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Post by lexi on Jun 13, 2010 21:09:05 GMT -5
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Alexis Mayhem was her name, she came up with the last name herself. If you came across her at a younger age, it explained exactly what she was like… absolute mayhem. She came a long way though, considering where she got her start. She was homeless the first decade of her life, and look at her now, sitting on a wooden picnic table at the local park wearing fresh new clothes and working. She had black skinny jeans on, slightly cut on one of the thighs, a black tank top with spaghetti straps and her infamous worn out leather jacket. It gave her that bad ass vibe, it wasn’t what she was going for when she bought it, but it definitely suited her and gave that impression. If you saw the movie, Grease, it’d probably remind you of the T-birds and how leather jackets just simply symbolized cool, especially back in the 50s, along with motorcycles. Speaking of motorcycles, Lexi was very interested in purchasing one, she was saving up a lot more lately, and almost at her goal.
She was sitting on top of a wooden picnic table at the park, a table that was isolated from most of the park, it seemed to be the one where a couple could come to be alone and have a little picnic or date, or whatever. It was surrounded my bushes, in which grew different types of flowers, and had a large shady broccoli tree beside it. Sure, some used this particular spot for a romantic outing, but Lexi used it for something completely different. She used it to go party with her male friends, guys in which she called ‘my boys’, it consisted of four guys; Logan was her numero uno though, he was her roommate and she had lived with him for a while now. She sat in the center, two on the table with her, their feet on the bench part. The other two boys were walking around, just goofing off and drinking a beer. This is where Lexi was usually found when in the park dealing, people just knew where to go to snag some drugs. She had almost everything, but mostly weed, it was her favorite. She was actually high right now, yeah yeah, she knew you weren’t suppose to get high on your own supply, but it was Lexi and she didn’t follow rules, she… made her own set of rules and that was that.
After a few deals were made, she decided to take a break and hopped up, jumping down on the ground on her two skinny legs. Logan got up almost instantly asking where she was going, she frowned and chuckled, ”Well dad, if you must know… I’m going to go have a cigarette… I’m a big girl, I think I can handle myself for about five minutes… so take a chill pill and sit your ass down”, she said with a smile, a smile in which annoyed Logan, it made him mutter something under his breath but she didn’t care. The two always said shit like that to one another, sometimes they had the energy to argue, sometimes they didn’t. Lexi walked off through the bushed a bit and found an empty spot, she pulled out a cigarette and pressed it between her lips. She searched her pockets until she found a lighter and grinned flicking it, enjoying the familiar heat from the little flame. Her cigarette was lit perfectly, with the first inhalation she put her lighter back in its original location. She paced around where she was enjoying the quiet for once, and the wave of calmness that the cigarette provided for her. Sometimes she just preferred to be away from those guys for a while, they could be such a headache.
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Post by will on Jun 22, 2010 0:01:35 GMT -5
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((T A K E M E A W A Y F R O M H E R E))!!![/i][/color][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font][/center] William often found himself in this park, it gave off several good qualities – one, the business was always booming, two, you saw a lot of interesting people there, and three, it was just overall a calming spot to be in. Now, he wasn’t really one to be in a quiet place, he was quite the opposite. The man was born for the scene of crowds in an area with earsplitting loud volume, but the perfect remedy for spending a night like this was coming somewhere more at peace in the morning. It wasn’t a time that was classified as morning –actually, the common man thought of it as the late afternoon, but not Will. Whatever time he woke up was the time he considered to be morning, as well were the three hours that followed. His wake up time on this lovely afternoon – early – evening was approximately four PM and he arrived at Mistridge Park at nearly thirty minutes past five. His black, shiny, new Harley Davidson was sitting in the parking lot, staring right at him. Something inside him was begging him to just hop back on it and drive way, go on a joy ride. But he knew that as much as he wanted to do that now, it wasn’t going to do him any good when he ended up with a headache worse than the one he was already presented with.
His name was Will- but oddly enough, he had issues finding the will to just walk away from the parking lot and stray into the park. Eventually he did make it half way in, and by that point he had no desire anymore. His mind tended to jump around a lot when it came to decisions; not large ones, but ones normally pertaining to what he was going to do and in what order. The mission was soon set when he spotted one of his favorite workers pacing around with her cigarette, little Miss Lexi Mayhem. He didn’t gave half of a shit about misusing favoritism, she was like one of his own- but not quite, considering it’d be weird to enjoy having sex occasionally with your daughter. But they did truly have a history together over the past three years, hell; he had been the one to corrupt the poor girl. He didn’t see it like that though; he thinks of it more as creating her. Would she be where she was now if it weren’t for him? No way.
He kept his distance away from her at first; there was no need to be hasty about approaching her, it wasn’t like she was going anywhere. Leaning against a tree nearby he watched her, moving slyly along the side of the tree so there was no way that she’d notice him. He didn’t want her to see him yet; for he planned to psyche her out a little bit. He waited up to about six minutes before walking up to her; he stayed behind her though and moved as silently as possible. His hand met her shoulder; gripping it in such a way that she’d know it was him. As weird as it may sound, he had actually developed a sort of communication with her through this ‘grip.’ Just the way he did it, it was a signal of it being him and not some other creep. William lent in and got closer up to her from behind; they barely had any space between them. “Hey. How’s business?” He asked, his chin resting on his hand, which was still on Lexi’s shoulder. He trusted her as far as business went, hell, he trusted her more than any other workers really, but he still liked to check up on her.
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Post by lexi on Jun 26, 2010 14:28:54 GMT -5
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The park’s weather was fairly chilly, the sun was setting, so the sky was a pretty orange and purple color. Alexis didn’t appreciate simple things like that, in fact, she saw this sign from the sun to indicate that park patrolling was soon. She’d have to either head home or stop selling for the next hour or so. She loved dealing in this particular location though, she felt much more legit here. Everyone who purchased from her here we’re more of an older crowd. Older individuals with stressful jobs that just wanted something to help calm their nerves or to escape the reality of the world a bit. It wasn’t that she disliked her customers at school, she just favored the more public customers. Plus, she did fairly adore her customers at school, they were easier to fuck with or manipulate. Some she traded for homework assignments, others she shorted on supply. What? Why waste good shit if you can still get the cash for it? Ha, Lexi truly admired her life, it was an eventful story of how it all came to be, but she was glad it all happened. It all made her stronger, blunt, and independent, what more could you really ask for?
She paced for a it before standing in one place, the alone time was indeed priceless and extremely necessary. She threw the end of the cigarette down on the green grass, and stepped on it with her black worn out chuck taylor. Before she could turn to head back to her spot, he felt a grip on her shoulder, a grip that could only belong to one person…Will. At first she tensed up but when she realized who it was by the sound of the voice she calmed down a bit. She could feel him get very close, but it wasn’t weird for the two. He was the one person in the world who she had known the longest, he sort of created her and she accepted and appreciated that. She turned her head slightly to look at him a bit, his familiar scent of cigarettes and weed filling her nostrils. She smiled a tiny bit, ”Never better, babe” she smirked. Lexi was well aware how good of an employee she was. She had been able to more than double her supply almost every two months. She got most of her product from Will, the only thing she did herself nowadays was grow her own herb. Sure, Will still asked for his percentage, after all he was the one that taught her everything she knew. She didn’t mind though, she wanted to pay him back for all he did for her, but she’d never admit that out loud. ”Havent seen you in awhile, I was beginning to think you forgot about me…”, she said innocently, though she knew very well that she was not forgettable at all. It was Lexi, she knew how to leave a memorable mark, plus look at the girl.
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