playing under the sun (dominik)

[dominik ramirez collins]

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i dont believe in blind optimism

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But he turned his attention to the food, eyeing the food and putting a meal together for himself when he got the chance, watching Helena's color return to her cheeks, good, she was warm again. He smiled and nodded when she said that the picnic would be worth while "Haven't had one of these in ages." he chuckled softly, digging into his chicken, but he was careful not to look like a pig. He sneaked himself a soda and popped it open, it sprayed all over his face and he just grumbled "Stupid..." he chuckled as he wiped it off.

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[style=font-family: fondamento; font-size: 20; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center;]i believe in stubborn realism

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[helena marie adelstein]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] what if today we just smile, and enjoy life? The Words: what? The Outfit: HERE! The Noteshappy posts yay n.n ! "Same here" Helena agreed as she set some food on her plate, grabbing a bit of each thing so she could try it all and also because she is actually rather hungry at the moment. Helena loves picnics, they are the most fun thing in the world, then again she loves all kind of things that most people will consider to be rather, how to say it, stereotypical? she assumes that could be a good way for them to name it. Her eyes closed for a second while she let the heat spread over her, she really doesn't want to be cold, but the heat was returning and it made it all better. She was very thankful that Dom wouldn't mind borrowing her his jacket, she really should have been more careful, but the time had passed and at least they got some good laughs out o it all. That always makes up for some silly mistakes. Helena chuckled at the action "Oh come on, if we are calling someone stupid that's me for falling into the ocean" she chuckled, shaking her head. Then she moved to take a bite from the food; he was actually a good cook, no way Helena would be able to make something that good, her cooking skills were very, very limited. "This is really good Dom" she mentioned, it just needed to be said. "Where or when did you learn how to cook?" she asked trying to keep up the conversation, that that she needs to try much because she is usually a very talkative person. A smile on her lips as her eyes moved to look at him; waiting for some answer on his part. Now this is exactly how she wants to spend most of her days; just hanging out with her friends and feeling like there is not even one worry in the world for her to think about. Of course there are plenty, but that doesn't mean they have to define her life, doesn't mean she has to be afraid or sad, or even depressed; nope, she has been through all that and she wants to just break free from it all and go back to how things used to be. And that is exactly what she is attempting to do, it won't be an easy thing, she knows that very well, but easy things are never the best. You have to fight for important things, you have to work hard, and you have to realize after all that work that it was all worth it. created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL

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[dominik ramirez collins]

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i dont believe in blind optimism

[STYLE=float:left; width:379px; background-color:#F4F4F4; opacity:0.7; filter:alpha(opacity=70); height:150px; overflow:auto; font-size:10px; font-family:arial; color:#7A7A7A; text-align:justify; padding: 8px]He smiled as he prepared his portion of the chicken, he never really thought his chicken was good, his mothers was godlike, it brought everyone, even the neighbors to the dinner table to enjoy a piece of it. He'd always just hide in the corner and talk to the neighborhood kids, maybe play a match or two as the grown ups talked. Those were the days. But she spoke about how it was her fault for falling in "Im sure the wind was trying to give you a hug, and it ended up pushing you..." he always made that joke when people get off balance due to the wind.

The last things he wanted to hear from her, came out of her mouth and he just looked down at the food on his plate, surely she was just trying to make him feel better. "I used to watch my mother cook, she never really told me how to make it, I just guessed..." he shrugged "Im sure it's not how my mother used to make it." The more he thought about his past, the more deeper the depression got, and he honestly didn't care, he was at the point where there was no point in trying to fight it anymore, he just had to put on the act that he was fine, they'd probably believe it too.

All he had to do was get out of highschool, get signed by some soccer team, and he'd be set for life.

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[style=font-family: fondamento; font-size: 20; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center;]i believe in stubborn realism

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[helena marie adelstein]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] what if today we just smile, and enjoy life? The Words: what? The Outfit: HERE! The Noteshappy posts yay n.n ! That was a really nice way to put it; she had never heard anyone explain it that way but she happened to like it. It was better than to say you are a very clumsy person who can't stand on a rock without falling. Sure that wasn't the case because she is actually rather good with her balance, today she had just been off her game she assumed; her mind had been threating to head off to stormy memories and so she had lost track of what her body had been doing while she had been stopping her mind from wondering. "I am sure that is what happened, maybe next time he will be able to give a hug without actually pushing me" Helena chucked, following the line of thought that he had planted. It was nice to see Dom joking around of course, because, when she first had met him that is what he used to be like. He talked more and was a lot happier, she just wants him to be able to head back to that moment, when he was happy and cheerful. She knows that life hasn't really been easy for him, but one needs to keep looking forward right? Alright maybe that is from a movie but it is also a very smart and good quote. If you focus on the bad then everything was horrible, but you have to be able to look at the small things as well, and hopefully at some point Domink will be able to do that as well. Or so she is hoping for at the very least. "Well, if you do it from memory from watching her then it can be pretty close to it" Helena mentioned, nodding her head before taking another bite. "It really is good" she looked down at her plate and then over at him with a smile. "Watching her cook really helped you with this" she added. Maybe it was a sensitive topic, but the way she saw it, at least he got to spend sometime with his parents and those moments had been nice and happy. When she happens to think back on her parents, or her dad for that matter, she just has to end up pushing the memories away because none of that is something she would like to remember. Her eyes closed, shaking her head a little before glancing out to the ocean. "I was never a good cook, the few times I tried never ended so well so I just gave up and decided to admit that is not for me" she laughed. That is just the way things go. She can't be good at everything and obviously she isn't good at many things. Cooking being one of those things. created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL

