---* nothing but good times

[Caroline Sutton]

CARLY ISABELLE SUTTON
BAD SEEDS, EVENING, OCTOBER 2007

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-----the music blasted from the speakers over head as carly danced. she was completely unaware of the guys in the crowd watching, the occasionally cat call, all of it. she didn't care about the clicking of her heels against the wooden bar top or the hands that avoided her feet as people got their drinks. she didn't care a bit about it. all she cared about was the music and having a bit of fun at work. work, ha. carly almost couldn't believe that this place was her job. how many people were lucky enough to say that they enjoyed what they did for a living? not many, carly could tell you that. there were the lucky ones who got into something they loved early on or had some major skills to accomplish such a luck line of work. the general masses were not usually so lucky. do you honestly believe that the hoards of people sitting in cubicles all day in huge towers actually wanted to be there? now sure, people on the top floors may have wanted to get there, they may have even started from humble beginnings as well, rising their way to the top fully on animal instinct and skill. but for the other mindless drones they were just there to fill up space. they were there to do the grunt work. easy work for lesser pay. though it was easy, it was hardly ever something to be enjoyed. now if you lacked a certain skill or really had no drive whatsoever, then living out your life as the slave to some corporation was definitely your thing. for carly sutton, she would find herself dead in a back alley before she let herself be seated behind a cubicle for the rest of her life. carly sutton wasn't meant to be boxed in. in fact, she was best when you loosened the reins and just let her go.

-----work was just that for her, a place to let go. here she didn't have to think about school, keizer, about her daughter, about family drama. none of it. when she was at work it felt as though everything was hers. it felt free, like what she'd felt like as a teenager before all of that shit hit the fan. work was like an escape, though it should hardly be called work anymore. work wasn't this much fun. work wasn't so enjoyable. work was work. this was like heaven handpicked for her. sure the crowd was a little older, hairier and smelled a little funny, but hey, who cared? what she liked about this place was that for a 'sleazy' looking bar, it was respectable. the groping was kept to a bare minimum thanks to the massive, burly bouncers that reed had hired and all in all it was just a nice place to hang out. carly could think of plenty of worse places to have a job. take, for instance, her sister's current enployment. penny was a waitress, and an unhappy one at that. she came home constantly complaining of her manager grabbing her ass, people forgetting her tips, kids spilling sodas on the floor. and all of that just went towards the family with very little that she kept for herself. god carly admired her sister. she couldn't imagine doing something that miserable only to barely reap the benefits. seriously her sister was a saint. that didn't mean that carly had to work some dead-end thing did it? why couldn't she have a bit of it all? a new life, a decent job that she enjoyed, oh and did she mention the fresh start?

-----there were no words to describe how incredible it was to not have people looking at her the way they had in keizer. to see all of that judgmental hate in the eyes of people who didn't even know the real her in the first place. to just be seen as some common whore when all it was was a teenage mistake. the way people had looked at her. it was like they thought she'd been selling her body on the corner of main street. she most certainly had not. she'd been a stupid teenager just doing what stupid teenagers did. she was just the only stupid teenager unlucky enough to have a condom break. yes! she'd used one. like i said, stupid teenage mistake. but the whole town of keizer was quick to label her as a slut and toss her aside like a leper. she could have handled them doing that only to her, but to treat her family as if they were nothing? a family that had gone through so much before she'd even been born? a family that the entire town had once held in hero-esque regard because they were the founding family? yeah it didn't take much for people to turn on one another. carly learned that realy quick. it was one of the reasons why she was so turned off to people. why open yourself up to a place when one mistake would just have the entire population hating you again? what the hell was the point in that? so carly had come to valkyrie with absolutely no expectations. she hadn't come with the thought in her mind to take the school over by storm and make up for what she'd lost in keizer. hell no. she was happy to just walk the halls and not be recognized as that uber slut. for carly and what she'd been through, that really was a step in the right direction.

-----the song faded away into the background and carly slid to the floor, rosy cheeked and with a bright smile on her face. she was lucky, and boy did she know it. if it hadn't been for reed being completely hot and completely willing to let her dance an audition, well she wasn't sure she'd have this job. carly was after all underage and though it spelled out big trouble if anyone were to find out, she'd been glad to be given the opportunity. having to wait around til she was at least eighteen just to get a chance to audition sounded damn stupid to her. she was responsible after all. since working here carly had not had a drink stronger than the caffeine high of a soda. she'd been a very, very good girl if she could say so about herself. she slid behind the bar, immediately going back to taking drink orders and occupied herself with that for a good half an hour until it officially was her break. she headed toward the back, past the kitchen to the boss's little suit for a little piece and quiet. reed had a small couch in his office and carly fully planned on taking advantage of that. she tested the knob on the door to find it unlocked, hmm, and walked inside to find the room empty. well that was odd. she would have at least expected reed to be in the room with the door unlocked. shrugging to herself, carly plopped down onto the couch, laying across the length of it with her high-heeled feet dangling over the arm of it. she splayed her hair over the other arm rest and simply relaxed into the cushions. "mm comfy." she said to herself with a small smile as she closed her eyes and just sank in the silence.

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[Reed Turner]

REED. LEE. TURNER.


