shes a REBEL shes a SAINT {chanel/smashley!}

[renfive]

CAUSE SICK HEARTS DO FINE
with wasting their time

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School had been drab and boring as per usual. It seemed nothing interesting ever happened there. Well, those who weren't native to Lipton might have seen the drama and ever-increasing secrets people hid as interesting, but for someone who grew up here it got to be boring. Ren had just gotten out of her final class, English and decided to skip P.E. today. In Ren's personal opinion whoever decided on mandatory Dodgeball Fridays should be taken out back and shot. It was yet another opportunity for the upperclassmen and the popular kids to embarrass and torment the non-popular kids. And Ren was not interested at all in being in the center of the chaos. That wasn't to say Ren hated chaos, no quite the opposite. As someone with borderline personality disorder she became agigated if there wasn't some form of chaos in her life.


She ducked into the girl's bathroom and pretended to be re-applying her light pink eyeshadow and nude lipstick. When the coast was clear, so to speak, she slipped off her bright blue/pink high heels and climbed onto the sink, throwing herself through the open window. Since security had become so tight her normal means of just sneaking around the authority figures had gotten taken away. And after she found the bathroom window last week she knew it would be perfect. She flipped herself out of the window and landed in a dusty spot behind the school. Ren quickly stood up and dusted off her bright pink skinny jeans and her black MLP shirt and slipped back on her heels. She grabbed the blue pixel heart earrings she had brought out of her blue and black bird oversized purse, putting them in along with sliding her cupcake charm necklace over her head. She dusted off her 'trolling' rubber wristband and was ready to go. She was supposed to be meeting Chanel in a few minutes and hurriedly made her way out of a break in the chainlink fence and into the woods behind the school. A few picnic tables had been moved there by the upperclassmen sometime before Ren had begun attending the high school. She settled herself at one and pulled out her notebook and pen.

She began to just write whatever happened to come to her mind as she sat there, hoping one of the ideas would jump out at her later for a short story. Chanel would be on her way though Ren became engrossed in her work. She worked quickly, her eyes intently focused on the pages infront of her. She enjoyed writing and cited it as the main thing that kept her sane inside insanity. Indeed, her whole life she'd know she was crazy. It took until she was fifteen to get any sort of fomal diagnoses. And of course she was supposed to be taking medication but she didn't like it, it made her feel sleepy all the time. So she had stopped taking it about three weeks ago. Friends said they noticed a change in her but her normal personality was so locked down and antisocial it was hard for anyone to get anything out of her. Sure she had her close friends, one of which being Chanel, but for the most part she was a major loner.

WORDS; 552
TAGGED; Smashley!
OUTFIT Here!
NOTES; N/A
LYRICS; Sick Hearts by The Used

[smashley02]

you kissed the lips of evil,

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Who gives a shit about education? what’s the point in going to school for twelve years then have to turn around and go for another four years in college? Chanel Ross, that’s who didn’t give a flying fuck about it which was on a long list of things she just did not give two shiz about but oddly enough the local high school in Lipton was one of her top chill spots mostly because it had killer ramps to skate off of and then her best friend Reneenayia goes there then the most important reason, so she could bully and torment some of the weaker kids that were scared or intimidated by her. Today was going to be one of those lame ass days where Nelly did not have anything else better to then go over to the high school and meet up with her little side kick and probably get high while Ren wrote pages of her thoughts down or some other random shit or hell get high and skated on her board while Ren did that either way it was gonna happen. Chanel was currently sitting on her lazy ass smoking a fat blunt while her two year old son took a nap and of course waiting for her neighbor got off work to watch Fabian while she went out but that fat old cow took forever to count the change in the drawer at work,It was uber annoying.


An hour later Fabian woke up from his nap so it was time to get him dressed and take him over ‘ole Lady’ fat Jeanette for a few hours, she paid her over eighty dollars just for it too. Nelly went back to her apartment and threw on a pair of dark baggy jeans with a purple tube top and a over size men’s sleeveless t-shirt that had once belonged to her ex boyfriend Viper while it still smelt like him which made her rather sad and miss him suddenly but she shook her head before brushing her hair then placed her combat boots on.”This is so fucking retarded”she mumbled to herself as she ran around her apartment trying to find her lighters and switchblade knife which she finally found resting on the coffee table along with her keys as she rolled her eyes at herself. When Nelly got stoned she had a huge tendency of losing everything and it was a habit that seriously annoyed all of her friends but shit,how can you blame her?She smokes enough pot to make her calm and if she does not do that she’s a mess.

