "You know you are just like the guy I know. His name is Jeremy. No wonder you guys get along so well. Same personality." His heart felt a little bit at peace when Issy said,"Nah, i don't need a new one, this one works perfectly." Justin replied, "Well you know that whenever you need anything. Just ask okay? But not everything because I don't spoil anyone and nothing too expensive."

He didn't know he stayed out for so long and noticed she said, "so what were you doing out so late Justin? Not with another girl I hope?" Justin wasn't a night person like Jeremy was. He was an afternoon person that was so active, but since his friends wanted to hang out. It was so hard to resist. He hasn't seen them in awhile and the only time they had no busy schedules. He responded, "Why would I be with another girl? I don't have a girlfriend. I was just with my guy friends playing basketball and lost track of time. Don't take it the wrong way."

Justin started tapping his feet to the beat when his favorite song came up and he noticed the water was boiling. When she said He got up from the couch and looked at the pot that was on the stove. Justin opened the top and the water was boiling so much. He said to himself, "Just on time to put my noodles in." When she said,"Do you plan on making me dinner to, or will I have to feed for myself?", it made him want to make some for her too. Justin said,"I will make your food, but isn't spicy noodles not healthy for you? Next time, I will make you real food like pasta or something."

Justin adjusted the heat to low and got from the cabinet another packet of noodles for Kathy. He got the pot from the stove and poured some water from the faucet for the both of them. He checked if the water level was perfect and it was good. Not too much or too little just the way he liked it. He waited near the stove and it was going to take longer than he expected, but Justin was fine. He was a patient guy and put the heat to medium low and waited for about three minutes to put two eggs in it too. Eggs lowered the spicyness just in case Issy was sensitive to it or not.

The noodles were done after two minutes and poured them into two bowls. He got the pot and poured out the little soup that was left over and turned on the faucet for a little water to be in the pot, so it was easier to clean after the meal. Justin got the bowls and set them down the small dining table that fit three people. He got the bowls and set them down and walked back to the kitchen to get cups of water for both of them. Justin got two glass cups from the cabinet and poured water from the water dispenser and set them down on where they were going to sit. He said smiling, "Food is ready for the pretty lady." Justin pulled out her chair and walked to his chair and waited for her to start eating. The steam was coming out from the noodles and looked so delicious.</sup>

^{&& tagged ---}[/b] Issy
&& words ---[/b] 591 words <3
&& outfit ---[/b] here
&& lyrics ---[/b] “airplanes?by b.o.b.
&& notes ---[/b] muse is higher than I expected =D you deserve this LUCY <3
&& credit ---[/b] 20shadesOFblack of CAUTION 2.0![/sup]

[marrissajones]

*I'M NOT GONNA WRITE YOU A LOVE SONG
because you asked for it*

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Issy wrinkled her nose at the mention of Jeremys name. That boy frustrated her so. One minute they were fighting and the next they were best friends. That and the fact she was starting to think she might actually love him, Jeremy had become a highly annoying ongoing problem. "Me and Jeremy do not have the same personality. He's a heartless jerk." She said with a scowl although even she knew she was lying. Issy just laughed and patted his head lightly. "Now now Justin, you now you spoil me." She said happily, swinging her arms slightly. Well, she felt like she was spoiled by the boy anyway. Issy knew Justin had to put up with a lot of crap from her and she was thankful that he had stayed by her.

Issy grinned widely before replying. "Someones getting a little defensive there. Are you in l o v e Justin?" She asked in a sing song voice just to be annoying. She knew he was telling the truth, if he did like someone she'd know by now surely. She was curious though, it wasn't like him to come home so late and honestly she'd been a little worried. Typical, overprotective Issy. Justin was one of the only people she cared about utterly and completely, apart from a few of her close friends, like Rey of course. If someone hurt Justin she'd have something to say about it. She always did. "Don't worry, you know I'm only joking." Rolling her eyes, she stuck her tongue out at him childishly. Basketball .. sports was most definatly not her favorite thing in the world and honestly, basketball was pure evil to her. She couldn't understand how someone could enjoy playing it so much.

