Post by jennajooh on Jan 1, 2008 2:44:25 GMT -5
mmm so here is the deal, i had a tiny little burst of energy and the product was two openings to two different stories, and my indecisve self can't decide which to continue with. So i was wondering if i could get a little help, which one would people want to read more you know?
thanks!
Disclaimer: I do not own either of these
the first one (thinking of calling it "When Your Heart Stops Beating")
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“Caaaaleeeb!!!” a young, pained, worried, high pitched voice echoed through the winter rain as a silver Corvette sped away at speed that cars can not usually travel from the front gates of Spencer Academy. So many feelings filled the air that night: grief, regret, sorrow, pain, anger, hatred, and two broken hearts.
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2 weeks earlier Monday 6 a.m.
6 a.m., Sarah’s favorite time of day…not. She turned on her bed to see if her roommate Kate was still asleep like usual, oddly enough, she wasn’t. Sarah shrugged it off and got ready for classes in record time, which was strange since she was in no particular rush, Caleb and the rest of the boys were staying at Caleb’s with his mom today since it was the 3 month anniversary of his father’s death. By the time she got downstairs, it was only 6:30; she had an hour and a half before classes began.
“Well, well, well, if it isn’t Danvers’ latest arm candy.” She knew that voice, and it wasn’t a voice she was honestly in the mood for hearing this early in the morning.
“I thought I heard slime enter the room Abbott. What do you want?”
“Just to catch some breakfast with my favorite girl.”
“That’s funny, I don’t see any red headed bitches anywhere.”
“Sharp tongue Sarah, but I dumped that slut after the Fall Fest.”
“Then who are you talking about.”
“You. I always said you were pretty hot, for Danvers’ chick.”
“Since when am I your favorite girl? Scratch that question, since when in your delusional mind am I your girl at all?”
“Since you and I are the only ones downstairs and we are both hungry.”
“Check yourself Aaron, people are starting to come downstairs soon, and plus, I already ate.” Sarah knew she would regret this lie in a few minutes.
“Then just sit with me and watch me while I eat. It won’t be so awful, I promise.”
Sarah looked around, making sure that no one was near before silently nodding her head accepting the invite.
It turns out sitting with Aaron wasn’t as excruciating at Sarah thought it would be. It was a pretty silent five minutes seeing that Aaron stuffed his face the entire time, not giving him a chance to open his trap and talk. She wished she didn’t lie to him so she could be eating. She looked at her watch: 6:45, she better get herself out of there before people start pouring into get breakfast.
“Well, I’d like to stay and chat Abbott, but I don’t want to stay and chat.” She said trying to hide her venom towards the guy, while walking swiftly backwards, not even facing him.
“That didn’t go the way I planned. Oh well, at least I’ve got something on Danvers now.” Aaron thought smugly to himself
Sarah felt his eyes on her all day, even when she wasn’t sure if he was actually there. It was finally 2:30, classes were officially over, and that feeling of being watched still haunted over her. She needed to confront Aaron about this.
“Abbott!” she yelled through the hall
“Hm I left that good of an effect on you that you come looking for me as soon as the bell rang hm?
“Don’t think so highly of yourself. Why have you been watching me all day Aaron?”
“I haven’t. I’ve been up in the dorm all day puking from food poisoning, this was the only class I went to.” Sarah felt her stomach drop. If it wasn’t Aaron, and none of her boys were there, then who was following her around all day?
“Later Abbott, and stop trying to hang around me.”
Sarah was going to get to the bottom of this if it was the last thing she did.
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the second one (might be called "Soul Meets Body")
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Nicky’s: The numerous sounds of Nicky’s style music, sober and not so sober banter, bets being placed, and of course, the sounds of cue balls colliding followed by angered shouts. No fights had broken out yet…but it was only 9:30. Reid Garwin had just finished swindling $60 from a group of Hollister boys, without using.
“Pathetic” he thought to himself, which honestly, it was. There was no one there that night who could honestly challenge Tyler and himself. Guess he would have to resort to his other favorite pastime. “The only thing better than scamming douches out of their money is picking up their girls after,” was his personal creed, and he indeed lived by it.
“Garwin!” Reid groaned in annoyance at recognition of the voice. His favorite pool chum Aaron and crew just arrived.
“Yes your royal pussiness?”
“Don’t fucking start with me. Your friend over there is trying to fuck around with my girl.”
“Caleb, fuck Kira? Yeah…in hers…I mean your dreams.”
“What did you just say?”
