Afterschool Detour ((open))

[Tyson Owen Cronshaw]

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Tyson realized she wasn’t that tired as she didn’t put any weight on his hand as she stood up to join in. This implied that she was indeed in great shape and that running was no big challenge for her. He glanced over his shoulder quickly to check that he hadn’t left anything on the bench before he began walking towards the North West exit. He realized that Alyssa was still holding his hand, his grip was quite loose at the time, he didn’t know whether to let go or leave it where it was. He pondered the thought got a moment before letting go. They weren’t going out and if anyone from school saw them holding hands they would get the wrong idea and rumors would spread like wild fire. Despite the fact that neither cared about their social status, it would make their school lives a bit easier to live.

“It’s about a hundred meters from the exit.” He said, pointing vaguely to his right as they walked past various joggers and dog walkers and the sun descended lower behind the horizon. Tyson found himself wondering when the street lights would turn on, not because he was afraid of the dark but because he liked to see clearly what he was walking into. Who knew what lay just a few meters in front of them. He looked back at Alyssa as they walked down the street next to the park. “So…” He began lightly, but quickly followed with; “You live on your own?” He hoped she hadn’t picked up on the slight pause. It wasn’t because he was board; it was just because he wasn’t very adapted to conversations around girls. The girls he had gotten to know very well were slightly tomboyish which reflected in their music and TV interests. Alyssa was still a slight stranger to Tyson and he didn’t know how far their common interests extended.

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Words: 323
Outfit: As Above
Status: Completed
Notes: Go with the flow? Lol. I assume it’s going to move on to Tyson’s house (:

[Alyssa Nicole Matthews]

Alyssa looked around and started to follow him towards the North West exit of the park. She felt him let go of her hand. She small blush formed on her cheeks. She hadn't realized it at the time but she liked feeling his hand in hers. She blushed even more at the thought. Alyssa nodded. "Thats fine." she smiled at him slightly. She felt like a little girl who had found her first crush. But it was more than that, it was more than just a crush. They had kissed, three times. It felt so much more than that. But she didn't know what he wanted and she wasn't sure id she fully want this to be anything more. A huge part of her did, but the part that was scared felt bigger than the part of her that wanted more.. She didn't know what to do but she figured she had to decide soon..

She looked around quickly and noticed the sun setting. It looked beautiful tonight. She looked at Tyson. He was looking ahead just walking as she walked next to him. She looked in front of her and sighed lightly and silently. She looked at him as he asked her if she lived on her own. "Sometimes it feels that way. My mom is a lawyer and is always in other states. I haven't seen in a few months. She calls, texts, sends money when I tell her I need some. She pays the bills and all of that." She shruged to herself. "I tell people I live on my own. Its not really any different I guess, except I have someone who pays for everything.. What about you?" She glanced at him before looking back ahead.

((ooc: Pretty much. Haha))

[Tyson Owen Cronshaw]

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Tyson lead the two of them across the road, checking that it was clear, as he headed for a side street that lead away from the main road. It was much quieter yet het a move lively atmosphere as the buildings were a lot newer and the pavements were freshly laid. The local council had recently renovated the area, and Tyson’s parents had bought him a house on the road. He thought it was too good to be true, and it was. He still pays them rent and pays the household bills, but they assure him that the rates are much lower than anywhere else nearby. He sighed slightly but remembered that it meant he could decorate it in any way he wanted and do things like this, bringing home girls unannounced from school. His parents were quite nosey and would inquire immediately through the door what she was doing in their home. But this was his home, sort of. A two bedroom house with a large lounge / socializing area and a small kitchen to match. It even had a large shower and bathtub which had been recently installed. Tyson could still feel how light his wallet felt after purchasing that furnishing with his birthday money.

He knew subconsciously that it would all be worth it eventually, he hoped. “Interesting predicament…” He mused, commenting on Alyssa’s mother being out and about all the time. “I’m on my own; I got a rented house just up here.” He said, gesturing to the side street they were about to turn left into. He didn’t know what to make of Alyssa, they had only properly met tonight but they had kissed three times. Tyson had engaged one of those three and he was unsure why. He was convinced with himself that he wasn’t looking for anything out of this, only friendship, but he could tell something was different; his conscious mind just didn’t want to admit it. He sighed as he reached into his jeans pockets and yanked out a house key as they drew closer to the front door. Tyson was still unsure of whether to invite Alyssa in or send her on her way.

