*Genre: Fiction, humor, romance, :)*
Chapter 13
The دن after
The اگلے few hours were very painful, but we made it through it. Adam’s buddies appeared but never visited, which I am highly grateful for because Meredith and Talia are a handful already.
So the اگلے day, I wake up early with a headache that feels like my brain was taken out and is being prodded and I can still feel it. I sigh as I rub my eyes and take my lovely time to go downstairs. I had forgotten about the guys from the drama during yesterday’s sleepover so imagine my surprise to find a boy lying facedown and snoring into our couch.
I happened to like that couch.
He wore paint spattered jeans and a t-shirt that was paint splattered too, and I could tell that he spent the whole night playing video games. Adam was right سے طرف کی the description, and I had to force myself to look away before he woke up and saw me staring at him like an idiot.
Wait a minute, this is my house!
I march over there and lightly tap his shoulder.
No response.
I take a تکیا from the سوفی, لٹانا and throw it at him.
Still no response.
I sigh. “Don’t kill me Adam, and I’m presuming Ryler.”
I take a part of his sheets, which he’s wrapped in and pull.
Success.
He tumbles to the floor and makes an annoyed groan. “Dude! I know I was supposed to sleep in the guest room. But hey. Me? Video games? آپ know the deal.”
“First of all, I’m not a dude.” I say, and he looks up at me and blinks. Surprised. “And سیکنڈ of all. You? Video games? آپ spent the whole night on that, so it was still your fault.”
“Oh…um…sorry.” Ryler stands up and extends his hand. “Ryler, آپ must be Pamela.”
“Pam, call me Pam, یا feel my wrath.” I say straight faced.
Ryler grins. “Warning accepted miss Pam Jones,”
I smile as I shake his hand. “Pleased to meet you, Ryler.”
“Seriously? Formality? This is not the 19th century.”
“Nor is it an age without manners,” I say, wisely.
There’s a knock on the door, and Ryler grins at me wickedly. “Better get that.”
I nod, and I walk up to the door. Now, imagine my surprise when I open the door to see Cal standing there.
“Cal?” I say, and a small ripple of happiness passes through me. “What are آپ doing here?”
“I’ve come to get Meredith,” he says, eyeing my pajama’s. “Nice night wear.”
I feel my blood boil at her name, and I’m even angrier with his rude greeting. “It’s 6:00 in the morning! She’s still sleeping!”
“Wake her.”
“No need to,” Meredith says appearing behind me. “I got your text miles away. Come on, honey.”
Then she walks up to him and kisses him on the mouth. Right in front of me. I’m so angry I slam the door in their faces.
Ryler chuckles behind me. “Someone’s not a morning person, I guess it’s a curse.”
I nod. “For آپ and me both.”
“Hey! آپ were the one that rudely woke me!”
“Because my other tactics didn’t work, I wouldn’t seriously do that to آپ on purpose.” I put on my best innocent face.
“Sure آپ won’t.” he laughs. “Want coffee?”
I wrinkle my nose. “Coffee doesn’t exist I this house, once upon a time it did and that was when half the house was trashed because of unused energy.”
Ryler cocked his head. “Juice then?”
“Absolutely. Serve me some مکھن boy.” I say, plopping on the سوفی, لٹانا and turning on the tv.
“Butter boy?”
I give him a cheeky grin. “You’re my personal butler this morning. Now move! I don’t just pay آپ there to stand there and look pretty.”
“Pretty?!” He looks offended. “Handsome, you’ve made me lose some of my man points.”
“As if آپ already had some.” I mock.
“Oh trust me, I am a manly man.”
I laugh. “Just get me my juice.”
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Chapter 13
The دن after
The اگلے few hours were very painful, but we made it through it. Adam’s buddies appeared but never visited, which I am highly grateful for because Meredith and Talia are a handful already.
So the اگلے day, I wake up early with a headache that feels like my brain was taken out and is being prodded and I can still feel it. I sigh as I rub my eyes and take my lovely time to go downstairs. I had forgotten about the guys from the drama during yesterday’s sleepover so imagine my surprise to find a boy lying facedown and snoring into our couch.
I happened to like that couch.
He wore paint spattered jeans and a t-shirt that was paint splattered too, and I could tell that he spent the whole night playing video games. Adam was right سے طرف کی the description, and I had to force myself to look away before he woke up and saw me staring at him like an idiot.
Wait a minute, this is my house!
I march over there and lightly tap his shoulder.
No response.
I take a تکیا from the سوفی, لٹانا and throw it at him.
Still no response.
I sigh. “Don’t kill me Adam, and I’m presuming Ryler.”
I take a part of his sheets, which he’s wrapped in and pull.
Success.
He tumbles to the floor and makes an annoyed groan. “Dude! I know I was supposed to sleep in the guest room. But hey. Me? Video games? آپ know the deal.”
“First of all, I’m not a dude.” I say, and he looks up at me and blinks. Surprised. “And سیکنڈ of all. You? Video games? آپ spent the whole night on that, so it was still your fault.”
“Oh…um…sorry.” Ryler stands up and extends his hand. “Ryler, آپ must be Pamela.”
“Pam, call me Pam, یا feel my wrath.” I say straight faced.
Ryler grins. “Warning accepted miss Pam Jones,”
I smile as I shake his hand. “Pleased to meet you, Ryler.”