“You heard me. Everyone knows you’re hot for Caleb.” Tyler couldn’t help but laugh, although he knew he should stop Reid before things got out of hand for the third night this week. Nicky was about had it with Reid, himself, Pogue and Aaron. Too late, Aaron wound his fist back, but before he could make contact with Reid a saint in the form of short, tanned, beautiful transfer girl grabbed the boys’ attention.
“Excuse me, could you help my friends and I out? We’re having a little trouble with this.” She said pointing to the pool table with her stick. Reid and Tyler were of course more than happy to oblige two gorgeous girls.
“It’ll be our pleasure. Sorry Aaron, better offer and all.” Reid gave the girl who spoke out the twice over: she was short, probably around 5’5, with medium brown ringlet curls with mod cut bangs. Her eyes were brown with bright green and gold flakes in them. Her clothes screamed west coast style, plum thermal top with a navy blue tank peeking out. Both shirts with the Hollister logo embedded on them. She wore faded dark grey skinny jeans with black ankle-cut Uggs. She wasn’t “skinny” persay, but damn she was hot.
Tyler openly thanked the girl for stopping a fight from breaking out. “Oh it was no problem, but we really do need help though, we haven’t exactly played before and you two whipped those jocks just a little while ago, so it seemed perfect. I’m Genevieve by the way and this is Christiana, and your last name is Garwin I’m guessing… and you are?”
“I’m Tyler, and this is—”
“I can introduce myself thank you. I’m Reid, ignore the pussy behind me, he’s all talk and no balls. So Jenn, what brings you to Nicky’s tonight? Or did someone tell you I was going to be here?” Tyler rolled his eyes at his best friend, Genevieve just laughed at his boldness.
“Tina and I just got here this afternoon and someone told us that this was the place to meet hot guys. They were right.” Reid was impressed with her mouth, not many girls were as openly brash with their language, it was definitely a turn on. Tyler went over to Christiana, she seemed more his type anyway, quiet. Actually, she looked exactly like Genevieve except about an inch shorter with electric green eyes. He guessed that they were twins.
“Hi, I’m Tyler”
“Christiana, please, don’t call me Tina, I hate it when she does that, I feel like Tina Turner or something.”
“Oh, haha alright, what would you like to be called then?”
“Christiana’s fine, but if you want to, I’ve always liked Chris”
“Christiana or Chris it is. If you don’t mind me asking, are you and Genevieve twins?”
“Yeah, identical…she’s older if you couldn’t guess.” Tyler looked over to Chris’ giggling twin, she was already being “shown the ropes” to pool by a smirking Reid. Reid caught Tyler’s eye and gave him a wink, suggesting things were going very well for him. Tyler shrugged back, not reading into the conversation.
“So Tyler, I’m not gonna lie to you, the pool thing was entirely Jenn’s idea, she just dragged me here.”
“Oh…” Tyler said a little disappointed. She saw the look in his eyes and immediately felt bad
“Oh God! That’s not what I meant…I’m glad she dragged me, I was just you know, suggesting maybe we could go sit down, maybe get something to eat?” that brightened his face significantly. The two walked off to the bar to place an order and proceeded to grab a table where they continued to talk.
“So it looks like my sister and your friend hit it off pretty well,” Genevieve smirked as she let Reid guide her through the movements one more time
“Yeah, it looks like it,” he responded unenthusiastically, what good did it do him if Tyler was getting a head and he wasn’t, “there you go! You got it in!”
“That’s what she said.” Genevieve said with a completely serious face waiting for him to start laughing, instead he merely commented, “No, that’s what you’ll say.” She could not contain her laughter any more.
“You know what Jenn, I like you, you get my sense of humor.”
“Sense of humor? Sweetie in California, that’s just called talking.” She said with a wink, “I think I’ve got the hang of it, how we test it out in a game?”
Tyler and Chris watched Reid politely pummel Jenn to a pulp, occasionally helping the balls into the holes by using, in the first game, and take a “humble” bow when she begged for a rematch. “Let’s make this game interesting shall we? Each shot made, the opponent owes the shooter a favor. Combos get a massage, and the winner gets a kiss, scratches get a pinch, and the winner of the shot, combo scratch, or game chooses when and where.”
Reid couldn’t help but accept the challenge, 100% positive that he would be getting the prizes
This time, Genevieve broke, sinking in two solids with seemingly ease. Reid looked impressed and proud of his protégé. She got in another before narrowly missing her fourth sink by a mere centimeter, Tyler say Reid’s eyes turn midnight black before the ball could roll in, he obviously was becoming annoyed at her success. Then, a shock:
“I scratched? Wait a second, I never scratch!”
