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Post by SweetAsPoison on Jun 21, 2009 16:33:13 GMT -5
Character: Logan Damien Andrews
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Hair Colour: Blonde
Eye Colour: Bright Blue
Species: Werewolf
Best Friends: Maxwell Frances Drake
Logan can be very sarcastic at times he gets top marks in whatever subject he is in. He is very popular at school because he is head captain of his looks by the girls and the amount of sports he does with the guys. Most people don’t know that he can be very kind natured and also has a passion for animals even though animals fear him or despise him because of his scent. He is very rich and he is adopted even though his parents won’t admit it to him, he is also an only child, they have no idea why he wants to be in a public school… All will be found out.
Character: Scarlet Sophia Cross
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Hair Colour: Brown lightly streaked with flecks of gold
Eye Colour: Storm Grey
Species: Human
Best Friends: Simone Amber Fletcher
Scarlet has a very bad life constant abuse from both of her parents, she is an only child. The only way she can relieve her stress is by running. She is very sarcastic to those she doesn’t like she also isn’t a very trusting person, the only person she does trust is her best friend Simone and she would do anything to protect her. People don’t know the abuse she goes through apart from Simone and she intends to keep it that way, but can she?
Character: Simone Amber Fletcher
Gender: Female
Age: 15
Hair Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Light Brown with a hint or Red around the iris
Species: Witch
Best Friends: Scarlet Sophia Cross
Simone is a very protective person she protects those she loves and always tries and finds way for Scarlet to sleep round her house so she doesn’t have to face her parents. She has a kind heart but won’t let anything get in her way… Why are there two new Werewolves at her school? Will she give into to what they want? Will she be able to protect her friend?
Character: Maxwell Frances Andrews (Drake really but he is adopted)
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Hair Colour: Brownie/Black
Eye Colour: Very Dark Brown
Species: Werewolf
Best Friends: Logan Damien Andrews
Maxwell is a very sly person and knows how to make people tick, he can be a nice lad, if your mates with him. He was adopted also by the same parents Logan have. He wants so badly to be himself and let the werewolf inside him run free but deep down he knows it is a disaster because the werewolf secret could be revealed, Can he stop it?
Even though he is best friends with Logan he can’t help but be jealous over the authority Logan has, Can he dethrone him?
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Post by SweetAsPoison on Jun 21, 2009 16:35:00 GMT -5
Chapter 1
There we were me and Simone just sitting in Maths we both hate Maths with a passion. We sit at the back, Simone sits by the window and I sit next to her, next to me there are two spare seats, I don’t particularly like people sitting next to me because I prefer to be in my comfort zone with Simone. The teacher was talking something about algebra, I wasn’t really paying much attention I was caught up in my own thoughts about my parents.
Why do I have to have such nasty parents, which treat me like shit non-stop and think it’s funny to use me like a punch bag!? I could feel my anger starting to boil!
“Scarlet seeing as you aren’t paying any attention, maybe you could elaborate what I mean by X4 29=37, come to the front of the class and you can show the entire class” Miss. Jefferys smiled smugly at me thinking she would have the last laugh.
I pushed my chair back and walked to the front of the class I felt sick, I really didn’t want to do this I picked up one of the Smart Board pens, I could feel everyone burning a whole through my back I could see through my peripheral vision that Miss was grinning like a Cheshire cat. I sighed.
Don’t let them get to you, you are stronger than that. What did Miss say…
I was doing my hardest to think what I put in my text book, I always write down what she puts on the board it’s like I go on auto-pilot.
“Well?” I could hear the glee coming from her voice at seeing me suffer.
There was a knock at the classroom door, Mr. Stephens walked in.
“Do you reckon you could take these two lads in your set? They have just moved from America, California. They’re supposed to be in this set but I wasn’t sure if there was enough seats?” He smiled I could see how Miss was literally melting in Mr. Stephens gaze.
Eugh! It makes me feel sick just watching, GET A MOVE ON… Oh crap...
I looked to where me and Simon sit…
Why!? Does the place where I sit have to be the only two seats available!? Arghhhh….
Maybe because your so self-conscious with a low self-esteem?