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Words: 366
Outfit: As Above
Status: Completed
Notes: None

[Alyssa Nicole Matthews]

Alyssa followed him closely. It was nice, the area he lived in. But she knew hers was nicer. She wasn't going to say anything. She didn't really like where she lived much. She would rather be in one of these houses alone. It would be nice instead of being a lone in a four bedroom, 3 bath home. she kept stealing glances at him. She liked him and thought he was cute. She wasn't really one to date anyone inside her clique, not for a year at least. She sighed. She felt like she had to tell Tyson what happened last year but she just didn't know how to bring it up..

She nodded. It wasn't really interesting to her. She had nanny's when she was little and didn't see her mother much then either. It was nothing new to her to be on her own now that she was 17.. "must be nice. When my mom is home she is always in my stuff and trying to get me to talk to her. Ever since the incident last year, when she is home she likes to try to have mother daughter time but I ignore her or don't go home.. Tonight is no exception." She didn't expect Tyson to allow her to spend the night. She wasn't really planning on it anyways. but truth be told if he asked she would accept. She would rather stay up all night talking to Tyson then being stuck at one of her friends talking shit about everyone and thinking about tyson..

[Tyson Owen Cronshaw]

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Tyson couldn't help but chuckle at Alyssa's story about mother-daughter time, as he had been in exactly the same situation, but slightly reversed. His dad was always attempting to spend time with Tyson, whether it be football, homework or music, he would always try to find an excuse. Tyson enjoyed his dads company for a while, but as he got older and startred spending time with his friends outside of shcool, he found his dads attempts and bonding to be more of an anoyance than enjoyable. He sighed as he realised she had mentioned yet another incident that had happened some time ago. Tyson wasn't in the mood to upturn more stones to find dark secrets hiding under them. we all had secrets, hence the term 'secret', he was wondering how Alyssa could be sl loose lipped about such issues.

He shrugged his shoulders, the action cleared his mind before he asked; "Staying out all night to avoid your home?" The statement sounded less invasive in his mind but didn't mind how it came out. As the approached the front door to his semi-detached rental he fumbled for the right key before slotting it into the correct lock. A satisfying metallic click followed before he stepped inside. He stopped on the doorstep, lingering outside before asking Alyssa; "If you're that desperate not to go home, you can crash at my place." He said in a loose tone. It was an open offer that he meant to see through but he wasn't sure if she was just seeing him home out of courtesy or if she really wanted to spend more time with him.

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Words: don't know
Outfit: As Above
Status: Completed
Notes: None

[Alyssa Nicole Matthews]

Alyssa pushed him playfully as he laughed at her about the mother daughter time. "Its true! Ever since I tried killing myself a year ago whenever she is home its 'oh sweetie come talk to me.' It makes me want to gag to be totally honest with you. My mom isn't an easy person to talk to about stuff like that." Alyssa shrugged looking at him trying to see if he would change how he acted, stood, or looked after she told him that. She sighed and looked at him "Look I know you don't want to know about my history or the fact that I tried to kill myself but I just, I feel comfortable around you." Alyssa looked at him and sighed.

She stood next to him at his doorstep as she waited. She looked at him hopeful that he would invite her inside. She smiled. "Really? You wouldn't mind? I'd rather not be stuck somewhere were I have to be someone I not." She took a deep breath and spoke again. "I'd love to stay the night. If you still want me to that is.." She looked down, she felt so stupid sometimes. He wouldn't of asked her if he didn't really mean it..

((ooc: Sorry its so short))

[Tyson Owen Cronshaw]

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Tyson was surprised at how Alyssa had tried to kill herself. Why would she want to do something as drastic as that? She was attractive, witty and could make good conversation. He couldn't picture anything that would cause her to be in such distress. he sighed lightly, it truthfully wasn't his place to ask. He was curious as to the nature of her suicide attempt but knew it wouldn't make for a cheerful conversation. "Well..." He started, the paused between his words was more obvious now. "I can imagine why she would do that after what happened." He mused, taking his key out of the lock and pocketing it again before adding; "All things considered of course." It wasn't a topic that he wanted to remain on but he didn't mind helping people with their problems, it was something he had become used to over the years. As a matter of fact, the amount of times he had counciled his friends over similar things were frequent occurrences.

He chuckled at Alyssa's last statement, would he have asked if he didn't want her to? would have have slammed the door in her face if she had said yes. "No, i was joking, go home." He said in a humorous tone as he lead the way inside. "Nah, come in, make yourself at home." He said, placing his guitar and school bag by the door as he turned the lights on. The hallway was long and narrow with two doors on the right wall and a stairway at the end. It had various pictures on the wall, many we're sketches and paintings but their were a few photos in the mix. He waited at the door for Alyssa to join him inside, wondering what sort of an impression she would get from his own personal space.

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Words: don't know
Outfit: As Above
Status: Completed
Notes: don't worry, mine are prob's getting shorter aswel!

