`` I miss you

[jonas]

jonas murder
I miss you
I miss you smile
and I still shed a tear
every once in a while
and even though it's different now
you're still here some how
my heart wont let you go,
and i need you know
I miss you
sha la la la la
I miss you

Jonas sat in the main lobby of the main building on one of the large arm chairs. On her lap sat an acoustic guitar as she strummed the cords to a song that she had heard another girl singing not to long ago. The song had reminded Jonas of Carter and Kathrine and how she missed both of them and the very pain of their faces in her mind made everything in her life so horrible. The song was slow and simple and the lyrics that ran through Jonas' head as she played meant something to her if not the writer herself. The melody was a perfect match to the way the lyrics were sung and the beat was something that you could dance to without over heating.

As Jonas finished playing the song a tear rolled down her pale cheeks. She couldn't help but think about Carter. The way he used to hold her, they way their bodies seemed to fit together; every curve placed perfectly against the other. His scent, his taste, his eyes, his hair. Everything. It was all there burned into her brain haunting her, torturing her. Jonas knew that she would never be the same again. Ever.

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*notes;; Yo.

[Lucas Davis]

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"Alright... bye mom." Lucas sighed as he shut his cell phone and set it back into his pocket. Wondering into the main building at the camp, he took a look around. It was his first year here alongside his brother and he was nervous. His brother had already managed to ditch him to go talk to a group of girls they'd passed on the way in. It was amazing at how fast the other boy could adjust to new surroundings.

Lucas, on the other hand, hadn't spoken to anyone but their mother since they'd arrived about a half of an hour back. He'd been standing outside this building on the phone for the majority of that time, as he thought over what all he'd say. He'd always been the more quiet twin -the one to think things through just a little too much. This time was no exception.

But now, as he finally managed to figure out what he would say to the woman at the front desk, he became distracted. No sooner than he had made it into the building did he begin to hear a melody coming from over in the corner. He was curious, and for once didn't hesitate to see who it was.

After looking around the lobby, he spotted a girl by herself with a guitar. She looked rather depressed for some reason. What could've already went wrong at the camp? Or maybe she was just nervous. Either way, he decided to go on over and find out.

"Uhm... hey." With a soft nod, he slowly sat down in the arm chair across from the girl. He offered a small smile, hoping he didn't seem too weird for just randomly coming over.

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[jonas]

jonas murder
I miss you
I miss you smile
and I still shed a tear
every once in a while
and even though it's different now
you're still here some how
my heart wont let you go,
and i need you know
I miss you
sha la la la la
I miss you

Uhm... hey.

Jonas looked up. Through the tears that blurred her vision she saw a boy sitting there across from her and seemed to be smiling. With a small sniffle, Jonas wiped the tears from her eyes and set the guitar down beside her. Jonas wanted to say something back to the boy, but words didn't seem to form on her lips. Jonas smiled lightly at the boy as she took a deep breath hoping she could speak now. 'Ello. She said glad that she could get the words out that she wanted. My names Jonas. Jonas was usually a conversationalist. She loved to talk to people, but over the past few months she hadn't been able to get out the words she wanted. They usually came out wrong, in French, or just the opposite than what she wanted to say, and it was all because she was being haunted. Haunted by the memory of her brother and his death.

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*notes;; Yo.

[Lucas Davis]

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Lucas watched as the girl wiped away some tears. He felt rather bad for her. Even though he didn't know who she was or why she was crying, he still hated to see the girl this way. Looking at her guitar, he was about to say something else when she then spoke. "'Ello. My names Jonas."

Lucas gave another small smile as he extended his hand to her. "Hey, I'm Lucas Davis... this is my first year here," he spoke slowly. She was one of the first people he'd spoken to at the camp and he hoped to make a good impression. "It's nice to meet you." Lucas added. The boy then eyed her guitar once more. "So... are you uh... musician?"

