Music for the S O U L - (open)

[Bill Schwarz]

Billa shrugged and moved into her way, offering to pay, without asking. “I got it…” he murmured, adding on his CDs. The cashier rang up the price and again, he pulled out the wallet to pay, handing him his credit card. The cashier stared at him as if Billa was crazy, he took the card as if touching Bill he would burn or die. After that slow move (to Billa it is, he is a vampire), the boy stared at him again, and upon getting impatience he snapped. “What the fuck are you looking at? Afraid to stand out and make a statement so you look at others who do as if they are freaks?” he snapped, his tone back to the dangerously low voice. He scowled as the boy hurriedly turned to swipe the card before turning his head to Evelyn’s general directions.

“It’s easy to learn…well…I think so, I’ve had a lot of practice…I can try to teach you, though i never had the patience to do much...” He mused softly, his voice laced with agitation from the damn cashier. He ran his finger through his hair and snatched the credit card back, taking the bag of his CDs as the idiot handed it to him nervously. He sneered in response and he looked away quickly. “Damn motherfucker…” he muttered scornfully.

He was turning back to the scorching bitch he was always, but at least he didn’t do anything that bad. He turned to Evelyn and smiled slightly. “Ready?” he asked.

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[Evelyn Winters]

Evelyn was cotninuing to pack up the shopping into bags then into the trolley, she wasnt sure how she was going to explain to her father about the money she still had, did she give it back to him? or keep it for emergancies, so that he didnt go spending it all on alcohol? and she wouldnt be able to show him the recipt due to the fact it had Billa's billings upon it too, she pushed that out of her head, she would deal with it later.

HEaring Billa's cursing Evelyn looked up to him with a small frown upon her brow, had she just heard him correctly? had he just f'ed and blinded to the check out guy?, Evelyn hadnt expected that at all, swallowing hard she shuffled back only slightly, when he looked ot her and asked her if she was ready, she wasnt really sure as to what to say to him, giving a small nod of her head as she took a hold of the trolley and began to push it toward the exit, she would need to remove the necklace he had brought her, and place it back into the box before she got home, or atleast before her father saw it.
"B..Billa?.....why....why did you do that?"
she asked him when they were out of ear shot of the check out guy, of course she was refearing to his cursing.

[Bill Schwarz]

Billa shrugged. "He sees me as a freak, someone who refuses to look like other people, like normal you can say. But what is the point of...living...when you are so plain? So ordinary? Because you are just another face in a crowd," he explained, she might ot might not see it form his point of view, but she asked, and an answer she will get.

"The answer is simple. Because you're shunned. People want you to fit in, to look at the latest fashion and just accept it. Just be automatic and do the same thing as everyone else, dress like everyone else, and act like everyone else. They expect you to do everything like everyone else does, and when someone proves that you can stand you, they think something is wrong with you, that you are different from everyone else, that you're crazy." he growled, shaking his head. He held on to the bags for her as he walked. "I don't mind the staring, the gawking, the annoying whispers, but he looks at me as if i need to go to the hospital and get my head checked. And i don't. Just because i dress differently and wear dark clothing, people assume I'm emo or depressed and need help." he shook his head again and looked at her.

"Sorry, you shouldn't have to see that, but i can't help it," he murmured. "I'm not very nice to people, much, besides you," he admitted quietly, turning away from her and not meeting eye contact.

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