[open]Hayley William's night out

[Hayley Williams]

Hayley's day was pretty much the usual. Get up, head off to an interview (Which can be found at videos) at 5:00 am, and go back to sleep. Of course Hayley loved her job and was pleased to be loved by thousands of humans, but it was hard and stressful [sometimes So Hayley deiced to head of to a teen night club, and spend the night drinking, and having fun. Of course it was only about 1:00 in the afternoon so she'd have some free time to use and to get ready with.

Just as Hayley was about to sit on her couch and watch her favorite movie by the humans which would be 'Legally Blond' she noticed her cat Zephyr, had tore the couch's cushions to nothing but tattered cloth. With a sigh of grief and a scream of frustration Hayley had picked up Zephyr, and put him in his kennel. Then, she went to go get the vacuum and guess what? It was broken.

So Hayley had to pick up new form fitting cushions, and head down to Walgreen's. Of course none of the chushions matched the color of her black couch. So her flawless black collection of furniture, was ruined by hot pink fluffy cushions. (Not to mention the few pictures she had to take with fans) so ya. Today pretty much went into the garbage can.

So of course is was about 5:00 in the evening, and she still had yet to get ready. So Mrs. Williams jumped into the shower (which took quit along time for a sixteen year old) and blow dried her hair, leaving it down only to hit her color bone. Hayley applied dark makeup, and fitted non-comfortingly into a short (I mean short) black leather dress. Which, I might add fitted beautifully with the black leather boots.

Hayley was off, into her mission to have fun for the day. Finlay she arrived, (and was accepted) into a teen nightclub. Now she was sitting down, awaiting to dance with a male, or anyone at this point to cheer up her spirit for the day.



This was me today. --sigh--

[Colbie Ophelia Corey]

x out of the bed at the crack of noon x
o marry the music o
x and have a swoon x


The flashing lights, cutting through the dark room were enough to cause Colbie to squint her eyes only slightly while she pushed through the crowd to get to the bar. It was some one's bright and brilliant, adorable idea to put in a bar consisting of juice as opposed to the alcohol she was craving right now.

Friday night, and Colbie only felt the pressure from the day that had consumed her. Her day had been full of drama, tests, bossy and quite geeky teachers, and some clumsy moron dumping their tray full of lunch on her new shirt. Tonight had to get better, after all, her mother had always preached to Colbie as a child, that things would always get worse before they got better, and ninety five percent of the time, her mother's advice and words of wisdom had been truthful.

Colbie had dressed down into tight fitted jeans, low rise, frayed around the bottom and torn at the left knee, as well as faded. To add to her look, she wore a red tank top, layered by a navy blue shirt with the words "Bite Me" written across her chest in a lighter, baby blue color, and a red heart underneath that. On her feet she wore black, hightop converses rolled down, and on her wrist she wore the petite white gold pearl bracelet her father had given her as a gift for her sixteenth birthday. Her hair was worn down, and her finger nails were painted a reddish, pink, slightly coral color.


Looking at the bartender, a weary smile crossed her lips as she ordered a frozen virgin pina colada. No I.D necessary, she'd use it later at a club that actually served alcohol. Tonight, she's start small, and end big, hoping she'd find another excuse to feed to her parents so she could spend another fun filled night at Forrest's condo.

"Thanks"

An exchange of money was handed over for the drink that would effect her in no way, and out of the corner of her eyes, she saw an all too familiar face, Hayley Williams, the lead singer in one of her favorite bands.

"Hey, I know you. You got transferred into our school last week. The question is..why? If I were as rich and famous as you, I'd definitely be home schooling it."

She took a sip of her drink while keeping her attention on the orange haired girl in front of her. Her eyes full of curiosity.

[Hayley Williams]

"I would like a virgin pina colda as well, and one for this young lady." By young lady, Hayley had referred to Colbie, which of whom seemed to be quite curious of her. Yes, curious indeed. Just now noticing that Colbie had already possessed one she smiled. "Another treat to boost up the night. I know i'm going to drink about three, and maybe five more once I get home" Hayley giggled, of course she was kidding. Hayley had a week stomach, and couldn't take much to drink, even if this was achole free. Hayley gave a long sigh. She could use some beautiful jello shots, but figured she didn't want people to see her drunk. No, Hayley drunk was awful thing. In fact Hayley went into a small daydream.


When Hayley was at a nightclub, it had ben awful. Her friends weren't her friends at all, they just wanted her to give them a record deal}mind you they where awful singers, or they would do something bad to her. Bad they did, for Hayley refused. So her payment was awful and cruel but easy to remember. They decided to feed her achaol. Literally tubes in her mouth vodka, she was not even in her right mind. One girl thought it would be funny to video tabe her and what they got was slightly giggling.. Hayley happened to crawl on the bar, knocking down wine and calling the bartender a bitch. Of course the video was put on you tube, but not long enough to be fully exposed. Hayley sued, and got money which she had gladdy donated to her knew school,
and town. If anyone would to ever bring that up Ha-Ha they would die.

