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Post by markus aleksi of finland on Jul 25, 2012 23:45:20 GMT -5
s h o u ld i g i v e u p o r s h o u l d i just keep chasing pavements even though it
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g79/Juliart/background_black.jpg');,true][cs=2] L E A D S T O N O W H E R E | | [atrb=width,240] Vineheart events weren’t Markus’ usual scene. At all. In fact, he usually strayed away from any large social event, since it meant being completely surrounded by the entire student population, most of which he absolutely loathed to pieces. With his classic scowl donning his face, he strode onto the familiar front lawn which at the moment looked, well, not so familiar. In the now fading light, the sky was lit up with the life surrounding a carnival. The smell of popcorn and cotton candy filled the air and mixed with the sounds of laugher and classic carnival music effortlessly. Yes, Vineheart was having a carnival. Normally, Markus would have scoffed at this event, and never dared to show his face, but he wasn’t in the mood for sitting around his dorm tonight. He has just had a particularly frustrating conversation with his parents, and he needed to let off some steam. At least at a carnival there might be some first years to push over. Or at least steal their popcorn.
So, there he was, among the flashing lights of the rides and the laughing royal couples, all alone. Yes, it was his choice to stay that way. Even if he had relationships in the past, none of them had mattered except one. He knew he could get with practically any girl at Vineheart, and had with a lot of them, but none of them had ever held his interest for long. Something always went wrong, or his attention wandered, or, let’s face it, they just couldn’t handle his frighteningly difficult personality. But, he didn’t hold it against them. In fact, he more quickly forgot about them than anything else. With these thoughts circling his mind, he spotted a bench in a rather dark corner behind the fun house, and took a seat, stretching out a bit so he could stare up at the stars above him. Maybe if he was lucky, he could drown the world out for a while and just sit there and stare, and get lost in the night sky. | [atrb=width,100]words ,344 words outfit ,click menotes ,mehh its short, but its finally up xD can't wait to see where this goes! |
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Post by katerina sofia nikolova on Aug 12, 2012 23:33:48 GMT -5
 -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- She had spent a good amount of time with Aurelia, but there were messages from her parents waiting so she had decided to excuse herself for a bit, promising her best friend she’d return soon. Lately she had felt like her parents were keeping something from her, she really hadn’t heard anything about all those doctor appointments her father had, and it worried her a little. She obviously wouldn’t be able to call right now given that it was probably very early in Bulgaria right now, but she’d at least feel better texting her parents to let them know she had gotten all their texts. As she walked towards the quieter corners of the school, her mind began to wander. She had been having issues dealing with her stupid actions in the past few weeks, normally she had a better head on her shoulders. Ever since the disaster of a relationship she had with Markus she had been more careful. But still she knew that she shouldn’t have kissed Derek, even if she had been drunk. But still the kiss was always on her mind, and no one knew about it, she hadn’t even had the guts to tell her best friend. It was embarrassing to admit that she had done something so stupid.
She wasn’t even sure why she had done it, sure she flirted and hooked up with cute guys, she hadn’t had a serious relationship since Markus. It had been her own fault there, she thought she could change him, she had naively thought that sleeping with him would help, but boy had she been wrong. And that’s how she ended up being such a huge flirt, and even somewhat detached when it came to sex. But now, the feelings she was developing for her teacher were very dangerous. Not just because he probably didn’t feel the same way, but because it could lead to problems. Frustrated with herself she pushed all the thoughts away, locking them away to be thought of during vacation. She was going back home in two days, and she would be free for two weeks and then she wouldn’t have to face Derek at all. Sure she had been having issues with math, but she honestly preferred to fail than having to face him after what she had done. She unconsciously reached the bench, unaware that there was someone else there as she typed out the message to her mother, letting her know she’d be calling them later. Just as she hit send, she realized that there was someone else on the bench and she looked over to see the last person she had hoped to see. It was like someone had lit a fire under her and she stood up as quickly as she had sat down, unsure if it would be stupid of her to just run. She hadn’t talked to Markus since their break up, she had promised herself she’d avoid him like hell fire, yet there he was.
“Your highness” she said, unsure if she should refer to him as Markus or not.
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