I'm not sorry
if my boobs aren't big enough to "satisfy" your needs.

I'm not sorry
if I'm not skinny enough for you to see my ribs.

I'm not sorry
if I'm not pretty enough to be "your girl"

I'm not sorry
if I'm not tan enough for you

I'm not sorry
if I'm not a Playboy Model so I can't act like a porn star for you.

I'm not sorry
if I don't have a dream body that turns you on.

I'm not sorry
if I'm not tall enough.

I'm not sorry
if my hair is not long enough.

I'm not sorry
I'm not good enough

But most of all...


I'm not sorry that most guys can't accept a girl for who they really are.

MAGIC NUMBER OF THE DAY! 14!!!!!!!!

_{I got my first kiss today! Well..Kisses...I got two of them! :D}

Changing this up a bit cus it sooo goes with Texans.


FRIENDS:Will stand by you while you piss.

TEXAN FRIENDS: Will shine a spotlight on you while your
drunk ass is taking a piss in the bushes.
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FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr. and Mrs
TEXAN FRIENDS: Call your parents drunk as hell and tell
them about the fat chick you tried to pick up


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FRIENDS: Hope the night out drinking goes smoothly, and
hope that no one is late for the ride home.

TEXAN FRIENDS: Know some wild shit will happen, and set
up rally points.


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FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did
was wrong.

TEXAN FRIENDS: Will be sitting next to you saying,
Damn...that shit was fun "

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FRIENDS: Cry with you.

TEXAN FRIENDS: laugh at you

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FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it
back.

TEXAN FRIENDS: Steal each other's stuff so often nobody
remembers who bought it in the first place.

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FRIENDS: Are happy that someone picked up a one night
stand and leave them alone.

TEXAN FRIENDS: Will Crawl naked into the room with a
camera and hope for the tag team....

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FRIENDS: Know a few things about you.

TEXAN FRIENDS: Could write a book with direct quotes from
you.

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FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that's what the crowd
is doing.

TEXAN FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left
you.

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FRIENDS: Would knock on your door.

TEXAN FRIENDS: Walk right in and say, "I'm home!"

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FRIENDS: Will try and talk to the bouncer when you get
tossed out of the bar.

TEXAN FRIENDS: Will buck up and go after the bouncer for
touching you on the way out.

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FRIENDS: Will wish you had enough money to go out that
night, and are sorry you couldn't come.

TEXAN FRIENDS: Will share their last dollar with you,
drag you along, and try to steal free drinks all night.
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FRIENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you've
had enough.

TEXAN FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the
place and say, "You better drink the rest of that shit, you know we
don't waste. That's alcohol abuse!!!" HAHAHAHA !!!! schwing!!!

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FRIENDS: Want the money they loaned you back next week.

TEXAN FRIENDS: Can't begin to remember who owes who money
after taking care of each other for so long.

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FRIENDS: Will say "I can't handle Tequila anymore".

TEXAN FRIENDS: Will say "okay, just one more..." and then
2 minutes later "okay, just one more!".
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FRIENDS: Will talk shit to the person who talks shit
about you.

TEXAN FRIENDS: Will knock them the Fuck out!!


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FRIENDS: Will ignore this
TEXAN FRIENDS: Will re-post this to ALL of their KICKASS
TEXAN FRIENDS

AQUARIUS - The Sweetheart (That one's me)


VIRGO - The Perfectionist
Dominant in relationships. Conservative. Always wants the last word. Argumentative. Worries. Very smart. Dislikes noise and chaos. Eager. Hardworking. Loyal. Beautiful. Easy to talk to. Hard to please. Harsh. Practical and very fussy. Often shy. Pessimistic.
7 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

SCORPIO - The Intense One
Very energetic. Intelligent. Can be jealous and/or possessive. Hardworking. Great kisser. Can become obsessive or secretive. Holds grudges. Attractive. Determined. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative. Romantic. Can be self-centered at times. Passionate and Emotional.
4 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

LIBRA - The Harmonizer
Nice to everyone they meet. Can't make up their mind. Have own unique appeal. Creative, energetic, and very social. Hates to be alone. Peaceful, generous. Very loving and beautiful. Flirtatious. Give in too easily. Procrastinators. Very gullible.
9 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

ARIES - TheDaredevil
Energetic. Adventurous and spontaneous. Confident and enthusiastic. Fun. Loves a challenge. EXTREMELY impatient. Sometimes selfish. Short fuse. (easily angered.) Lively, passionate, and sharp wit. Outgoing. Lose interest quickly - easily bored. Egotistical. Courageous and assertive. Tends to be physical and athletic.
16 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