"Oh I'm sorry dear daydream. That happens often with me helps me to write songs. Oh dear have you ever been in home school? I was it was horrid. Nothing but horrid your so loney! I don't think of myself being rich and famous, I think of being a witc- human. A normal human he-he." /Gee almost let that slip/ Hayley wiped sweat off of her now pale face. /Ya and did you know i'm wicked/ she giggled. Never would she tell someone that, except maybe she trusted them. Still Hayley was unsure if this was a wicked community, but she did not want to look stupid-especially in front of this beautiful girl, who had the potential of being on close friend. "So, you know me. I'll introduce myself anyway, seeing i still haven't the slightest idea of whom you are. I'm Hayley Williams and you are..." Hayley held out her hand, as she watched a bartender bring them the drinks she had ordered.


ooc// I'm sorry this post might be off, it's one of those -My horse has maggots in her hair- /really/ days.

[Colbie Ophelia Corey]

x Wilted and faded somewhere in hollywood x
o I'm glad I came here o


Colbie almost giggled to herself over what a powerful energy this girl gave off. She was innocent and pure, in a sense, something Colbie had wished she still had was the innocence childhood gave you, the innocence she'd been born without. It was difficult being different from the crowd, having to be able to keep not only your own secret, but the secrets of seven other children.

Colbie interrupted as Hayley ordered another round of virgin pina coladas.

"Oh..umm..just a water please..one colada is enough..I'll be bouncing off the walls."

Letting out a soft giggle, she turned back to Hayley who had an almost too posititive energy beaming off of her. Colbie imagined her to be the type of person who would cheer you up on ever the dreariest of days, it caused her to smile as she took another sip of the virgin pina colada she'd ordered for herself earlier in the night, the bartender returning with Hayley's colada, as well as her water within a few moments.

The girl talked about how she never thought of herself as rich and famous, and hated being treated differently because of her status. It made Colbie smile to notice that money had not changed absolutely everyone in the world. There were still those who preferred to get down and dirty themselves rather than pay someone to do it for them.

Colbie had noticed that Hayley had zoned out for a moment, it was a trait that she had shared with Ridley since they were children. At unexplained times, the girls would fade out into an alternate reality of silent movies in their heads, flashbacks of the past.

Colbie smiled when the girl had snapped herself out of whatever daydream she may have had at that moment in the great fabric of time they called a reality, and when the girl began to speak again, she'd noticed her slip of tongue on a word all too common about. This girl would need to be watched over, she was less cautious than the witches she already knew of, and there were hunters out there ready to grab their kind at the first chance they got. They were waiting in the shadows to execute them.

Colbie only smiled awkwardly.

"Colbie.."

She smiled more warmly than before as she finished off her colada, starting to sip at her water while she looked at the girl out of curiosity.

[Hayley Williams]

'Once a whore your nothing more I'm sorry that will never change'

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Hayley smiled, and took a sip of her colda. Then she began to speak but like thirsty horse she had taken yet another drink before even making a slightest noise of the tongue. "Colbie. That names seems so familiar. Where have I heard it? From a fan? Are you a model?" Hayley had always been the kind to talk way to much and be quit overbearing. This was because
of her unique loud voice, that one person may be able to recognize in a crowed of people.

It was awkward really, being with one whom seemed familiar but yet so different. In some way, Hayley felt a similarity between Colbie but a difference as well. Perhaps she saw her at a concert? Another night club? Whatever the case, Hayley hoped to two would be friends. An awkward silence feel between Hayley unsure of what to say. She randomly get one the bar and sing, it would be funny but it would be stupid and she couldn't get that name for Paramore. That's not fair to the others.

Hayley gave an innocence like smirk, and grabbed her purse from her left side. She grabbed an pen, and a piece of an old ticket, once she had found on the floor the night of her first concert and wrote down her instant messenger, phone, and how she could get to Hayley's blog.

--Hayley Williams-Paramore--

Instant messenger-
PaRaMoReROX

Blog:
The life of Hayley Williams

Phone:
665-232-542

Hayley handed the now useless ticket to Colby and grinned. "Here ya go. I know the Orange ink can be hard to read at times, so just tell me if you have any problems. Call, Message, or reply in my blog whever you would like.

Hayley then gave a fake wink to Colbie. She was full of giggles tonight, maybe it was because of the sugar rush she was temporally on, or was it because her slip of words not to long ago? What ever the case may be, the bottom line was she could laugh all night if she felt like it.

"So, how did you find out I was going to the wonderfully school"?

