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Post by Zero on Feb 8, 2010 21:38:35 GMT -5
Micheal blinked and came back to reality....Horrible horrible reality.
"I dunno." Micheal blinked again. If her parents abused her, wouldn't they have starved her too? "You want to go grab something to eat?" He said, a broad smiled appearing on his face. He looked, happy.
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Post by wolflegend on Feb 8, 2010 21:44:51 GMT -5
Fiona shook her head to try and wake herself up. Her eye stung when she did it. "I guess..." She said as she looked up and down the alley way, hoping no one was coming.
"I just hope your okay being seen with...me.." She said like she was discusted with her self for making him be seen with her.
She looked horrible. Bags under her eyes from not sleeping at night, a black eye from when her parents punched her last night, and bruises all the way down and up her arms.
Fiona looked beautiful, you could give heer that, but she didn't look right with that black eye.. or well.. purple eye now. IT was swollen and it made your eyes water every time you looked at it.
She looked at the ground, still thinking more on her plan she was going to get her parents tangled into.
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Post by Zero on Feb 12, 2010 9:32:00 GMT -5
Micheal smiled. "Don't say that...." Micheal was puzzled for a second. A girl like her was something every guy wanted to be with. He didn't understand why so many people threw her down at the most simplest requests. It was all very confusing, but micheal decided to block it out of his mind.
"Where exactly do you want to go eat?" He asked, his voice a lot happier then it had been. His back leaned against the wall, while his hands sat firmly in his jacket pockets. He looked like a nice teen looking for a good time.
His eyes were a crisp golden being hit from the sun. His air was a nice glossy brown, and his face looked like he was a regular, cute teen. Micheal had been asked out by many girls, but he refused them All. He knew they were either trying to make him feel bad, and dump him the next few seconds. Or so he thought. Must of the time, it really was for real. But Micheal had been thinking about other stuff, he never studied the faces of the eager girls.
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Post by wolflegend on Feb 12, 2010 23:16:32 GMT -5
Fiona walked towards Micheal slowly, still looking at the ground. "Doesn't matter. What do you want?" She asked him stopping three feet way from him.
Fiona's black eye blended in with the rest of her as she stayed on the line of the shadows. Two inches in front of her was light. It looked like direct rays in the sun.
Fiona looked at Micheal, her figure casting a shadow on the light. Fiona looked deeply into his eye, searching. Searching for a hope that he was actully, maybe, just possibly, the one that was meant for her. Maybe, just possibly, the one who could help her; save her; live forever with her. Maybe he was the one. Could he be? Or would it all fall apart iwht one discicion in the end. Stay tuned for next week's episode to find out what happens!
OOC: I hate it when it does that on episodes. Stay tuned for next week's episode! -.-
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