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Rule 2: Answer the questions the person who tagged you asked and write 11 new ones

Rule 3: Tag 11 people and link them to the post

And I love you for tagging me seize-the-newsie!!

1) Do you have any special talents?

Hmm.. I mean, I read really fast. Can that count? I’ve read the Harry Potter series 14 times that’s gotta be a special talent

2) First musical theater production you ever saw?

Ohh good question!! I’m not sure… I feel like Cats one of my first, but I might also have been Lion King?

3) Who’s your OTP (Can be real or fictional)?

Gosh… This is hard… I can never think of OTP. I guess, lately at least, Jack/Katherine, and Percabeth has recently attacked me again.

4) What’s one guilty pleasure you have?

Hmm… Haha currently it’s watching Teen Wolf!

5) Favorite season?

Winter. Snow all the way

6) Do you have any pets?

Yes!! I have three cats… I used to have turtles and fish but they died recently. But my one kitty is my baby, she sleeps with me every night and I’m really missing her right now!!

7) Favorite sport (to play or to watch)?

Soccer, mostly to play but also to watch.

8) Favorite Disney movie?

Ahhh so hard… It’s been Tangeled for a while now. But Lion King is a classic favorite.

9) If you could go anywhere in the world, where would it be?

Hmm… Probably Antartica, partly because it’s a continent I haven’t been to but mostly because penguins

10) Most recent book you read?

Gosh I haven’t read anything in forever! The last book was probably Five Days At Memorial for school… But I didn’t actually finish it. College hasn’t been good for my readin habits.

11) Biggest celebrity crush?

Akjhdakdf… Ben Fankhauser. Corey Cott. Misha Collins. Benedict Cumberbatch. Jeremy Jordan! I DON”T KNOW

MY QUESTIONS:

1. What’s the first character you think of that you call “MY BABY” (Or some form of that)?

2. Favorite Disney movie?

3. What’s your favorite outfit that you own?

4. What’s your favorite thing in your room?

5. Do you have any pets?

6. If you had to pick one place to live forever, where would you choose?

7. Favorite Song?

8. Do you have any stuffed animals that you like to sleep with?

9. Favorite movie character EVER

10. If you had to superglue something to your body permanently what would it be?

11. If you could meet any famous person who would it be?

I can totally find 11 people…

this is my first prompt so bare with me okay? 