“It’s okay, it happens to the best I’m guessing” Genevieve said trying to soften the shock from Reid’s face.
To his dismay, Genevieve shot a combo. “That’s it,” he thought, “no more Mr. Nice Guy.” Then and there he decided to use through the entire game, there was no way she was going to win more of this bet.
It had come down to this, completely tie game, favors, massages, and pinches in all, and all that there was standing between him and that kiss was one little 8 ball, and it was his turn. Genevieve walked behind him at the perfect moment, stroking his spine seductively right as he took his shot…the cue ball didn’t even touch the 8.
“Hey! That’s cheating!”
“What? You never said that we couldn’t touch…” Genevieve pouted and laughed knowing he was having a little mental battle on whether to be happy or angry
From afar, Tyler was wonder how the hell this was a tie game. As if reading his mind Chris chimed in “Dang, now that’s what you call beginner’s luck!”
Genevieve set up her shot, showing off no confidence, just like she had the entire game. Reid’s eyes flashed black as he walked behind her and whispered something in her ear as she took her shot. It seemed like the entire bar held their breath. The 8 ball slowly ran its course across the table and froze a half a centimeter from rolling in. Reid exhaled gratefully and took the final shot, grabbing the victory, and ironically thanking god for his Power. Genevieve approached him whispering “I guess you want to collect your prize for winning then?” as she leaned up to kiss him, but he backed away with a devilish grin. “I don’t think so, I get to say when and where remember? But I will give you a consolation prize, I’m not completely heartless you know” he said as he kissed the corner of her mouth.
“Now that was heartless. Not nearly satisfying.”
“Too bad, you’ll just have to wait. And me kissing you doesn’t count as a favor by the way.”
“Damn you. Well I better get my sister and go before I get into trouble.”
“You staying in the dorms? We’ll walk you up to your room, you can’t trust some of the guys here.”
“I think we’ll manage, besides you walking us upstairs leads to the trouble I’m talking about.”
Reid watched her get her sister and leave through the front door, the exit which he rarely used due to fighting circumstances. He approached Tyler when he was sure the girls were gone.
“How’d it go with you?” he asked not really caring
“Great, you?”
“Perfect. Except I almost lost tonight.”
“You? Are you sure you just didn’t let her win?”
“Positive, I used almost 98% of the time…something is up with her dude, and I’m gonna find out.
thanks!
Disclaimer: I do not own either of these
the first one (thinking of calling it "When Your Heart Stops Beating")
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“Caaaaleeeb!!!” a young, pained, worried, high pitched voice echoed through the winter rain as a silver Corvette sped away at speed that cars can not usually travel from the front gates of Spencer Academy. So many feelings filled the air that night: grief, regret, sorrow, pain, anger, hatred, and two broken hearts.
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2 weeks earlier Monday 6 a.m.
6 a.m., Sarah’s favorite time of day…not. She turned on her bed to see if her roommate Kate was still asleep like usual, oddly enough, she wasn’t. Sarah shrugged it off and got ready for classes in record time, which was strange since she was in no particular rush, Caleb and the rest of the boys were staying at Caleb’s with his mom today since it was the 3 month anniversary of his father’s death. By the time she got downstairs, it was only 6:30; she had an hour and a half before classes began.
“Well, well, well, if it isn’t Danvers’ latest arm candy.” She knew that voice, and it wasn’t a voice she was honestly in the mood for hearing this early in the morning.
“I thought I heard slime enter the room Abbott. What do you want?”
“Just to catch some breakfast with my favorite girl.”
“That’s funny, I don’t see any red headed bitches anywhere.”
“Sharp tongue Sarah, but I dumped that slut after the Fall Fest.”
“Then who are you talking about.”
“You. I always said you were pretty hot, for Danvers’ chick.”
“Since when am I your favorite girl? Scratch that question, since when in your delusional mind am I your girl at all?”
“Since you and I are the only ones downstairs and we are both hungry.”
“Check yourself Aaron, people are starting to come downstairs soon, and plus, I already ate.” Sarah knew she would regret this lie in a few minutes.
“Then just sit with me and watch me while I eat. It won’t be so awful, I promise.”
Sarah looked around, making sure that no one was near before silently nodding her head accepting the invite.
It turns out sitting with Aaron wasn’t as excruciating at Sarah thought it would be. It was a pretty silent five minutes seeing that Aaron stuffed his face the entire time, not giving him a chance to open his trap and talk. She wished she didn’t lie to him so she could be eating. She looked at her watch: 6:45, she better get herself out of there before people start pouring into get breakfast.