[Alyssa Nicole Matthews]

Alyssa looked at him and sighed. "Look Tyson. I know what your thinking. 'Why did she do this to herself? She looked like she has everything she could ask for.' And your right, for the most part. But you don't see everything. I dated this guy who I thought I loved. When he broke up with me my world fell apart it seemed like everything I knew was gone. I wasn't happy to begin with before him. I just wasn't happy anymore. I want a mom, someone to comfort me. But she was off doing god knows what with god knows who. She was to busy to notice me. So I took a few pills, well a whole bottle just about. My mom found me passed out about maybe an hour later. So not everything is as it seems Tyson." Alyssa sighed and looked at him.

Alyssa slowly walked inside. She didn't know if he would react differently to her or not. If he would still be ok with her staying there. She looked around as she heard the front door close closely behind her. It was a small place, there were a lot fo pictures on the wall. "Did you do these? They are really good." Alyssa felt some hair fall from out of her ponytail and swiftly took her hairband out of her hair, letting it cascade over her shoulders.

((ooc: Haha. I had to have her tell him. ))

[Tyson Owen Cronshaw]

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Tyson couldn't help but sigh deeply, wondering what exactly he had gotten himself into. A girl that had taken a guy dumping her so badly that she resorted to downing a whole tub of pills, most likely anti depressants or pain killers. He paused his thoughts as he turned back to face her as she walked inside, he could see her gaze drift up and down the walls as she examined the works of art. "I see..." He started in a confused tone. In truth, Tyson didn't know what to make of such a story, it made Alyssa seem unstable and vulnerable to things he didn't fully understand. "The past is the past, sometimes it ain't pretty, but its something we gota live with." He mused, in an attempt to rationalize her memories on her behalf. Tysons cousin ahd similar experience, he recalled it involving a short term marrage that ended out of the blue. She didn't take it very well and ended up spiraling out of control until she comited suicide over the matter.

He sighed deeply once again before smiling at Alyssa's question. "One or two..." He said, nodding to a few musical works of art before gesturing to the other side of the wall; "But some of it is Da Vinci and Newton." The works of art were well known, Da Vinci's metropolis and Newtons Aperture theory, all works of scientific art. Tyson wasn't a man of science, but he admired they;'re work in the musical era. Both worked towards inventing musical instruments that used strings, some of Newtons inventions were simply bizarre but produced amazing sounds. "Can i offer you a drink?" he asked, as he opened the door leading into the kitchen. His kitchen was wooden but had modern appliances and a modern black marble surface. The wood had been painted white to direct more attention to the black features that littered the room.

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Words: don't know
Outfit: As Above
Status: Completed
Notes: Fair enough.

[Alyssa Nicole Matthews]

Alyssa knew what that sigh meant but she kept quiet. No use saying anything more that can change his mind more about her than what was already done. She sighed to herself. "Yeah I know. Mine if ugly and black. I wish I could erase it, it was a stupid mistake but I can't change it now. All I can really do is learn from it I guess." She shrugged a bit and continued to look at the draws and paintings on all along his wall..

So they weren't all his. "I always did like like Da Vinci." She smiled to herself a bit. So he liked art, well scientific art at least. She didn't really see him as a science nerd or anything. A drink. Did she want one? "Um. sure what do you have?" She didn't really want to name something he didn't have, it would seem to weird to her if she did that. She walked behind him into the kitchen. It was nice and wooden with a black marble surface. "I like this, How the colors seem to.. I don't know.. almost balance each other out but also make them stand out more." She smiled at him. She hoped she hadn't messed thing up from telling him what happened to her..

[Tyson Owen Cronshaw]

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Tyson was now slightly weary of what subject to choose when talking to Alyssa. He didn't mind her discussing her past with him, he understood that everyone had a past they weren't proud of, it was a fact of life. Hence why Tyson only cared about the here and now, recent days rather than years gone by. He hummed slightly before responding to Alyssa; "Well, i say learn from you're mistakes, but don't let you're mistakes control you and you're future." He pondered, adding; "If you can't let the past rest then you'll never live you're future." He finished, taking out his phone, keys and wallet and placing them on the kitchen table. He then proceeded to the fridge located next to the door where Alyssa was standing. He hadn't noticed it before, but Alyssa had now let her hair out of her pony tail, letting it flow lusciously over her shoulders. She no longer looked like a young high school student but a mature young woman dressed in running gear.

