LOGAN ;; simply killing time

[CAMERON EDEN AMITY]

[STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; color: #424242; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 5px; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 1px]► MAKE ME YOUR RADIO[/style] [STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#c41e3a; height:20px; font-size:20px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 15px; color: #f1f1f1; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 1px]turn me up when you feel low,[/style] [STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#f1f1f1; height:400px; overflow:auto; font-size:10px; font-family:tahoma; text-align:justify; color:#3b3b3b]It had been a bit of a long morning of classes for Cameron, but they were done and over with and she was currently sitting in the courtyard. She still had a few hours to kill before she had to leave and get ready for work at the bar. It was definitely enough time to do some editing and starting a paper or two. So, here she was, sitting at one of the few picnic tables that were scattered around. It was too nice a day to sit inside, and she wanted to enjoy it while she still could. She adjusted her sunglasses on her face and pulled her laptop out. Luckily she had all her books, so both her papers would be easy to do. One was on the history of photography and the other was just a history paper. Her teachers were very creative when it came to papers. The history on anything could only be so entertaining. Opening her computer, she turned it on, and flipped through the book she was reading as she waited for it to load all the way. She knew she was going to get distracted by her facebook and other online things. That was how it always happened. She bookmarked the page she was on when her computer was all set, and opened photoshop. She really needed to finish editing the pictures for her parents. They wanted someone that wouldn’t edit pictures so much that the girls didn’t look the same, so Cameron taught herself everything she knew, so they wouldn’t have to hire someone. Cameron knew her father’s ideas for his business and wanted to make sure nothing was ever changed. So she took up the role of the head editor. She opened a folder and scrolled through the last few pictures she still had left to edit. There wasn’t many left, but it was definitely a number of hours of work left. She opened a random picture, pulled her hair up and began working. She was just glad she hadn’t been distracted with the internet. Yet at least. If she kept it closed and stayed focus, who knew how many pictures she could get done before work. But she was sitting outside and she was friends with people around campus. A distraction was bound to happen at some point, but at least it wouldn’t be the internet. She’d save that for later, when she was on break at work. [/style][STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#c41e3a; height:20px; font-size:20px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 15px; color: #f1f1f1; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 1px]this melody was meant for you,[/style] [STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; color: #424242; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 5px; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 1px]► SO SING ALONG TO MY STEREO[/style]

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[LOGAN CARSON WALKER]

<sup>Logan had been waiting for Joon but when he didnt show up he grabbed his books from the bench he was sitting on along the wall and stood up. He glanced around and then as he walked towards the door to the courtroom he checked down the halls. Joon usually always showed up, but sometimes Logan knew things came up. Pulling his phone out he checked to see if maybe he texted him. He was about to put his phone back in his pocket with a sad sigh when his phone went off. He opened the message seeing it was from Joon. He mmd and smiled seeing that Joon had needed to leave school early and wasnt ditching him. Not that Logan was clingy or anything. He wasnt, but when you had a routine, it just sucked on the days it didnt happen.

He carried a notebook and the one book he needed. At least needed for tonight. He had some homework in his creative writing class. Logan wasnt much of a writer, but he thought maybe he should take it to get better in it. Besides he needed to open his mind to more of the literature that was out there. He was more of a gamer then a reader and he knew that unless he wanted to be a professional gamer he needed to educate himself further in the reads that were out there. Knowing that if he went back to his room now he would be distracted by video game he decided maybe some study time in the courtyard was best.

The sun was incredibly bright as he walked out through the doors. There were some kids that came out shortly after him. He lifted a hand to cover the tops of his eyes to shield from some of the brightness. As he made his way down towards the tables that were there, he noticed a couple empty. Logan made his way towards them, but as he passed by a table with a lone girl on it he stopped, turning his line towards her. He wasnt entirely sure why he felt like going to her table, but something about her seemed familiar. Maybe she was in a class of his. He stopped at her table. Mind if i sit? he asked with a friendly smile. He waited for her to say yes before sitting down. Im Logan he offered setting his book down on the table.</sup>

[CAMERON EDEN AMITY]

[STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; color: #424242; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 5px; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 1px]► MAKE ME YOUR RADIO[/style] [STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#c41e3a; height:20px; font-size:20px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 15px; color: #f1f1f1; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 1px]turn me up when you feel low,[/style] [STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#f1f1f1; height:400px; overflow:auto; font-size:10px; font-family:tahoma; text-align:justify; color:#3b3b3b]Cameron was pretty wrapped in her pictures and gotten a fair amount of editing done on two of them. She liked taking her time and making sure they were the way her father wanted. She had done so many of them that she could practically do it in her sleep at this point. She had even done some pictures half asleep and they had come out fantastic. She was always proud of her skills, and never cocky with them. Her father always praised her for the wonderful job that she did, along with her mother. Her brothers, being the jerks that they can be, would just tease her and find something that was wrong with it. It had made her second guess her work, but when even the models would approve what she did, she would just shrug off what her brothers would say. She just knew that they were just jealous of what she could do. All they did was work as agents. Sure that’s important, but what she did was better. All they did was help the girls get other modeling jobs through their parents company. Cameron pretty much did everything else. She even took the pictures sometimes. Course, her father was more than happy to pay her for everything she did. She did do more than the rest of the family there. She never complained though. She enjoyed doing whatever was needed around the place. She was the kind of person that was always happy to help, no matter what the job. But it had gotten a little boring, so she had gone out and gotten her waitressing job. She knew she was going to get part of the agency when her parents passed, they had talked about it before. So she wanted to get other job experiences while they were still alive and well. She saved the picture she had been working on, and opened another one. As she did, she heard a voice and glanced up. It was some boy that she didn’t really recognize, but she smiled anyway. “Of course, go right ahead,” she said, offering him to sit with her. She kicked her heels off under the table, and adjusted herself as she crossed her legs on the bench. He was a bit familiar, but there was no way she could put her finger on it. She watched as he sat down and gave her his name. “Nice to meet you, Logan. I’m Cameron” she replied, tightening her ponytail. She wasn’t sure what else to say, there was a small part of her that was still wondering why he seemed familiar. It was bugging her that she couldn’t figure it out as quick as she usually did. [/style][STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#c41e3a; height:20px; font-size:20px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 15px; color: #f1f1f1; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 1px]this melody was meant for you,[/style] [STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; color: #424242; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 5px; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 1px]► SO SING ALONG TO MY STEREO[/style]

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[LOGAN CARSON WALKER]

<sup>logan was glad she let him sit down. He smiled at her as he did so. He peered at her but she had sunglasses on so he wasnt able to really tell what her eyes looked like. Sometimes that could really be the key in recognizing someone. When she took his greeting and gave her one of her own also giving her name. cameron.. that was very familiar. He knew few females with that name and one of them he had heard of recently. He had to think a moment before his eyes widened with a smile Hey. he said. you work down at the hutch right? or.. hatch... hmhe rubbed the back of his neck a moment unsure if that was the name. He had only been there a couple times, one being his interview, and the second when he was hired and he went down to fill out the majority of the paper work. I was just hired.

he smiled I remember him saying your name, I think Im supposed to shadow you on wednesday. he said, trying to remember if she was who he was supposed to be following around or not. either way he remembered the boss pointing her out that day because she had been working. Also.. I think i was talking to you recently over the chat room. he shrugged as he pulled his notebook in front of him opening it up. He was supposed to right three poems, each following different rules for it. It was a pain in the butt if you asked him.

He looked back up at her. He recalled some of the conversation in the chat. He remembered her saying she was a model as well as a photographer. Logan didnt say much in that part of the conversation, mostly because he had no idea what to say to it and also because he just didnt have much experience in that department. He had never been good around girls really especially pretty ones. There were times when he was just... casual. Then there were times where he was just kind of at a loss for words, especially those that were rather open with what and how they talked. It wasnt as if he wasnt used to girls. He was used to his mom and his sister, plus he also had his somewhat other sister, possibly aunt girl. He wasnt sure how it worked. The walker family was a little messed up. he stopped trying to figure it out to be honest. He doubt even a psychologist would want to touch that group, at least it wasnt a bad family. It was just.. very open...</sup>

[CAMERON EDEN AMITY]

[STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; color: #424242; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 5px; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 1px]► MAKE ME YOUR RADIO[/style] [STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#c41e3a; height:20px; font-size:20px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 15px; color: #f1f1f1; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 1px]turn me up when you feel low,[/style] [STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#f1f1f1; height:400px; overflow:auto; font-size:10px; font-family:tahoma; text-align:justify; color:#3b3b3b]As Cameron thought of where she had seen him, he had actually nailed it. Work…that was where she had seen his face. She’d seen him a couple times while she was working. He had apparently been thinking the same thing, since he was the one that had made the connection. She gave him another smile. “Yeah, I work at the Hatch,” she said with a small laugh. Sure, she had seen a lot of people, but some of them did stand out to her. Mostly because she only remembered people with a cute face, and Logan here had one. “Did you?” she asked, “Sweet, it’ll be fun.” She had fun working there, even when some of the customers were douche bags. She dealt with needy, prissy models during the day, so the customers she dealt with at night were nothing to her. She always just smiled and waved it off. Thinking over his words, she gave him a nod. She remembered her boss telling her something the other night about the new kid shadowing her. She had helped out a couple of the other newbies there, so she was more than happy to take on another new kid under her wing. “Yeah, he told me about you,” she smiled, and moved her sunglasses to her head as some clouds passed over and sat in front of the sun. “Have you ever been a waiter before?” She usually liked to know, so she could figure out what exactly she needed to go over with him, or if she needed to cover anything at all. Most jobs like this were all the same. Then he mentioned the chat, and she remembered someone named Logan being in there. Sure, she couldn’t be too sure that it was actually him, but she knew that there weren’t a lot of girls with her name, so he couldn’t exactly be lying. “No way,” she grinned. “Never actually thought I’d actually meet someone face to face from there. Well, except for the ones I already knew,” she added. Most of the people in there were students of the university, but she wasn’t exactly personal friends with everyone there. She figured she’d talk to a few new people in the chat and then go on with life. Scratching a spot behind her neck, she looked over what she could see of the boy. “So, Logan,” she started, “What brings you over here?” She had no problem with him being here, of course, she was just naturally curious. She enjoyed meeting new people, and she was going to be working with him soon. Better to get a feel for him now instead of later. [/style][STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#c41e3a; height:20px; font-size:20px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 15px; color: #f1f1f1; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 1px]this melody was meant for you,[/style] [STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; color: #424242; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 5px; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 1px]► SO SING ALONG TO MY STEREO[/style]