( SHE LOOK LIKE SEX, DRUGS, ROCK & ROLL )
( WHEN SHE MOVE IT ON THE DANCE FLOOR )

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----HEHE, WELL, IT WAS SAFE to say reed turner absolutely loved his job. and it wasn't in the creepy pervy way. well, maybe slightly. but he wasn't forty and hitting on girls half his age. because if you remember right, reed had a short stint as a bartender at underneath and he saw the way the owner would creep on all the young strippers and continue to try and hustle brett into becoming one. reed, well, he was young, good-looking in his opinion, and ended up hiring girls he had flings with, girls he was friends with, and girls he just graduated with. so, he already had relationships with these girls and it was just a little less creepy. at least in his opinion. besides, they wouldn't be so fond of him if he was a creep, would they? who knew all he needed to do was open a bar to get constant female attention? oh, it's not like he actually had needed it, because trust me, this turner already got a lot. probably the most without drugging or forcing someone (cough finn cough.) but hey, like any man, it actually wasn't that bad to go to work everyday and be appreciated. flirty smiles, appearance compliments, and the playful touches all common and reed definitely wasn't complaining. he could now die happy.

it was pretty obvious by now that bad seeds was a class 'a' success. it was already featured in valkyrie's newspaper as the year's quickest success and most popular bar, (take note nonsense, everything reed touches turned golden.) seth and he got their pictures in the paper and briefly interviewed. channel seven news even came to do a segment on the new bar the was quick to gain a lot of talk. fifteen minutes of fame or not, reed was going to ride this wave until he could no more. and why wouldn't he? he actually never had success in his life. though everyone had been congratulating him on the success there was that one person that still wouldn't admit to anything good reed did. his father, seamus. a couple nights ago, riley somehow dragged him into a family dinner (minus regan, naturally.) it was really awkward to say the least. to the point where his mother was making comments about her cooking and how she thought she overcooked the ham. they were empty comments of course considering no one said anything. riley was his usual normal self. something probably was going on that was freaking him out. like, he got a 'b plus' on one of his tests or something. so, his older brother wasn't really there for moral support. then it came up. reed's bar. his mom said she was glad to see it was a success. seamus? not so much. he went on to say he thought it was stupid reed dragged the 'untainted one' (aka riley) into signing the lease to the building and ordering the alcohol license. it was "a lawsuit waiting to happen" if reed remembered the wording correctly. the turner boys' father was the reason reed didn't really talk to any of his family besides riley, bevin, and regan. and well his mom... when seamus allowed it, or didn't know, whatever. but this time, reed was just really not feeling getting talked down to by the guy he stopped calling 'dad' a long time ago. a verbal argument engaged and riley and mom sort of just stared on trying to stop with unsuccessful attempts. it was about to turn physical when seamus got up so fast, he bumped into the table, rattling the plates and silverware. then, riley got involved, holding reed back because at least his older brother knew, he wasn't going to back away from a fight. it was a hasty ending to the night with riley pulling him out the door, their mom trying to say goodbye, and seamus yelling all the way out the door so the whole neighborhood could hear that if reed "ever came back, he wouldn't be leaving on two legs." and that was why the turners were a family people talked about in the neighborhood.

alone in his office, reed tried to push away the horrible family dinner out of his mind and concentrate on the music from the main room of the bar. back to the comfort zone of his successful bar. that was until there was a knock on the door and riley poked his head in. "reed, i need to talk to you." reed got up from the desk and motioned to the couch, "uh, yeah, sure, sit down."

[/color] riley shook his head. "no, somewhere private." what was more private than his office? "i know people come in and out of here without knocking." riley told him, as if he was reading reed's mind. "ok, we can just go upstairs."[/color] upstairs was reed's apartment. once the boys were up there, riley started pacing impatiently. "dude, what is going on? you're freaking me out." maybe that 'b plus' was actually a 'd'. what riley said next, reed would never have guessed would come out of his older, responsible, mature, brother's mouth. "i got a girl pregnant." reed couldn't even disguise his shock. "you did what? who? where? when? why? and how old?" riley stopped pacing and squinted his eyes together, rubbing them with his hand. "uh... coco lehoux, the inferno, awhile back, i was drunk, and seventeen." riley listed in what looked like embarrassment. reed was just confused. his head was swimming while he tried to grasp that riley got coco lehoux pregnant. a girl he probably hooked up with somewhere down the line. "what does sarai say?"[/color] reed asked. riley looked up at him with sad eyes. "she doesn't know." reed shook his head, suppressing a smile, because this was just getting too good to be true. "how long have you known?" riley shook his head and started pacing again. "awhile. but then she just left. i started dating sarai, and now coco's back and still pregnant." so this was what was hanging over riley's head for the past few months. "still?"[/color] he asked. riley stopped again and looked at reed. "yeah, she told me she was going to take care of it. obviously that did happen. what did you do?" it was only then reed realized that these two brothers both got girls pregnant. reed scratched the back of his head, remember at what felt like years and years ago. "well, considering i was dating her scarlet's cousin... ashley just sort of found out."[/color] could that have only been eleven months ago when reed got scarlet pregnant while he dated her cousin, ashley? "but if you remember, scarlet died." such a grim ending to that story. scarlet was drinking, probably killing the baby and got into a car with daphne's cousin, bianca, who was also drinking, and the two died. riley shook his head in frustration. "i just don't know what to do." reed let out a weak smile, he didn't know either. "well, first you need to talk to coco. and then? you need to talk to sarai. she deserves to know too." riley nodded. "i know, i know." he let out a big sigh and looked at the door back downstairs. "i just need to figure some things out, but thanks." reed nodded, following riley, who was moving towards the door. "sure. what are brothers for, right?"[/color] riley let out a half smile and continued down the stairs and out towards the busy bar while reed went back into his office, where a new visitor was lounging on his couch.

