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Post by kota on Aug 22, 2009 20:04:38 GMT -5
 YOU'RE ALWAYS IN MY HEART ,[/b][/color][/font] YOU'RE ALWAYS ON MY MIND. BUT WHEN[/b][/color][/color][/font] IT ALL BECOMES TOO MUCH, YOUR NEVER FAR BEHIND .[/b][/color][/font][/center] [/b] he asked as politely as he could muster, but this man was bringing his mood down, something that didn't happen very much. the man sighed and shook his head no. "sorry sir, but that woman that just left got the last copy. better luck next time" he said, turning his back to him and walking back to where he had been before he had been interrupted. dakota's eye twitched a little as he turned and left the store, forgetting once again that the door's weren't automatic. he took in deep breaths to calm himself. he had been so damned close to that movie that he could practically reach out and grab it. he cursed his luck and his timing and as he pulled into a sonic and stopped. he hadn't had ice cream in forever and he had a sudden craving for it. he pressed the button when he decided on what he wanted and waited for someone to pick up. "hello, welcome to sonic, how may i take your order?" came a a soft, female voice from the other end. he cleared his throat before answering her. "hi, can i have a large, sonic oreo blast please?" he asked, pulling his wallet out from his back pocket. he heard a laugh and heard her say yes and that it would be four fifty and that she would be right out. he tapped the steering wheel with his finger as he waited. the speakers on his car thudded loudly as the music flowed out, but he wasn't thinking about it, he could barely hear it. his mind was elsewhere. the only thing that snapped him out of his trance was the woman poking his shoulder. he smiled and apologized as he gave her her money and a tip before she left. he laughed and turned the napkin over. on one side it had her number and her name under it. jessica. that was a cool name, but very over-used. he finished his ice cream as quick as possible seeing as it was melting every where. he threw the rest away in the trash can next to his car and left the sonic, still laughing. dakota sighed as he finally pulled into to his houses long drive way. he never thought he would have been so happy to be home in his entire life. being the first one up, he hadn't gotten the chance to even say hi to anyone, let alone see their faces. dakota was the type that had to be social and talk to people constantly, even if it was just texting. he wasn't good with being alone, not since his brother had died. he kept thinking about ti over and over again. he knew that things happened and you just had to move on with your life and be happy, but this was different. colton had been his twin brother, they had been in the womb together and he had been his best friend. that was just something you just never got over, no matter how much you wanted to. he took in a deep breath and forced back the tears. if someone was awake. he definitely didn't want them to see him crying. besides, crying was for unhappy people, and he was happy. he quickly and quietly pulled into the garage and slid out of his car so he didn't wake anyone up. sure, he didn't want to be alone, but everyone needed their sleep, despite what he wanted. he didn't like being selfish and needed, even if he was. he threw his keys into the air and caught them as they slowly fell back down to the ground. he unlocked the door and closed it quietly. he unzipped his jacket and threw it over the back of a chair as he made his way to the kitchen. the ice cream hadn't helped much and he was still hungry. he looked through the refrigerator and found nothing. he was going to have to go get food tomorrow or else, they would all starve to death. sometimes he wondered if his parents were even on earth. from the way they overlooked everything, they could have had their brains cut out for he knew. he grumbled silently about not having food as he collapsed onto the couch and reached for the remote. it was late, maybe eleven thirty or so. but it didn't really matter. he was an insomniac, so he usually stayed up later than this. he wondered if the movie he had been wanting would be on paper view. sure, it wasn't the same, but it would do. [/SIZE] [/ul] --------------------------------------------------- [/size]
this lovely post was created by COOPER for GRACE/RACHAEL. it's finished at a
total of ONE THOUSAND TWENTY words. is that blowing your mind? this
beauty is wearing CLOTHES. thank you to KEITH URBAN for
their song ONLY YOU CAN LOVE ME LIKE THIS, which has provided all the muse
necessary for perfection. all i have to add is SORRY IT SUCKS MONKEY BALLS!
by the way, all the credit goes to MICHELLECORE !? at CAUTION.
