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Post by Aster on Oct 9, 2007 20:39:48 GMT -5
Jason lied on his bed asleep in his new house. Nathan still lived in the same house he's lived in for more than 30 years and he lied in his bed, awake but in deep thought with his eyes shut.
"aaaaaarrrrrhhh....." two vampires moaned both holding what looked like swords. Between them was a large coffin, well detailed. Jason stood infront of them with two of his relatives whom were also werewolves. Everything was quiet then the front of the coffin flew off and over the werewolves. An arm was held out of the coffin as the figure stepped out of the coffin; it was Nathan! Nathan tilted his head like a confused dog glaring at Jason. They both stood there then darted toward eachother with their comrades behind them.
Nathan shot up with his eyes widened holding his head. "oh man... I've been having that thought for a while now. Even before I turned into a vampire!! What's going to happen to me? hopefully its nothing to worry about." He spoke getting up that Saturday morning to go to Starbucks. Jason also woke up at the same time Nathan did. He didnt remember any of his dream that was also the thought that Nathan had and just thought it was some sort of bad dream then went back to sleep.
Later that morning: Nathan sat at a table reading a book silently smelling the sweet coffee as it rained and his Crossfire was outside in the parking lot.
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Post by Raku on Oct 10, 2007 21:23:20 GMT -5
The sky blue Volkswagen-New-Beetle-Convertible drove into the parking lot. Voices and thoughts began to flood her head, as she finally found a nice parking spot. Of course, her car stood out the most. It shimmered as light rain poured down, Bree stepping out. She seemed to dance when walking towards Starbucks, secretly dodging every raindrop. Her entrance couldn't have been better. The door swung open, revealing the pale skinned goddess that was named Bree. The many males' eyes darted to her at once as she walked past them with an air of perfection.
Not even getting a cup of coffee, what vampire needed one? She simply danced towards a small seat and happily sat down. Taking out a small glittering pink Ipod Nano. Her face widened into a grin, showing her rarely seen glimmer fangs. Brushing a lock of hair behind her ear she placed in the headphones and silently listened to the music. The notes calmed her, of course music form her own time. 102 years ago this music soothed her, and now it still holds true. She let a sigh pass through her lips, as the strong scent of coffee wafted around her.
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Post by Aster on Oct 10, 2007 21:37:36 GMT -5
Nathan glanced at Bree for a breif moment then continued reading his book. "This books sooooo boring!" Nathan thought to himself shutting the book with a large slap of slam from the force then sat the book on the table. He got up and seemed to glare at Bree. He stretched a bit then walked over to her; many womans' eyes followed where he was walking until he took a seat infront of Bree. "You seem to be everywhere I go... and why do you have such a big problem with me? What, you just hate the football guy, or the way I act..." He tried guessing. He would have just read her mind, but didn't feel like interfering.
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Post by Raku on Oct 11, 2007 9:40:26 GMT -5
Bree looked up from her Ipod, darkness in her topaz eyes. She seemed to chill the air as she sat up straight and took out one earphone. "You are simply a danger to our secret. You seem like one to go show off and when that happens....Jared and I will be gone in a flash." She spoke with a velvet tone. Her voice irresistible as the many guys leaned in trying to catch the musical notes.
A sigh followed as she looked back down to her music and turned it off. Placing the Ipod gently into her pocket and looking right across the table to Nathan. Her topaz eyes glittering in a slight amount of hate. "That, and you expect the world to love you." She spoke with a mocking grin. Her fangs once more glittering, something that anyone rarely saw.
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Post by Aster on Oct 11, 2007 18:40:31 GMT -5
"Danger... I've been around for a long time now, and nobody's found out y-" He was cut off when a big black guy tapped his shoulder. "Hey kid. I'm the Saint's football coach and I was watching your last game a few days ago. You were really impressive, and even at your young age, We could use you on the team." He spoke with a wide smile."Saints? Isnt that down in Louisianna... And as great of an opportunity that is, im sorry but I decline." Nathan said turning around to talk to Bree again. "Well, if you change your mind, just give me a call." The coach spoke setting a card on the table then walked away out of the coffee shop. "ugh... where was I?" Nathan asked Bree tilting his head trying to remember.
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