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STATUS, complete.
CRED, format and graphics to me
LOCATION & TIME, bad seeds, october 2007
LYRICS, 'get u home' - shwayze
CLOTHES, minus the hat
TAGGED, carly!
I SAY, -giggles-
and word vomitted that. had a lot of reed muse.
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[Caroline Sutton]

CARLY ISABELLE SUTTON
BAD SEEDS, EVENING, OCTOBER 2007

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-----she loved her job. it hadn't taken long to really fall head over heels for the place. truly hadn't. the minute she'd gotten up on that bar for the first time and just gone crazy she was hooked. since that day only a mere few weeks ago, there really was no looking back for carly. her brother hadn't made things easy though. carly had figured for sure that she would have been fired that night. with the way her brother had gone all caveman on her, it definitely wouldn't have helped. it especially wouldn't have helped things if nate had blabbed about how young she was. a girl like carly shouldn't even be looking at alcohol. she very well knew that, but it wasn't about to change anything. carly had made that mistake in the past. a mistake and then some. she'd been put in that situation where you learned that drinking was cool. you weren't hip unless you were as shitfaced as everyone else. and look at where it had gotten her. pregnant. abandoned. alone. she was dismissed like a disease ridden animal. tossed aside and judged like some common whore. well that was never going to happen to her again. never again was carly isabelle sutton going to be thrown aside like trash while other people got enjoyment from her misery. sorry, no can do.

-----it had taken a lot of pain and turmoil for carly to get where she was today. in all honesty, carly was partly thankful it had happened. many parts she would have liked to skip, like say...everything! it would have been nice to have not gotten pregnant, not been chastised, teased, and secluded all throughout those hard nine months, and it would have been super fabulous to have not had to have given her baby up for adoption. i'm sorry, that made it sound as if it was her choice. it hadn't been. carly had been forced to giving up the one good thing that had come from all of the hate and the havoc she'd endured. that one bright and shining face that was all hers had been ripped from her arms and given to some sobbing woman. her baby! her little girl! a piece of her was gone, as far as carly knew. she didn't know where her daughter was at the moment. she'd never been given any word. carly didn't know if she was alive, if she was safe, nothing. and in a way, she never had forgiven her family for doing what they'd done to her. she knew that they'd been practically destitute. she knew that they really couldn't afford another mouth in the first place. but that was her child. her little girl. carly would never be so brash as to rip a child out of the arms of one of her family members. but because they had long decided before her daughter was even born that there was no place for her, carly hadn't been given a choice. her parent's played the guardian role and assumed control. to be honest, she was still very bitter about it.

-----carly avoided the subject of her daughter like the plague. no one in valkyrie had any clue that the seventeen year old had given birth at the age of fifteen. no one knew the kind of hell she was living with internally. carly assumed she hid it very well. damn it she hoped so otherwise these walls she'd been building up to protect herself were good for nothing. it was true though that went you looked at carly, you saw a twinge of bitterness, a ton of sarcasm, but you never really got a chance to see what her eyes said. no one in valkyrie had yet to get so close as to spend enough time with her to see it. because there were times when her strength wavered. there were moments during the day where she wasn't careful enough and thoughts of her daughter would seep in. she was unbelievably glad that it had yet to happen around someone. if they saw the gasping, hunched, wreck of a human being that carly would become at times, not a soul would be able to recognize her. the tears, the unbelievable sorrow. it was like she was a different person. no one knew about it, not even her family, and as long as she didn't think about the little girl in her life that could have been, she didn't feel the pain. carly had done well to protect herself over the past two-ish years. she'd gotten over the initial fact of it all, the realization that sobbing into her pillow would solve nothing. so she let her family believe that all was forgotten, even if it wasn't forgiven, when in all reality their actions haunted her on a daily basis.

-----but work wasn't a place for thoughts like that and when she was atop that bar, spinning and dancing to her heart's content, truly it was one of the only times she seemed to feel free anymore. you couldn't think about the past with the music blasting overhead and other girls dancing beside you. you simply couldn't. and that was what carly liked about it so much. that was just some of the appeal that bad seeds had for her, making it all the more valuable that she stay. if not for the paycheck, for her own sanity. she was no where near sleep, but her eyes were definitely closed when carly heard the office door open, a familiar voice filtering into the room and making her smirk. "oh your pleasure? you've got me mistaken mister turner. i only use you for your very comfy couch." carly's eyes slowly opened as she stretched out on the couch, her dress slowly sliding up her thighs before carly caught the hem and settled it back into place. now now, she couldn't have something so risqué taking place at work now could she? psh, maybe but then again, carly wasn't sure just how productive that would be. "was a little surprised when you weren't in though, gotta say. it's a little bad for business leaving the office door unlocked without someone to sit in don't you think? i was doing you a favor." there, that's better. make it seem as if he owed her. she did after all save him from a risk of being robbed, or worse...xD

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tagged • creed !
clothes • click!
listening to • tik tok - ke$ha.
notes • hehe i love these two. the back and forth is amusing. sorry if it's a little short. i tried to cut back on the keizer.baby rant because i feel too repetitive.

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[Reed Turner]

REED. LEE. TURNER.