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[LOGAN CARSON WALKER]

He grinned and nodded. Yeha I did. he said and smiled a little more when she said that itll be fun. I hope so. he said. Not that i like to just fool around all the time, no worries there, Im a hard worker, but .. you know what they say: All work and no play..." Logan shrugged his shoulders offering another friendly smile. He just wanted to have a good atmosphere not one that he was going to feel all stressed and awkward in.

He looked down at his books before looking back over at her. oh? he nodded again. Well hey thats good. When you have to train me then it wont be our first meeting. Youll already know what you're in for and you know youll have a feel for me then. he shrugged. Logan propped his chin in his palm. No Not really. This is kind of my first waiting gig. Actually my first job period. His inexperience probably wasnt good, but he hoped that it wouldnt be too hard. Is it fairly easy? he asked.

Logan chuckled a bit and nodded. I know same here. Its kind of nice you know. I've seen you in there a lot and you seem really cool so, its good to actually meet you. he told her. you're the um.. the model right? he asked raising his brow questioningly. At her question he shrugged.

Nothing much really. I mean I figured I would do some homework or something and since its so nice out... yeah.. he let it trail off and then smiled at her again. Then I saw you looked familiar and figured I would say hi' he finished. What homework are you doing? he asked looking over her book trying to catch what it was for if it was possible.


NOTES: bleh that was not good, my muse has been short lately.

[CAMERON EDEN AMITY]

[STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; color: #424242; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 5px; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 1px]► MAKE ME YOUR RADIO[/style] [STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#c41e3a; height:20px; font-size:20px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 15px; color: #f1f1f1; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 1px]turn me up when you feel low,[/style] [STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#f1f1f1; height:400px; overflow:auto; font-size:10px; font-family:tahoma; text-align:justify; color:#3b3b3b]She smiled. She figured he’d be nervous about this job and all. Hell she was when she started, so it was normal. “Don’t worry,” she said, waving her hand nonchalantly, “I’ll make it more interesting than it seems.” She was always able to make her work more interesting. Hell, she worked in sort of an office most of the time, and sat in classrooms for hours on end. She had to make things interesting for herself. It was what made doing things more fun for her. She was never a boring person to be with, unless she was in a lazy mood. “Well, even then too much work can drive you to insanity,” she teased. She smiled and gave him a nod, “I will. And so far you seem like an okay kid. I’m sure we’ll get along fine at work.” She usually liked meeting people outside of work. The people she worked with weren’t bad or anything, she loved them all, but sometimes being outside of work was just better. The atmosphere wasn’t so rushed or busy. When she and some other workers hung out on days off, it was great because they didn’t have to wait on anyone and could just relax. She liked her days off with her friends from work. Now she could add Logan to her group, if he wanted. Her eyebrow rose slightly when he answered her question. “First job, eh? Well I’m not gonna lie…it’s gonna be hard at first. Having to remember the numbers for each table and booth, and then remembering who ordered what. I think the worst is having to remember most of what’s on the menu by memory,” she said with a shrug. She tucked some hair behind her ear and continued, “But don’t worry, I’ll be there to help as much as I can if and when you need it. After a bit, you start to get the hang of it. It won’t be too bad.” She gave him a reassuring smile. She didn’t want to scare him with it. It only sucks for the first couple of weeks, for her at least. “It’s good to actually meet you as well. Not often I meet people online,” she laughed. Which was sort of true. She had met other people online at her other job with her family. Her brothers liked to troll the internet and find “hot girls” to try and make them be the next big thing. Most of the time they sucked at their job when it came to the internet, and had better luck picking girls off the street, or if one just happened to wonder in. The corner of her lip twitched up into a slight half-smile at his question. “Yeah, I’m the model,” she answered. That was usually how people knew her, when she didn't have any idea who they were. It never really bothered her. She was the one doing the modeling. She nodded in agreement about the weather. It was beautiful out and she wanted to enjoy it. It was the whole reason she didn’t lock herself away in her bedroom at home. That and she didn’t want to waste the gas. She liked going to work right out of class and go home after. “Well I’m glad you came and said hi,” she replied with a smile. “Now it won’t be awkward at work, definitely a plus.” She hated awkward meetings, but put up with them for the most part. “Hmm? Oh, I’m not doing any right now,” she admitted. She should be, of course. She had a couple papers to take care of, and those other pictures to be edited before the end of the week. “I’m actually just finishing up some edits for my dad.” She’d get to the others things later. [/style][STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#c41e3a; height:20px; font-size:20px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 15px; color: #f1f1f1; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 1px]this melody was meant for you,[/style] [STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; color: #424242; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 5px; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 1px]► SO SING ALONG TO MY STEREO[/style]

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