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Love, Hate and Fantasy
0 ReviewsMe and my friend Becky got bored and wrote out own story . This one is only introducing . We have a lot more . Just because this one has no events please keep reading . We have wrote this from two ...
Chrsitofer's P.O.V:
"Scarlett, I don't really care," I ruffled her blonde, fluffy hair playfully, as she rested her head on my shoulder.
"Well thanks," she said, hitting me softly on the arm. I laughed at her weak attempt, and pulled away from her, so I could carry on getting dressed. I moved around my room, choosing out clothes. We were in silence for around 2 minutes, until I broke it with a pro-longed yawn. "Tired?" She asked, looking up at me. I turned around, slipping on my jacket.
"Yeah, I hardly got any sleep last night." I picked up my skinny jeans and pulled them on.
"I could tell, considering you were only half dressed when I got here," She looked me up and down, just before I sat on the bed, struggling to pull my converse onto my feet. I looked at Scarlett, she was dressed beautifully, and she looked wide-awake. She wore, a red and white girls jock jacket(the sleeves rolled up, showing her single red wristband and tanned skin), with white shorts and red vans.
Scarlett walked out of my flat, and I followed closely behind her, shutting the door and then locking. She grabbed my hand, making our fingers interwine, as we started to make our way down the stairs, to the bottom floor of the building. "Why are you so dumb?" She asked, looking at me. I knew she was joking, the huge grin on her face gave it away.
"Uhm...thanks," I said, offended.
"Not in a mean way, but if you were...you know....a little bit smarter, we could actually spend more time together, rather than only seeing each other at break."
"I never really liked this education shit...so I apologise for being the less capable one in this relationship." She started laughing at my reply, and I soon joined her, as we made our way out of the block of flats and towards school.
Quintessas P.O.V:
BEEP BEEP BEEP! The alarm at my bed side was going off telling me it was time to get up for school. I rolled over trying to ignore it, pulling the pillow over my head. After several attempts to drown it out, I gave up and got out of bed. I made my way to my bathroom and started the shower. Minutes later I came out into a freezing cold room. I dried my blue waist length hair and added my make up. I did the eyelliner and mascara first, then finished with blood red lipstick which made my face look even paler than it already was. I pulled out the clothes I was going to wear to school. I picked a black dress with a plaid jacket to go over the top. On my feet I had my black knee high socks and a pair of black and red high tops. I made my way down the stairs and into the kitchen. My mum, dad and two older brothers were sat at the table with a mug of blood in each of their hands. I pulled up a chair and grabbed a glass for myself. I finished a breakfast of A- blood and headed out the door.
Infront of the steps was Vance - my bestfriend. He was sat in his beat up black car as he always did. He had black hair with red highlights and a side fringe that covered one of his eyes. He had snakebite piercings and pale skin. I jumped in the car and gave him a big smile "Morning Vance." He smiled back at me and gave me his greeting. In no time we were headding down the hill and on the road to school.
"Scarlett, I don't really care," I ruffled her blonde, fluffy hair playfully, as she rested her head on my shoulder.
"Well thanks," she said, hitting me softly on the arm. I laughed at her weak attempt, and pulled away from her, so I could carry on getting dressed. I moved around my room, choosing out clothes. We were in silence for around 2 minutes, until I broke it with a pro-longed yawn. "Tired?" She asked, looking up at me. I turned around, slipping on my jacket.
"Yeah, I hardly got any sleep last night." I picked up my skinny jeans and pulled them on.
"I could tell, considering you were only half dressed when I got here," She looked me up and down, just before I sat on the bed, struggling to pull my converse onto my feet. I looked at Scarlett, she was dressed beautifully, and she looked wide-awake. She wore, a red and white girls jock jacket(the sleeves rolled up, showing her single red wristband and tanned skin), with white shorts and red vans.
Scarlett walked out of my flat, and I followed closely behind her, shutting the door and then locking. She grabbed my hand, making our fingers interwine, as we started to make our way down the stairs, to the bottom floor of the building. "Why are you so dumb?" She asked, looking at me. I knew she was joking, the huge grin on her face gave it away.
"Uhm...thanks," I said, offended.
"Not in a mean way, but if you were...you know....a little bit smarter, we could actually spend more time together, rather than only seeing each other at break."
"I never really liked this education shit...so I apologise for being the less capable one in this relationship." She started laughing at my reply, and I soon joined her, as we made our way out of the block of flats and towards school.
Quintessas P.O.V:
BEEP BEEP BEEP! The alarm at my bed side was going off telling me it was time to get up for school. I rolled over trying to ignore it, pulling the pillow over my head. After several attempts to drown it out, I gave up and got out of bed. I made my way to my bathroom and started the shower. Minutes later I came out into a freezing cold room. I dried my blue waist length hair and added my make up. I did the eyelliner and mascara first, then finished with blood red lipstick which made my face look even paler than it already was. I pulled out the clothes I was going to wear to school. I picked a black dress with a plaid jacket to go over the top. On my feet I had my black knee high socks and a pair of black and red high tops. I made my way down the stairs and into the kitchen. My mum, dad and two older brothers were sat at the table with a mug of blood in each of their hands. I pulled up a chair and grabbed a glass for myself. I finished a breakfast of A- blood and headed out the door.
Infront of the steps was Vance - my bestfriend. He was sat in his beat up black car as he always did. He had black hair with red highlights and a side fringe that covered one of his eyes. He had snakebite piercings and pale skin. I jumped in the car and gave him a big smile "Morning Vance." He smiled back at me and gave me his greeting. In no time we were headding down the hill and on the road to school.
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