Boulevard of.. too cliché? o.o [Mischa]

[Justin~]

Aaaaah, summer is so close yet so far away for now! Justin could feel the warm rays of the sun coming on his bare forearms and sat comfortably on a bench alongside the boulevard of San-Diego.. if you could call it that. It was pretty empty for this time of the day, which was indeed off-setting but he figured he could spend some sexy alone time with me, myself and I. De la soul of the teen was stable and he didn't feel anything weighing him too heavily down, the burden he wore on his shoulders was barely noticeable when he behaved like this. His brother.. Justin let out a silent sigh wishing his next of kin was still here, his moral support, the guy that stood behind him where-ever, if there was a god he was cruel. He had taken what was the closest to him and the moment they started to get closer than ever and trust each other more than they had before, they were taken apart. Eric no longer roamed this earth and went off to somewhere better leaving his younger brother with Adam and his parents.

Is this all that's left of him? The sad adolescent boy without proper guidance, a missile aimed at the heart of his family. Justin didn't like to think of the way his behavioral change effected his family. He became extremely outgoing forsaken the years of work on discipline and hard work for becoming someone his parents had never wanted him to be, the way his older brother had always been.. the opposite of his eldest brother. Who said sibling rivalry was child's play? heh.

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His eyes closed for a moment while he rested his neck on the bench, the cleanly shaven male, slowly opened his eyes and saw nothing but the clear blue sky a reflection of the colour of his eyes. His light hair swayed gently in the spring breeze and that's when it happened, he sneakily moved his icy hues to the left of his eye-sockets, looking at the shape of another person next to him.. what the?

"Er... when did you..?"

Justin looked fairly clean for a hobo if that was what she though he was. Then again, looks might deceive. *Wink*

[Mischa Badoer]

(OOC: This thread takes place before Even Steven)

Mischa was walking along the boulevard. Too much had been on the Italian girl's mind. She found Kevala to be a lot more distanced. Mischa barely got to see the twins...everything seemed to go down hill. She lost? Mischa ached knowing that her efforts had been wasted. Now the reminder of Her's and Kevala's relationship was growing inside her womb and she was going to be alone? It definitely scared her.

She needed to sit down for a bit. Her head felt light and her stomach felt sick. Obviously the baby was disagreeing with her means of exercise. She approached the nearest bench only to find someone sleeping on it. Mischa had no intentions of waking the fellow up so she would just sit buy him...rest... then get up and leave. As she got closer she noticed his eyes flutter open and he was obviously caught off guard by her presence. Mischa looked around to double check if he was talking to her. Once that was cleared up and he was, in fact, talking to her she would smile.

"Not long at all... Mind if I sit down?" her stomach was getting big..though it was at that awkward stage where someone wouldn't be too sure if she was pregnant or just had a gut. Of course if anyone had known Mischa prior they would understand she was pregnant. The girl was always so thin. "Being preggers isn't fun." she said with an exaggerated sad face as she would take a seat anyway. Her brown eyes shifted to the boy next to her and her brow cocked. "Sleep on benches regularly?"

[Justin~]

"You know, what they say - bad habits die hard.'' Justin rubbed his eyes a bit and stretched - his arm extending to far behind his new found companion's head. With a few blinks and a yawn he came back to this world, the world he had invaded before seemed so much more peaceful compared to the cold wind that came past him now, the sun there shined brighter than the yellow spot in this pale sky. He loved life though for within all the complexity and hard work lay a core of randomness, something inexplainable, the way things happened without any clear incentive. For example, the big bang, the expanding of the universe, this girl saying it sucked to be pregnant. Exactly. Random, and it caught Justin off-guard.

"I... See." Justin felt had half-hearted intentions to stand up and leave the situation he found himself in right now but the way the girl had sat beside him fearless made his heart beat faster. How could he abandon her like this? He couldn't. There was a moment of silence, his thoughts went out to what to say and he was sure heres weren't that much different so he spoke knowing it couldn't possibly be any more awkward then this silence.

"I bet you're not here to sleep, so it's safe to assume you needed some fresh air, maybe a brief pause from the stroll over the boulevard.. right on all of that?" Justin bet she had a nice ass.. wait, how was that relevant to the subject? Ah, well. It filled the void in his mind as he awaited an answer.

[Mischa Badoer]

He seemed tired still and she felt bad for waking him up..though she wasn't sure if she actually woke him up or he was waking on his own..either way she still felt bad..and awkward. After she spoke there was a silence and she puckered her lips in thought as to why it was quiet. She didn't think anything of what she said was taboo, but this guy might have been offended or something? Finally the silence was cut short when he spoke to her.