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Post by rach5 on Aug 22, 2009 23:48:10 GMT -5
 It had been a long night for Grace. Something about partying early wasn’t her favorite thing in the world. As in going out at nine and coming back an hour and half later wasn’t something that she liked to do because she was up the rest of the night with a headache and a fuzzy memory. Tonight was one of those nights, cause a friend had decided to take her out and loosen her up a bit. The thing was that Grace wasn’t the kind of girl that needed loosening. She was the kind of girl who would go out and party on her own, she didn’t need any egging on. People thought she was the type that was a careless partier, but they didn’t know her like her friends did. Well, actually she only had a few friends, and one of them had been her best friend for seven years. Unfortunetly, she was desperately in love with him and it seemed like he didn’t have a clue. That was guys for you though; you never knew what they would do next. She wished she could read their minds, but then again she didn’t. What if they were as stupid as she feared, or if they really did think about sex every few seconds like every one said they did. It didn’t really matter to her, she pretty much thought of sex that often anyway, and maybe she was a slut for it. But the guys didn’t get shit for it, so she didn’t care.
Grace ran a hand through her crazy looking hair. It was almost eleven, and she wasn’t tired, but she had no where to go. She’d just gotten a ride to her apartment from come creepy guy, and luckily he was drunk enough to convince to get the hell away or she would rip his balls off. If he wasn’t they would have just laughed, she was a delicate looking girl. The worst she could do was seduce someone to death or worse, shove her heels up their ass. But other than that she couldn’t really protect herself. That’s why she tended to surround herself with big guys. Strong guys that wanted her for sex she would never give them, just kind of strung them along. It was easy for her to use sex appeal to get what she wanted, it was a perk and a down fall. One of these days it would be hard for her to tell someone know, but that person she’d already met. Unlucky for her that he wasn’t trying anything, and she wanted to jump her best friend and do everything dirty possible to him. He seemed to be immune to her skimpy out fits and what not, or a good actor. Either way it made her mad. She was used to getting her way, and that was that. Sure, it was weird she wanted her best friend like that, but he was incredibly good looking, strong, and her type in everyway. It was meant to be and he was denying it.
Her head shot up from her bed as she thought of something. Dakota was the kind of guy who never fell asleep, not until a few hours in the early morning anyway. And it was still not even eleven yet, she could just go over there and hang out. She wasn’t really in the mood for putting the moves on him tonight, just because she was tired form running from drunken guys and she had a headache. She shot up from her bed, a grin on her face as she headed to the bathroom. She fixed her hair, putting some product in it that brought the frizz down a little. She nodded at herself as she put more eye liner on and smacked her lips together with lip gloss. Grace walked into the main room, pawing through her drawers. She decided to just grab a white tank top and black short shorts and that was it. She checked herself in the mirror and grinned. Grace couldn’t deny it, she made simple look good. Her lips curved into a smirk as she grabbed her keys, skipping out of her room, glad she’d found something to do that night.
Grace jumped into her car, smiling as she sped into the night, making it to Dakota’s house in a few minutes. She was there so often she could get there with her eyes closed. Hell, she lived up until a few months ago so it was only logical. His family had taken her in when her parents died when she was eleven, so she was really close to him. When she pulled up, his car wasn’t there, but she decided to go in anyway. His family didn’t care if she came in, and spent the night or anything like that. She opened the door quietly and crept in, being quiet. She put her bag on the counter and tip toed to the bathroom, holding her stomach she had to pee so badly. Grace turned on the lights, went to the bathroom, and opened the door again. The lights in the hall were on, and she narrowed her eyes. When she came upon Dakota, going through the fridge, she grinned. Grace walked around to the edge of the counter, leaning over it and grinning at him. Hey there, stranger.