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[dominik ramirez collins]

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i dont believe in blind optimism

[STYLE=float:left; width:379px; background-color:#F4F4F4; opacity:0.7; filter:alpha(opacity=70); height:150px; overflow:auto; font-size:10px; font-family:arial; color:#7A7A7A; text-align:justify; padding: 8px]He gave a small smile to her comment back at him, he had to remember that quote again one day, he never really had thought of something that original. Oh well, time to keep moving forward. He'd heard that in a movie somewhere, where it wasn't about how hard you can hit, but its about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward. He smiled softly at the thought, just like he was hit by an SUV, yet he managed to regain himself and was walking again.

He finished that thought with the sensation of fizz running down into his stomach, his soda was down and done now. And before he could realize that he'd finished his concoction of sugar, he was being complimented on his cooking. Well that was not suspected. He only shrugged and smiled to her, nodding to her compliment, only to laugh at her own afterwords about her own cooking. "Oh shucks, I doubt that." he smiled and lowered his head at the sand, only to look back up at her "We could do a cook off, see who makes the best whatever." He looked to her "Who knows, you might make a mean meatloaf."

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[style=font-family: fondamento; font-size: 20; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center;]i believe in stubborn realism

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[helena marie adelstein]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] what if today we just smile, and enjoy life? The Words: what? The Outfit: HERE! The Noteshappy posts yay n.n ! Helena was glad that he seemed to be enjoying his time at the moment so she smiled at him as she continued to eat. It was rather nice to be able to eat out here at the beach, to be spending this time with a friend, to have such a lovely weather and even more to know that despite everything that might be happening in their lives they were still here and letting it all go away to have a good time. She knows they both had rough patches, and she will have to admit that she feels like what he has been through is a hundred times worse than her own struggles, so she wants him to be happy, she wants him to enjoy life as much as humanly possible because he deserves it. He deserves the best in life and happiness and everything his heart desires. "You want to have a cook off?" Helena chuckled and shook her head at his words. "Oh gosh I am certain you will be the winner but sure we can do that, we just need to find ourselves a judge" she added with a nod and a little laugh. "Oh I can't cook I mean it, every time I tried to cook something for um Hayden, it would just not end well at all" she said shaking her head, her eyes looking down at her plate, she hadn't intended to bring him to the conversation, it just seemed to slip out of her lips before she had time to stop herself. She began to push the food around her plate before setting it down, she wasn't about to lose her appetite but at the same time she might need a few seconds to collect her thoughts, not wanting her emotions to rush back to her and make her sad. "Anyway, yeah, I am not a good cook" she shook her head, smiling a little bit before looking over to the water. created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL

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[dominik ramirez collins]

[classy=head]

i dont believe in blind optimism

[STYLE=float:left; width:379px; background-color:#F4F4F4; opacity:0.7; filter:alpha(opacity=70); height:150px; overflow:auto; font-size:10px; font-family:arial; color:#7A7A7A; text-align:justify; padding: 8px]They say when you get hard, you come back harder. Or what that one girl sang, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger? haha, he'd have to agree to that. Ever since he was hit by that maniac, he'd pretty much grown up. He really wasn't so naive anymore, he knew he wasn't going to get anywhere, but he might as well enjoy what he could.

He nodded at her realization, he'd probably just slightly burn his food just so she could win. She needed encouragement like that. Everyone was bashing her, telling her what to do, and what not to do. It was probably hard on her spirit. He grimanced slightly at the prick's name. But he said not a word. He waited for her to talk again, and he smiled "I'm sure we could make some sort of bbq, and invite a bunch of people to come, why have one judge when you can have many?" he smiled with a soft chuckle. He wanted to get past the memories, maybe look into the future perhaps. "I mean, unless your not up to the challenge?"

