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RP Cassia/Mat

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LavaEmerald wrote:
When you were seventeen you got really lucky. You'd been making Youtube videos and preforming around town, and through one of them you got yourself your big break. Within a few months you were signed had an album made. Now, three years later, you've constantly been on tour. At first it was great. You're a teenage heartthrob. Girls are constantly screaming your name. Companies want you to endorse everything and be in commercials. You've won tons of awards. You own your own house in Beverly Hills with two fancy sports cars. Your life is great! But, almost four years without any privacy starts to take a drag on you. So, after you finish a six-month long tour, you decide to take a little hiatus. For a few months, you go back to your home town where your family is. It's a small town and everyone had known you since you were a youngin', so screaming fans wasn't much of a problem there, however, you do end up having one problem. While in town, you run into a girl that's your age exactly. Weird to describe her that way but it's because you realize that it's a girl you'd gone to school with and had even dated in high school until you took off to chase your dreams. You feel yourself falling back into these all teenage hormone feelings, but she couldn't be less interested in you. Quite frankly, she's pissed at how you left her and at whatever you've become. Is it worth trying to get her back? And even if you do, what about when you have to go back to your Hollywood lifestyle?

Cassia

Mat

This is for me and LoveIsALaserquest.

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I wasn't a seventeen year-old boy anymore. Since my big break I never got to experience what others my age went through. My life was strictly controlled, I've been following someone else's plans for the last three years. To be frank, I felt the exhaustion almost immediately after I became the "greatest teenage heartthrob", I just couldn't afford to take a break. I left town right away, the first chance I got I took the plane and followed the dreams I thought I had. My father died when I was really young and I was never close with my mother, so I was actually relieved I had an excuse to run away and never look back. I sent her checks every week - I am a good son or at least I play the part - and I bought her a house in town, since that was her goal for as long as I can remember. The woman hated our old apartment and she made sure to bring it up with my dad every time she got the chance. Maybe if she kept her mouth shut my dad wouldn't have died of a heart attack, maybe he would've refused all those night shifts and his heart wouldn't have given up on Christmas. I got her the house and I hoped she would appreciate the irony, since her constant complaints were she never had much space and everything was crammed... well, now she had more than enough room to be all alone with her precious stuff.

So why was I headed towards Jackson, Wyoming? I've been on tour for months, going from city to town and vise versa. What was I looking for? Was I just tired or did I need closure. Mother would be surprised to see me, she probably felt my resentment, although I tried to conceal it. Of course, I visited my father's grave every year on his birthday, but this time I decided to take a little hiatus, just till my twenty-first birthday in a few months. Tara - my manager decided it would be a great idea to pre-record my upcoming album, that was her condition. After I finished the last song I packed my bags and loaded them in my Shkoda Oktavia. I stayed at motels and I actually felt relieved. No one tried to peek through my windows, even the occasional motel stench was comforting and it brought back the memories of the good old days, when I was just starting and making a name for myself. I've been travelling for days and if the paparazzi saw me right now, they would probably write something along the lines of: "From top to bottom - how the dreamy Mat Roldum turned into a bum".

My heart started to beat faster as I got closer to town. My window was cracked and I felt the chilly February breeze. I could see the town's library, then the hospital (that one brought back a lot of feelings), I passed my old school and decided to take a left to the gas station for a quick refill and some food. I swiftly took a few things - mainly junk food, so I had to squat to get to those, which didn't seem logical, junk food should be easier to grab. As I was preparing to stand up the radio started playing my last single: "I've seen your face a thousand times, oh how I wish that you were mine. Why did I even learn your name, I hope i will be healed in time". I lost my balance and fell back a bit, stepping on something, which was followed by a silent "Ouch". I turned back to apologise and then I saw her - the girl whose name I've known for years. Cassia looked at me as if she tried to remember who I was or as if she tried to unsee me and make me disappear.