Shut up! Stay out my head.
Nope I’m the only thing keeping you sane and you know it.
Yeah whatever you say ‘conscience’.
“Of course I can, you know me looking after students and all, making the feel welcome” She gave a sickly smile that just made me want to puke.
You’d think Mr. Stephens would let us see who it is wouldn’t you but no he has to be so mysterious that he captures Miss’s mind. Eugh!
gHe still had that grin but now you could see the twinkle in his eyes… You could see he didn’t like her, he just wanted another shag like Miss. Hurley.
“Well here you go then, I’ll let them introduce themselves.” Mr. Stephens said.
The two lads walked in and smiled at the teacher, thinking she was nice which of course was not true they’d soon find out. The door shut as Mr. Stephens left.
“Sit down at the back next to Scarlet understood?” She gave that harsh tone she usually has on.
They nodded, shocked at the sudden change in her emotion. One of them, the tallest out of them had blonde hair and bright blue eyes which were so… Intense, he had quite a good build that was clearly showing from his shirt he was wearing. The second guy had black hair with a slight tint of brown, he also had dark brown eyes, he was fairly built as well but not as good of the other guy. They both sat down, the blonde haired guy sat next to me while his friend sat next to him at the end of the row.
“This is Scarlet as everyone knows” I couldn’t help but getting the urge to smack her across the face the way she said that, it made me angry, the harshness what is up with that? “She will be showing us what X4 29=37 means” She grinned at me thinking I didn’t know the answer but actually by time she was mesmerized over Mr. Stephens ‘godly’ body, I kind of remembered what I put in my book so it should be near enough right.
“You will also explain to the class how you go through it” Her grin got even wider.
“Stupid bitch, should of showed everyone already” I muttered under my breath, just enough so it sounded like a long sigh.
I could hear the two lads snicker at the back of the class. What the fuck? How can Miss not hear it and they can at the BACK! Oh crap.
I was waiting for Miss to have a go at me but she didn’t, she continued to stare at me and occasionally look at the class to see their expressions.
Then I gave sigh. I looked at the board and wrote down X4 29=38.
“You subtract 29 from 38 and you end up with 8, so you go through your 4 times table and see what equals 8 which is 2 multiplied by 4 so X=4” I wrote what I was saying on the board as I was going along, I turned to Miss, her expression was venomous. I just grinned and gave her the pen, I turned round to see my fellow class mates smiling at me, I walked to my seat and squeezed past the two lads chairs to see Simone glaring at the two lads, for some reason.
I gave Simone the question look in my eyes but just she shook her head and started to pay attention to the class.
That was weird she never does that, maybe she wants to talk about it later.
I nodded to myself, trying to convince myself that’s what she wanted to do.
“Hey there, my names Logan Damien Andrews and this is my brother Maxwell Frances Andrews” He gave me a genuine smile, or that is what I thought, and he then offered me his hand, I stared at him then to his hand for a moment.
What’s the harm? So what if they sound posh and they could be snobs…
I shook his hand, “Scarlet Sophia Cross” I gave him a fake smile and averted my eyes to the front.
“Hey! Erm… Scarlet please call me Max” He smiled at me, I just nodded.
They seem nice… But still they could be pricks… There is only one person that gets to say my nickname and that is Simone!
I sighed and banged my head on the table lightly. Why me? Why Maths? Please someone get me out of here!
“She is a bitch isn’t she?” Logan murmured to me.
“Who? Me or Simone?” I looked alarmed. No one calls my friend a bitch!
“Nah nah, Miss…. Jefferys so that’s the girls name who sits next to you?” I nodded eyeing him up.
Okay.. So maybe they are rich… But oh my gosh! They are so hot! I think Logan looks better than Max, but hey beggars can’t be choosers!
I grinned to myself then looked at Simone, she turned to Logan and Max only to be giving them death glares.
“Leave her alone, UNDERSTAND? She is my friend! And I am looking after her! Understand she is my territory!” Simone snarled angrily.
