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 Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 9:14 am
The house where Cait lives. Random rock or dance music can typically be heard blasting at all hours of the day and night, and if you are particularly unlucky, you may even hear her shrieking along in nothing that can be remotely called a tune. Cait spends most of her time in her room working on homework with her desk, computer, and coffee maker. She has not cleaned in roughly a year and a half, so it is easy to get lost in the piles of filth.
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Posted: Sat May 27, 2006 6:21 pm
Character Start Cait sat at her desk, busily writing one of the ten or so essays that were due the next day. Her tearchers overworked her, and she was a procrastinator. A deadly combination for the overacheiver in her. "Make a list of similarities and differences that you have noticed between Fidel Castro of Cuba and Salvador Allende of Chile..." Cait muttered as she read her assignment aloud to herself. "Well, lets see....they both had black hair and spoke spanish, we can start with those two..." Cait sighed. BSing this assignment was just not going to work. Cait muted the television so she couldn't hear the news. She had heard some mention of a UFO while trying to figure out how she was going to write the essay and decided she didn't need to know; she didn't need another excuse not to do her work. That was what had gotten her into trouble in the first place. Her days with duct tape were over. She had to get her life back on track if she ever wanted to make something of herself. But what about Josh? Weren't friends supposed to be the most important thing? They had been friends since she moved to Delmor in elementary school and she could still remember the first time they had found out about each other's crime fighting career. They had run out of their houses almost simultaneously and collided as they rounded the corner. Since then they had always caught up with one another after a big mission. Josh would be dissappointed with her for not going to scenes anymore. But he would understand. At least, Cait hoped he would understand. Cait reached over to her CD player to turn on the Linkin Park CD and play "Crawling", as she proceeded to drown out her sorrows in the music so that she might properly do her homework. Her mother would yell at her for having the music turned up too loud, but Cait didn't care. She had to get this work done. Even if it meant ignoring impending doom and staying up all night to do so.
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 10:47 am
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 7:07 pm
"CRAAAAWWWLING IN MY SKIN!!!! THESE WOOOOUUUNDS, THEY WILL NOT HEEEAALL!!!"Cait stopped singing for a moment a took a sip of her coffee. She had finished describing the similarites of Castro and Allende and emailed the assignment to her teacher. If she didn't she would inevitably forget ti the next day anyway. The next assignment was to write the history of Bolivia from 1945 to 1995, compare and contrast two revolutions in Latin America that occured in that time frame, finish off her philosophy journals, scrounge up some text and graphics for her computer course webpage, edit a few essays that were graduation recquirements, memorize a monologue for theater and read the last 6 chapters of "Jihad Vs. McWorld" for her politics class. After realizing how much she had left to do, Cait took another sip of her coffee. Though it was really more of a gulp. It was at that precise moment in time that the doorbell rang. Cait, however, had no knowledge of the rather pale-complexioned young man standing downstairs on her porch, because her music was much too loud. Cait's mother answered the door, and she looked upon said pale-complexioned young lad pleasantly and smiled, letting him into the house, "Hello, Josh. You're just in time to watch Cait self-destruct. You can just go up to her room, and tell her to turn her music down!"
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 3:11 pm
"Thanks," Josh made his way up the stairs, grateful that Cait's wretched wail had stopped. When he reached her door, he realized that it, along with most of the house, was pulsating along with the music. Here's hoping she hears this... Josh reached out and knocked. There was no reply. He knocked again, harder. Still nothing. Then, he heard it; Cait was starting another verse. Throwing himself at the door, Josh cried out: "Cait! It's Josh! Open the door!"
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 3:45 pm
Cait had just begun singing again, though she was still staring blank-faced at her laptop. She thought she heard someone knocking at her door before, but wasn't sure. It was then that she heard Josh yell outside her door, and she jumped. Coffee made her jumpy... Cait turned down her music and rushed to the door, "Josh, i'm so sorry, how long have you been standing there? I didn't hear you knock! How was your day? I'm sorry i didn't hear..." She took a breath. If she didn't calm down, her guilt conscience would get the better of her... She smiled at Josh and looked up at him. God he's so cute.... Ugh! Shut up!....I need more coffee. Cait tried to take a sip of coffee from her empty cup, and obviously failed. "I'm sorry Josh, i'm just a little stressed right now... What's up?"
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 4:03 pm
"Well, I just got back from work and I heard you... singing? Anyway, did you hear about the UFO? They wouldn't let me into the crash site, called me a freak..." Josh trailed off, temporarily distracted by Cait's vain attempts to drink from an empty cup. "Cait? It might help if you filled it..."
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 4:37 pm
"Oh.....Oh, i guess you are right...." Cait turned around and went to her desk, filling up her coffee mug from the pot on her desk. "I heard about the UFO, i watched it on the news... I'm sorry i couldn't go, it's just that i have so much work to do..." She could already hear josh in her mind, "That never would have stopped you before..." She sighed, "Why did they turn you away? I mean, it's not like you have no experience with the strange and unusual. Heck, we used to deal with them on a daily basis!" Cait laughed half heartedly and leaned against the desk uncomfortably, stirring the milk and sugar into her coffee.
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 6:18 pm
"Yeah we did..." Josh, fully aware of the unwelcome use of past-tense, looked over the heaps of work in Cait's room. "Wow, so this is where you've been..." He looked back over at her realizing how overworked and sleep-deprived she looked as she huddled over her coffee like some kind of java junkie. "Cait, you're working WAY too hard. We need to get you out of here. You up for a walk in the park?"
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 6:33 pm
"I uhh....I really have to get this work done...I have so much to do, and not enough time to do it as is..." Cait looked down at her coffee cup. I'm going to get addicted to this stuff.... She looked back at her desk. She could hear her CD playing quietly: "Could you let down your hair and be transparent for a while/just a little while/see if you're human after all..." It was "Trying" by Lifehouse.... "I guess it couldn't hurt to get out of this house for a little while... My work probably won't get done anyway...." Cait looked up at Josh and smiled. "Yeah, let's go." She put down her coffee cup and closed her laptop. As Cait and Josh walked down the steps she pulled on her jacket and yelled to her mother, "Mom!!! Josh and I are going to go for a walk, I'll be back in a bit!" Before her mother could protest they had rushed out the door. Continued in: Pick Pocket Park
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 10:41 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 1:10 pm
For Josh, Cait's front door was almost a relief. The silence of their walk home had been excruciatingly painful. The whole way he had been trying to say something, anything to lighten the mood. However, due to a complete and utter lack of conversation starters, he had remained silent. "Uhhh... I guess... I guess i'll see you in school tomorrow, Josh" Cait said, still not quite looking at him. Josh managed to wrestle out a weak, "yeah" and turned to go. About halfway down her path, he stopped. "Hey, Cait?" There was a long pause as Josh tried to throw his thoughts together. "Try not to work too hard, okay?" Not what he wanted to say...
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 1:39 pm
"Okay, i'll try...But i really do have to get this work done..." Cait looked up at Josh's face for a breif moment and smiled before turning in to the house to get back to work. Josh was such a good guy, and she knew he was worried about her... Falling asleep on him and being a strung out coffee-addict had to look bad to him... But there wasn't really anything she could do... He was so sweet, and she didn't have time for a relationship... She had even been too shy to say anything to him on the walk home. Cait walked slowly up the stairs and plopped herself down at her desk. She poured herself another cup of cold black coffee and downed in one swig. She put her cup down, reached over to the CD player, and turned it up again in preperation for the all-nighter that still awaited her. It was that song by Fort Minor..."Where'd you go"... Cait punched her Cd player.
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