"If it's not healthy for you then why do you eat it all the time." She questioned with a raised eyebrow. Surely the boy before her should care more about his health if he was so into sports and things. "Pasta Makes You Fasta." She said with a grin, quoting something her mother used to tell her alot. Pasta had been her favorite food, something she would ask to have pretty much every day when she was a kid. Now though she knew it was stupid to eat the same thing all the time, it didn't mean she didn't do it though. If it hadn't been for Justin, she'd still be ordering take outs every night and eating tubs of ice cream just because she could. Thankfully she had him to make sure she didn't do something completely stupid though.

She watched him as he made the noodles and wondered why she was still incapable of making them herself. It seemed simple enough and yet she knew if she were to try she'd end up setting alight to something, just like the last time she used an oven. Heck, she could just about make popcorn without breaking the microwave - now thats dedication to being stupid. The thought of taking cooking classes crossed her mind but she shook the thoughts away. If she wanted to learn to cook Justin would surely help her out so why bother.

Rolling her eyes, Issy sat down in the seat Justin pulled out for her. Ever the gentleman he was - she wasn't sure how he managed to not get a girl yet. Weren't boys like him nearly every girls dream? "Thank you, kind sir." She said with a laugh before beginning to eat her noodles quietly. Naturally, they tasted amazing. She didn't even like spicy food and yet she still found that these tasted rather nice. Justin never failed to amaze her, when he finished school she wasn't sure what she was going to do without him there to help her out. Thankfully he was stuck with her for a few more years, so she had plenty of time to worry about it.

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&&TAGGED - justin!
&&WORDS - 650
&&LYRICS - sara bareilles 'love song'
&&NOTES - my muse is reasonably high to :') you deserve this post glow ~ sorry it took so long ♥

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<sup>Justin giggled and replied when she said,"Me and Jeremy do not have the same personality. He's a heartless jerk,""Jeremy can sometimes be one, but understand him too. It's hard not knowing what is being nice." He grinned when Kathy pat his head saying"Now now Justin, you now you spoil me,""Spoil you I don't think I do. I'm not rich and I love being with you as my little sister." He can't imagine any other dorm mate except her. Justin had to admit that sometimes it would get tough when she was all drunk and it was hard to understand what she was saying, but he understood her mistakes and forgot them easily.

Justin paused for a little and the smile was gone when she said, "Someone's getting a little defensive there. Are you in l o v e Justin?" He raised an eyebrow and said,"I'm not getting defensive. I'm not in love. I don't fall in love that easily. Honestly, love is too difficult to understand. I don't want to get involved. I never had a long-term relationship." That sing-along tone was quite annoying. The tone was gone when Issy said,"Don't worry, you know I'm only joking." Justin replied with a poke on the arm,"It better be!"

He heard her saying,"If it's not healthy for you then why do you eat it all the time." His facial expression was a puzzled look and replied,"I don't eat it all the time only when I'm in a rush." Justin was still confused more when she said,"Pasta Makes You Fasta." He answered,"Fasta? As in moving faster. I know I have to exercise more. I'm going to quit junk food." He started eating the spicy noodles when he saw that she was eating it quietly. When she said,"Thank you, kind sir,"he said,"No problem Kathy!" These noodles tasted so amazing compared to the other ones he ate, maybe because Issy was eating it with him. It was great to spend quality time with her. He counted her as a family even though they weren't blood-related. Issy and Catherine were the only family he had left since his parents passed away.</sup>

^{&& tagged ---}[/b] Issy
&& words ---[/b] 369 words <3
&& outfit ---[/b] here
&& lyrics ---[/b] “airplanes?by b.o.b.
&& notes ---[/b] LUCYY~ sorry less than 400 XD
&& credit ---[/b] 20shadesOFblack of CAUTION 2.0![/sup]