Aug 2, 2014
"You know, you should really watch where you are going." He said laughing at the person who had just slammed into him. "Need help?"
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"You know, you should really watch where you are going." He said laughing at the person who had just slammed into him. "Need help?"
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First Date || Nate & Autumn
It had been close to a week after Nathan and Autumn had confessed their feelings for each other, and he decided that maybe it was time for them to go on an actual date. He was all dressed up in his best suit, complete with a white tie. It wasn't often that he'd clean himself up, but for an occasion like this, he'd wear just about anything to make him look better than what he normally did, especially for someone as beautiful as Autumn. Checking himself in the mirror one more time, he nodded his head in silent affirmation before grabbing his keys and walking out the door.
The drive to Autumn's didn't take all that long, but he could have sworn he almost had three panic attacks on the way there. He was so nervous. Once he made it there, he hopped out of the car and strode over to her house, letting out a breath before knocking on her door, a bouquet of roses behind his back.
Whoa...this reply I wrote for Nate and Autumn's thread is ginormous.
Things is gettin' good!
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Kyle wasn't scared to do it. He wasn't scared of anything. He actually liked idea of spending the night in a haunted house.
He sat on the steps with his back pack. He waited for the girl that had been dared along with him. She was running late but he didn't mind it was a nice night.
You Could Have Seen Worse || Nathan & Autumn
Nathan always knew there would be a time when depression would find its way back into his life, but he had absolutely no idea that it'd be this bad. He told himself that unless it's celebratory, he'd never touch a bottle of booze again. Yet, here he was with one clutched in his hand. He ranked of of the stench of puke and beer, and yes, he was shitfaced.
Memories of the bad parts of his past always seemed to do this to him, leaving him feeling responsible for every single one of those things. He should have run when he saw the look on his father's face before mercilessly beating him, he should have walked out of the classroom when his art teacher made a fucking move on him, and he should have already ended his life after that first kill. At least he wouldn't have to live with the guilt that burned inside him every fucking day of his life. Even when he seemed happy and okay, he really wasn't. Deep down inside he was screaming, begging for a way out.
Deciding he should finally do something, he got up from his couch and stumbled into the kitchen, having a bit of trouble since he was really fucking drunk. Grabbing his biggest knife, he sighed. He didn't need to leave a note, nobody would notice he was gone anyways. Just as he lined the tip of the knife with where his heart was, someone had barged in his apartment, making him groan out loud. So close...he was so damn close...
Waiting until whoever walked into the kitchen, he sat the knife on the table. Once he saw that it was Autumn, he leaned forward and buried his face in his hands. "Damn it, Autumn...I was so close, and you ruined it. Way to fucking go," he said rather bitterly, tears forming in his eyes. Deep down, he was relieved she came when she did.
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Fast Lane || Salem & Skie
It had been a few weeks since Skie had started to date Salem. It was different, something new to her, but it wasn't bad. Her life was normal, well not exactly since Skie could never been normal. She still never slept and had the nightmares and her own little way of dealing with it but she was happier. Her habit of racing was still the same, every night or at least almost every night she was at the track racing and earning money to support herself. Tonight was no different. She leaned against her car wearing the usual. Tattered jeans and leather jacket and gloves with the fingers torn off. She was waiting for her race to start, keeping to herself. No one had come and caused trouble with her yet but it was only a mater of time before someone came up to her and harass her to leave.
"How do I look?"
Jace
Jace looked up as Scarlette entered the room wearing a long elegant gown that curved to her body. It was a rare sight to see her so dressed up. It was different, but not in a bad way. Jace stared at her in awe at the beauty she seemed to be radiating. It took him a minute to finally speak. “Y-you look amazing..breathtaking.” He whispered slightly blushing.
Skie
Skie leaned against her car waiting for Salem to come out of his house. As he stepped out she gave him a once over taking in the suit he was wearing. He was all dressed up, his hair down and his suit nice and pressed. He looked amazing, she had never seen this side of him before. It wasn’t something she normally go for but for him, it worked. “Wow.” She breathed looking down at her feet before looking up at him. “You look great. Very um cute and well.” She blushed slightly not being able to find the right words to explain how she felt.
Band AU
Preston went to talk to his band mate. They needed to get their shit together, or else this wouldn't work out. Sighing, he knocked on the door, waiting for them to answer.