To loving tension, no pension
To more than one dimension,
To starving for attention,
Hating convention, hating pretension,

Re-L's eyes opened in silent horror "AH TATTOO SKY ARE YOU FREAKING INSANE!?!" She yelped backing up slowly toward the door. 'Don't call my a damn pansy!' Her heart was pounding fast, one poke to the finger could get her queasy...but over a hundred would make her pass out. Kicking the ground with her toe, Re-L glanced up at Sky and smiled wanly at him, before her anger surged as the pervert tattoo artist made a comment about doing her. "What the fucking hell man, touch me and I'll kick your ass!" Re-L fumed but watched Sky come to the rescue. 'Yay for the safety of a 'older brother'!' But still felt the anxiety of having something pierce her flesh and letting ink permanently stain the pale skin she had worked hard to keep clean. Slipping even closer to the door, she eyed the walls of the tattoo parlor and whimpered. 'GAH GET ME OUT OF THIS DAMN PLACE!!!' She cried inwardly her hands fumbling to find her way out. Once getting the the door open she prepared to dash out leaving the sick smell of the place in her tracks.

To communicate,
To going against the grain,
Going insane,
Going mad

To loving tension, no pension
To more than one dimension,
To starving for attention,
Hating convention, hating pretension,

To communicate,
To going against the grain,
Going insane,
Going mad

To the woman
Who has come in
She is shaking
Her umbrella

And I look
The other way
As they are kissing
Their hellos

I feel insane every single time
I'm asked to compromise
Cause I'm afraid, I'm stuck in my ways
And that's the way you stay-ay-ay
So how long did I expect love to out weigh ignorance
Now that look on your face may force the scale to tip

Her face twisted in um-mistakable anger. "I'm not being an idiot, and I know what ever I get on my body is fucking permanent." She crossed her arms over her chest, glaring at the floor and kicking it with the toe of her shoe. 'He sounds like my mother,' Re-L sighed rubbing her eyes, "Right, forgiven but maybe I should just sit this out because obviously I can't think of anything good to put down on my skin." She wasn't meaning to sound bitchy, but it came out that way. She bit her lip till it almost bled, and then almost choked on air when he began talking about his ex-girlfriend. "Sophisticated? You? Is this the same Sky who swam bare-ass naked in front of me the day we met?" To show she was joking she smiled slyly, raising her eyebrows in a playful motion. "AH! I think I know what I want now!" A single picture stalled in her mind. Re-L wanted a rose, maybe curling up her leg, half wilted and clinging for it's life. Just as love had been for her in the past. "I know what I'm getting now, and no it's not initials, because god forbid anything happens between me and Col I sure as hell don't want to be getting it laser removed." Even the thought of something happened to hers and Col's relationship made her heart crack. 'Maybe it's time to lighten up the mood a bit.' Another idea suddenly dawned on her. "I think I know who will loose, but how about we have a contest about who screams in pain first? Wait...that sounds sadistic, never mind but who ever complains about the pain. They will then have to do anything the winner says for the next day or two." Re-L realized she was probably driving herself into a hell hole with no way out, but wanted to stand strong at said challenge, 'I might even win, who knows.' She highly doubted herself, but never really backed out of a challenge. She'd been hanging around the Black residence far to long to do anything close to backing out. "What 'cha think Sky? Up for the challenge?" She asked with a smile.

'Shit...didn't see those before...' Her left eye twitched, lips pursed, and almost immediately re-thinking her challenge. "Dammit," Re-L muttered softly before taking his hand and shaking it. There was no possible way she would win. Fidgeting was almost her middle name, the more she thought about it, she wasn't even sure what the hell her middle name was. "Looks like we should start this." In her mind a picture movie started rolling. The first vision to mind was doing Sky's laundry, and having him laugh at her disgusted and disgruntled face. 'His room probably looks like hell, or worse.' She cringed at the thought inwardly whining. Her logical thought was throwing a tantrum at her competitive spirit, and was swearing it's head off ignoring the calm side which was obviously being tuned out. "But if some freak accident happens, and I happen to win. You are my slave for the week." It wouldn't be that hard for Sky to take care of her shit. Being a slight clean freak, most things were cleaned up the moment they were set down. "Good luck." Re-L murmured lightly running a hand threw her hair.

I'm not insane, I'm not insane
I'm not insane, I'm not - not insane

I feel insane every single time
I'm asked to compromise
Cause I'm afraid, I'm stuck in my ways
And that's the way you stay-ay-ay
So how long did I expect love to out weigh ignorance
Now that look on your face may force the scale to tip

Re-L's eyes widened, It could only have been bad luck if he was calling. 'Or...is it? What if he really likes it? Holy shit what if he thinks I'm a slut?!' She pulled on the ends of her hair, biting down hard on her lip. "Um, no thanks." Her stomach knotted in nervous habbit. All she wanted to do was go home and collaps on the bed. Possibly wrapped in Colin's arms, and resting aginst his chest. Drifting into her own little world she began dreaming of sleeping for weeks. Quickly she drew hersefl back, staring at the cell phone in Sky's hand. "Wait...no let me talk to him please." If she told him now, and he was angry...she'd find some way to stay out a lot longer. Just to give him some time to cool off. Well if need be of course.

Maybe someday you'll look up,
And, barely conscious, you'll say to no one:
"Isn't something missing?"