Nothing in This World // Blasting in My Ears

[Olivia & Ophelia Parker]

Ophelia walked down quickly the stairs, ready to go out. To do.. She had no idea yet. But she had her Ipod playing, 'Nothing In This World' by Paris Hilton. The girl probably didn't sing, but that didn't Ophe coulnd't love her songs. Besides, they had a fun, happy beat.

She turned around, shouting "Byyye, Oli!" at her sister. The girl was already dancing as she came down, opened the door and went out. Stepping out, she coulnd't help but sing along. "Dadadadada.. Dada. Dadadadada.." she sang, as she spun around, closing her eyes.

[Haden Emerson]

A nineteen year old male strode absent mindedly down the sidewalk, not really aware of what was going on in his surroundings or of where he was going. Despite the fact that it was cold out due to the snow the formed a large blanket covering the ground, he chosen to take a stroll. The holidays were a time that reminded him of just how un-family like his family truly was. He’d gotten over being bitter and angry about it at this point, and was now just contemplating the issue. He was more like reminiscing in the past Christmases the he’d had over the years that he could remember when he still lived at home. This actually had been the first that he could really spend away from his mom and dad. Thank God.

His black Vans shoes could be heard crushing the snow beneath his feet with each step, the cuffs of his light faded jeans just barely dragging in the snow. On his muscular torso, he wore a dark, navy blue polo shirt which was covered by an open brown suede jacket. There was an off white fleece like lining in the jacket that acted to provide for extra warmth. Being his normally slightly stubborn self, he wore no gloves and only stuck his hands into his pockets so as to keep them warm. He was a New Yorker whom didn’t particularly care for the cold, which was odd considering that he’d lived there all his life.

Sleek, short black hair topped his head, only gelled a bit as usual. Deep, dark brown eyes were set in his bronze, Italian blooded face. So dark they were that his eyes appeared almost an ebony black. His face wore a blank expression, eyes distant. It was almost as if the memories were glistening with a faint mist before him, past holidays he remembered so livid, so real and... not all necessarily good.

He fell out of the trance though when he spotted a female emerge from the door of a condominium building not far in front of him. First he shook his head a bit, still recovering from his daze. Then his brown-eyed gaze shifted towards the female once more, and he couldn’t help but smile slightly as she spun around, singing and listing to her iPod. It wasn’t that he found the sight by any means ridiculous, just more of an acknowledgement for the fact that she was genuinely enjoying the music.

[Olivia & Ophelia Parker]

"Nothing in this world can stop us tonight
I can do what she can do so much better
Nothing in this world can turn--" the girl cut off her singing as she bumped into the tall, "Oomph!"

She blinked, looking up at him. She was wearing a bright pink tartan trapper hat, lined with faux-fur. The earflaps kept her ears warm, as she pushed it up slightly took get a better look of the boy. She grinned happily, saying "Hi." Down on her torso was a long-sleeved, fitted, black, v-neck sweater, covered by her sister's puffy white vest. She had matching long-sleeved gloves on her hands, each with a tiny beige flower on the wrist. Low-rise dark blue jeans hung on her hips with high-heeled black boots on her feet.

[Haden Emerson]

Hade let out a quiet laugh as the girl bumped into him, amused by the fact that it’d happened. “Pardon me, I didn’t mean interrupt your routine. Looks like you had a pretty good groove going there,” he muttered with a smile. She was unique by the fact that the incident didn’t phase her, most would’ve been embarrassed by it. Or at least he would’ve, not that he danced much anyway. The very reason for this was… well basically he couldn’t.

“Well hi,” he replied, returning a grin. Taking a step back, he then pulled one of his hand out of his pocket and offered it to her. He laughed a bit more, “My name’s Haden, maybe I ask whom I’ve just had the pleasure of bumping into?” Usually at social event he was quiet, but it was more of the fact that too many people just overwhelmed him. Though often, people mistook this for a shy demeanor when he was quite the contrary. He did not feel strange in the least introducing himself to a someone he didn’t know on the street, in fact if the individual was real enough and spoke like a normal person, he found it quite the pleasure on certain instances. This one, he felt, would be one of them.