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LoveIsALaserquest wrote:
I sighed as my alarm went off. I really didn't want to get out of bed. I hated this town and staying here but I couldn't leave. It was horrible and the more and more I stayed the more I just wanted to hide. Sighing, I got up and went for a shower, thinking to myself that if I don't get up now I wont get up at all. I had a shower and then got ready. Today I decided to wear one of my favourite outfits that consisted of a teal blouse, a pair of jeans that made my legs look amazing and my favourite pair of heels. To accessorise I chose a gold necklace that had a bird on it, some wooden bangles and my favourite bag. I only applied simple makeup, not really liking the whole caked on look. And my hair, it was in it's usual curly state.

Once I was ready I headed into the small kitchen and made a coffee in my to go cup. I was a huge coffee drinker, if I didn't have at least four cups a day there was something wrong. I made my coffee and then headed to work. I actually liked my job and the few people I worked with. It was just the rest of the town and the other people that I didn't like. And the memories. If it wasn't for my job and work friends I don't know what I would do.

I worked hard for the next four hours, getting the work I had to do done before lunch time came around. I was on lunch duty today so as the clock hit one I grabbed my bag and left the hospital, heading for the gas station across from my old high school. I always hated that place. Or I at least hated it now anyway, I loved it when I was there. I had amazing friends and I was head over heals in love. That all changed a year after we graduated and I guess I never really got over it. Mat was my everything. I didn't have many people who cared about me and having mat made none of that matter, he made it all better. We had planned our lives together, we had always spoke about our dreams and combined them, neither of us considering that one day we wouldn't be together anymore. The sad thing was, was that Mat's dream was to be a star, he dreamed of fame and fortune and being an incredible singer. He had his dream now. And he left everything else behind, including me. I shook my head, why was I thinking of him? I glanced down, looking at the promise ring that still sat on my finger. Why was I even wearing that? I just couldn't bring myself to take it off. Shaking my head, I cleared all thoughts of mat and headed into the gas station. They had a deli inside that did the best sandwich's so we always went there for lunch. I ordered the sandwich's and then headed over the junk food, I always got us a few goodies. I sighed happily as I reached for my favourite chocolate bar. I was about to turn to go back and get the sandwich's but I felt body fall into my own. ''Ouch.'' I murmured, rubbing my back. ''Watch where your going mate, you can do serious damage with that body.'' I teased, laughing a little as I turned around to face the person. The laughter instantly died and the smile left her face. It was him. Mat. I turned around and grabbed my sandwich's before I went back to the car.

Sorry if my tenses got mixed anywhere x

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LoveIsALaserquest wrote:
hai we still doing this?:3

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LavaEmerald wrote:
I saw her smile and tuck her curly locks behind her year. She said something funny, judging by the intonation, but it was one of those moments when everything around you stops. The memories flooded my hear, her being in front of me caused me an information overload - she looked the same, as if we were still in high school; her smile, showing off her perfect teeth hasn't changed... she even wore the ring or a ring, which reminded me of all the broken promises. For all I knew she was with someone else, who gave her this ring, since I knew they made a lot of identical ones for the same purpose. And then I saw it, the smile wore off when she realised who stood before her. This smile was meant for a stranger, not for someone, who became a stranger and belonged to her past.

She instantly turned her back on me and all I could see was her silhouette, carrying her favourite sandwiches, which caused a half smile to appear on my face. Maybe I should've chased her down, but she made it clear she wished to contain me in her past. I had no right to follow her. When she needed to follow me, I pushed her away. It was easier to start anew, than to deal with parts of my old life that I had to drag to my new life. The "Ordinary Mat" made promises he couldn't keep, ordinary people always disappoint. Now heartthrob Mat took the place of the good old kid with the pure intentions. I had to cut her out of my life, because I wanted to keep her innocence. I didn't want her to lead a life of uncertainty, I had no idea if I would make in into the business. In all retrospect, I could've done a lot of things differently, only if I had the information I had now.