Lydia woke up in a cold sweat, looking around frantically until she could get her barrings. Her dreams were getting bad again. They felt so real… She looked around her room to make sure no one was there. "You’re safe." She whispered to herself. She kept repeating those words as if they were a mantra for her but some how it still didn’t shake that feeling that something was wrong. Lydia had finally calmed down a bit and decided to try going back to sleep. She must have fell asleep at some point because the next thing she knew there was someone grabbing her from her bed and her eyes were covered in a blindfold. Lydia tried to fight against her unknown captor but their grip on her was too tight. So she relied on something that she knew would get her mother secret service attention. Lydia opened her mouth and let out a scream loud enough to wake the entire white house. Her captor however didn’t like her smart idea. His hands fell off her wrists as she finished screaming. Lydia started to run but being blindfolded she lost all her surroundings, she made her way to where she believed the door was when her captor wrapped something around her neck and pulled her back on her knees causing her to lose all her air supply. She reached up and tried to pull the string that was pulled tight against her neck choking her. She was slowly losing energy and couldn’t breathe. 'This is it' she thought. 'I'm actually going to die.'She finally gave up her fight when the door in room broke open. She could hear a voice say “Let go of her and put your hands in the air.” "Now why would I ever do that?" Her captor said. Hearing his voice sent shivers down her spine. She felt the string go tighter around her neck. She tried to talk but couldn’t. What happened next, was so fast that she barely remembered it happening. A gun shot rang through the room and the string around her neck went loose as she felt something warm cover her back. She gasped for air, as she felt someone beside her take off her mask. Her teary eyes took in her surroundings to find a male in his late 30’s laying in a pool of blood on her bedroom floor. She knew this was the man who tried to kill her. Her tears began to fall. "Lydia.." A soft voice said beside her, reminding her that she wasn’t the only one in here. There was now at least 30 secret service men in her room guarding all the windows and trying to figure out how the man got in. "We need to get you out of here okay." She looked over and saw a man who would usually take her breathe away with stunning green eyes and a strong jawline. However, she couldn’t think about that right now so she nodded her head and started to get up but almost fell back down from the dizziness. She felt his arm wrap around her waist. "Would you like me to carry you?" He asked. Lydia wanted to say no, since she was a very independent women and didn’t need no man to carry her when she was capable herself, but she realized that at this moment she really wasn’t that capable since she had most of her energy drained trying to break free. So she nodded her head and let the man pick her up bridal style and walk down the hall. "What’s your name?" She asked quietly, still trying to get her voice back. "Jordan Parrish." He replied looking around taking in everything, always looking for another threat. "Thank you." She said, knowing it was him who shot her captor, she remembered hearing his voice. He looked down at her, seeing the front she was trying to put on but Jordan could see through it. He knew she was terrified. He just nodded his head as he carried her to the elevator. Lydia knew he was taking her to the bunker where her mother was waiting, that’s what happens when your mother is the president of the United States. As soon as there is any threat in the area or even in the building her mother is immediately taken into hiding. Jordan walked down the tunnel which was lined in guards watching us as we walked toward the steel door that hid her mother. The door opened when we reached it, they knew we were coming by the security camera that lined the walls. As soon as they entered the room Lydia’s mom ran up to her and Jordan put her down and stepped back giving them a little privacy. "Oh Lydia, you’re okay. Thank god, I was so worried when they took me down here, they wouldn’t tell me what was going on but when I found out it was you, I almost ran out of here myself to get you." Her mother said with tears in her eyes. "I’m okay mom, really i’m fine." She said but really it came out more of a croak. She saw her mom looking down at her neck where she knew there were bruises from the string. "Who’s got there first and killed that bastard?" Her mother said in a tone that made you scared from what she might do. "I was ma’am." Jordan said from behind her. Her mother walked over to him and shocking everyone, she gave him a hug. “Thank you so much for saving my daughter.” He nodded his head firmly like he did to me when I thanked him. “Since you did so well, I would like you to guard her yourself, 24/7 I want her under constant protection now. There is no way this is going to happen again.” "I will guard her with my life." Jordan said with a look in his eyes that Lydia knew right then that he would risk his life for her. Which made her feel safer already. Her mother walked over to the others and started making plans of action to make security tighter. Lydia looked over at Parrish who was already watching her. He was always watching her, she just never knew it. *a month later* "Come on.. Jordan it’s one little party. I need to have some sort of resemblance to a normal life!" Lydia said in a voice that reminded Jordan of her mother. "No Lyds, you know why you can’t." He said sympathetically."I can! There’s only going to be 20 people there, they’re all my friends. You know that plus you’ll be there anyway." She said stubbornly. Ever since that damn attack she was barely allowed out of the house and was constantly watched by Jordan. She didn’t mind that part as much she was beginning to like him, which she couldn’t admit to anyone since theres no way they’d be allowed to see one another since he was 7 years older than her, which didn’t really matter since today of all days was her 18th birthday which was why she was fighting so hard to go to the tiny party her close friends were putting together for her. "No. We aren’t going. I’m not going to stand there and watch you probably get drunk, which you know your mother wouldn’t approve of since it’s against the law and throw yourself at guys. It’s not happening Lydia." He said suddenly saying those things out of no where. "You know for a fact I’ve never done that!" She said raising her voice slightly. "I don’t drink, we all know that and I’m pretty sure I could get any guy easily, I don’t need to throw myself at anyone." Anyone except the guy she truly wanted.Jordan just stood there across from her shaking his head slightly. Something flashed in his eyes quickly, throwing her off guard. It was gone just a quickly as it came. He was jealous. Jordan knew he shouldn’t have let his guard down like that. He didn’t mean to let show that he was jealous at the thought of anyone with Lydia. He knew she saw that he was by how her beautiful green eyes grew a bit wide.He started to walk away, knowing he needed to leave before he did something stupid that could lose his job. He tried his hardest to fight all these feelings he was feeling but it wasn’t easy seeing as he had to be around her all the time, he couldn’t help but fall for her. He started to walk away. She stood there in shock for a moment. He liked her. For a minute there she thought she was imagining things but when he started to walk away she realized that it was real. She ran forwards and shut the door before he could leave, cutting off the other guards that lined the hallway outside. She leaned against the door. "Where do you think you’re going?" She asked. "My shifts almost over." He replied not looking in her eyes. "No it’s not…" She said looking down at her watch. "You still have 4 more hours."There was a long silence as they stood there only a foot or two apart. She could see that he was having an internal struggle. "Jordan…." Lydia said softly. So softly that Jordan felt his heart clench. He shook his head. "Move Lydia." "No. Talk to me." She said obviously not moving. Jordan reached forward and grabbed her waist and started to move her, sending a warmth through them both. He put her down quickly, avoiding her gaze. She grabbed his arm as he reached out to grab the door handle. "Dammit Jordan!" She said getting mad now. "Stop hiding from things. I know you feel it too, I’m not an idiot okay. I can see through this stupid act you put up okay. Please just talk to me." Jordan finally looked down and gazed into her eyes where he could she how frustrated and confused she was but he could also see that she felt the same as him. In the back of his mind he knew what he was about to do was wrong and could cost him to lose everything but looking at her now he didn’t really care. He leaned down and pressed his lips against hers, lightly at first then he put the passion he’d been hiding into it. What shocked him most was how quickly she responded. Lydia instantly wrapped her arms around his neck and started running her hand through his soft hair, which shes wanted to do for a long time now. His lips were soft against hers as he poured so much emotion into the kiss that it almost made her want to cry. It made her forget about everything, the danger that was surrounding her at the moment didn’t matter because she knew as long as she was with Jordan she would be safe.