[Olivia & Ophelia Parker]

She laughed along, looking down at the ground for a moment, before looking up with a large grin. In a good mood she was today, a hyper mood. "I /was/ having a good groove.." she said, smirking. "But I hate grooving alone, so a talk sounds better." she told him with a flirty bat of the eyelashes.

"Ophelia." she said, blinking her bright grey eyes. "So.. Haden." she said, repeating his name so she'd remember it. "Do you often find yourself bumping into random girls?" she asked with a bit of sass, smirking.

[Haden Emerson]

Haden raised an eyebrow, “Well then consider yourself to have an acquaintance to converse with.” He continued, holding a straight face, “ I on the other hand, don’t groove. I don’t have a groove, and I’m not sure that I would groove even if I did or could.” Well who knows, he actually had been drunk once or twice in his life, whether he wanted to admit to it or not. And perhaps then he did dance, though a knack for dancing certainly wouldn’t have existed any more in him than it did when he was sober if that had been the case. And then he chuckled lightly at the mere idea of discussing it as a ‘groove’. Hey, it was his fault for endearing the term though.

“Nice to meet you Ophelia,” he stated with a nod. Immediately he frowned upon hearing her question though and he scratch the back of his neck a bit agitatedly before answering. The question in itself was amusing and innocent enough, but he’d put a bit to much into it. Fact was that he didn’t go out much, mostly because anyone that did go out on a date with him found his disbelief in romantic affairs unappealing. And this actually made him seem almost like a player when he was just the opposite. He wasn’t dull or even anti-social, he just didn’t go out and hit-up chicks. “Actually I don’t, I’m not much that type,” he finally said, shrugging it off.

“But,” he countered, raising a finger before sticking his hand back in his pocket. The same smile finally lit his features again, “I do randomly meet new people sometimes I guess you could say. And what about you? Do you often meet strangers like me that are aimlessly wandering down the sidewalk?”

[Olivia & Ophelia Parker]

"Sweet." she said, grinning as he said she now had an acquaintance to talk to. She loved acquaintances, but she loved friends better. Well, she hardly ever used the acquaintance term anyways, so for her, Haden was now a friend. "I'm sure you could get a groove once you try it with the right person.." she said, winking playfully.

She nodded soflty as he said he wasn't the type, smirking as he asked her if she did meet people this way. She glanced away, as if thinking of an answer while biting her lower lip. She actually looked kind of cute when she did that, a kiddish, playful cute. "I have a knack for bumping into people.." she said, grinning. "I'm a people magnet." she added, raising a brow, laughing softly.

[Haden Emerson]

Ooc: I'm honestly not sure if any this post made any sense. -frowns-

Edit: Well maybe it does more so, now that I fixed some of the typos. -still frowns-

Bic: Haden shook his head in a wide eyed vigorous manner, letting out a laugh. “Trust me, not even the right dance partner could help me out. My case is hopeless, I assure you that. It’s not even that I have two left feet, it’s a matter of having two feet that try to act as both the left and the right, while somehow remaining nonexistent all at the same time,” he stated almost seriously, cringing at the mere thought of what unlucky person might ever have to dance with him in his lifetime. The guy just genuinely believed it was impossible to train him and his schizophrenic feet to accomplish anything that could be perceived as dancing. Almost as impossible as love at first sight or true love in itself for example. As impossible as it was for two people to get married and remain happily betrothed for the remnants of their lives. Yes, that just how impossible Haden Emerson saw it for himself to learn how to dance.

Amusedly, he smirked a bit at her childlike expression as she thought over her response to his counter asking the same question. “I can see that you’ve got the bumping into people a bit down,” he replied with a laugh. It was quite unique that she had an outgoing social personality, yet still seemed to stay in touch with herself. So many seemed to lose touch with who they were themselves when they got out in the public social circle. It mostly had to do with a slight fear of what other people would think, but many people had separate identities once they left their home dwellings. He often had seen the change in many of his close friends. At home and/or around someone a person might be comfortable, they’ll act entirely like themselves and who they really are… and on the contrary, once out of the house where one might be faced with public ridicule, that’s where their personality that’s adapted to fit the atmosphere comes in. Though Haden often didn’t know if that change even occurred in him, it certainly was intriguing and almost saddening to witness in those he was close to. More for the fact that the real person inside was the reason he befriended certain special people, and for them to hide that meant that there was something the world was missing out on.