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[style=font-family: fondamento; font-size: 20; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center;]i believe in stubborn realism

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[helena marie adelstein]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] what if today we just smile, and enjoy life? The Words: what? The Outfit: HERE! The Noteshappy posts yay n.n ! Helena could instantly tell that the expression on his face was caused due to Hayden's name. She can't really tell how she feels when someone has that reaction towards that particular name, or rather the person with that name. It's not like she can blame them for reacting that way, heck she can't even blame Dani for how he feels about the guy but she also knows that even when they think that way about the guy they should feel that way if he did something to them, not because they think he did something to her. Granted she has been sad lately, and he plays a big role on it, but she also knows it's not technically his fault; if he doesn't love her he doesn't love her and that's it. She can't force someone to love her, but now she is making herself even more sad by defending him. God, she just pushed the entire thing away; there was no point in actually thinking about it. Nope, she should just be more careful who she mentions his name to. Or just prevent herself from mentioning that name at all. Because it was obviously still not time for her to say it without feeling something oppression on her chest. "Oh I am up for the challenge, I pity those who will have to taste my food though" Helena said with a chuckle, a very tiny small part of it being fake due to trying to overcome what had just happened. As she had been reminding herself in the last couple of minutes, today was not a sad day and today just had to be fun and relaxed. "But that would be fun, we should definitely plan it out someday" she added with a nod. It would have to take sometime, given that they both work and have school, given that the people they might ask if they want to come could be potentially busy with this or that. So it would just have to take some effort on their part to actually pull this thing together and if for some reason it doesn't happen they could both just invite one person and have them be the judge. Although she feels this could be more of a fun gathering than an actual challenge. A smile back on her lips while she finished thinking about it, more time with her friends is exactly what she needs at the time. created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL

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[dominik ramirez collins]

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i dont believe in blind optimism

[STYLE=float:left; width:379px; background-color:#F4F4F4; opacity:0.7; filter:alpha(opacity=70); height:150px; overflow:auto; font-size:10px; font-family:arial; color:#7A7A7A; text-align:justify; padding: 8px]He really didn't like Hayden, just his attitude and position. Sure he liked the guy in a way, but he was taking power too easily into his head. The guy was just not really watching his wake. Dom was too careful and shy for his own damn good. He cared to much for others to care about himself. It was taking its toll, but he hid it as usual, hoping it would never brew over.

And when it did brew over, he had his smoking and drinking to calm him. Sure he was wasting his life, but there was no reason to live it if he can't even get a damn girl in this place called Easton. He snapped back into reality when she replied, a weak smile grew and a chuckle leaked out. He felt like he shouldn't be around people anymore, his emotions might infect someone else, and that was the last thing he needed. "You still cold? We can go get some coffee..." He asked casually, trying to hide his sadness with conversation.

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[style=font-family: fondamento; font-size: 20; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center;]i believe in stubborn realism

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[helena marie adelstein]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] what if today we just smile, and enjoy life? The Words: what? The Outfit: HERE! The Noteshappy posts yay n.n ! Helena really wishes she could see the Dom she first met come to life once more. He used to be so full of life, happy to do whatever it took to have a good time. It was really nice, when she had met him, but now she can't help but feel that he is sad on some point, and that just causes her to feel bad. He should be happy, he should realize he has so much to live for, but Hels really can't seem to find a way to make that happen. He was a happy and he has a nice family, she just doesn't get it. It wasn't her place to think about it, so she merely smiled as she spend time with him, all she wants is to see her friend happy, so she is going to try and make that happen. Sure it might not be as simple as it sounds, but she can surely keep on trying, right? On some level she has to admit that she understands a little bit; because to be honest she hasn't been the happiest person in the world, she is really been on an emotional rollercoaster, which is a little bit annoying, she likes being happy and she likes knowing that she is happy. She hasn't been like this, ever, which throws her off tracks a little. She looked down at herself and shrugged a little bit. "I am not really that cold" she mentioned; she wasn't going to lie and say she isn't cold at all because she can feel a little bit cold but nothing to big. However she knows herself and she loves coffee so the following answer was simply impossible to ignore. "I would love to get some coffee though, you should know I never say no to coffee" she chuckled, knowing pretty much anyone who knows her knows she has a mild obsession with coffee. It's really just the way it works, and she can't deny it. "Would you like to go now...or do you want to hang out here for a bit more?" she asked him, she wasn't so sure what he would rather do so she merely smiled and nodded. Waiting a little, a happy look on her face. created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL

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[dominik ramirez collins]

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i dont believe in blind optimism

[STYLE=float:left; width:379px; background-color:#F4F4F4; opacity:0.7; filter:alpha(opacity=70); height:150px; overflow:auto; font-size:10px; font-family:arial; color:#7A7A7A; text-align:justify; padding: 8px]He didn't know what to feel in his situation. Sadness seemed so easy, but it would just drill him a deeper well. He could try and be happy, but every time he did, he was shot down by something stupid happening.

One thing he knew was that she liked coffee, maybe old memories could cheer him up. And he figured why not trigger and old old memory he had. One of which he didn't have a damn care in the world. Now he'd inherited all this load that he didn't want. Sure he put it on himself, what was he thinking walking with Santana that one night. Why the hell was he hanging with her in the first place. Oh right, he liked her. Well, its obvious how well he picks his girls.

But he heard her voice and was back to earth again. "I'm in the mood to go now, But I don't want to leave all this stuff here.." he sighed, standing up slowly and cleans up the mess he made, as well as helping her with whatever she was doing.

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[style=font-family: fondamento; font-size: 20; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center;]i believe in stubborn realism

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