I paid and headed towards my car. I could still see her in the distance, she went in the direction of the hospital, all I could see was her umbrella, since it began raining quite heavily. She always wanted to be a doctor and something told me she made her dreams come true, too. Of course, I was trying to make myself feel better about the way in which I left things. If she succeeded in her life I wouldn't feel quilt anymore.

Another hour or so of driving and I would be in the house I bought for my mother. Oh, how much I hate that woman. Maybe that's why Tara and I had our thing. My mommy issues were forcing me to appreciate mature bossy women. That's when my phone rang and it was my manager.
"Are you there already?!" Tara sounded slightly annoyed.
"Hmm, I'm nearing the house, but not yet." the window was all sweaty from the temperature difference, due to the heavy rain, so I cleaned the window swiftly.
"Matilda from Hollywood Lifestyle just called. She wants to do a spread on your family life - so that you seem more approachable, the all-american son. We'll have to include your mother, too." her voice got quieter when she said the last part.
"No way!" I shouted, as I tried to disconnect my phone from the smartphone windshield mount, since I was using it as a GPS. During my struggle with the mount, the phone slipped through my fingers and fell to the passenger seat. I leaned down to reach it. As I was standing up, I could see a brown dot, getting bigger and bigger. It all happened for a split second. I turned left to try and miss it. All I could hear was broken glass and screeching metal, followed by darkness.
"MAT, MAT! Are you there?!" this was the last thing I heard, before my eyelids got heavy.

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LoveIsALaserquest wrote:
I sighed as I walked, clutching the bag of sandwich's to my chest. I had the familiar ache in my heart back. I thought I had gotten rid of that long ago but any thought of him brought it back. I was in shock, I hadn't expected to see him. I didn't think he would ever come back, he didn't really get on well with his mum and he didn't talk to me anymore so I don't know why he would be here. Part of me felt stupid for walking away from him, I should have hugged him or at least said something. But then I remembered what he did and realised that I couldn't and shouldn't do that anymore. He wasn't mine anymore. I sighed, why did I miss him when he hurt me so much? I took one last look, my eyes meeting his before I opened my umbrella and headed back to the hospital.

Today, my day was split into two halves. I spend the morning calling patients that need to be updated on their condition, appointments and other thing as well as doing my paper work. The second half, starting after lunch, is my accident and emergency shift. I would help to treat anyone who come into the hospital as well as being the emergency surgeon if it's needed. I had always wanted to be a doctor, I always wanted to help people. So I worked hard, I worked hard in school and then worked hard all through college and now, finally, I was living my dream. If it wasn't for this job I would have been long gone in this town.
Once back in the hospital, I sat with the ladies I had been working with during the morning had a chat while eating my lunch. It tasted like heaven and put me in a fabulous mood for the afternoon. When I had finished eating, I changed into my flat shoes, put on my white coat and grabbed my stethoscope and headed down to the emergency room. I went around, dealing with patients until my pager buzzed. I looked down and frowned, there had been a really bad crash and I needed to prepare for a possible surgery. I placed my pager in my coat pocket and headed to make sure that a theatre was free and then headed up to the entrance to wait for the arrival of the patient.

As the paramedics brought the patient in I quickly followed them towards the theatre, where i would be able to asses the patient. As we walked the head medic informed me of what had happened and that the patient would only need minor surgery on a broken leg. He could also have a possible concussion. Once we were finally in the operating room they got him settled while I began to fill in the paperwork. I glanced up and notice that the patient was no awake, looking very confused. I hadn't looked at his face yet so I was still unaware of who he was. ''How are you feeling, sir?'' I asked as I stepped closer. ''Can you remember what happened?'' I asked him, biting my lip softly ''Please tell me your full name and date of birth. Once I know you can remember all that I can tell you what's going to happen and the procedure can begin.'' I said, my eyes finally falling on the patients face. I froze, incredibly shocked at what I saw in front of me. Mat. My Mat. ''Oh my god.'' I said, fear filling my body. If it wasn't for the medics, Mat could have died. That thought made my heart ache in ways I never imagined.

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