I stared at her shocked about how she was treating them but hey, I might not be trusting but I still don’t treat new people like that. Something has definitely got under her skin and I am going to find out even if I die trying…
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Post by SweetAsPoison on Jun 21, 2009 16:40:25 GMT -5
For the entire day at school I had been worrying on what Simone was thinking and why she reacted so bad to Logan and Max, I felt like I was driving myself insane.
I quickly hurried up to my last lesson of the day it was English I loved English, sometimes when we were writing some stories I could let some of my anger out, it made me feel better about myself, but then again it was only fiction stories, no way on Earth would I write a autobiography about my life I would rather keep it to myself.
I opened the door and walked in most people were at their seats mine was right at the back of the room usually no one would sit near me but today Logan was in the seat next to me, maybe he figured I sit at the back for every lesson I have, I let out a sigh.
Might as well do some digging maybe 20 question game so I get a round about idea of him? But it seem so… childish if that even makes sense.
Ha! I felt like James Bond to be honest, I walked to the row of tables and moved past easily but, when it got to Logan’s chair it was pushed out quite a lot so I had to say something… I guess, myba he wanted me to say something?.
“Logan?” He turned and looked at me, he realised how far his chair was and pulled his chair in so I could get through.
“Sorry Scarlet I didn’t see you there sorry” He looked really uncomfortable, I couldn’t help but giggle a bit, when I started giggling he frowned and started to pout his mouth a bit which just seemed to make me laugh even harder I was basically wiping tears from my eyes.
Yeah I know what you’ are thinking, Can’t be that funny? Well trust me it is when and extremely hot guy is giving you apologies for not pushing his chair in then starting pouting which made him look really cute you would laugh, Especially a normal looking girl like myself.
I smiled and regained my posture and quickly sat down in my seat, he gave me the questioning look in his eyes, I just grinned and rolled my eyes, he snorted.
What the fuck? He some frigging pig eh?
But of course I would never say that out loud it’s rude and not just that I just did laugh in his face, I started to feel a bit guilty. The teacher was babbling on about something I wasn’t paying attention because I already knew what we had to do I always studied hard for English and always knew what was coming next, we were doing a play on Much Ado About Nothing by William Shakespeare I loved his style of writing and how he set the entire play out, it was amazing. After the teacher stopped talking and asked us to draw out the characters on how you think they would look in the 20th century.
“ Hey Logan? Want to play a game?”
Wow, that sounds so corny.
“Erm… Sure what kind of game?” He tried not to grin having no clue what I was talking about.
“20 question game I ask you 20 questions you answer them then you get to ask me 20 questions, okay?” I gave him a smile which he couldn’t refuse.
“Sure, go ahead”
“What’s your favourite colour?”
“Blue” His eyes started to light up as I started to ask questions.
“What’s your favourite animal?”
“Wolf” With that he gave me mischievous grin and his eyes seemed to sparkle.
“What’s your favourite band or singer?”
“Linkin Park at the moment it always changes”
“What is the best movie you have ever seen?”
“I’d have to say… Hancock just the way his character and I think the best bit was where Hancock has those pans was about to smash them in the girls face to see if she had super powers.” He smiled fondly at that.
“Are you really Max’s brother? You two look nothing alike…” I hesitated a bit on this question but I needed to ask, I had to find something out about them that meant something.
“Well…” He paused awhile not sure how to answer to this question, he seemed to be having great difficulty not sure whether he should trust me, he let out a long sigh before answering. “No we aren’t we are fostered, when we were in the foster home we made a pledge to each other that we would go to the same family, we are that close you could mistake us as brothers, and I also see him as my brother no matter what anyone says”
“Oh… I never knew that… Well let’s get off that topic it‘s a bit depressing and I won‘t bother you about it I promise” I smiled at him, I felt a bit sorry for him for having to live in a foster home loads of questions were starting to arise in my head, is it better to be in a foster home if your parents abuse you? Do the people in the foster home abuse you? Do they even try to find nice parents or do they just chuck to the nearest people coming?
Maybe I could trust him? No one wanted him, like no one wants me… We could get to know each other a lot better and maybe I could stop the conflict between them and Simone.
“Where do you live?”
“Kingsdown Hay you should visit sometime you can bring Simone if you want” He gave me a sly wink, I wasn’t sure how to react to this and started blushing which made him chuckle.