“Well, I’d like to stay and chat Abbott, but I don’t want to stay and chat.” She said trying to hide her venom towards the guy, while walking swiftly backwards, not even facing him.
“That didn’t go the way I planned. Oh well, at least I’ve got something on Danvers now.” Aaron thought smugly to himself
Sarah felt his eyes on her all day, even when she wasn’t sure if he was actually there. It was finally 2:30, classes were officially over, and that feeling of being watched still haunted over her. She needed to confront Aaron about this.
“Abbott!” she yelled through the hall
“Hm I left that good of an effect on you that you come looking for me as soon as the bell rang hm?
“Don’t think so highly of yourself. Why have you been watching me all day Aaron?”
“I haven’t. I’ve been up in the dorm all day puking from food poisoning, this was the only class I went to.” Sarah felt her stomach drop. If it wasn’t Aaron, and none of her boys were there, then who was following her around all day?
“Later Abbott, and stop trying to hang around me.”
Sarah was going to get to the bottom of this if it was the last thing she did.
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the second one (might be called "Soul Meets Body")
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Nicky’s: The numerous sounds of Nicky’s style music, sober and not so sober banter, bets being placed, and of course, the sounds of cue balls colliding followed by angered shouts. No fights had broken out yet…but it was only 9:30. Reid Garwin had just finished swindling $60 from a group of Hollister boys, without using.
“Pathetic” he thought to himself, which honestly, it was. There was no one there that night who could honestly challenge Tyler and himself. Guess he would have to resort to his other favorite pastime. “The only thing better than scamming douches out of their money is picking up their girls after,” was his personal creed, and he indeed lived by it.
“Garwin!” Reid groaned in annoyance at recognition of the voice. His favorite pool chum Aaron and crew just arrived.
“Yes your royal pussiness?”
“Don’t fucking start with me. Your friend over there is trying to fuck around with my girl.”
“Caleb, fuck Kira? Yeah…in hers…I mean your dreams.”
“What did you just say?”
“You heard me. Everyone knows you’re hot for Caleb.” Tyler couldn’t help but laugh, although he knew he should stop Reid before things got out of hand for the third night this week. Nicky was about had it with Reid, himself, Pogue and Aaron. Too late, Aaron wound his fist back, but before he could make contact with Reid a saint in the form of short, tanned, beautiful transfer girl grabbed the boys’ attention.
“Excuse me, could you help my friends and I out? We’re having a little trouble with this.” She said pointing to the pool table with her stick. Reid and Tyler were of course more than happy to oblige two gorgeous girls.
“It’ll be our pleasure. Sorry Aaron, better offer and all.” Reid gave the girl who spoke out the twice over: she was short, probably around 5’5, with medium brown ringlet curls with mod cut bangs. Her eyes were brown with bright green and gold flakes in them. Her clothes screamed west coast style, plum thermal top with a navy blue tank peeking out. Both shirts with the Hollister logo embedded on them. She wore faded dark grey skinny jeans with black ankle-cut Uggs. She wasn’t “skinny” persay, but damn she was hot.
Tyler openly thanked the girl for stopping a fight from breaking out. “Oh it was no problem, but we really do need help though, we haven’t exactly played before and you two whipped those jocks just a little while ago, so it seemed perfect. I’m Genevieve by the way and this is Christiana, and your last name is Garwin I’m guessing… and you are?”
“I’m Tyler, and this is—”
“I can introduce myself thank you. I’m Reid, ignore the pussy behind me, he’s all talk and no balls. So Jenn, what brings you to Nicky’s tonight? Or did someone tell you I was going to be here?” Tyler rolled his eyes at his best friend, Genevieve just laughed at his boldness.
“Tina and I just got here this afternoon and someone told us that this was the place to meet hot guys. They were right.” Reid was impressed with her mouth, not many girls were as openly brash with their language, it was definitely a turn on. Tyler went over to Christiana, she seemed more his type anyway, quiet. Actually, she looked exactly like Genevieve except about an inch shorter with electric green eyes. He guessed that they were twins.
“Hi, I’m Tyler”
“Christiana, please, don’t call me Tina, I hate it when she does that, I feel like Tina Turner or something.”
“Oh, haha alright, what would you like to be called then?”
“Christiana’s fine, but if you want to, I’ve always liked Chris”
“Christiana or Chris it is. If you don’t mind me asking, are you and Genevieve twins?”