( SHE LOOK LIKE SEX, DRUGS, ROCK & ROLL )
( WHEN SHE MOVE IT ON THE DANCE FLOOR )

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----HOW COULD HE DESCRIBE CARLY? she had a lot of fire in her, that's for sure. and very outgoing. but anyone who can rub up on a boss you were trying to impress in an interview must have no regrets and would do anything for something they wanted. reed liked people like that. he was one too, that lived life on the edge, looked before he lept, and regretted nothing. if reed would have followed the rules, he wouldn't be sitting in here today, that's for sure. whether that's a good thing or a bad thing was up for debate, but everything shapes you. if he would have listened to his father and not moved out of the house at seventeen years old, he probably would have ended up a lot like riley. going to college, knowing what he wanted to do, and being the best up-standing citizen. though, now that thing could be questionable seeing as riley got some chick pregnant. reed wasn't bashing riley. he loved his brother, but that whole lifestyle wasn't reed. everyone was their own person and what works swimmingly for one, doesn't for the other. besides, if he was more like his brother, there wouldn't be that balance. riley wouldn't be as responsible as he was if reed was too. who always kept (or tried,) to keep reed in line? exactly. so really, seamus should thank reed for being such a fuck up. because seamus' prodigy child wouldn't be such a prodigy if it weren't for reed.

so, carly was lounging on his couch, in his office, looking incredibly sexy in tonight's get-up. he felt like looking up to the ceiling and muttering 'thank you' to god, or whoever was up there playing with the cards of fate. who really gets to see this everyday? beautiful women... or in this case, a girl. considering carly was the 'illegal coyote.' the dancing on the counter wasn't the illegal part, but the serving alcohol was. brett reminded him that this one girl meant nothing could ruin his success. reed tossed it off that brett was jealous of carly. though, brett had a point. carly was his employee and all but as a collective whole, she didn't really mean anything to him. harsh as that sounded, they just had this sexual tension pull that kept him interested. kept him wondering just maybe when it was going to come to a head. the shameless flirting had been going on basically since reed hired the underaged seventeen year old.

she told him she merely used him for his couch. stretching, her coyote outfit of the night traveled up her thigh and reed couldn't help but look as it did so, exposing more of her incredibly long and slender legs. hell, if he didn't own this place, he'd sure be in the crowd watching the girls do their thing. what... exactly was her intention, tonight? because in his office, showing him a little skin, that was the makings of one hell of a night if one thing leads to another. "was a little surprised when you weren't in though, gotta say. it's a little bad for business leaving the office door unlocked without someone to sit in don't you think? i was doing you a favor." he folded his arms across his chest, stretching some of the white fabric against his skin as he did so. "my brother came by," he said plainly, squinting his eyes a little bit at her and cocking his head to the side. ok, well, reed was kind of down with this teasing. "but thanks for watching the place. i guess next time..." he trailed off and walked over to the open door. he looked at the dimly lit hallway, and saw no one. no drunks wandering around or any other of the coyotes going to the back to get more supplies. reed closed the door, and locked it. the audible click of the door's lock locking sounding softly in the quiet office. "i should learn to lock the door then, hm?" he smirked. an inviting smirk because why the hell would he lock the door if something wasn't going to happen?

he didn't exactly know why he did. this was a lot like something the old reed would do. he lost his spark when he was with ashley, and slowly got back into his groove after she left, but he was still different than before. was this what the transition felt like? the transition between being a high schooler with no ambitions, worries, or fear of consequences, to adult that needs to pay bills and have a real job. of course, reed was fast-forwarding, because he didn't go to college. he was just -bam- into the workforce. better yet, owner of a bar. but there was still those damn temptations that lingered over him. or in this case, laid out on his couch. reed reminded himself that even if he had to think and plan and run a bar like he was an older guy, he was still a teenager more or less. and he only lived once. telling her to go back to work as he went over account sheets just seemed cruel. she wouldn't be in here if she wasn't thinking the same exact thing he was. but he just wanted to make sure.

reed walked back over to the couch. he used his hands to lift her legs and slide himself underneath them. settling her smoother legs over his lap he turned is head towards her, his hands still on her legs. "so, how long do you think we should keep this sexual tension thing going?" he looked over at the glossy window behind his desk and shrugged, twisting one of his wrists before settling it back on top of her knee. "it's... pretty obvious what's going to happen or else you would be in here right now. so what do you say? ready to do what should have been done on day one?"

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STATUS, complete.
CRED, format and graphics to me
LOCATION & TIME, bad seeds, october 2007
LYRICS, 'get u home' - shwayze
CLOTHES, minus the hat
TAGGED, carly!
I SAY, =O
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[Caroline Sutton]

CARLY ISABELLE SUTTON
BAD SEEDS, EVENING, OCTOBER 2007

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-----having a job at bad seeds was actually one of the many highlights in moving to valkyrie. yes the circumstances sucked. carly knew that more than anything because she'd lived it, but she also relived it at every possible turn. no one really knows just how difficult it is, to see those accusing faces every time you turn a corner. to feel their eyes on your back even though you're a hundred miles away. or to hear their voices on an eternal loop inside your head. it wasn't easy. carly figured she was coping pretty damn well with all things considered. hearing those voices on occasion and feeling their stares, it was all just repercussions of what had happened, an unconscious reminder to herself to not screw up so royally ever again. carly was dead set on never making that mistake again. not giving a damn what anyone thought was a real good start. it was the easiest by far. she often wondered how easy life in keizer would have been had she adopted this state of mind earlier on in life. of course not giving a damn only came with the pain that ensued in her former home town, but what would life really been like had she not cared sooner? would she have made a fuss when she'd been forced to give up her child? would she have let it get to her how an entire room would hush as soon as she walked through the door? would she even notice the eyes that followed her as she walked down the hall, the seas of children parting for her wide girth as she made her way to her next class? hell had she cared at all would she have even gotten pregnant in the first place? parties were after all a means to hanging out with people you thought you could associate with, aside from their town being a complete snore.