Tyson found that he was staring slightly, he snapped himself out of the trance and opened the fridge. "OK, we have beer, red wine, coke and apple juice." He announced, hastily adding; "Oh yeah and tap water, if that tickles your fancy." He finished, gesturing inside the fridge, welcoming her to take something she wanted if she saw anything she liked the look of. He then looked outside into the hall, seeing a Da Vinci sketch; "You like Da Vinci?" he mused. "First time I've heard a girl say that" he admitted, as he himself grabbed a beer and opened it in quick succession. He wondered if she had an interest in science or art, his interests in those areas didn't extend very far so a conversation in that regard might not last as long as he had hoped. However, he was then taken aback once again by Alyssa's comment about his kitchen. "Wow..." he studded, unable to formulate another sentance to explain himself. "That's basically what i was going for with this room." He finished, impressed with Alyssa's artistic eye. So what he had learnt so far about Alyssa was that she was mature, self sufficient, artistic yet scientific with a keen eye for art in every day life. Tyson couldn't help but be impressed, he wasn't expecting all this from an attractive young woman, let alone a colada!

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Words: don't know
Outfit: As Above
Status: Completed
Notes: None

[Alyssa Nicole Matthews]

Alyssa was really shocked by how well he was taking her past. She figured he would make her leave, to afraid that she would do it again if they got close. But it wasn't like that. He still talked to her and it looked like he respected her enough not to let her past get the better of him. She smile slightly. "I agree. I've got over my past a long time ago. I want my future to be the way I want it, not the way people who know my secret expect from me." She leaned against the door frame and ran her fingers threw her hair.

She looked over at him and noticed him staring at her. She blushed a light pink color as he looked away and at the fridge.She walked over towards him. "Beer is fine." She grabbed one from his fridge and opened it, taking a small sip from it. She laughed. "Well I'm sure it wont be the last. Any girl who liked art is a keeper for you. But yes I haven't seen much of his work but what I have seen I like." she smiled and moved over towards his counter, leaning against it. "I'm into the whole black and white. It reminds me almost of my bathroom. I got my mom to redo my room and my bathroom a few years back. I can pretty much get her to do anything I want her to do because she feels so bad for always being gone. In a way I like it. I used to tell her I just wanted her home more often, but it never happened. So I started making her spend a lot of money on me. She thinks it makes me happy but it doesn't.." She shrugged to herself and took a gulp of the beer in her hand. "You know so much about my life. Tell me about yours. What do your parents do?" She asked looking over at him.

[Tyson Owen Cronshaw]

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Tyson watched as she grabbed a beer and took a sip. He joined her, but took a larger gulp than her of his own beer. The strong taste snapped him into focus some what as Alyssa commented on Da Vinci's work again and Tyson had to agree; "Aye, he didn't do much painting, mostly mathematical theory's and of course his famous flying machine." He paused, wondering if she would recognize what he was talking about. But still he continued; "But what little he did i admire, its a different look at the world we see. He concluded, taking another sip of beer as he amde his way over to the radio and turning it on. He didn't recognize the song that started playing, but he didn't care, it made for a good atmosphere as they talked, but Tyson intended to take them into the front room to sit down rather than stand around the kitchen all night.

Tyson simply nodded politely at Alyssa recalling her relationship between her mother and herself. Tyson took a sense of spoilt behavior from her speech, having things bought for her for what seemed like little reason at all was confusing but Tyson didn't question it as he was asked to describe his parents professions; "Well my mum is a freelance journalist. She worked where she can and gets payed pretty well for it." he explained, complimenting his mother for her hard work. He could remember countless nights where she had stayed up all night to meet deadlines. "My dad, by contrast, owns a trans-Atlantic shipping company, but it's not as high paying as it sounds." Again, Tyson had to respect his dad for working hard but in truth his business wasn't exactly booming but it still made a good profit. Tyson paused slightly, wondering whether to ask about Alyssa's parents so soon or to move into the front room. He chose to wait and hear her response to his family's jobs, whatever it might be, if anything at all.

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Words: don't know
Outfit: As Above
Status: Completed
Notes: None

[Alyssa Nicole Matthews]

Alyssa smiled. "I always thought that he did just paintings. It took me watching Ever After to look up what else he has done. I was surprised honestly, just that one person did so much. I guess it just seemed odd ot me at the time. But people do multiple things all the time.." She shrugged. "What everyone did all those years ago changed a lot of things and gave people a different look and because of some of those people we were where are today." Alyssa she took a sip of her beer again. From the weight of the can it seemed like she may be a little of half full. Beer wasn't really her thing but it made her feel good.

Alyssa nodded. "Thats cool. What does your mom write about mostly or is it just everything she can get her hands on?" She paused. "It seems like it would be a high paying job though. But then again a lot of things would surprise you in this world today." Alyssa shrugged. She looked over at Tyson and smiled. It was nice to just have a real conversation with someone for once in who knows how long. She liked it and she missed them. She hoped they would have more moments like this together.