“Yeah, identical…she’s older if you couldn’t guess.” Tyler looked over to Chris’ giggling twin, she was already being “shown the ropes” to pool by a smirking Reid. Reid caught Tyler’s eye and gave him a wink, suggesting things were going very well for him. Tyler shrugged back, not reading into the conversation.
“So Tyler, I’m not gonna lie to you, the pool thing was entirely Jenn’s idea, she just dragged me here.”
“Oh…” Tyler said a little disappointed. She saw the look in his eyes and immediately felt bad
“Oh God! That’s not what I meant…I’m glad she dragged me, I was just you know, suggesting maybe we could go sit down, maybe get something to eat?” that brightened his face significantly. The two walked off to the bar to place an order and proceeded to grab a table where they continued to talk.
“So it looks like my sister and your friend hit it off pretty well,” Genevieve smirked as she let Reid guide her through the movements one more time
“Yeah, it looks like it,” he responded unenthusiastically, what good did it do him if Tyler was getting a head and he wasn’t, “there you go! You got it in!”
“That’s what she said.” Genevieve said with a completely serious face waiting for him to start laughing, instead he merely commented, “No, that’s what you’ll say.” She could not contain her laughter any more.
“You know what Jenn, I like you, you get my sense of humor.”
“Sense of humor? Sweetie in California, that’s just called talking.” She said with a wink, “I think I’ve got the hang of it, how we test it out in a game?”
Tyler and Chris watched Reid politely pummel Jenn to a pulp, occasionally helping the balls into the holes by using, in the first game, and take a “humble” bow when she begged for a rematch. “Let’s make this game interesting shall we? Each shot made, the opponent owes the shooter a favor. Combos get a massage, and the winner gets a kiss, scratches get a pinch, and the winner of the shot, combo scratch, or game chooses when and where.”
Reid couldn’t help but accept the challenge, 100% positive that he would be getting the prizes
This time, Genevieve broke, sinking in two solids with seemingly ease. Reid looked impressed and proud of his protégé. She got in another before narrowly missing her fourth sink by a mere centimeter, Tyler say Reid’s eyes turn midnight black before the ball could roll in, he obviously was becoming annoyed at her success. Then, a shock:
“I scratched? Wait a second, I never scratch!”
“It’s okay, it happens to the best I’m guessing” Genevieve said trying to soften the shock from Reid’s face.
To his dismay, Genevieve shot a combo. “That’s it,” he thought, “no more Mr. Nice Guy.” Then and there he decided to use through the entire game, there was no way she was going to win more of this bet.
It had come down to this, completely tie game, favors, massages, and pinches in all, and all that there was standing between him and that kiss was one little 8 ball, and it was his turn. Genevieve walked behind him at the perfect moment, stroking his spine seductively right as he took his shot…the cue ball didn’t even touch the 8.
“Hey! That’s cheating!”
“What? You never said that we couldn’t touch…” Genevieve pouted and laughed knowing he was having a little mental battle on whether to be happy or angry
From afar, Tyler was wonder how the hell this was a tie game. As if reading his mind Chris chimed in “Dang, now that’s what you call beginner’s luck!”
Genevieve set up her shot, showing off no confidence, just like she had the entire game. Reid’s eyes flashed black as he walked behind her and whispered something in her ear as she took her shot. It seemed like the entire bar held their breath. The 8 ball slowly ran its course across the table and froze a half a centimeter from rolling in. Reid exhaled gratefully and took the final shot, grabbing the victory, and ironically thanking god for his Power. Genevieve approached him whispering “I guess you want to collect your prize for winning then?” as she leaned up to kiss him, but he backed away with a devilish grin. “I don’t think so, I get to say when and where remember? But I will give you a consolation prize, I’m not completely heartless you know” he said as he kissed the corner of her mouth.
“Now that was heartless. Not nearly satisfying.”
“Too bad, you’ll just have to wait. And me kissing you doesn’t count as a favor by the way.”
“Damn you. Well I better get my sister and go before I get into trouble.”
“You staying in the dorms? We’ll walk you up to your room, you can’t trust some of the guys here.”
“I think we’ll manage, besides you walking us upstairs leads to the trouble I’m talking about.”
Reid watched her get her sister and leave through the front door, the exit which he rarely used due to fighting circumstances. He approached Tyler when he was sure the girls were gone.
“How’d it go with you?” he asked not really caring
“Great, you?”
“Perfect. Except I almost lost tonight.”
“You? Are you sure you just didn’t let her win?”
“Positive, I used almost 98% of the time…something is up with her dude, and I’m gonna find out.