Once everything was taken care Nelly was on her way out the door and walking towards Lipton high which was a couple of blocks away from her place and the girl was higher then a kite with no care in the world but getting to hang out with her best friend. As she carried her skateboard thoughts of Viper came flying back into her brain,the first time she ever met him was five years ago when things in her life were way more simpler and actually made effin sense.Viper Wilson was her first everything and the very same boy that taught her all she knew about skateboarding which was one of her biggest passions next to music.God,she missed him so much but the reasons behind them splitting were to stupid then only four months she got pregnant by a guy she slept with while she was drunk at a show,Viper and the rest of her friends flipped out about it when she told them about Fabian but Reneenayia found her again and has been there ever since for her.It all meant so much and her son but she wished to god Viper would show up sometime in the near future,life without him was depressing.

She jumped on her skateboard and started to roll it down the sidewalk as she turned into the parkinglot of the school then did a tail flip before she looked up to spot Ren not to far."Hey Renster!Get your lovely ass over here!"She screamed obnoxiously across the lot with a sly smile still moving towards her.

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begged for this man's approval,

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words: 694
outfit: Epicness <3
tags: Renster <3
notes: Nah.
music: we stitch these wounds by black veil brides
credit: gabs of a different color; @ caution 2.0 don't steal or she'll hurt you c:

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[renfive]

CAUSE SICK HEARTS DO FINE
with wasting their time

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Ren sat around for a while before she heard the distinctive sound of combat boots on ground. She smirked, knowing she didn't even need to look up to know it was Nelly. It took all she had not to burst out laughing hysterically at Nelly's loud, obnoxious shout. Ren jumped to her feet, well the best one could in heels, and all but danced her way over to her best friend. She loved Nelly in a totally non-homosexual, 100% platonic way. Nelly was like a sister to her, though had always been there for her when she needed her. Which, according to her other so-called 'friends' was way too often. She grabbed Nelly in a hug when she got to her, kicking one leg up behind her like a stupid schoolgirl.

"Ah, Nelly-meow! I have been waiting forever!" Ren giggled loudly as she let go of her best friend, a grin on her face.

She admired Nelly's outfit which was, in a way, kind of the opposite of her own. From what Ren had learned over the years Nelly prefered less frilly clothes. Which depending on Ren's mood is what she normally wore. Such as today, for example, Ren wore eye-blindingly bright colors and rather feminine accessories. She couldn't help it though, she dressed as per her mood dictated! And today she felt bright, happy, smiley. Something she hadn't felt in a while and what she gladly welcomed. Of course just being around Nelly in general made her happy, as it did being around any of her friends. She hadn't been truly happy in a long time for one reason or another.


See that was the thing about her moods they were as prone to change as the directions of the wind. And don't even get Ren started on all the failed relationships she'd had. She just..got sick of the nonsense with guys and just hearing one guy talk for too long was prone to send her to a fit. She had a notoriously long history of breaking up with guys for stupid reasons then becoming depressed about it. She didn't think she did anything wrong, at least not at the time, she just hadn't found a non-lame ass around here. Her thoughts were broken as she suddenly remembered she was standing with Nelly. She cocked her head to the side, eagerly awaiting any news of any events that might have happened. She was happy to oblige to being the listening ear but said person rarely got a whole thought out before Ren interrupted them.

She toyed with the bracelets on her wrist, her eyes darting around as she focused on paying attention. She was scatterbrained at best, constantly losing things. Hell she'd lose her head if it weren't attatched! She bit her lip, picking out another flaw in her personality. She would spend hours later picking at that one piece until she cried and curled into a ball. It was all part of the vicious cycle of her life. At least she had people around her to support her. But sometimes even that didn't seem to cure her.

WORDS; 528
TAGGED; Smashley!
OUTFIT Here!
NOTES; N/A
LYRICS; Sick Hearts by The Used