-----but then again, if she hadn't cared and hadn't gotten all mixed up in what she had gotten mixed up in, it was likely to say that carly never would have ended up here. she maybe would have remained on the cheer leading squad. she maybe would have gotten a part time job just for a little extra cash. maybe she would have stuck it out the full four years of school and applied for colleges, not that she wasn't already on that path. needless to say her life would have been a whole lot less stressful, but in a way, most of it was worth it to get where she was today. it was only when you were out of keizer that you saw just how much of a disaster that place was. it was like desperate housewives met lost in a series that was filled to the brim with drama and plot lines that could only be interpreted by university scholars. it was sad to think that that was how small towns wound up, or maybe she'd just been the unlucky one to be in the only small town capable of such things. it wasn't as if there weren't bigger cities around, because there were. it was simply the fact that most kids didn't want to leave, or couldn't leave. keizer was such an unknown, one horse town. carly wouldn't be surprised if no state school outside of oregon would even know the place existed. 'where you from?' 'keizer.' 'isn't that a roll?' yeah, no one could even find that little blip on a map, much less remember it when scouting for future students. no school would want a keizer kid anyways. their raised to believe that the world doesn't revolve unless you gossip. no one wants to be associated with a person like that. all the more reason why carly was happy to get the hell out while she'd still had the reasons to.

-----after all, if she hadn't gotten out, carly wouldn't be sitting in her bosses office, lounging around on his couch. her head tipped to the side, resting against the armrest as she took a good long look at reed, smirking as he spoke. "ah yes, the golden boy." carly hadn't seen riley but once or twice, ideally so because her involvement in reed's establishment probably wouldn't make him the happiest of campers. hell, it seemed like no one really liked her around here. brett wasn't all to chipper about it, riley would have been off the wall about it, even her brother had gone all neanderthal on her the night he'd found out. but since when did she start caring? oh right, she hadn't. she watched him as he walked to the door, this time making sure it locked. well that was all well and good but it didn't help when you locked people inside. haha no, carly wasn't actually that dense. she knew exactly was it was reed was implying the moment he'd pressed the lock on that door. after all it was just one of a laundry list of tell tale signs. she pushed up slightly, propping herself up on her elbows as reed lifted her legs and settled himself underneath them. she rested against him, his body heat a stark contrast to the cool fabric of the couch she'd grown accustomed to. "and what sexual tension would you be referring to?" she asked innocently, her smirk betraying that not but a moment later. what was going to happen was really that obvious? funny, carly thought she'd only been coming in here to relax on her break. how cute of reed to assume this was really all for him. because let's face it, the milk crates out back did not make a suitable chair. milk crate versus couch. which would you pick. exactly, that was why she was in here. it was damn near adorable how reed assumed she'd fanned herself out on the couch for him. had he not been so wrong in the first place she might have actually gotten in a good laugh. "like i said before, i use you only for your couch. this just happens to be my break." she pushed off the couch with her elbows, sitting upright and shortening the distance between them immensely. now only a few inches made up the distance between each others bodies, minus the touching legs. "how cute is it that you think i did this all for you."

-----she cocked her head to the side slightly, her brunette curls swishing identically in the same direction. a slow smile crept over her lips as she raised an eyebrow at him. "what did you have in mind, seeing as how you know just what i'm thinking?"

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listening to • tik tok - ke$ha.
notes • it's short but i wanted to post it now without any more babble. hope it's workable!

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[Reed Turner]

REED. LEE. TURNER.


( SHE LOOK LIKE SEX, DRUGS, ROCK & ROLL )
( WHEN SHE MOVE IT ON THE DANCE FLOOR )

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----REED WAS A PLAYER. EVERYONE KNEW that. or, at least now, he was an ex-player. well, maybe he still had his player characteristics, but he knew how to play his cards just right. there was always a certain extent to this strategy with a certain type of girl. you see, there was, girl. just your usual easily manipulated girl that took a few sweet lines and some alcohol to do what you wanted. and then, there were teases. the ones where right as you think you're in, you get shoved back out and get knocked down a few stairs on your ego. personally, the ones that called themselves teases didn't deserve to have that name as their looks didn't even out how annoyingly hard reed had to work to get more than just their attention. reed loved the challenge, don't get him wrong, but he was making a big exception with carly just because she intrigued him so much. it could have been the fact that she was two years younger than him. he was curious about her for the fact that he was older, not by much, but still a couple years ahead of her. reed was use to the younger girls throwing themselves at him. carly wasn't. she wanted him to work for it. reed should just give up now, wash his hands from this potentially dangerous situation and go back to managing his bar.

"and what sexual tension would you be referring to?" reed smirked and looked away still smiling. he rubbed a hand against his jawline. a little five o'clock shadow thing going on at the moment as he felt the little stubble underneath his fingers. "you're young, not stupid, carly. you know exactly what i'm talking about." though he still wanted to hook-up, he didn't want to feed into her teasing. reed was planning on just leaving it all out on the table. carly then told him that she was only using him for his couch. yeah, right, and reed was merely using carly for her dance moves. "well," he said looking towards her, "when you're break is over, no one is keeping you here." she pushed herself up, and leaned in close to him. reed stayed where he was. yeah, she should come to him. that's how it should be. "how cute is it that you think i did this all for you."

he'd give it to her, that was pretty good. she definitely knew how to handle herself. "and how cute of you to think i can't see right through your little game right now," "so get on your knees and..." he could have added if she was acting like high school reed, but he bit his tongue because he was pretty sure if he added a comment like that, everything would go to shit. and since he wanted to crack this code that was half-laying across his lap, he had to play his cards just right. he didn't have to really give her compliments because over the past few weeks, she should know by now what reed thought of her. besides, reed rarely gave compliments to girls out loud. why boost their ego? whether that was a prick-like move or not, reed wasn't having it. as you could see, he has been doing fine without it.

