they lied when they said the good die young;; open

[xxbrokenheartxx]

Aaryn's skinny hand fingered her green iPod. She placed the skull candy earbuds in her ears. She sat down in a comfy chair. She stared at the iPod, wondering what she should listen to. She clicked on shuffle and Dance Inside by The All-American Rejects began playing. She smiled and sat back in her chair. She needed to come to this place more often. She breathed in heavily and slowly.

There were only a few people in this place, as it was still a little to early for anyone to be doing anything but breakfast. Aaryn placed her iPod on her small stomach and closed her eyes. She wanted to process what had been going on recently. She had met Pierce, and they had gotten coffee. Was that a date? Or just two friends having coffee. She wasn't sure. If it was a date, she had enjoyed it, and was willing to go on another one. A voice in the back of her head said, but what about Dezi?

She ignored it. She felt the door open and close. Footsteps could be heard nearing her. Would the person talk to her? Hopefully not. She grunted in annoyance. The person moved away. Good, this was better. Aaryn sighed a little. She wanted to drift back to the thought land shew as in before. But nooooo, this stupid person had to come and interrupt her. She sighed heavily. Stupid, stupid, stupid person. Probably a first year. A stupid first year. She hated first years. They were so stupid and moronic. Yes, she was using stupid a lot, but it was so fitting. Because they were stupid.

The song on her iPod changed to Lowell MA by Death Cab for Cutie. She sang the song under her breath.

A brown eye opened slowly, letting the sun soak over her. Aaryn rose from her comfy chair, and found her way to a nearby computer. She sat down and opened it up. She turned it on. It took forever to boot up. Or just to long for Aaryn's own taste. She tapped her foot impatiently. She stared it finally opened, and she clicked on the "student" account. She opened up the internet. She wasn't sure what she was going to do. Perhaps she should make a Myspace. That would be very funny. But she decided against it.

She stared at the computer for a moment. What was she supposed to do on this thing? She realized she had lost all interest in the computer. Then she spotted a little application called, Compose It!. A music composing program. She smiled and opened it up. She went through all the necessary steps and began working on her song. She could hear the beginnings of a tune in her head. It was amazing what happened when you really got into things like this. The song on her iPod changed to Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band by The Beatles.

[tech]

..beep..

"At long last." A boy sad with a grin, there stood a 1st year Ravenclaw. He had been walking for sometime now, he hadn't wanted to use his laptop and this was the only room for it. He slowly cracked the door to confirm if anyone was here, there wasn't many people, a girl had been sitting on a chair in front of a computer. She had drawn his attention more than anyone else, but she was only another girl in Tenseki's eyes so he slowly walked by here. It had been long since Tenseki had used the computer, this was his first time in the electronic room. Luckily he had brought his laptop to school not knowing of the no technology thing. Since this was the only room technology could be used in, it had gotten him interested. This was probably going to become his most favorite room considering he used the computer plenty on his free times. He had as always brought his bag along, but it now had a lump in it. The laptop hung to his hip until he found a place to sit a few feet away from the girl. When he had the chance he gently put down the computer and dug his hand into his bag to pull out the lump.

Within the bag was a earphone set, Tenseki unwrapped the line and connected it to his laptop. The earphones hung from his neck, the laptop opened with a clack. It was a very fast computer, in a second it was at the login screen, he began to rapidly type something down. It was about 17letters long. With that he smiled, it wasn't to surprising compared to everyone else in this school. Tenseki put a little bit of effort into putting down his bag. Next thing you know, he had a document open and was typing rapidly at the keys. He was updating his files, he hadn't done it in quite a while and wanted to do it while he was there. The room he in was lacking a mood, it was very silent other that the small sounds of music that came by everyone once in a while. This kinda pleased, he liked it when it was quiet, it let you have a chance to think clearly.

This room might be useful after all.

It remained quiet in the room, his earphones still hanging from his neck like an accessory.

not much left to do now.

Finally he had put down his hands, he was finished with his work and was deciding on leaving or not. Since everyone else was listening to music he decided to do it too. He opened up a browser and type in some songs, the earphones were lifted to his ear. Then he leaned back a bit while his songs began to play, it was a long list of linkin park songs, he had heard of them a lot and was curious about them. He tapped his feat rhythmically to the songs.


Eyes shut, mouth shut close, it was nice in their. This was the first time he had just been laying around in pure silence with only music for him to listen too, this was a room that was slowly casting a spell on him.

I can't believe I was missing such a pleasant room.

This was such a nice room, it gave Tenseki a smile. Maybe someone would appear to change his thoughts. Since when had he cared much, he has always had a good time with the people he met. Almost everyone in this school could be friends with Tenseki, he was quiet and calm so not many people would care if he was here anyway. Though he felt a little insignificant to everyone else, he was just a mere first year, he was at the lowest point at the time. When would he reach the next year, time flew fast for this school so he had no idea, but until then he would just wait, a he shrugged in question or a second then turned back to what he had been doing before. Maybe he could get to prefect one day, with his attitude it was very possible. But enough questions for him, he continued to lay their to the comforting beat of the music.