“Erm… I’ll think about it thanks for the offer though”
“What’s your favourite subject?”
“Art with out a doubt” I smiled at that my 2 favourite subjects were Art and English I guess in both you can let your emotions out on paper
“What GCSE’s have you chosen?”
“Art, P.E., Media and Music”
Our school was a media based school so it was compulsory to take Media whether you liked it or not.
“What do you aspire to be?”
“Anthropologist”
“Wow, big word, I know what it is, I used to want to do that until I suddenly changed my mind and wanted to be a police woman”
“Very nice, you’ll get some handcuffs also with the job I presume” He winked at me, I could help but blush my face looked like beat root.
“What’s your favourite author?” I said a bit more quietly.
“Stephenie Meyer” I nodded in approval she did the sequel Twilight and the stand-alone book The Host I read all of her books, I’m a little book worm.
“What’s your favourite actor or actress?”
“Will Smith he is the best black actor I think he has a awesome looking wife and a cute kid, I love his songs and all the movies he is in”
“Can you sing?”
“I try”
“Can you play an instrument?” I started to rush the question seeming as we didn’t have a lot of time till the end of the lesson, lessons were only 1 hour long and we haven’t done any work, Maybe I could catch up…
“Yes, I play the drums”
“How old are you?”
“15”
“When’s your birthday?”
“16th of September 1993”
“Do you have any pets?“
“No”
“You smoke?”
“No I hate smoking and think it is silly to smoke”
“Do you drink alcohol?”
“Sometimes depends on the occasion”
“Pepsi or coke?”
“Dr. Pepper I think”
“Dr. Pepper? I said Pepsi or Coke”
“And I said Dr. Pepper”
I sighed giving in, it was pointless at least I got a drink out of him.
“Can I have your number? Pretty please” I pulled my innocent look were I would make the puppy dog face, it always gets people to cave in.
“Sure” He scribbled his number on a piece of paper he ripped out of his book and handed it to me, I put into my blazer’s inside pocket.
“And what about you with all those questions?”
“Blue, Wolf, Blink 182, Blood and Chocolate, I’m an only child my brother died in a car accident along with my mum, I’d rather not say where I live thank you very much privacy and all, English, For GCSE I took Art, R.E., Music and Media, Policewoman as I said already but I would like to work with the canines, if not a writer, Kelley Armstrong, Kyle Schmid, I like to think I can sing, I play the guitar, I’m 14, 26th of August 1994, No I don’t have any pets but I would like to own a dog someday, I don’t smoke I hate the smell of it, it makes me want to be sick, and no I have never had any alcohol in my life and I never plan on doing so, PEPSI!, and I have your number so I’ll text you so you can get my number” I smiled at him I kept on watching his eyes the entire time it went from happiness to sadness but when I mentioned the actors name I swear there was a hint of jealousy. Maybe he has heard of Kyle Schmid? Well he is an absolute sexy beast so who wouldn’t?
I started to sketch out quick drawings of Beatrice and Benedick having an argument, I’m going to take my book home so I can finish it at Simone’s house. I went outside the school gates and waited for Simone to turn up, I turned around to face the school to keep an eye on who was leaving the school, I saw Logan come out of the building, shortly after Max, they seemed to be talking the entire time Logan was smiling, Max frowned and said something which made Logan frown, starting to talk faster Max was laughing his head off, I smiled at that, they really are close.
Simone came out of a building north of me, she walked near the guys glaring nastily, they started to walk towards her, she stopped and started shouting something at them, by the time I approached they were all shouting I felt like my ear drums was about to burst, looked at Simone with a questioning look, she pushed me out of the way roughly making me collide into Logan.
“Don’t come to my house tonight”
She ran of in a hurry.
What was that all about?” I faced the guys.
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Post by silent.lullaby on Jun 30, 2009 23:05:37 GMT -5
Kyle Schmid ish a sexy beast. Lmfao, very nice Just when I didn't think there would be a boy out there to admit he likes Stephanie Meyer lol. Very cute story, can't wait to see whats next!