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Post by kota on Aug 23, 2009 20:57:29 GMT -5
YOU'RE ALWAYS IN MY HEART , [/b][/color][/font] YOU'RE ALWAYS ON MY MIND. BUT WHEN[/b][/color][/color][/font] IT ALL BECOMES TOO MUCH, YOUR NEVER FAR BEHIND .[/b][/color][/font][/center] [/b] he said, reaching across the counter and giving her a soft squeeze around her slim, curvy waist. he almost didn't let go, but he didn't want to freak her out with how clingy he was. he grabbed his plate and drink and stared down into her eyes. "you wanna go to the living room? i'm about to watch a movie." he said, not taking his eyes of her. [/SIZE] [/ul] --------------------------------------------------- [/size]
this lovely post was created by COOPER for GRACE/RACHAEL. it's finished at a
total of SIX HUNDRED FORTY SEVEN words. is that blowing your mind? this
beauty is wearing CLOTHES. thank you to KEITH URBAN for
their song ONLY YOU CAN LOVE ME LIKE THIS, which has provided all the muse
necessary for perfection. all i have to add is SORRY IT SUCKS MONKEY BALLS!
by the way, all the credit goes to MICHELLECORE !? at CAUTION.
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Post by rach5 on Aug 24, 2009 10:59:51 GMT -5
The house seemed a lot quieter than it usually was, and Grace realized they were missing someone, Kota’s sister. Her lips turned down at the corner just thinking about her. She wasn’t really his sister, just adopted. And Grace knew that she had her eyes set on him, and that wasn’t something that she wanted at all. The mere thought of them together made her want to be sick. She pushed the thought out of her. It would be illegal for them to be together anyway, even if they weren’t actually related. She was sure they wouldn’t let them happen, they were practically brother and sister anyway. That was just wrong in so many ways. Being his best friend since they were eleven… that wasn’t nearly as weird. Right? Well maybe it was still kind of weird, but it was hard not to be attracted to someone like Dakota. Tall, dark and handsome was the easiest way to describe him. But the thing to Grace that made it less weird was that she knew him so well. It wasn’t like all she wanted to do was rip his clothes off, even though that would have been nice. She liked spending time with him, hanging out. They had a connection, and they got along really well.
Grace ran her fingers through her hair and gave a small smirk as Dakota jumped when he saw her. She waved off his little outburst of words. I practically live here, Kota. I’m always here. She raised an eyebrow at him, noting the eye contact with a curious look on her face. Her face was expressionless as she felt his big hand squeeze her waist. That was completely unfair, how was she supposed to concentrate now? She bit her lip a little, her smile faltering. So much for the no emotion, she let it slip a little as she tried to calm herself. Sitting next to him on a couch would be difficult. Dakota never knew, obviously, but one of the reasons that she moved out was him. She loved spending time with him and everything, but she couldn’t handle knowing every night that he was just laying in his bed… half naked and snoring. The thought made her shudder. Grace pinched her self slightly on her side, trying to make herself think about normal, PG thoughts.
What are we watching? She questioned, pushing her hair back over her shoulders as she walked around the counter. She opened the fridge again, letting her fingers run over anything before she grabbed a water bottle out of it. A cold water would make her head ache go away. And Dakota wouldn’t even have to know about the crazy two hour night that she already had. It wasn’t likely that she would be able to hide it though, he knew everything about her, and he would notice. She was pretty sure she didn’t look to bad, but the subtle circles under her eyes and the slight way she squinted would be a dead giveaway to him. It was one of the only downsides to being so close to him. They could always tell when something was wrong, so they had more serious talks than normal people did more often than normal people. That was just a tag along to knowing everything about each other.
Grace closed the fridge, glancing at Dakota. She made her way through the kitchen, opening cupboards and shutting them. When she found what she wanted she let out a small, Aha, and smirked in triumph. Grace grabbed a chip out of the bag and headed over to the couch, plopping down. She grabbed the remote from Dakota, and pressed info. Grace threw her head back and groaned. I don’t wanna watch a scary movie! Doesn’t someone get raped in this movie or something? She glowered at the boy next to her shoving his shoulder roughly, but playfully. You know I don’t like scary movies. She frowned, leaning back into the couch. She crossed her arms, sinking into the deep couch and almost disappearing she was so small. You can go ahead and watch it with out me. I’ll be in here, don’t worry about me. Her voice started to sound funny as her face smashed into the couch. She held back laughter, imagining how she might look. Instead she just made her face look serious and sad.