“Seriously? Formality? This is not the 19th century.”
“Nor is it an age without manners,” I say, wisely.
There’s a knock on the door, and Ryler grins at me wickedly. “Better get that.”
I nod, and I walk up to the door. Now, imagine my surprise when I open the door to see Cal standing there.
“Cal?” I say, and a small ripple of happiness passes through me. “What are آپ doing here?”
“I’ve come to get Meredith,” he says, eyeing my pajama’s. “Nice night wear.”
I feel my blood boil at her name, and I’m even angrier with his rude greeting. “It’s 6:00 in the morning! She’s still sleeping!”
“Wake her.”
“No need to,” Meredith says appearing behind me. “I got your text miles away. Come on, honey.”
Then she walks up to him and kisses him on the mouth. Right in front of me. I’m so angry I slam the door in their faces.
Ryler chuckles behind me. “Someone’s not a morning person, I guess it’s a curse.”
I nod. “For آپ and me both.”
“Hey! آپ were the one that rudely woke me!”
“Because my other tactics didn’t work, I wouldn’t seriously do that to آپ on purpose.” I put on my best innocent face.
“Sure آپ won’t.” he laughs. “Want coffee?”
I wrinkle my nose. “Coffee doesn’t exist I this house, once upon a time it did and that was when half the house was trashed because of unused energy.”
Ryler cocked his head. “Juice then?”
“Absolutely. Serve me some مکھن boy.” I say, plopping on the سوفی, لٹانا and turning on the tv.
“Butter boy?”
I give him a cheeky grin. “You’re my personal butler this morning. Now move! I don’t just pay آپ there to stand there and look pretty.”
“Pretty?!” He looks offended. “Handsome, you’ve made me lose some of my man points.”
“As if آپ already had some.” I mock.
“Oh trust me, I am a manly man.”
I laugh. “Just get me my juice.”
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The following poem was composed in spring 2011. It was originally گیا کیا پوسٹ winter 2012 in the Dragons club here on Fanpop.
NIGHTFIRE
Winge beating,
Lungs heaving,
Black shadow
Torn from the sky.
Eyes glancing,
Alert and fierce.
آگ کے, آگ dancing.
Wheeling,
Circling,
Nightmare
Incarnate.
آگ کے, آگ dark as night,
Scales bright as gems.
Gleaming eyes,
Searching for a feast.
Wings furled.
Claws extended.
Dives down.
Death claims
Another victim.
Glides up.
Feasting begins.
The dragon flies off.
It is gone,
And the
Nightmare
Is done.
NIGHTFIRE
Winge beating,
Lungs heaving,
Black shadow
Torn from the sky.
Eyes glancing,
Alert and fierce.
آگ کے, آگ dancing.
Wheeling,
Circling,
Nightmare
Incarnate.
آگ کے, آگ dark as night,
Scales bright as gems.
Gleaming eyes,
Searching for a feast.
Wings furled.
Claws extended.
Dives down.
Death claims
Another victim.
Glides up.
Feasting begins.
The dragon flies off.
It is gone,
And the
Nightmare
Is done.
I'm so being myself
I am not anyone else
Besides me
I'm standing here
Look how much I've changed
I'm so stubborn
Never being someone else
Look at the sky
Look how the world has changed
Look how the people chatter about
Can't change me
Everyone's changed
Everything but me has changed
And the world still rotates everyday
No one's gonna make me
I'm a rockstar
I'm so powerful
I'm staying myself
No one's gonna replace me
The world has changed
But I'm not going to change
I'm just as great as I am
Right now
(Verse 1)
Waitin'
it's loadin'
just wanna get out of here
Waitin'
I'm fine
just wanting آپ to get out of my life
How long does it take for آپ to leave?
just wonderin'
How long does it take for آپ to leave?
Just Wonderin in in in
(Chorus)
I've been waitin'
my entire life
for آپ to leave
Petals and Sticks
all fake and broken
آپ didn't know what love
was till آپ met me
I bet آپ haven't changed
since
I Waitin' Waitin'
(Verse 2)
دکھائیں up in a گلابی dress
waitin' for my love to address
I'm like come on
یا I'm gettin' out of here
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
I want the life to leave
through thin air
7 miles away
I'm Waitin'
(Pre-Chorus)
for آپ to leave me
for آپ to go outerspace
and that's what I'm waitin' for
(Chorus)
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
I' Waitin'
Waitin'
it's loadin'
just wanna get out of here
Waitin'
I'm fine
just wanting آپ to get out of my life
How long does it take for آپ to leave?
just wonderin'
How long does it take for آپ to leave?
Just Wonderin in in in
(Chorus)
I've been waitin'
my entire life
for آپ to leave
Petals and Sticks
all fake and broken
آپ didn't know what love
was till آپ met me
I bet آپ haven't changed
since
I Waitin' Waitin'
(Verse 2)
دکھائیں up in a گلابی dress
waitin' for my love to address
I'm like come on
یا I'm gettin' out of here
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
I want the life to leave
through thin air
7 miles away
I'm Waitin'
(Pre-Chorus)
for آپ to leave me
for آپ to go outerspace
and that's what I'm waitin' for
(Chorus)
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
I' Waitin'
He woke up all alone in the darkness. He felt something
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?
He heard footsteps coming, as his دل started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?
He heard footsteps coming, as his دل started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"