Hayley asked, thinking about a past statement that Colbie had said. "Your the first person I have talked to while I was here. Regarding my kitty, but I highly doubt that he counts. So are you friends with Mercy Grace,Nicolette Shannon, or Olivia Williams? They are all such beautiful girls, and so are you. You would fit in perfectly." Hayley gave yet another quirky smile, and began speaking once more.

"In fact that Mercy Grace reminds me of Amy Lee from Evanescence don't ya think? I'm sorry with my Evanescence chitter, I'm a little obsessive when it comes to Evanescence."

Hayley took another drink, then stared at the girl, the same way Colbie had to her.

ooc// Sorry about spelling and grammer. My house still has maggots in her fur, and it's hard to concentrate.

[Colbie Ophelia Corey]

x i'd chime in with a haven't you people ever heard of x
o closing a God damned door, no o
x it's much better to face these kinds of things x
o with a sense of poise and rationality o


Colbie stared at the girl, a hint of jealousy planted deeply within her soul, not quite reaching the glow of her eyes yet. This girl was a witch, and the innocence of a child that she withheld, as well as her carelessness, it had been proven. This girl had live her life like any normal human being, and it wouldn't have surprised Colbie one bit if the girl had been adopted, not been aware of her family's past. It would come of no surprise to Colbie if she'd discovered this girl could do a few magic tricks and no nothing of the great power she potentially had. She could have been the in the greatest danger with hunters after anything that withheld magic in their blood, and she wouldn't have even been aware of it.

"Yes, Olivia and Nicolette are two of my best friends, and Mercy is on the cheerleading squad, as well as the dance team with me. She's a nice girl, a little too depressed at times, but, still nice."

Colbie smiled warmly, still attempting to figure out what it was about this girl that had sparked an interest within Colbie, and what exactly was holding her to this interest. It was as if an invisible force were pulling her towards the site of an amazing and huge discovery.

Colbie had finished off her pina colada, sipping at her water while trying to put two and two together, however, her thoughts were interrupted with Hayley's loud and energetic voice.

So how did you find out I was going to the wonderful school?"

Colbie looked up from her water to the girl who had caused so much chaos between her thoughts and gut feelings.

"I've seen you in the hallways. There's always the fact that all of the Paramore fans in our school went balistic, as well."

Colbie grinned as she continued to sip at her not quarter empty glass of water. The music playing in the background seemed to painfully bang against her eardrums as the testosterone boys and harlequin girls, who believed they knew what a good party was, grinded against each other. The dance floor was their bed, and they were making their false love public for the world to see. Colbie could have lived her whole life without caring to know.

"Okay..I'll umm..I'll call you when I get a free minute in my schedule. We'll hang out."

A soft smile appeared across her face as she took the old ticket from Hayley and skimmed over the list of contact information written on it.

[Hayley Williams]

I've learn to run from anything uncomfortable
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"Yes, Olivia and Nicolette are two of my best friends, and Mercy is on the cheerleading squad, as well as the dance team with me. She's a nice girl, a little too depressed at times, but, still nice."

"Ya, I haven't met them. Mercy I have, in fact I think my manager is singing her for a bassist spot in my band. Jed, the previous bassist left. It should be fun, she has nice voice and talent. It's a shame she's so depressed all the time, it's heartbreaking. Almost makes me write a song, but I have been in such a writers block. I don't think a song about a depressed girl would please the fans, or my manager. Trust me he's so stiff, it almost has to be nearly flawless." Hayley said happily. Sugar wasn't the best thing for she was already bouncing off the walls, this happens when she has anything with sager. Yes, any smart person doesn't gave Hayley sugar, no alcohol.

Hayley giggled. Her face still had that childish look, that innocence some people don't possess as a teenager, though at times she enjoyed it, and at times she hated it. People always considered Hayley "Cute" never "beautiful". That was becoming a major to Hayley, as she began to become lost it thought. When reality had finally came back to Hayley, she gave a week cheesy smile.

"I've seen you in the hallways. There's always the fact that all of the Paramore fans in our school went ballistic, as well."

"Really? I found that out the first day Ha-Ha. Like ten people we're coming up to me and was asking for my signature. I'm like 'cool it people I'll be here all year' it was quite humorous really, but it did get old. I now possess the talent to sign things with my eyes closed. I find it special."

Hayley again smiled, this time she meant it.

"Okay..I'll umm..I'll call you when I get a free minute in my schedule. We'll hang out."

Hayley nodded. "Sorry about the lack of paper, and sure that would be cool. We could hang out sometime."

ooc// =) Writers block.