"what did you have in mind, seeing as how you know just what i'm thinking?" he remembered, back in high school when he was reading this stupid book by some dude named chaucer who liked to speak in rhyme. it was something about a story of a knight who had one year and a day to figure out what women wanted. what a strange quest to embark on because reed remembered reading this and knew he'd probably die. he had been with many girls who all wanted different things. faithfulness, presents, nice guys, bad boys, sex, the list could go on. how could you pick on and generalize that for the rest of the women? of course, this was one story reed could identify with because the knight was rather good-looking and well.. reed was blessed with the turner genes, which automatically meant he would be attractive. eventually, the knight, with the help of an ugly old woman, gave the right answer tot he royal court, sparing his life. the answer of what women really wanted? to be in control. so if reed could levy up his own decision making that was taking place in this room, it could end up swing in his favor. wow, old books from high school was pulling through for him. who would have guessed that?

"i actually have a lot in mind." reed's hands traveled up her long, bare legs. his finger tips disappearing underneath the hem of her jean shorts. he stopped, "on the couch, against the wall, on the desk. but, you're the lady. i'll let you chose."

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STATUS, complete.
CRED, format and graphics to me
LOCATION & TIME, bad seeds, october 2007
LYRICS, 'get u home' - shwayze
CLOTHES, minus the hat
TAGGED, carly!
I SAY, shortshortshort >.< didn't want you to suffer through another chaucer rant. hopefully there is enough to go off of though?
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[Caroline Sutton]

CARLY ISABELLE SUTTON
BAD SEEDS, EVENING, OCTOBER 2007

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-----carly hadn't had things easy as of late, but looking back a year or three ago and that was indeed a completely different story. true that the seventeen year old brunette bombshell had fallen from grace the moment she'd wound up pregnant, but that didn't mean that things had always been that way. on the contrary, things hadn't been like that until her massive screw up. before that everything had been peachy. her family had struggled since her birth to regain some semblance of pride and they'd managed to do that. the suttons didn't slink off into oblivion to hide away in shame. no, instead they gave up on a lot of their expansive dreams in order to work with the trades that were familiar to them. instead of finishing school and becoming an architect, carly's father became a construction worker. instead of going to some fashion school and being some head honcho for a monstrosity of a clothing empire, carly's mother became a seamstress and tailor. both her parents had given up on their more lofty, privileged dreams in order to keep their family afloat, leaning on their trade skills in the process. in that way the suttons had managed to maintain their standing amongst the people of keizer. sure they were now one of the masses, now almost pitied for their downfall, but the death of carly's grandfather had not buckled them like everyone thought it would. instead they became stronger, more reliant on one another, and in turn one of the strongest family units in keizer. they had the kind of bond that other people envied. they were still highly regarded despite their lower middle class, and that's being generous, standing amongst the other families.

-----because of this higher regard for her family, carly had been kind of used to getting what she wanted. she had become the epitome of what was the stereotypical high school cheer leading captain. she was gorgeous, she was popular, she was looked up to by many and hated by many more. she had followers like a herd of sheep but at the same time she had a mix of people who she'd assumed to be her best friends. she was gorgeous, driven, determined, and she was getting the hell out of keizer the minute she graduated. everyone knew carly was destined for something greater. she was the girl everyone put on a pedestal. even the girls who hated her had a tenancy to want to be just like her. though carly wasn't that shallow of a bitch, it was something that had a tenancy to strike you way down deep. the kind of realization that everyone is trying so damn hard to like you, be like you, etc. it was hard. because she was so used to having things be this way, teasing and testing boys was just a habit she had picked up along the way. it was so much easier to test her fellow high school boys. the ones who stuck around were the ones who really, really wanted to get with her. the rest were just looking for an easy in and that's not something they would find in carly sutton. so it was easy to pick up old habits with her legs draped over reed's lap. it really was. like riding a bike, the snippy comments meant to keep guys on their toes long enough for her to decide whether or not they were worth the effort were right there in her head again. so much for ditching the old life and starting anew. how could that really happen if all carly did was bring her old habits to a new place?

-----she watched him as he scrubbed his fingers over his growing scruff. "so you caught me. what can i say, old habits die hard." she cocked her head to the side as he spoke again, nodding in full agreement. "very true. you are wise oh captain." she said with a smile. "well at least now we know that you're not dense. that's always a good sign." he hadn't finished his sentence, and she had a feeling she wouldn't have liked the rest of whatever spiel he was used to saying. good thing he hadn't. carly was beginning to enjoy this and for him to go and ruin it now would just be a shame. a very small voice in the back of her mind told her that stopping was what she should be hoping for. that if he didn't stop she should stop him. but who ever really listened to that little voice anyways? it was so hard to pay attention to it on a good day but to have this warm body, this very attractive warm body, beneath her was enough of a distraction to make that voice disappear all together. who needed some other little jiminey cricket on their shoulder telling them the right way to live their lives? why take the safe route when the dangerous one made your heart race, and so much more if we're going there. sure carly had done a pretty good job of fucking her life up to hell, but she'd been good for so long. she was bound to break at some point. she would hardly have to talk herself into it if it came to that point. she was hooked. something about this place, this bar, this feeling that being in a new town gave her. it was like a high that no one else could imagine. a freedom high. not many people get that kind now do they?

