Disclaimer: I don't own anyone but Rowan and c/o. If I did own Hayden
Christensen. Well, lets just say he'd be mine! All mine! Sry. It's taken me
so long to upgrade- my computer doesn't like me. I can't think of why. Oh
wait, maybe b/c I have the bad habit of screaming at electronics. That
could explain it… Not to mention school is basically a waste of time but
the majority of the adults in my life disagree. I think they all just have
a selective memory.
Daisy walked into the boy's dorm to see Rowan lying on his bed, sketching in the poetry notebook everyone had been given. Hearing Auggie and Ezra behind her, she went to stand by Rowan. "Hey," she said.
"Hey." She watched him doodle the word Wicked.
Something about the word was nagging at her mind. She thought she knew what it was but went over to where Auggie and Ezra sat looking a pic of Brittany Spears [EWWWWW!!!!! God why are guys obsessed with her?]. "Hey Auggie?"
"Yeah?" he answered, not removing his eyes from the golden pop star.
"Didn't you tell me once about that tag-artist you liked, named Wicked or something?"
"Yeah, prob'y. Why? You see some of their stuff?"
"Um, not quite. I think it's more like he's laying on his bed in this dorm."
"What?!" Auggie jumped up and went to stand with Daisy by Rowan's bed. He looked up with a confused expression on his face. He removed his headphones and asked, "Did I miss something?"
"You're wicked!" said Auggie, practically yelling.
"Depending on how you look at it-"
"No you're tag is wicked!"
"Yeah, why?"
"You're stuff was awesome! But they said wicked was shot."
"They weren't lying." Rowan sat up and lifted a corner of his shirt exposing a small circular scar. "I was told before going to JuV that if they caught me tagging again they weren't going to do anything to keep me from being shot by the next gang I pissed off." Daisy listened as Auggie and Rowan talking tagging for a while, growing annoyed. Finally she opened her mouth and screamed. The three boys turned towards her.
"Look, I'd hate to break up the vandalism fest but I thought I was here to look at you CDs." Rowan looked confused and then said, "O," real slowly. He pulled out his cd booklet and tossed it to her. She almost dropped it; heavy as it was. She made a mental list of the CDs:
Nirvana- In Utero
Nevermind
Green Day- Kerplunk
Dookie
Insomniac
Nimrod
Warning
Unwritten Law- ELVA
Unwritten Law
Adema- Adema
The Ramones- Hey! Ho! Let's Go: The Anthology
Pearl Jam- ten
Bob Marley- Legend
The Sex Pistols- Never Mind The Bollocks, Here's The Sex Pistols
Staind- Break the Cycle
Linkin Park- Hybrid Theory
John Mayer- Room for Squares
The Drop Kick Murphys- Sing it loud, Sing it proud
The Offspring- Americana
Placebo- Without You I'm Nothing
Puddle of Mudd- Comes Clean
Matchbox Twenty- Yourself or Someone Like You
The Doors-The Best of the Doors
Nirvana- Nevermind
Bleach
In Utero
A/N- THIHS CHAPTER HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH ANYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHA! (yea, I'm a lil' psychotic today)
Daisy walked into the boy's dorm to see Rowan lying on his bed, sketching in the poetry notebook everyone had been given. Hearing Auggie and Ezra behind her, she went to stand by Rowan. "Hey," she said.
"Hey." She watched him doodle the word Wicked.
Something about the word was nagging at her mind. She thought she knew what it was but went over to where Auggie and Ezra sat looking a pic of Brittany Spears [EWWWWW!!!!! God why are guys obsessed with her?]. "Hey Auggie?"
"Yeah?" he answered, not removing his eyes from the golden pop star.
"Didn't you tell me once about that tag-artist you liked, named Wicked or something?"
"Yeah, prob'y. Why? You see some of their stuff?"
"Um, not quite. I think it's more like he's laying on his bed in this dorm."
"What?!" Auggie jumped up and went to stand with Daisy by Rowan's bed. He looked up with a confused expression on his face. He removed his headphones and asked, "Did I miss something?"
"You're wicked!" said Auggie, practically yelling.
"Depending on how you look at it-"
"No you're tag is wicked!"
"Yeah, why?"
"You're stuff was awesome! But they said wicked was shot."
"They weren't lying." Rowan sat up and lifted a corner of his shirt exposing a small circular scar. "I was told before going to JuV that if they caught me tagging again they weren't going to do anything to keep me from being shot by the next gang I pissed off." Daisy listened as Auggie and Rowan talking tagging for a while, growing annoyed. Finally she opened her mouth and screamed. The three boys turned towards her.
"Look, I'd hate to break up the vandalism fest but I thought I was here to look at you CDs." Rowan looked confused and then said, "O," real slowly. He pulled out his cd booklet and tossed it to her. She almost dropped it; heavy as it was. She made a mental list of the CDs:
Nirvana- In Utero
Nevermind
Green Day- Kerplunk
Dookie
Insomniac
Nimrod
Warning
Unwritten Law- ELVA
Unwritten Law
Adema- Adema
The Ramones- Hey! Ho! Let's Go: The Anthology
Pearl Jam- ten
Bob Marley- Legend
The Sex Pistols- Never Mind The Bollocks, Here's The Sex Pistols
Staind- Break the Cycle
Linkin Park- Hybrid Theory
John Mayer- Room for Squares
The Drop Kick Murphys- Sing it loud, Sing it proud
The Offspring- Americana
Placebo- Without You I'm Nothing
Puddle of Mudd- Comes Clean
Matchbox Twenty- Yourself or Someone Like You
The Doors-The Best of the Doors
Nirvana- Nevermind
Bleach
In Utero
A/N- THIHS CHAPTER HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH ANYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHA! (yea, I'm a lil' psychotic today)
