I [can't] help you fix {youself} OPEN

[Aradia Evans]

Aradia sat down onto one of the park benches and looked up at the sky. It seemed to be on the verge of raining, maybe even stormy. She shrugged and picked up her bag rummaging through it for her book. Finally, after a good three minutes of looking around in the bottomless pit, she found it. She smiled and opened the book about halfway through, where she had stopped last night.

The book Ari happened to be reading was Blue Bloods, which was in the vampire category. She was reading it over again so she was pretty much just skimming through it, re-reading what she didn't remember. She had already burned through all the books she brought with her on tour and still hadn't gotten around to buying any more.

After reading for a good five minutes, Aradia felt a drop of rain hit her head. great she thought to herself, putting away her book reluctantly. She stood up and went to hide under leafy tree, which seemed to keep her from getting too wet. She had walked all they way out to the park, which wasn't all that close to the caravan at the time. Ari sat down with a plunk next to the trunk of the tree, propping her head up on her hand, her elbow on her knee.

[caine taylor]

Bored out of his mind and looking for something to strike his interests, Caine Taylor walked the grounds of the Parks, his head begging for something to keep him entertained. He had tried Guitar Hero, painting, and even bugging Cosmo, but nothing worked. [well, bugging Cosmo would have worked, but Cosmo scared the living shit out of Caine when he told him off for doing so -.-] All of his bandmates were having a rain day, which meant none of them were leaving the vicinities of the caravan. Caine couldn't jive with that manuver; rain or no, he had to get out and breathe.

Besides, he didn't mind rain, and enjoyed it as a matter-of-factly. It washed the Earth and cleansed things; it was a form of purity.

Feeling the rain's intensity pick up, Caine began to run through the walking paths of the park, startling a few people whom trudged along with umbrellas and sweatshirts in tow. Caine was only clad in a pair of tight-fitting black jeans and a t-shirt, clad with his bandmates' autographs on it, just like the ones they sold at their concerts and whatnot. His hair, now seeming even more dark from the wet dew of the raindrops, clung flat to his head, almost spiked flat; his bangs clung to his forehead.

He smiled and laughed to himself, loving the feel of the rain against his skin. A bit of thunder rumbled through the skies above him. Was there a storm abrew? Caine raised his brow, now wanting to slow it down a notch a find a place for cover. Coming to a pace of walking once more, he laid eyes upon a ridiculously leafy tree, which was obviously calling his name. He ran over to the tree, ducking underneath of it, his breathing a bit uneven from his frollicking. He sighed and shook his hair, mimicking that of a dog, and smiled. Caine then saw something move out of the corner of his eye, which caused him to jump a bit.

He found himself sharing the tree of hiding with a girl, who he just happened to shake water all over from his little hair flip-out. Caine's jaw dropped as he laughed a bit. "I am so sorry...", he said, running a hand through his hair, keeping his bangs from his eyes. "Er - if I had a towel, I'd lend you one, but I'm roughin' it, so -"

He smiled, and crossed his arms to his chest, looking out into the skies through the leaves. "What a strange place to run into someone, eh? During a mini-storm, nonetheless..."

[Aradia Evans]

Ari, before getting a shower from Caine had zoned out. She jumped up as the water his her body, even though she was already pretty wet. Aradia looked up, eyes wide from the jolt. She blinked and him. "That's alright, I'm already pretty wet." she answered, shrugging and holding up some of her white-blonde hair, which looked more dirty blonde at the moment. She rubbed the extra water off of her black skinny jeans and bright neon green t-shirt with the word 'toxic' written all over it with black sharpie.

Ari watched as he crossed his arms, patting the ground next to her. "Pull up a piece a dirt, doesn't look like it's gonna clear up soon." she said nicely before smiling herself. "Ya, I came out here to read, but it looks like I'll just be sitting around until the rain lets up." she replied, leaning back against the tree quietly. After a little she turned to him. "My names Aradia. Aradia Evans" she said, holding out a hand for him to shake. "But you can call me Ari if you want to, everyone does." she added, rolling her eyes.

It wasn't that she didn't like the name Ari. No, that was fine. It was just the fact that it was what her mom had always called her. She loved the name, but after hearing it so often, and on those days she forgot her meds, it always seemed to pick open old wounds. Thankfully, today she was in a great mood. Her heavily lined gray-blue eyes turned over to Caine again. "Are you in on Euphoria?"

[caine taylor]

The wettened girl looked up at him, her eyes widened. Expecting a pissed remark, he was inwardly shocked that she was actually, well, content. He smiled slightly as she shrugged, getting some of the excess water off of her attire. As she did this, he took notice to her wardrobe and nodded, referencing towards it. "Like the 'robe - you make that shirt yourself, or?"

Aradia patted the ground next to her. "Pull up a piece a dirt, doesn't look like it's gonna clear up soon." She had a nice tone to her voice, and her smile was bright enough to practically make the rain hault to a drizzle - well, momentarily, that is. Caine took the offer, agreeing with the girl, and took the piece of dirt beside her, sighing as he sat down. Ah, to set toosh on dry land. "Ya, I came out here to read, but it looks like I'll just be sitting around until the rain lets up." Aradia leaned back against the tree in a quiet manner, showing a ray of disappointment at the ruined opprotunity. "Oh - thaaat sucks. 'Sorry- but hey, at least you had good intentions. Reading keeps the mind fresh, and at ease." Caine was a goober for saying this, though, as he had hardly read anything as of late... yeah, for now, his mind was blah.