-----her eyes drifted closed as he spoke once more, a small breathy laugh escaping her. "do you now?" she whispered as she felt his hands sliding up her legs. ugh, there was no doubt that she wanted this now, but it felt so cheap to just give up so easily. still, if you stopped to think about it. it had been almost two years since she'd last been with anyone. it wasn't surprising that she was so willing to just let reed in. her eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking on his as a smirk slowly crept it's way over her lips. "i can only pick one? that's a shame because i like all of those choices..." she trailed off, running a hand through her hair as she flippantly broke their gaze and looked off at the wall. "but if i only get to choose one. i'd love to see what you could do with that desk." she cocked an eyebrow at him, completely intrigued at this point. leaning forward, carly finally just caved, sliding her hand up his chest and locking it around his neck. she pulled him into her, their lips finally connecting in a steamy kiss.

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status• finished
words • 1357
tagged • creed !
clothes • click!
listening to • tik tok - ke$ha.
notes • lmao so bad but oh so good xD.

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[Reed Turner]

( REED. LEE. TURNER. )


( SHE LOOK LIKE SEX, DRUGS, ROCK&ROLL )
( WHEN SHE MOVE IT ON THE DANCE FLOOR )

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----HE WAS GOING TO SHOW EVERYONE. reed was going to prove that he was more than just the middle child of a group of rowdy irish foreigners. he coasted his way through high school, doing just enough to past, and not enough to get into a good college. he didn't really know if he wanted to stay in valkyrie the rest of his life. riley did tell him that this little bar of his could always be a gateway into something bigger and better. a chain of bars, all across the united states. of course, this was closely followed by, "and if you took some business classes at the community college..." thanks, riley, thanks. however, almost everything reed did was in spite of his father. seamus was the biggest driving force in reed bettering himself. he knew everything he did, there would always be a negative. reed could become the president of the united states (though it wouldn't even be possible for him,) and his father wouldn't be proud. reed was over it, but he did often think about what if he did or didn't do to make seamus despise his second son so much. ok, so, he wasn't a riley. pop turner couldn't really be mad at reed for regan. so what if reed and regan had been close in age and hung out a lot while riley was busy with high school. it wasn't like reed influenced baby boy in the bad direction. ok, so sure, they shared a joint of marijuana a few times and drank jack from the bottle, but all that heavy shit regan got into on his own. that wasn't his fault. reed didn't like being blamed for thigns he didn't have anything to do with.

even if riley wanted reed to become this big badass bar owner, he still had a lot of learning to master. hooking up with his employees would have to stop sometime between the ages of now and becoming old enough to be his coyotes' father. he had to thank jesus and the others for blessing him with some good looks, because even now if he went on being flirty, it would be ten times creepier if he was ugly. so, he might as well enjoy the good looks while they lasted. jesus probably hated him... reed would turn out to look like his father in punishment before he reached the gates of hell. reed smirked to himself as he thought of riley, who probably would look the exact same way as he did now. oh yeah, he could see it. golden boy golden forever. reward for being so fucking good all the time. except now he got a girl pregnant.

reed smirked when she said that know they both knew he wasn't dense. "and we know you're not easy," he added, sending his smile her way. if reed had to guess, he was rounding second base on sealing the deal. there was no way in denying that she was feeling it too. unless someone in the bar decided to get a hold of him, there was no way this was just going to stop. despite what people may have though about reed, he didn't hook up with girls every night. well, he probably use to. having his own apartment his junior and senior year was a huge advantage, but he'd admit, his player days weren't the same as they were now. he slept with his bar every night now. it seriously felt like some strange relationship. he had his hook-ups, but they weren't as often as they use to be. aside from brett, (who was more of a convenience,) reed was hooking up with girls he didn't really even know. not that that was a bad thing by any means, but reed's m.o was mostly girls he did know. made it easier when dealing with girls who thought they were dating the next morning. at least his friends knew what they were getting themselves into.

reed easily rounded first base as carly starting choosing where they should hook up at. five minutes ago he would have thought it was part of her game, but by now, he defintiely knew she wasn't playing anymore. "but if i only get to choose one. i'd love to see what you could do with that desk." she cocked her head and reed looked over at the desk across the room. he still didn't get a real computer. instead he was using a laptop that was currently closed up and hanging out on a ledge on the wall. decorating the desk was papers, fliers for promotion around the city, files with employee information, pencils, tape, and anything else you'd think an owner of a bar might have on his desk. ambitious, hot, and reed never had done it on a desk before so this could be fun. he felt her hand slide up his chest. he could feel her cool fingertips through the thin fabric of his white cotton shirt. her hand locked behind his neck and she pulled him into a kiss. his arms went immediately to her back as he, too, pressed her close to him.

his hands traveled up her body and held the back of her head, her hair falling in between his fingers. however, it didn't take long as the two were kissing for reed to start working her way out of her leather jacket she was wearing. he tugged on it at her shoulders, before the jacket slipped off her arms and onto the floor. it kind of funny how you don't think about much while you're concentrating on who's lips were on yours. you kind of just... do. with that, reed hooked one arm around her waist and his other arm to push both of them up and off the couch. his feet moved quite fluidly as he moved himself forward, (and carly backwards) towards that messy desk, letting out all that tension that had been building up for a long time between the two. he stopped moving when he felt her stop at the edge of the desk. he ripped his mouth from hers and felt his heart beat faster in his chest. he gave her a sloppy smile. "better than waiting longer, huh?" he told her and pressed closer to her as one arm reached behind her and with one sweep, pushing all the files and desk supplies off the desk. right as he heard them fall onto the ground, he hoisted carly up onto the desk's ledge and resumed doing what he had been doing. crushing his lips against her and roaming her skin with his eager hands.

