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posted by HarryPLover
We were walking through the mall almost about maybe, 20 feet from the door. He hadn't dicho a word to me since the whole Jose thing half an hora ago. Matthew was purposely walking behind me, though only a few feet away, still I wanted him at my side. I stopped and looked back at him. He was stopped his walk with his head down. I walked over to the side of him. I reached for his hand that was poking out if his pocket. Then he did the most crazy thing I think Ive ever seen. He actually stepped back so i wouldn't touch him. He seemed to think it was funny, o maybe it was my startled face that gave him that little snicker he thought I couldn't here.
I followed his step and reached out to grab his hair this time, again he moved, but this time it was a step forward. I heard him laugh again. This time he did it loud enough to where I could hear. I walked to the side of him, but he knew I was already reaching for him por the time I got there so he moved a step back. Grr. It was frustrating now, but I couldn't deny it....it was pretty fun. This whole back and forth thing went on for another 3 rounds until I just could not take it anymore.
"Matty." Yes, I pulled out the perrito, cachorro dog eyes and the whiny girl voice. It was ridiculous that it had to come to that but he knew just as much as I did, he could not resist the voice. Especially because I called him Matty. I was the only and i mean only one who was allowed to call him this. So when I dicho it, it made it special. In this case, it helped me win.
For the first time since the ice rink he looked at me. He had that vulnerable look. Matthew just could not stay mad at me.
I went up to him. Slowly, I tucked some of his behind his ear.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know what I was thinking, and he was being a total jerk..." i was starting to babble when he hushed me with a quick kiss.
"It's okay love. That wasn't your fault."
"But It seems like it!" I tried to not be whiny.
"Listen. I'm sorry If I made tu feel like it was all your fault.... i amor you."
I really did feel my corazón melt.
"No, I amor you." I saw him smile for the first in an hour; though it seemed like forever to me.
"Happy Anniversary love." Eyes just glittered like the ocean and his voice flowed like the waves. I kissed him sweetly. Then he reached out for my hand this time and kissed it. We walked out of the mall like nothing had ever happened.
Matthew opened my car door for me and insisted that he close it. Got in. Started the car and drove off into what happened to be early evening sunset. We pulled up to his house and saw that his brother had company over. When we walked in we saw them snuggled up on the sofá so we just went upstairs. We walked into Matt's room. It was fairly clean. And fairly clean to Matthew was like Mr.Clean clean to everybody else. Matthew just was not a messy person. His cama was made to where tu could do that thing where tu would bounce a coin on the cama and it bounce back. His clothes were all folded and almost everything was in order. It is almost impossible to find a clean calcetín in a teenager's room let alone a whole closet. He just was not normal....but...I think that is what I amor most about him.
I went and sat on his perfectly neat bed. He took over his chaqueta and hung it in his closet. I saw him look at his stereo. Then I saw his smile.
"You wanna dance?" I heard the hope in his voice but i also heard the scare.
"Dance??? Like slow dance?"
"Yeah. tu know how to don't you?"
I felt my self blush.
"No...."
"Well, I can teach then, if tu want.?"
"Umm..Okay." I was nervous that I would hurt him in my attempt to actually dance with him. he started the slow song. He didn't put it very loud so I couldn't hear what the actual song was. For segundo it seemed like he floated towards me, he took my hand and grabbed my waist. I guess he was a little nervous too because his pulse gave him away. He took a deep breath.
"Umm Jaz, tu gotta move."
I had forgotten that we were dancing when I looked into his eyes. They seemed to be glittering with happiness. I felt like such a dork.
I finally started moving with him.
"Ouch." First time I stepped on his foot.
"Ah,I'm sorry."
"Its okay. i prepared for a few of those." That made me feel worse because he even knew I was gonna suck at dancing.
I stepped on his toes a few más times and then I finally got the hang of it. Slowly I started to float around just as he did. It was quite beautiful. I rested my head on his shoulder and began to close my eyes. It definitely felt like a dream but I knew he was too real to be a dream. Our amor was too real.
posted by para-scence
"No! I don't want to go!" I shrieked. My whole world was crumbling down. This couldn't be happening. I found a place where I was loved and accepted, and now I was being kicked out?

What would happen when I got home? Mother and Father would either neglect me más than ever, o beat me to death for "jeopardizing the family name" por running away. The thought was stupid, but I'm pretty sure that's what would happen.

"Cosette, you've been so depressed ever since Asteria left," Grandma said. "You need to go home. It's what's best for you."

"No, it's not!" I shouted. Tears were pouring down my cheeks....
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posted by para-scence
"...So there's no way you're taking Cosette inicial if she doesn't want to!" Echo shouted across the kitchen. She's been ranting for about ten minutos straight. It even frightened me. Asteria seemed surprised, but calm. That scared me too. Was she so certain I was coming inicial no matter what? Echo paused for a couple moments, trying to regain her breath. She looked at me. "You... aren't leaving, are you?" I looked at Asteria, and sighed.

"No," I dicho firmly. Asteria's eyes saddened a little bit.

