Pretty Vacant; {open}

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TONIGHT TONIGHT,
^{its on tonight.}

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^{this post is 564 words long.
it was written for Open!.
Levi thinks he's kind of a rebel.
He is wearing this}

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AND I DON'T WANT YOUR BORING LIFE
^{i don't want your nine to five.}

Levi was bored, though this came as no surprise to anyone who knew him. In a small town where you were on the top of the cops' radar there wasn't much one could get into. He had elected to go spend the day hanging out at the mall; annoying the rent a cop and various other shenanagins. His ultimate goal was to get some new clothes as his three or four pairs of punk pants were beyond repair, even with the patches he added to them. Plus he was in desperate need of a haircut, his own hair growing too long to spike up anymore. It took the majority of his energy just planning out his day, Levi struggled to pull himself out of bed.

He took a quick shower and blow dryed his hair to the best of his ability before slipping on a pair of tight red tartan punk pants with black chains criss-crossing in the back. He sniffed his shirts and picked out his well-worn Sex Pistols tee, one of few that was clean. He made mental note to remind his mother to wash his laundry later. Levi laced up his combat boots, slipped on his spiked wrist cuffs and lock necklace, then headed back into the bathroom to apply his black eyeliner and his lip ring. He smiled at himself in the mirror, brushed his teeth, and headed for his car. He had ridiculously beat up old hoopty but it got the job done. At least it was better than taking the bus and dealing with the idiots who acted like he was going to mug them.

He drove the short distance to the mall, one of the few pluses of being in a small town, and made his way inside. Hoss, the normal Rent-A-Cop, wasn't hanging around the entrance so Levi slipped in un-noticed. He made a bee line for the local punk store, making sure to avoid being seen by any of the other Rent-A-Cops. It wasn't as though he were banned from the mall, though they'd tried on several occasions, he just didn't want to deal with their crap today. He was in a good mood and didn't want anyone to spoil it today. Though he knew it would end up being short lived as everything about the town seemed to piss him off lately. His twin even seemed to pick up on this, though Liam had served as little help.

He entered the store, smiling at the girl behind the counter, and began digging through the clearance bins. He wasn't poor though easily fell into the lower end of middle class. So what little bit he did indulge in had to last him until he could put back a couple more checks. He spotted a pair of dark purple and black tartan punk jeans for a mere $15 and snatched them up, now conducting a search for new band tees. He found himself a new Sex Pistols tee and a Misfits tee he just had to have. Finally he made his way to jewelry, debating on whether he would buy himself a new lip ring today. His soft hazel eyes scanned the cases of metal piercings in an almost childish delight. These were the times he was glad he had no interest whatsoever in fitting in. It was much better to fight the system then join it.

OR ANYONE TO TELL ME HOW TO LIVE MY LIFE

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CREDIT TO SUPER ECHO?! OF CAUTION 2.0. SHE ROCKS MY LIFE, SO I WON'T DARE STEAL FROM HER UNLESS I WANNA GET MY SPLEEN PULLED OUT THROUGH MY EAR. LYRICS BELONG TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNER(S).

[harper]

i must confess ,

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harper straightened her hair till it couldn't be straightened anymore. for the moment being her hair was a pink color with some blonde. her hair had been bleach blonde, orange-red, red, orange, blue, blue-green, blue and black, normal brown, and blonde and black. now she was at pink and blonde. she was already thinking about what color she would be dying it. she was thinking something along the lines of hayley williams red, orange, and blonde. she had done red and orange but she hadn't done it will blonde. anyone who knew harper knew that she had a different color in her hair every month, sometimes every week.

she was going to the mall to get some dye for her hair, she wanted to get it so she didn't have to go out when she wanted to dye it. she would already have it. she also wanted to get a new nose ring and and she wanted to go up a size in stretching her ears. she was at zero now, she wanted to go to a double zero. plus she desperatly needed a new band shirt to wear to the concert she was going to next week. she would be seeing iwresteabearonce, alesana, emmure and born of osiris.

harper worked at the punk store, so she got a discount on everything that she bought. the only clothes she pretty much wore were from the punk store, the whole reason why she wanted to work there in the first place. she had the day off today, but she wanted to go anyway to waste her money on band shirts and jewlery.

harper dressed in gray skinny jeans, knee high converse, a misfits tee, and six bands, three on each arm. to hide the cuts and bruises, she use to harm herself. it was also to hide the bruises from her boyfriend, who was abusive towards harper. but he hadn't been abusive towards her recently, which she was thankful for.