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notes; ewwww. but this'll be fun!! haha
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Post by kota on Aug 26, 2009 17:13:34 GMT -5
YOU'RE ALWAYS IN MY HEART , [/b][/color][/font] YOU'RE ALWAYS ON MY MIND. BUT WHEN[/b][/color][/color][/font] IT ALL BECOMES TOO MUCH, YOUR NEVER FAR BEHIND .[/b][/color][/font][/center] [/b] he said, trying to fight the frown that threatened to cross his face. he smiled a little as she frowned at him hugging her. "what? are hugs not allowed anymore?" he asked, reaching over the counter and hugging her again. he didn't want to let go of her. he was afraid she would leave again, but that was the thing. he couldn't keep her here forever. he released his hold on her waist and looked away. "hmmm... you want something to eat?" he asked, looking around in the cabinets for another plate. "that is, if you can find anything. i swear, i'm the only who keeps food in this house." he said, rolling his eyes. he hated it when he sounded like nagging mom, but seriously, without him, they would ll be dead from starvation. he laughed quietly as he saw her pinch herself. he enver asked why, but she did that a lot. "so... hows life?" he asked, looking at his feet. things were never this awkward when she lived with them. dakota's eyes looked over her small, curvy frame as she walked around the counter and towards the fridge. he tried not to look, but he couldn't help it. she was probably the sexist woman he had ever laid eyes on, and yet, he could never have her. he bit his lip and looked away before he let his hormones get the better of him. dakota smiled and looked back up at her. "we're watching the last house on the left. and yes, you have to watch it or i'll die." he said, making loud noises that sounded like he was getting strangled to prove his point. he smirked as she grabbed a cold water. "you know, i can tell you've been out, so thats not going to help any." he said, wagging his finger in her direction. "and how come you never invite me to go out with you and your friends. have you gotten a new best friend since you moved out?" he asked, putting his hand over his heart and acting like he was about to cry. dakota rolled his eyes at her. she was so short that he was actually surprised that she could reach the cabinets handle. before she could walk away, he snagged a chip out of the bag and stuck his tongue out at her. "those are my favorite chips, so you have to share. seeing as they are in my house after all." he said, picking up his plate and drink and following her out of the kitchen. he tried to keep his eyes on the back of her head, but he couldn't help but look down. he bit his lip and looked away, willing himself not to look again. he smirked and snatched the remote away and hiding it under his butt. "yes, someone does get raped, but thats the point. now hush whiny-mick-whiny pants, your going to watch it." he said, bringing his drink to his lips ad taking a sip before placing it on the coffee table beside him. "well, remember that movie he's just not that into you? i didn't want to watch that, but you made me. so suck it up." he said, sticking his tongue out at her again and poking her in the side. he laughed loudly as she started sinking into the couch. she was so small. he was surprised that he could see her at all. he grabbed her arm and pulled her up a little so she was in a sitting position. he thought about putting his arm around her, but decided against it. she would probably rip it off. he grabbed a chip out of the bag and stuck it in his mouth. "wanna see who can eat the most chips in one minute?" he asked. [/SIZE] [/ul] --------------------------------------------------- [/size]
this lovely post was created by COOPER for GRACE/RACHAEL. it's finished at a
total of NINE HUNDRED TWENTY TWO words. is that blowing your mind? this
beauty is wearing CLOTHES. thank you to KEITH URBAN for
their song ONLY YOU CAN LOVE ME LIKE THIS, which has provided all the muse
necessary for perfection. all i have to add is SORRY I TOOK FOREVER! I'VE BEEN BUSY AND MUSELESS!
by the way, all the credit goes to MICHELLECORE !? at CAUTION.
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