"Please?" she whispered. My corazón ached at her sadness. I was stuck between her, and my life here. But...
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posted by HouseMindFreak
*NOTE* I had to change the town of Cayden's and BJ's town. Las Vegas, NM is too far away from Big Spring, TX and it didn't fit with the storyline.
It's now Carlsbad, NM.





Chapter 22


Bone walked into the police station of a small town on the border of Texas and New Mexico. He had become what he feared most…a monster. And now he was hunting down the only person that was a threat to him. He was naked except for his deer skin pants and lobo pelt around his shoulders. His hair had become thick and shaggy; everywhere he went now people feared him.
You should fear me...
A young deputy greeted him, “Need...
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posted by para-scence
Ace was still at my house a week later. I'd managed to get no information from anyone on when Echo was coming back. It couldn't be much longer, right? She had to come back sometime. I began to worry. They were bound to find out why she cut herself. What would happen when she got back? Would they take her and Ace away? Would I ever see her again?

I became very lonely.

I ate lunch alone. I went inicial alone. I did everything alone at school. I had no other friends at school; not that I was complaining. I didn't really want any other friends. Echo was the greatest friend I could ever ask for. It'd...
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posted by r260897
That big mansion continued to bother Zean. But he knew it very well how to hide it from others. “ one two three four one two three” shouted “ Bang Zhang” “ oh oh it’s the time when I look at you!!! I I forgot what I have to do… I am just going crazy…. Don’t be so lazy… now come up in my arms oh dear……” they just started with their song and Ilm came with Bang Zhang’s cupcakes ( which he tried to hide from others). “ hola tu Little Brat its my cupcake..stay there” he shouted and Ilm started running. “ I am young I can run faster than tu old man” shouted Ilm....
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posted by Skitty_Love
"Hello, master!" I greet with a positive smile and a bow. Yes. I hate to admit it but... I work at a maid cafe'! .... My name is Naomi Hanaguri. I am sixteen. My mom is really poor since shes on unemployment at the moment, so I decided to work at a Maid Cafe' to pay the bills. But it isn't any ol' cafe' , its a Gothic Lolita one. Yep, thats right. I am a lolita. Hey! Don't laugh!

I walk back towards the cocina with the new order of fresh squeezed limón té and a scone. My laced fingerless gloves clutch the mini clipboard. My puffy black and white corset falda sway as I walk. "Order!" I announce...
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posted by Skitty_Love
Then Corrine fired a strong beam of light at me. I stumbled to the ground.

"Soul!" Professor Rhinestone cried and rushed to my aid. He checked my flushed face, and my burnt hands. "No... Taine! How could tu let model #002 do such a thing?!" Taine shrugged in a nervous wreck. "I-I don't know Rhinestone.. I thought everything went okay until-" Professor's eyes turned into a sharp glare. "Listen, if tu don't fix that hybrid por tomorrow, I will banish the needs of any hybrid!" Taine's eyes grew. "Rhinestone.. It was an accident!" Professor looked back at me, fainted and nearly broken. "Taine......
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posted by para-scence
The siguiente morning, I couldn't bring my self to get up. It's Friday, I told myself. At least that was something to look adelante, hacia adelante to, I guess. I sat up and yawned. I slid out of bed, and nudged Briar with my foot.

"Wake up," I grumbled. She blinked, groaned, and rolled over. Oh well. She'd get up sooner o later. I went to my closet, picked out my clothes, then went to the bathroom to change. When I came back, Briar was fully awake.

"Can I borrow some clothes?" she asked. I nodded to my closet.

"Go 'head. It might be a little big on you, but I'm sure you'll find something." I went to the cocina and,...
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posted by PenelopeWolf1
Prolog;
The Gregindorf Prophecies


"Marinsa," Whispered Yanzo Jamleaf. "Where are tu hiding?" Yanzo was looking for his friend and leader Marinsa Jackson. She had been in hiding for so long that Yanzo didnt know where she might be.
Marisa had hair so white it looked like a cloud, and eyes so green it looked like a forest. She was small but was fierce.
Yanzo was the opposite; He had black shaggy hair, blue eyes that looked like electric and was tall.
Yanzo heard a crack of leaves and a twig. He turned and saw Marinsa walking towards him.
"Hello my old friend," She dicho with a small smile.
...
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posted by para-scence
The siguiente day, everyone was surprised when Andrew stopped by. Reed looked at him; distrust in his eyes. Andrew stood there awkwardly, his hands behind his back and staring at the ground.

"No offense, but..." Nikolai began.

"Why're tu here?" Reed finished.

"Uh, I wanted to invite tu guys to dinner. I thought it was the least my family and I could do," Andrew replied. Everyone was silent. I had to be the one to answer.

"Sure. Thanks," I said. He smiled. Reed looked at me like I was crazy. I ignored him.

"Great," Andrew beamed.