She listened intently, just like Mischa always had, then nodded as she squinted off into the distance. She shrugged and leaned back, ignoring his arm that was on the back rest behind her. "Seems about right... Just thought the fresh air would do me good and clear my head... then I got tired." it definitely sucked getting tired and sick so fast. Mischa had always been in good shape due to her exercising.. After all she had to stay in shape if she needed to run away from a guy that had a gun pointed at her.

"And... You went for a walk..then discovered you are narcoleptic?" now that was an attempt at a really shitty joke. Mischa definitely had the term dork in her pocket... though she was proud of it. She liked to be optimistic about anything... she never liked serious moments. They always stressed her out 'cause she had a very worrisome personality. Kevala's condition was definitely going to be the death of her. No matter what..Mischa couldn't make her happy... "Sorry...I'm aware I'm lame..dun need ta tell meh!" she rubbed her stomach and even poked it with the tip of her index finger...

[Justin~]

"Haha, it's not that bad, then again my sleep wasn't that sleep no?" Justin actually found someone who could humor him above the level of low-sarcasm and slapstick, not to say he didn't enjoy those forms of humour, he just thought it was funny once in a while to try something more intellectual - and she did just that. The young male cracked his neck. He was obviously interested in the story behind that inflated abdomen of hers. Would she tell it? Most likely, I mean she started it right? Justin didn't even see it until she made it very clear so obviously it was a subject which he could use. And he would.

Justin rubbed his eyes a bit and then turned those blue eyes to the girl next to him and give her a sly smile before speaking those words that would change the situation. "Must be my lucky day, it's not like a pretty girl like you sits next to me everyday." He then looked down at her stomach and sat straight again, adjusting his position so he sat more comfortably.

"But I'm not the first to see your beauty, the father must be a very lucky man." Justin said honestly and without the least bit of spite. He was easily impressed by a girl, but that didn't mean that.. what was her name?

"Haha, and before I forget, I'm Justin, I don't think I've caught your name?"

[Mischa Badoer]

Mischa tried not to laugh at his compliment. She just thought it was cute someone younger than her was trying to make some form of move on her. Not everyday she had teenagers crushing on her.

"But I'm not the first to see your beauty, the father must be a very lucky man." then this comment had made it even more difficult to hold in her laugh..though she managed, but wasn't let off that easy... she most definitely had a large grin at this. Before she could say anything the realization of the lack of introductions had been made.

"Oh sorry...name is Mischa..." she then looked at her engagement ring and then belly. Back to his question. "And... The father isn't so lucky...because he was only a donor... But I'm hoping my fiance feels lucky...lately I've been having doubts and I don't think she is quite all there..." she made sure to put emphasis on the word "she"..so there wouldn't be any awkwardness....though there always tended to be awkwardness when it was brought up that she liked girls. It was as if she was an alien to some people... She was still human..and still even liked boys...but she was with Kevala for more than two years...hoping for more. "But...Hopefully we can work things out..."

LITTLE DID SHE KNOW.....

DUN DUN DAAAH

[Justin~]

"And... The father isn't so lucky...because he was only a donor... But I'm hoping my fiance feels lucky...lately I've been having doubts and I don't think she is quite all there..." Justin gave her a half-assed crazy finger going round and round by the side of his head while he grinned sheepishly - he was implying she was crazy, the classical way of course. Then Mischa finished speaking hoping things would turn out all sparkly and great between her and her fiancé. It's not like he minded the girl-on-girl tendencies half the school had, matter-of-fact he thought it was kinda hot. The going on 17 Justin hadn't been with 2 girls.. yet. And he was curious. Then again that was just the sort of fantasy that only happened on shows with dramatic plot twists and crappy actors. Thinking about them, he still hadn't seen the latest Bleach. He should.. ah well.

"Working things out.. Haha, as if hope were something which could change the situation significantly." Justin snickered and then turned his head from pointing to his sneakers towards the girl keeping him company, Mischa.

"It's not everyday that I encounter interesting people like you," the young man laughed and stood up, stretching wide to the point of standing on his toes, his back arching and then returned to a straight, relaxed posture. "Are you hungry, 'cuz I could eat a freaking cow!.. Wait.. you're not vegetarian are you? *Mumbles audibly: because that would be in bad taste then..*"