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STATUS, complete. CRED, format and graphics to me LOCATION & TIME, bad seeds, october 2007 LYRICS, 'get u home' - shwayze CLOTHES, minus the hat TAGGED, carly! I SAY, late. thought i'd surprise you when you woke up xD desk, ftw!
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[Caroline Sutton]

CARLY ISABELLE SUTTON
BAD SEEDS, EVENING, OCTOBER 2007

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-----there had been numerous occasions, especially in the past few years, where carly felt the need to prove herself. face it, no one in her family had screwed up as royally as she had. no one else had spent her weekends out in some corn field with a group of other popular people getting drunk and dancing the night away before losing it to one of the guys on the football team. no one else found out she was pregnant and tried to hide it for a few months. no one else had their lives spilled out over the intercom of the school...yeah that was harsh. basically carly had gone from golden child to social pariah. it wasn't a fun few months. add to that the fact that her baby was forcibly taken from her and given to strangers and she was forced to move because of the unforgiving people in her home town, yeah let's just say it wasn't a fun year or so. ever since the moment the suttons had been flushed out of keizer, carly had been trying to prove herself once again to her family. if asked, the suttons would say that they never held anything against their daughter/sister. they would say that it was an honest mistake made because she had no where to go or nothing to do at home. there wasn't a decent home life. that was their excuse! there wasn't a home life because her parents worked nearly every hour in the day just to keep their family afloat. there wasn't a home life because the three siblings she had were six years older than her and were out making lives for themselves. how in the hell was it ever their faults? still, they would never blatantly lay the blame on the youngest sutton, something that probably would have straightened her out long ago.

-----it wasn't to say that carly hadn't really learned her lesson. having a baby at fifteen years old was a lesson in itself, and the pain afterward, not physical, was just a constant reminder of her heinous screw up. how she would forever be without her little girl. how she would never see those first baby steps, what solid food she tasted first, what her first words were. all of that created such a pain in her chest. it was like a vacuum had been placed inside her body sucking out every ounce of happiness it could find. yeah she could sit here and think she was happy now, or she was happy when hanging out with her family or her friends, but nothing compared to the minute-long moment where she'd held her daughter for the first and only time. the never-ending ache in her chest that began the first night she'd cried herself to sleep after having her father wrench her baby from her arms and pass her off to someone else had never really gone away. if she was lucky, there were just times when it dulled to the point of just a pinprick as opposed to the usual pain she felt. on a normal day it was only as dull as being hit by an eighteen wheeler driving at about forty miles an hour. that was a good day. when she was around her friends and family it was lessened, but never gone. one think she knew, no matter what, was that the moment she laid down to sleep the pain would return full force. nothing could stop it, nothing could ever get rid of it. she was broken...and her parents blamed themselves. carly was no idiot. none of them thought it was their faults, but they knew how much pain they'd caused her and saying that they were the ones to blamed would make things easier for carly. only it didn't work. it just made her family a bundle of liars.

-----she couldn't let herself think about any of that. she knew that if she did then this little rendezvous with reed would be out the door. she would start hyperventilating, crying, and might even start screaming...if that wasn't a mood killer than carly didn't know what was. so she wouldn't think of it, and she was doing a great job of it. all she had to do was lose herself in the moment, which was easy enough to do. she heard his voice and returned the smile as he talked about her not being easy. well it might have been just words, but it was nice to hear regardless. especially since carly definitely wasn't easy. she hadn't been with a soul since she'd gotten knocked up in the first place. not to say she hadn't gotten offers after she'd been released from the hospital. assholes who thought they were clever had mad cat calls at her from down the hall saying they'd love the chance to give her another demon spawn. carly was happy to say that she'd handed them their asses on a platter, but since that day she hadn't trusted a single soul in keizer, not even the friends she thought she still had. for over a year carly hadn't been with anyone. moving to valkyrie had been a new start, yes, but that didn't mean she was going to make the same mistake a second time. needless to say, she was the farthest thing from easy. suffice it to say that her experiences had made her smarter about things but that didn't mean she was going to hold out forever. she would just be smarter about what, well who, she did. she couldn't deny that she really wanted this. if she hadn't, it was simple, she wouldn't be here now. she definitely wouldn't be kissing him as she currently was.

-----she locked her hands on his body as they continued to kiss, her arms easily sliding out of her leather jacket as reed gave the fabric a quick tug. the cool air kissed her heated flesh giving her a slight chill, but it quickly disappeared as reed rose off the couch and backed them both over to the desk. she sucked in a breath as reed's lips left hers, happy to have the chance to let her lungs play catch up as she smiled at his grin. "yeah you could say that." carly said with a slight chuckle as her chest rose and fell with the many breaths she was taking. she was out of practice, but she didn't care. she slid her hands up his body once again as he moved in closer, her face turning as she watched his hand make a sweeping movement and clear the top of the desk of it's papers and other office supplies. wow that was hot. carly hadn't been in a situation like this, but she was definitely liking it so far. a smirk grew on her lips, turning into actual laughter as reed hoisted her up onto the desk. she latched onto him like a limpet, her arms locked onto his body as her lips connected with his once again. they moved like nothing had stopped them in the first place. without much effort, carly linked her feet on the lip of the desk and pulled off her shoes, making it much safer for reed as she locked her legs around his middle. it would have without a doubt put a damper in their fun if she stabbed him with a stiletto. one crisis averted. carly balled up the white tee shirt in her hands and lifted, pulling the fabric from his body and only breaking their kiss for a moment as the article of clothing completely left his body and sailed through the air landing in some unknown location that carly really didn't care about. hungrily her lips returned to his her hands now unhindered as she caressed his hot flesh.

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status• finished
words • 1532
tagged • creed !
clothes • click!
listening to • take me on the floor - the veronicas.
notes • good surprise! btw, these two are freakin' hot. xD.

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