all.i.ever.wanted.comes.with.a.price[Ripley]

[Jake McCutcheon]

Food. Who ate food anymore? Jake would remember all those jokes about anorexic people, but she knew that she hadn't eaten in a while, maybe a few pieces of food, but not enough. So she was hungry, wasn't everyone hungry when they served up throw up like they did at this place? The only thing Jake could remember eating was marshmellows... but who could resist that fluffy goodness. A silent giggle escaped her lips as she lay down on a table all alone.

Being new here was scary. It was like you were from another planet, and nobody wanted you forcing you to feel even more worthless than what you were. Jake would have sat with some random person, but she was looking for two things. To see if anyone had a heart at this place, willing to take a seat next to her. She would know that maybe that person thought she was cute. Also, she didn't want to become a nuisance, so being alone was the best for that, but what if she looked antisocial? She defiantly didn't want that, but what would she do? Jake hated how much she thought about things, why not go out and do something for once, being so paranoid was pretty boring sometimes.

Usually Jake skipped eating, but today she couldn't help but be starving, having her stomach groan at her all day wasn't something she wanted, nor was it so attractive, i mean what kind of guy watched his weight? She didn't want to look obvious, so she had to start acting more like one, but wouldn't she at least need some guy friends? All in time. Jake didn't feel like worrying too much, it would be useless, and he would be looking forward to things that might not happen, and he sure did hate having a worry like that. Too many problems were in her life already.

she didn't know what she would have liked more. A Girl to site with her, or a boy. It would be nice to have a few guy friends who could get her back on track again ,but she hoped that the guys wouldn't be, well the type to want to show off their awesome little abbes. They would try getting Jake more manly like that, and act well more selfish like a guy, and less respectful, but Jake liked the way she was now, and having guys trying to make her follow their every move was sort of not part of her plans, nor did she want them noticing her little secret. Oh the terrors that would be, and how embarrassing? You would have no idea how bad it would be, people would treat her like she was some sort of Micheal Jackson character, and nobody would like her, because most girls were straight, and most guys were straight. They wouldn't' know what to think of her. She would be just one big freak, and Jake would die if she could get a reputation like that.

It would be the end wouldn't it? No girls... no fun. What about making Summer Memories? Like she could get that far when she's disguised as a guy, what would she say? Jake felt a uncertain feeling in her stomach, so she buried her head in her arms. Blah. Thinking so hard like that was bothersome. And made Jake worry too much, because in the end she knew that it wouldn't end up such a great plan. Well, she knew she would get in deep shit in her life, but her life has always been like that. It's troublesome being gay. It truly is.

^{ooc;; Bleh, that was horrible -_- Sorry my Muse is sort of low lately}

[ripley]

After her run and showering, Ripley had gone back to the cabin in time for all the others to slither out of bed, she changed into her grey old time hockey tee shirt, jean shorts, and brown hikers, she planned on going on a hike after lunch. Tugging on a worn-out Bruin’s hat she left the cabin, got breakfast and screwed around for the good part of three hours, she had to change her shoes to play a game of street hockey on the tennis court. She changed her shirt so as not to be completely sweaty and went out again.

“I’m not playing basketball with you guys, I hate the sport!” A tall brunette shouted over her shoulder as she entered Cyprus hall. One of them yelled back, and she flipped a hand ignoring him. She wasn’t a basketball player; she was a one sport type of girl. And that sport was ice hockey, and her team…a bunch of immature guys. She retrieved a sandwich and bag of chips from the line, apparently that days lunch was grab and go. Brown eyes swept the empty hall, and settled on a boy…she cocked her head. There was no one else there, and guys were much more fun to hang out with. She walked over, the boy seemed like he was going to be sick. “If you’re gonna hurl do it outside,” she said sitting down across from him, and unwrapping her sandwich. “I don’t wanna see you upchuck.”

Welcome to the life of Ripley. She looked at him as she bit into her sandwich, something was off. Other then the place was empty. “You eating anything?” She inquired with a slight smile. “Eating is good, anorexic is bad.” She loved to make fun of anyone who was anorexic though at one point she thought about it, that was before she remembered she was in a checking league and kinda need the extra umph to the fight. ((yours was good, mine sucked, I'm braindead))