He left a little while later, after meaningless conversation; mostly...
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posted by Insight357
We went back to Alexander’s apartment after getting Lucy. Xander and Lucy had been sitting on the couch. He was fussing at her for running off.
    “I can’t believe tu didn’t tell me where tu were going,” Xander’s lip curled up.
    “I didn’t think tu cared! tu aren’t my damned guardian!” Lucy spat back defensively.
    “Maybe not, but I care about tu Lucy. I amor you,” Xander looked down. My eyes were open wide, but I pretended like I wasn’t there.
    “I-I amor you, too,” Xander...
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Prologue:
When I Was Thirteen



“Chase!” Carrie Flinn yelled over the roar of music. A boy who looked uncannily like her— black hair, hazel eyes and a thin nose dusted with freckles— turned around.
“What?” he yelled back. “I'm trying to listen to the concert!” Carrie rolled her eyes and leaned her arms against the cool metal bar of the small balcony. She was with her brother, Chase, at a Metallic Lights concert, the band Chase loved and Carrie detested. They had quite amazing seats on a little metal balcony that hung just above the stage, so that anybody on stage could just reach...
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posted by para-scence
"Shiloh, I..." my mouth was dry, and I had no idea what to say. He smiled hopefully at me. I did amor him, but I'm only eighteen! "I... uh..." The door opened, and Sicily and Chance walked in. Sicily froze when she saw us; my face burning and Shiloh down on one knee. She mouthed "oops" and tip-toed out of the room, still holding Chance. I heard her giggle.

"Well...?" Shiloh prompted, thinking I'd forgotten the anterior conversation. I turned back to him, my mouth still gaping. Then, my corazón seemed to melt. I realized I loved him a lot; and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

"Yes."...
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Jason: blonde spiky hair, green eyes, wearing his favorito! guitarra camisa, camiseta for almost three days straight, and he’s a teenager, but a rather short one. He has naranja braces that are spotted easily when he smiles. Jason has an arm that can oddly twist all the way around in a
perfect circle. One of the strangest things about him is a black thing in the shape of a flame on his left leg. People think it’s a poorly drawn drawing, but he was born with it, and as he got older it grew with him.

Jason was sitting por the fireplace watching the flames blow from side to side. His eyes liked to find themselves,...
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posted by Insight357
It felt like I had been submerged under water. I was suffocating.
    “How could tu leave her?” I managed to get the pregunta out of my mouth.
    “Genette didn’t tell me she was pregnant. I didn’t even know about Lucy until she was five. por then I figured it was too late,” Alexander dicho a look of pain was in his face.
    “It’s never too late, Alexander,” I said, angered por the fact he would just give that magnificent child up.
    “It was at the time. I didn’t know where she was, and the...
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posted by Insight357
“I can’t get tu out of my head either,” I said. Voices broke loose in my head, and I fought to push them all back.    
    “What are we going to do then?” he asked unaware of the chaos in my mind.
    “What do tu mean?” I asked confused.
    “We both have feelings for each other. We can’t just ignore it,” Alexander said.
    “I know,” I wanted to ignore it no matter what he said. That would be rude though.
    “We should take time together to explore...
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Part two, obviously, of the first chapter. No warnings this time, unless tu count lying and subterfuge.

Inheritance

Part Two



    Harper, March & Fields wasn’t a law firm I’d ever heard of until a few months hace when I’d received a letter from them concerning my father’s will. It was strange that they’d waited until nine months after my 25th birthday to contact me — especially when the instructions had specifically stated alerting me on that day. Phyllis March wasn’t an entirely unpleasant woman to talk to, but she was fidgety and a little high strung. She...
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posted by Insight357
    “Damien, that was years ago,” dicho Alexander as his cheeks turned a light pink.
    “I know, and I don’t understand why the memory is resurfacing now,” I dicho shaking my head slightly.
    “Do tu think it’s because you’re with Grey más often?” Alexander asked. I’d rarely seen Grey while at the asylum. The only people I would talk to was Deborah, Dr. Anozi, Alexander, and a few college professors.
    “I don’t know, maybe, but it’s scaring me,” I said. “I spent all last night at...
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posted by Insight357
I sat on a black, leather couch, starring at the deep blue walls. I was in Alexander’s office, for my appointment. I’d come here straight from the cathedral. My hair was tangled, and messy. I still wore plaid pajama bottoms, and an old, gray tee shirt.
    I came to a realization last night. Today, I would make my move. I have done enough to hold my own. Now I could be happy…Maybe.
    I debated whether, o not I should tell Alexander about Lucy. Dr. Anozi would’ve liked the idea, but I’m not sure about Dr. Laveney.
    I also...
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posted by Insight357
I ran my hand through my tired hair. I fell asleep on the attic floor last night, after my outburst. I was tired, and ached everywhere. What a night it had been.
    I took my weight of the gurney I had been leaning on. I was at the hospital today, to help calm this schizophrenic man. I arrived here at seven this morning, and had to leave before noon. I couldn’t miss Lucy’s appointment at Social Services.
    It was eight-thirty now, and I was getting ready to meet my patient. He was in the emergency room, with the doctor. He’d had a nervous breakdown,...
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