The reason he was led to believe that these multiple identities didn’t exist in Ophelia was because from the his witnessing of her dancing just a few moments ago to this point in their conversation, she hadn’t seemed to change at all. So she was herself before and after she was aware that he was even there. Drifting his mind away from his thoughts, he asked her curiously, “So where were you headed before I disrupted your groove?” Certainly whatever she was going to do was a more interesting topic of conversation than that which he was headed somewhere to do, which was nowhere to do nothing.

[Olivia & Ophelia Parker]

"I don't believe that." the blonde said, shaking her head as she smiled. It was true, Ophelia always thought /everything/ was possible. Maybe it was her optimistic streak, the one thing that kept her thinking everything would be okay. It balanced her Oli out. One of hem would think the world was ending because of global warming, while Ophe said 'humans will eventually come back.. as tadpoles or something'. Right. Tadpoles. So unlike the boy, Ophelia was that 'head-over-heels, jump-over-the-moon, shout-it-on-top-of-a-mountain, true love believer. It had to happen, one way or another. Someone, out there would eventually pop up and maybe change the crazy ways of the girl. Maybe someone could get her to behave without compromising her carefree attitude. Maybe.

She smiled back at the boy, staying her cheery, happy self. It was pretty odd - even rare - to see the girl mad, but it happened. "I was headed.." she said, pausing as she tried to remember. Oh, that's right. "Nowhere." she said, laughing. "Wow. That sounded pretty dumb.. I mean, I-I just wanted to get out." she said, laughing. "I don't know where I was going."

[Haden Emerson]

Haden shrugged with smile spread across his features as he answered, “Suit yourself, I’m not about to prove it.” He’d have liked her to have believed that his statement was the truth, as hard as it was to believe, he was really just that bad. Sure, he held a certain determination when it came to accomplishing personal goals, but on a number of occasions his disbelief in what he deemed the impossible proved to be one of his down points.

Amusedly, he let out a laugh at her words, more for that fact that nowhere was the same place he was headed by simply strolling down the sidewalk. It really did sound much more pointless and ridiculous when said out loud rather than just remaining within the depths of one’s mind. “Well fancy that, me neither. Though your right, it does sound dumber when said out loud, but it sure as hell doesn’t hurt to get out for a little fresh air once in a while,” he muttered, grinning. Then he pulled his hands out of his pockets, crossing them and rubbing them against his arms. “I’m sure not to fond of the snow though. It’s too cold for me,” he declared honestly. That didn’t make him a wimp did it? Well who would’ve thought? Yeah, he’d make it to California someday, somewhere close to the beach, far away from the snow. He lived these nineteen years of his life with snowy New York winters, and the more the coat of it thickened, the more he figured that he wouldn’t mind spending the rest of his life without it.

“Say, I bet we could find a place to buy some hot cocoa or something around here, would you care for some? My treat,” he speculated. Well Ophelia didn’t seem to be very cold, but he at least was certainly not opposed to a warm beverage.

[Olivia & Ophelia Parker]

She pouted playfully as he said he woulnd't prove, which totally killed her hopes of getting him to dance in the street. Luckily for her, she quickly got over it in a matter of seconds, since it wasn't /that/ important for her. She'd have other opportunities to get this boy to put on his dancin' shoes. "I agree." she said, nodding at his 'fresh air' statement. "You don't like snow?" she said, half-surprised. Well, not many did. "See, that's what I thought too when I moved to California.. But like, eventually the sun gets to your head." she said, laughing. "I mised the snow. Though I wish I didn't have put on a coat every single time I went out.." she added, chuckling.

She grinned as he invited her for some hot cocoa, which was in her mind the best drink ever for winter. "I'd love to." she told him, as she turned on her heels to walk along with him.

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