"My names Aradia. Aradia Evans" Caine put his eyes back on the girl from previously looking at the sky. Her hand was held out to him, as if it was an offering for a formal shake. "But you can call me Ari if you want to, everyone does." Caine laughed lightly as he seen her eyes roll, taking up on her offered hand, grasping it firmly, but in a gentle manner. "'Pleasure to meet you, Aradia Evans. As far as I know, they call me Caine Taylor, but... unfortunately, I have no nickernames." He pouted playfully. He did have Spade as a nickname, but - only his bandmates and a select few people called him that, so, he figured Caine would be more suiting. "So - do you like your full name, or nickname better? Just curious... cause, by the roll of your eyes...you seemed to be loathing it. Majorly."

"Are you in on Euphoria?" Caine looked into the girls eyes and nodded, resembling that of an amused five year old with a hyper phase. "Yep yep, that I am, m'dear... the bass is my lover. And yourself?"

[[---sorry it took so dang longg -.-

[Aradia Evans]

Aradia smiled again as she replied, "Yeah, my friends from the band and I were bored one day so we came up with the great Idea of writing over everone's shirts with sharpies." She thought about that memory for a second. It had been so much fun. Aradia had been missing her mom, per usual, and Vanessa had come up with the idea.

She rolled her eyes again, a playful grin on her lips. "If you want to put it that way. It doesn't keep the mind fresh if I've read it a couple times though." she explained. As she listened to Caine she shook her head, sending little droplets of water everywhere. "No no. I like it. It's just like, when I say everybody, I mean like the entire fanbase. It's more of a nickname for people I've met personally, ya know?" she replied, trying to explain. "Ah, well as far as you know. Fans come up with the weirdest nicknames. That and the anti-fans."

"I am, It's Raining In London is the band, and I play rhythm guitar." she answered. "What band are you in?" Aradia asked him, looking up at him again. She couldn't really guess which band he was from, as he looked like many of the people on tour. All she could figure was that he wasn't from her band.

[caine taylor]

"Yeah, my friends from the band and I were bored one day so we came up with the great Idea of writing over everone's shirts with sharpies." Caine admired the girl as she spoke, noticing how she seemed to take a moment to reflect back on the memory that Caine had unknowingly brought up. "Well, kudos to you and yours - that shirt is quite awesome. Hmm - perhaps, if I grow on you some, you could design me one?" Caine laughed playfully and pouted at the girl. He really did dig her shirt, though - he'd rock a shirt like that, if designed for him. Heck, perhaps he could whore their designs for them and get people interested?

"If you want to put it that way. It doesn't keep the mind fresh if I've read it a couple times though." The grin that adjusted itself upon her lips was quite funny, as was her reply. Caine raised his brow, shaking his head slowly. "Ahhh - you may just have a point there, BUT - it's better than doing nothing with the mind... or, smoking pot." Random, but oh-so true. Caine winked and smiled a cheesy smile. "No no. I like it. It's just like, when I say everybody, I mean like the entire fanbase. It's more of a nickname for people I've met personally, ya know?"/// "Ah, well as far as you know. Fans come up with the weirdest nicknames. That and the anti-fans."

Caine shook his head in agreement. Oh yeah - the fans and their habits. He understood the girl completely. Ah, Caine's hater-names... he had a few, actually. But, he decided to keep them under wraps, for now. "Believe it or not, I love my haters. They keep me going, and inspire me everyday - it's like, fuck them, y'know? Out to bring you down, when really - all they do is lift me up. In their face..." Caine smiled again, closing his eyes.

Aradia then said she was from Its Raining In London, and she was rocker of the rhythm guitar. Caine let his jaw drop ajar, nodding slowly as her image came into mind. She was beginning to ring a bell. "Yeah - I gotcha, I gotcha. I'm from The Plastic Flowers - and, naturally, I sex up the bass." Caine held a thumb's up to Aradia, giving her another cheesy smile.

He began to remember where he suddenly remembered this girl and her band- Vanessa was in Aradia's band, as was Wynter. Wow - he sure was becoming aquainted with the all-girl band in Euphoria. Oh well - he didn't care. All of the boys were getting on his nerves, naturally, and a little estrogen never hurts anyone.
"What books do you like to read? I like to read, but myself - I am a movie mogul."

[Aradia Evans]

Aradia smiled at the boy, he was kinda cute. "Well I s'pose I may. I have nothing else to do except get sugar highs off of energy drinks." she shrugged her small shoulders and shook out her wet hair. "Well I should be happy I didn't do anything to it this morning." she joked, tugging her matted hair behind her ears so it wasn't all over her face. She blushed at his nect comment. "Well I don't smoke anything, alcohol is my poison of choice. What about you?" she asked him, hoping that he didn't smoke like crazy. She had a thing with people who smoked, she always had. At least when she realized her dads smoking habits werern't good for her. Aradia jokingly help up her thumb to it a cheesy thumbs up in reply to his.

Aradia smiled and nodded her head as he talked about the haters. "Yeah yeah." she agreed with him. "It's that whole 'keep talking about me you're making me famous thing." she added, nodding her head again. "I don't have many haters. I lie fairly low in popularity in our band if ya know what I mean." Ari shrugged again. "Like, mostly it's the lead singers who get the attention, then the bassist." Her face rose in surprise at his next comment. "Sex up the bass?" she smiled and laughed gently. "Mabye if you try really really hard." Aradia joked at him. "Sexing up the bass fun?" she asked him curiously. She had never even attempted bass. All she knew how to do was play rhythm guitar and sing. A clap of thunder came out fromt the distance making Ari jump.

Ari shrugged again for probably the tenth time in the past ten minutes. "Eh, lots of romantic stuff. I have to say I am addicted to the Twilight books. Couldn't have kept my sanity on this tour without them." Ari blushed, a little embarassed to have been caught reading such tales. "I am a slight romantic myself, so it's nice to read those types of things, though they can be a tad bit depressing."