harper walked into the store, music blaring that could be heard by anyone passing by. harper loved the feeling of being in the punk store. even when you're not working you can't stand to be away from me. harper heard the voice of the girl behind the counter. she didn't know her, of course she had seen her around but she didn't know her by name. harper made her way over to the hair dye. she crouched down on the ground to look at the colors. there was green, blue, black, white, various browns and blondes, blood red and normal red, orange, blue, green, pink and many others. harper picked up a red, an orange and a yellow.

she then made her way over to the clearance. she found a my chemical romance shirt on sale for ten dollars and a nirvana shirt. it was a clearance sale, buy one get one half off. so the nirvana shirt was five dollars. harper walked over to the jewlery. she looked at the plugs, tapers and the pinchers. she looked over at a guy looking at the lip jewlery. she had debated whether or not to get her lip pierced, septum, or her nose. she decided on nose and would probably end up getting the other two later. she looked away from him and spotted a lime green taper pack and a skull glow in the dark plug pack. she was thankful for her 40% off discount. if it wasn't for that she would be broke. she spends a lot of her money at the punk store. she spotted the misfits shirt in the guys hands. it was identical to the one she was wearing. she smiled and looked back at the plugs. she was awful at making her mind up.

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THIS THREAD IS finished.
AND IT’S FOR levi.
AS FOR WORDS, WE HAVE word count.
THE LYRICS ARE FROM america’s suitehearts by fall out boy.
MUSE IS THANKS TO some pierce the veil and paramore.
AND WE’RE WEARING outfit.
ANY LAST THOUGHTS? i love good charlotte c: so i HAD to post here. c:
THANKS FOR THE HARD WORK template (c) - bethasaur ftw . of CAUTION 2.0

[rensix]

TONIGHT TONIGHT,
^{its on tonight.}

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^{this post is 518 words long.
it was written for Open!.
Levi thinks he's such a klutz!
He is wearing this}

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AND I DON'T WANT YOUR BORING LIFE
^{i don't want your nine to five.}

Levi had stood there for a few minutes, debating on which nose ring and lip ring he wanted, if either. There was a pretty silver hoop nose ring that was on sale for 50% off and he mentally told himself to remember to buy it later. He busied himself looking at the various styles of lip rings, geez there were way too many. He was notoriously indecisive about anything jewelry or fashion related since it wasn't his strong suit. He was deep in thought when he spotted a pair of converse appear near where he was crouched down.

Levi looked up to see a cute girl standing next to him, a small smile on her lips. She had pastel pink hair and was wearing the same Misfits shirt he had in his hands. He plastered his charming smile on his face as he snagged the nose ring and stood back up. He looked the girl over quickly and decided he might as well have some fun. He tried to look flirty and seductive with his black eyeliner and piercings. He leaned against one of the jewelry displays and smiled again.

"Hey there, I like your shirt. Oh, you're into Nirvana and My Chem, too? You've got nice music taste, cutie." Levi was always pretty good at being suave and flirty but rarely got the girl.

He bit at his lip ring in an unconcious reaction at trying to flirt. Liam, his brother, always got the girls because he was social and perky and actually knew how to come off as sweet and flirty. Levi on the other hand had always been the antisocial, rebellious, punk kid. Though it caught him a lot of grief he would never want to fit in. He liked being an individual and not having to rely on a pack to be cool. He had his few antisocial loner buddies, sure, but he wasn't one to make friends just to say he had a bunch. He turned his focus back to the girl standing beside him, she really was cute. Though he absolutely hated My Chemical Romance, he'd never admit it aloud for fear of getting mauled by 'Gee Way' fangirls. He did like Nirvana, though was more into Sex Pistols and other early punk bands.

He leaned again on the jewelry case only to have it shift and send him toppling to the floor. He landed with a loud bang into a rack of hoodies and laid on the floor stunned for a few minutes. God he was good at making himself seem stupid. He heard one of the workers shouting and he hurriedly got to his feet to help put things back where they belonged. The last thing he needed was them to ask him to pay for something damaged, he was poor as it was. That was one of the minuses of coming from a single parent home. He always had to learn to share or get by on minimum wage. He helped the worker quickly put the hoodies back up as Levi's cheeks turned red in an embarrassed blush.

OR ANYONE TO TELL ME HOW TO LIVE MY LIFE

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CREDIT TO SUPER ECHO?! OF CAUTION 2.0. SHE ROCKS MY LIFE, SO I WON'T DARE STEAL FROM HER UNLESS I WANNA GET MY SPLEEN PULLED OUT THROUGH MY EAR. LYRICS BELONG TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNER(S).