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[07 Feb 2007|07:09pm] |
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I hate Boone. G-d, he is SO annoying.
It's bad enough that I have to endure this zillion-hour flight sitting next to him - IN COACH, might I add, because some asshole wouldn't give us our seats in first class and Boone was too much of a spineless loser to actually stand up for us (somehow I'm surprised every time).
But then I'm sitting here listening to music on my pink iPod mini (lol for some reason I always have to specify that it's pink - cause that's half the reason it's so awesome) and Boone grabs it and reads the screen. It said 'Sylvia: Cortege de Bacchus'. So he takes one of the ears and tries to listen. So I was like 'Excuse me, do you mind?' and he was like 'Is that classical music?'
What? I'm not smart enough to listen to classical music? I was like 'Like you really care'. To which he said 'What makes you so sure that I don't? That's what some people do. They care about people. Other than themselves'.
Real witty, Boone. Real freaking witty. But don't think for a second that I've forgotten who couldn't even stand up to their mother when I was DIRT POOR because they were afraid of losing their stupid job.
It's funny how he'll piss himself at the chance to come save me and be my hero, and at the same time stomp all over me.
But it's okay. Cause two can play at that game.
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[07 Feb 2007|10:13am] |
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Name: Shannon Rutherford
Age: 20
Occupation: None currently. Was at some point a part-time ballet instructor.
Why she was on the plane:
Shannon was returning to the United States with her stepbrother, Boone, from Australia. She had called upon Boone to 'save' her from her latest boyfriend, Brian - but it was truly only a scam set up, in which she planned to split with Brian the money she knew Boone would give Brian to disappear from Shannon's life. Boone found out about the scam after Brian angrily told him what Shannon had been doing.
That night, Shannon turned up at Boone's hotel door. Brian had run off with all of the money. Shannon never said she was sorry, and Boone never asked her to. Regardless of what she felt on the inside (you'll find that there is a thick sheet of metal between Shannon's outside and her inside - and no one gets in unless she is so low that she can't keep herself from breaking down) she seduced Boone to cause him to forgive her. Because he couldn't very well hold a grudge when it was out in the open between them that he loved her, and especially after they'd had sex.
The next morning, they left for the airport - with Shannon acting as though nothing had ever happened.
Items they have with them from the plane, or on the island:
Lots of luggage - she does /not/ know the meaning of 'packing light' - and besides, she'd been living in Sydney for long enough to have done lots of shopping. Not her inhalers, though - because she always forgets to pack them. Luckily Boone put them in his stuff. One special thing she has is her ballet slippers.
Physical Description:
Shannon is the token beautiful girl: blonde hair, blue eyes, tan skin, tall, and slim. Her hair is styled to the current fashion, and her clothes let one know just by looking at her that she is wealthy and fashionable. Or, perhaps, to some: vain and shallow. Not entirely untrue. It is all the same thing, though, isn't it?
Though she is slim, she is not skin-and-bones - and every extra pound on her body is seen as a disgusting weight of fat hanging on her. Though she hides it extremely well under tough skin that no one would begin to imagine as being tough, she hates her appearance. Men tell her she is beautiful, and women are often clearly jealous, but Shannon knows better. She knows that she isn't good enough. She is literally living a lie.
But back to her outside. Shannon moves with grace, whether in flip-flops or in four-inch heels. Her body is toned; though the muscles are not visible upon looking at her, years upon years of dancing and exercising have toned her legs and abs especially. Thanks to a barrage of skin care products, her skin is flawless and thanks to practiced skill with make-up, she puts on beauty with ease.
( History )
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[06 Feb 2007|09:48pm] |
she let the frayed, 1
pink ribbons fall 2
to the floor 3
along with her 4
fatigued body. and 5
silently she pleaded, 6
dance with me 7
but she was tired 8
and her head 9
was aching and 10
as he slid the slippers off 11
her feet (first left, 12
then right), 13
he saw that 14
she was bleeding. 15
so one by one he kissed 16
the blisters on her toes. and then 17
she said (out loud, 18
this time), 19
"dance with me." 20
but her eyelids 21
were falling to the floor 22
next to the ribbons. and her whole 23
left side was breaking 24
and by now she was bleeding 25
internally, and as 26
he slid the pins from her hair he saw 27
that she was crying. 28
in her tired body, 29
she swallowed his finger 30
(the first one, 31
on the right), 32
but her muscles were to weak 33
not to let it slip 34
away 35
because her voice was gone 36
and her breath was hot 37
and she couldn't breathe 38
deeply. and as he slid 39
the tulle from her hips 40
he saw that she was dying. 41
and he knew that dancing 42
kept her living. so he 43
said, "dance with me." 44
but her hips were too 45
tired to move 46
with his and she was trying to fall 47
where there was nothing to fall into 48
and as he slid 49
himself from her 50
he saw that she had fallen
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