[Colbie Ophelia Corey]

x we've got a big, big x
o mess on our hands tonight o


Colbie almost laughed, still amazed with the childish youth this girl possessed, as well as her innocence and childhood charm. Hayley had live the American dream, she had a loving family, a pet, a roof over her head, she'd accomplished great fame and fortune and had lived a normal childhood. She possessed the carelessness any child their age should have had the right to possess, however, Colbie had never had that opportunity. Her childhood had ended sixteen years old when she'd first exited her mother's womb, and took her first gasp of air, leaving her newborn eyes closed for as long as possible so as not to see the light of the world that would consume her. Colbie had grown up faster than most children wished to. Her parents had tried to treat her as if she were a child, throwing her birthday parties, and taking her to the park to run around and get dirty in the mud, however, Colbie had never taken to it.

Looking at Hayley, Colbie attempted to forget what she had so desperately longed for, and moved on with the conversation they'd had at hand.

"Ha. Yea..I hear fans can get pretty insane and out of control."

Colbie's voice was heard in the form of a soft giggle as she joked around about how immature the students at their school could get. It was easy for Colbie's mind to get lost and confused as if it were a fully developed adult's brain, thinking with logic and maturity. She forgot sometimes how excited kids her age could get over the smallest things. She had to work to appear as if she a normal girl like any of them.

"I know I'd get excited if Jensen Ackles went to my school. I'd die right then and there."

She giggled before taking another sip of her water, still gazing with wonder and awe upon the orange and yellow haired girl sitting right beside her.

[Hayley Williams]

Can you feel the pressure?
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"Ha. Yea..I hear fans can get pretty insane and out of control."

"Yes, it can. If I told you some of the stories, people went out of their way to touch me. It can get pretty scary as well, I can't walk in the mall, for I would get slammed with fans. I have to look totally different to go get gas in my can. I can sure feel pressure"
Hayley nodded her head in agreement, and gave a long mournful sigh. She could see the sugar was no longer in effect.

"I know I'd get excited if Jensen Ackles went to my school. I'd die right then and there."


"Oh yes. One hunk of a human, I love his show. I have yet to meet him. Every time I see him he's always so busy, and I don't want to give him a bother. I know how hard it can be! So what kind of teacher should I look out for? Math seems pretty harsh, I'm used to having only one teacher so this is but a change for me. A great change indeed."

Hayley took a drink of the last bit of the coloda.

"What are your favorite movies?

It was a random question but really, she was sharing the remembrance of her grandfather. It had been his birthday today, and just yesterday she had visited him."It's pretty sad when you get one of your own songs stuck in your head, and you simply can't get it out. I have fences stuck in my head, and it won't go away." Hayley gave a little giggle, fighting back sorry tears. "You seem nice" Hayley smiled at her. Colbie seemed as though she was the friendly type, and quit frankly she loved those kinds of people. "I like you, we good be good friends. I would like to meet your buddies as well, if it's ok, like a get together."

[Colbie Ophelia Corey]

"we're gonna rock around the clock tonight"


Another sip of water and an indiscreet deep breath was required to overcome the overwhelming feeling this girl gave you while talking almost a million miles an hour, jumping from one subject to the next without hesitation. She was a child, a young innocent child with super human powers in which she'd use to take over the world one person at a time, stuffing as much sugar and candy into herself as she could before she became ill.

Colbie stared at her, wondering what life would have been like for her if she hadn't had the destiny she received handed over to her. She was aware of how lucky she was, she just never understood. Perhaps that's what Nicolette had been trying to explain to her. Colbie had the looks, the boy, the money, and the accessories, and while she knew how much she'd been receiving while others didn't have the luxury, she couldn't understand the feeling behind it, the emotions involved.

Colbie looked up toward Hayley, and away from the ripples she'd just created in her glass of quickly emptying water.

"My favorite movie?"

Colbie scrunched up her nose in an adorable way, and the thinking began. After five minutes of time that had seemed like at least a half an hour, Colbie grinned, looking back up at the bright and cheery girl in front of her.

"I think..St. Elmo's Fire."

A genuine smile spread across Colbie's face as she named one of many of the more classic movies. She was a sucker for romance, and films today seemed to focus on one thing, sex. It was no secret that boys must have been the criminal suspects behind the genius of the movie transcripts these days.

Looking back down at her water for only a moment, Hayley again, brought up a new topic.

"Hmm..a get together sounds cool. I think we're having a party for my friend, Nicolette soon. She stared in a 30 seconds to mars music video so we're pretty excited. I'll let you know the details and we can figure it out."

Colbie flashed a friendly smile before noticing the time stated on the clock behind the bar.

"Shit! I gotta go. It was really nice talking to you, and I'll give you a call soon. I just need to jet over to my boyfriend's place..he gets a little worried and upset when I'm late."

A sympathetic look had been given off by the apologetic brunette as she gathered her things, giving her new friend half a hug before gulping down the remains of her water and jetting out the door. There was no better explanation for Colbie than fashionably late.