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[jonas]

Jan 30, 2009 13:24:07 GMT -5 @jonas said:

jonas murder
I miss you
I miss you smile
and I still shed a tear
every once in a while
and even though it's different now
you're still here some how
my heart wont let you go,
and i need you know
I miss you
sha la la la la
I miss you

Hey, I'm Lucas Davis... this is my first year here, It's nice to meet you.

Jonas smiled at Lucas. It looked like they had something in common already as she was also a first year at the camp. So far she was starting to like the camp. It wasn't exactly something she was used to being on her own like this. Though she'd done it for almost a year. I am also in my first year. She said simply. Its nice to meet you as well.

So... are you uh... musician?

Jonas nodded and looked down at her guitar. She'd been playing for years, for as long as she could remember, but she played other instruments as well. Only none of them stuck to her like the guitar did. All of the other instruments she played just seemed to traditional and reminded her to much of her status in the royal world. She hated being a princess. People expected so much from her. She was expected to act differently than she did, she was supposed to be a 'lady' and she was, but not the way the people expected her to be.

Lilly looked back at Lucas and smiled. Oui, are you one? She asked. Jonas was curious, as Lucas must have been. Jonas loved to get to know people, their stories, what they were like. She basically just loved to make friends. It was a great thing to do in life.

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[Lucas Davis]

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As Jonas smiled at him, Lucas quickly returned the smile with a more shy one of his own. He was slightly worried that she thought he was weird for just randomly walking over here. But, it was too late to turn back now. Besides, Jonas seemed friendly enough. "I am also in my first year." At this, Lucas nodded. It was good to know that they at least had that in common. It gave him a bit of comfort in knowing that maybe he didn't look like such a dork. Most all of the first years seemed to have that same awkward feeling about them. Well, except for his brother. He seemed to be able to talk to everyone and anyone as if he'd known them his whole life. Lucas sometimes envied that.

At his question about her being a musician, Lucas listened carefully to her response. "Oui, are you one?" It was then that he first noticed her accent. She didn't really seem to be from around Adiarville, Kentucky. But, there again, neither was he. He was from San Francisco. But, even his way of speaking was a lot different then hers. He didn't point this out, though. Not yet. He didn't want to seem rude or look too much as if he was... well, nosy. Or a dork. Both options seemed bad at that moment.

"Yeah, I am. I play guitar most often... but I can play a few other instruments." Lucas grinned. He loved to play instruments -he'd been playing them since he was really young. It was good to already meet another musician. She was the first that he'd met at the camp... and he was glad that he had met her. Although it seemed like a stupid thing to worry about, he was originally worrying about being the only first year musician at the camp. He no longer had that worry, though. And, as a bonus, Jonas seemed friendly enough. All of his childish worries were starting to ease at this point.

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[jonas]

jonas murder
I miss you
I miss you smile
and I still shed a tear
every once in a while
and even though it's different now
you're still here some how
my heart wont let you go,
and i need you know
I miss you
sha la la la la
I miss you

Yeah, I am. I play guitar most often... but I can play a few other instruments.

Jonas nodded looking away from Lucas and over at her guitar. She wondered what other instruments he played but she didn't want to be nosy. She was a lady, nosy wasn't exactly someone a lady did now did they..

Jonas looked back at Lucas and smiled, she was actually somewhat glad that she had someone to talk to. Not about her problems, but just to talk. Someone around her age who was also into the same things.. Well.. Not everything.. Jonas did have a few other interests apart from music, everyone did, but hers were different than those of a fifteen year old girl. Since she had had a child, Jonas became somewhat interested in sex, she was only thirteen when she had lost her virginity and to the only man she had truly loved. Carter. Her brother. Sex was something people enjoyed to do. It wasn't just an act for pro-creation, but it was also someone people did for pleasure, and Jonas certainly enjoyed that part. The only problem was, that there hadn't been anyone since her brother, and there was a part of her that wanted it to stay that way.

Looking down Jonas tried to think of a topic that they could talk about, but she couldn't think of anything. She knew that they both liked music, but that didn't seem to be something that she wanted to talk about really. She sighed then looked up at Lucas a small and forced smile on her face. So, what music do you like? She asked hoping that she had made the right decision.

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