I will try to write it and unfortunately I lack the creativity that comes along with your prompt, but in the mean time… Who else wants to write it? When you’re done, tag marrishzone or agentsoffandoms! Or you know, just submit it.

You can tell a lot about someone by the type of music they listen to. Hit shuffle on your ipod, phone, itunes, media player, etc. and write down the first 10 songs. Then pass this on to 10 people. One rule: no skipping

Bowling Ball, Superchic[k]

Forward Motion, Relient K

Dreams (Glee Cast Version), Glee Cast feat Kristin Chenoweth

Chap Stick, Chapped Lips, and Things Like Chemistry, Relient K

I Love Your Existence, Goot

Colors of the Wind, Ashanti

Get It Right The First Time, Billy Joel

White Horse, Taylor Swift

Come Dig Me Out, Kelly Osbourne

To Where You Are, Josh Groban

— agentsoffandoms

Lol thank you. It honestly doesn't make me sad or angry, just amused, but it's not something that should be done at all. Period. People can be cruel. 

Rules

1. Always post the rules.

2. Answer the questions the person who tagged you asked and write 11 new ones.

3. Tag 11 new people.

4. Message the people you’ve tagged to let them know that you’ve tagged them.

ANSWERS

You have a time machine. What’s one event you would go back and change? I always have such a hard time with these kinds of things. Because essentially, changing the past will always change the future. Although, there are a few people I wish I'd never been in a relationship with....

The one person you never want to see again? My ex, Bob. So much my ex. It's been years, but I still get bitter over the way he treated me. It will just be better to never see him again.

If you had to wear one outfit every day for a month, and within that month you had to go to a few more formal events (so it can’t be sweatpants) what would you wear? I think this is the weirdest question I've ever gotten on one of these things. If I could purchase a new outfit, probably some nice black capris and gold top with a little bit of shiny-ness to it. Something I already own? Well I'd be screwed for formal. But I'd prob wear my long white/gray skirt with the orangey see-through-ish top i have and a white undershirt.

What object can you not live without? As awful as it is, my cell phone. I have it next to me almost every second of the day.

You can become a permanent part of one fictional world - which one do you choose? Probably OUAT. I'd love to have some kind of magic

Put your playlist on shuffle - what’s the first song that comes up? Mine by Taylor Swift

Favorite comedy movie? I don't think I have one. It's hard for me to pick favorites for movies. I love rom coms. Pretty much any and all. 27 dresses, He's Just Not That Into You, 50 First Dates, etc

Animated movie that had the most influence on your childhood The Little Mermaid. I was obsessed with that movie. And I distinctly remember playing mermaids every time I went swimming

The blog that you look up to OMG there are SO many!! emderavin, hookedoncaptswan, multifandom-miss, nerdyirishfeminist .....Yeah there's a lot...

The tag you use the most often prob OUAT

Little known fact about you I'm a pretty open book. I tell people just about anything/everything about me. But I think the thing that most people don't know is that my first kiss (at 13) was my step-father. ... I have a lot of issues with him/my mum stemming from that

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MY QUESTIONS:

Who is your favorite character?

If you had to live in another country, which country would you choose?

You wake up one morning in a room you have never seen before. How did you wind up there?

When is the last time you hugged someone?

What is your favorite memory?

Who is the hottest celeb in Hollywood?

What is your all time favorite show (still playing or finished)?

Do you believe in soul mates?

Your body has undergone a strange procedure. What has been changed about you?

What is the last blog you followed?

When you wake up in the morning, what is usually the first thing you touch (other than your bed)?

I tag:

grant-wards

emderavin monicabinq

multifandom-miss

agentsoffandoms