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Post by CAMERON JULIETT SHARPP on May 7, 2011 17:08:06 GMT -5
 when she woke up in her bed, it was ten o'clock. cameron sharpp had no scheduled photoshoots for indie kidz that day, so it didn't really matter to her. stumbling out of bed, and tripping over her bed sheets, she pulled a dress and a pair of sandals out of her wardrobe, and getting changed hastily. she planned on going alone to the beach.
she began to get off the bus, calling out, "see ya, fuckwits," before jumping off, and walking down the road to the beach. she didn't mind having no one, in fact, she preferred it, on a day like this, a gorgeous day with beautiful sun.
reaching the end of a street, and coming into view of the beach, she yelled out, and began to sprint happily towards it. she hadn't been there in so long.
plonking herself down, cameron's slender fingers drew in the soft, golden sand of the beach which she had, until not so long ago, often visited for a little peace. just peace. peace from her thoughts. when she was on the beach, all she needed to do was lie back, and close her eyes, and she would be peaceful. away from her life, away from everything she wanted to be away from.
well, recently, she had to admit, nothing particularly eventful had happened. this was good for cameron, considering what she had endured. she supposed her past wasn't exactly normal, especially for someone her age. cameron didn't wish anything hadn't happened to her, though. there was no point in wishing something hadn't happened, because wishing would get her no where.
lying back in the golden softness that soothed her, cameron listened to the calming sound of the waves. her eyes drifted closed, then snapped open as she tried to stay awake. it wasn't very late. it was about three thirty, and she'd had a good sleep. perhaps it was the smell of the salt water, making her drowsy. cammie was wierd that way. soon, the blonde was asleep in the heaven-like sand, kid's yells laughter, and surfers 'whoops' failing to reach her ears.
an hour later, cammie awoke again, dangerously close to the sea. with a shriek, she jumped away from the water. she didn't want to get swept away by the water! standing, she brushed grains of sand off of the skirt of her dress, before picking up her small denim coat, and reaching inside the pocket, pulling out a marijuana cigeratte and disappearing to smoke it.
the girl returned back to the beach, and noticed how blue the sea seemed, and the sand seemed much brighter. with a giggle, she collapsed back into the sand once more, picking it up, and letting it drift through her fingers, grinning, even as, in a half hour, her high was ebbing away, leaving that girl happy, and crazy.
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Post by CAMERON JULIETT SHARPP on May 18, 2011 12:15:42 GMT -5
the sound of the waves were sweet music in her ears. someone should make music out of this shit! cameron would totally buy it, just for those days when she decided it was time to get high. the waves didn't just roll in her mind. they seemed to take over her, roll over her body and make her shiver. she let out another giggle, rubbing her eyes, and flopping back in the sand. she was almost crashed from her high - almost.
cammie frowned. she always hated crashing. it made her quite sad, and aching for even just a little more. but cameron had remarkable self control. there was no point in taking the drugs if she was just going to get addicted to them. she knew what drugs did. they changed people, and possessed them. made people spend all their money, and get fired. cammie simply refused to spend all of her money on drugs, and she wasn't too worried about getting fired. a lot of people on tour took drugs. she knew, she did it with them. if she got fired, then she would kick ass.
a scowl appeared on her face as she thought of this. her camera was her life. being on this tour wasn't the worst thing in the world. well, she was able to use her camera, and work with Indie Kidz. she loved the indie kidz. angie and she were very close, and zack was just awesome.
she hadn't even realised that her eyes had closed in frustration until she opened them. in front of her, someone had placed themselves on a towel. lying back, reading a book. hmm, it made cammie wonder. perhaps she should bring a book next time. it seemed to be relaxing the girl. she glanced at her. cammie seen a flash of vibrant pink. woah, her hair was rather bright.
wait a second. cameron vaguely reconized the girl. she didn't know her name, but she knew she'd seen the girl around the tour a couple of times. well, this was the answer to her problems. instead of thinking about nothing, she could talk to this complete stranger...
"hello, there, i'm cameron sharpp." her mouth jumped out and spoke to the girl before she could stop it. "you're a part of the fame is infamy tour, right? i've seen you around. i'm a photographer for indie kidz. what about you?"
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