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NEON neko
Junior Writer
"All religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, greed, imagination, and poetry."
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Post by NEON neko on Jul 24, 2009 18:12:36 GMT -5
I... really like it! Like, a lot! Can you please update? Please, please, PLEASE!!! >< Oh, and is Kyle Schmid really that hot? I'll google him then. ^^
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Post by SweetAsPoison on Jan 5, 2010 16:14:19 GMT -5
Chapter 3 Logan gently put his hand on my shoulder and looked me in the eye. “Don’t worry about Simone not liking us, you go on ahead and catch up with her okay?” His voice sounded soft, I could listen to his voice every day.. Bad thought.. Ewwh I so cannot believe I just said that… But he is very sexy mind you… Nope! Bad thoughts stay out of my head! I Banish thee to oblivion! Okay, that’s it I am officially weird, I’m loosing the strength to live, wait scrap that. “Scar?” He looked confused at me for a few minutes. “Are you okay? You zoned out.” “I’m fine, I do that quite a lot so you’ll have to get used to it!” I gave him a rueful grin and ran off weaving through all the different students, once I was out the gates I started to head towards Simone’s place. ************************* Simone’s POV. How could I let this happen? Maybe they don’t know yet. Maybe they can’t tell. I had just arrived at my front door, I pulled my rucksack off my back and started to rummage around for my front keys. Come on, come on. GOT THEM! My hands were trembling as I put the key into the lock, I twisted it and opened the door, I ran straight up the stairs and went straight into my room, I flung my keys onto my desk and threw my rucksack in the middle of the floor. I reached under my bed and looked for my knapsack, I pulled out a few grimories and looks at the notes I had made, I flicked to the back of the notes and peered at them nervous biting my lower lip. The girl with the heart of an angel, The one that can make most men melt at her knees, The one with the courage of a lion, The one with the eyes of a storm, The crackling of the thunder, The hurling waves sent by Neptune himself, The blue moon which awakens her. I shuddered; and not from the cold. I looked down at the first note again, this was the first ever vision from one of the elders, but it isn’t the most precise, but I’ll need every little bit of evidence I can get to prove she isn’t the one which will bring everyone together. I’m not a mean person but the challenges she’ll have to go through, just to prove herself worthy, it isn’t worth it. I flipped the page of my *Grimorie, the pages were old and dusty, this book is filled with magic and linked with many other books like this over the world, when the first elder begins to write in his, the text appears in here also. Must suck for him if he isn’t good at Grammar. The strength of a bear, The fear of a wolverine, The cunning of a fox, With the guidance of a Raven, And the will of a wolf, A little tinkle of a blue moon, Shall they become one. So far Scarlet: is not strong at all; she is too small to be scary; she is the most innocent person you can ever meet; I haven’t seen any ravens; the blue moon isn’t for another two months; and I guess we have our little wolf friend… I flicked over the page to the most precise vision of them all, my stomach started to swirl, and I could feel the bile at the back of my throat, I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths. The eyes of the deep blue sea, The dark green forests which surround our Castles, And the dark rich steel which remain in our swords, The eyes so big; one cannot escape, So big that people plummet within their grasp, The capture you and memorize you, You bow down to her will without a second thought. The deep rich curls which frame her face, Swirling and curling down her back, The oh so rich scent of Earth which comes from her. Her mind develops and adapts, Just like many of her kind, But this one is special, Can others be turned? Oh no they can’t. Nobody knows why, and nobody knows how, But this special girl shall bring peace between the two races, For many centuries shall her essence live on, Showing us how we should be. But there are more of her, The soul mate principle maybe be coming back, But how can old magic return? With an Old Soul.
I closed my Grimorie, I sighed and ruffled a hand through my hair, shaking it a bit loose. I thumped the top of the Grimorie, letting out a slight growl of frustration. I stopped and burst out laughing. Going to be thinking I am some Werewolf now though, aren’t they? I placed the Grimorie back under my bed and pushed my bag over it, hiding it from view. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Grimories /Grimore - Is a book/s of spells of prophecies. Bit shabby on Poems so let me know what you think and what I can improve on to make everything better (: xxx
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