AQUARIUS - The Sweetheart
Optimistic and honest. Sweet personality. Very independent. Inventive and intelligent. Friendly and loyal. Can seem unemotional. Can be a bit rebellious. Very stubborn, but original and unique. Attractive on the inside and out. Eccentric personality.
11 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

GEMINI - The Chatterbox
Smart and witty. Outgoing, very chatty. Lively, energetic. Adaptable but needs to express themselves. Argumentative and outspoken. Likes change. Versatile. Busy, sometimes nervous and tense. Gossips. May seem superficial or inconsistent, But is only changeable. Beautiful physically and mentally.
5 years of bad luck if you do not forward.< /FONT>

LEO - The Boss
Very organized. Need order in their lives - like being in control. Like boundaries. Tend to take over everything. Bossy. Like to help others. Social and outgoing. Extroverted. Generous, warm-hearted. Sensitive. Creative energy. Full of themselves. Loving. Doing the right thing is important to Leos. Attractive.
13 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

CANCER - The Protector
Moody, emotional. May be shy. Very loving and caring. Pretty/handsome. Excellent partners for life. Protective. Inventive and imaginative. Cautious. Touchy-feely kind of person. Needs love from others. Easily hurt, but sympathetic.
16 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

PISCES - The Dreamer
Generous, kind, and thoughtful. Very creative and imaginative. May become secretive and vague. Sensitive. Don't like details. Dreamy and unrealistic. Sympathetic and loving. Kind. Unselfish. Good kisser. Beautiful.
8 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

CAPRICORN - The Go-Getter
Patient and wise. Practical and rigid. Ambitious. Tends to be good-looking.  Humorous and funny. Can be a bit shy and reserved. Often pessimists. Capricorns tend to act before they think and can be unfriendly y at times. Hold grudges. Like competition. Get what they want.
20 years of bad luck if you do not forward.


TAURUS - The Enduring One
Charming but aggressive. Can come off as boring, but they are not. Hard workers. Warm-hearted. Strong, has endurance. Solid beings who are stable and secure in their ways. Not looking for shortcuts. Take pride in their beauty. Patient and reliable. Make great friends and give good advice. Loving and kind. Loves hard - passionate. Express themselves emotionally. Prone to ferocious temper-tantrums. Determined. Indulge themselves often. Very generous.
12 years of bad luck if you do not forward
SAGITTARIUS - The Happy-Go-Lucky One
Good-natured optimist. Doesn't want to grow up (Peter Pan Syndrome). Indulges self. Boastful. Likes luxuries and gambling. Social and outgoing. Doesn't like responsibilities. Often fantasizes. Impatient. Fun to be around. Having lots of friends. Flirtatious. Doesn't like rules. Sometimes hypocritical. Dislikes being confined - tight spaces or even tight clothes. Doesn't like being doubted. Beautiful inside and out.

Okay..talk about creeeepy. We just used a Ouija board and we asked it to make one of my dogs bark. A few seconds passed and "BARK!" scout barked. We screamed and ran. XD Then we asked it (With my brother there this time) to do it again. It didnt move. So we had him not touch it and asked it if it would blow out the candle and it said no. We asked it again with my brother touching and it said yes, then we asked it if it would when he left to go play videogames and it said no. He'd moved it when it said yes. Then he came back and it wouldnt do anything. We're gunna try again tomorrow..

The sping melt brings some...interesting things..

A friend just made this for me :D

*THE SEVEN HEAVENLY VIRTUES*

FAITH
1. What religion do you follow? Christianity mainly but I really dont pay attention to religion. >.>
2. What religion were you raised as? A Christian
3. Do you believe that forgiveness is a religious property, or a human property? Human *nod*
4. Do you believe in magic? Uhh...I'm ONLY in like...4 Harry Potter Roleplays!
5. What was the last promise you broke? I dunno.
6. Have you ever said the words to a prayer and not meant it? I dont pray.
7. Do you believe that anyone could be perfect? Pshh..

HOPE
1. Did you get everything you wanted over the last holiday season? No.
2. Regarding your future, what is the best thing you could hope for? To be an Agriculture Teacher.
3. Do you let yourself get your hopes up for something even if you know that there is a large chance of failure? I dont know.
5. Have you ever bought a lottery ticket? Not old enough.
6. Do you gamble? With family in simple games of poker.
7. Have you ever had something called off on account of bad weather, but then gone ahead and done it anyway? Nope.

CHARITY
1. What causes do you support? Breast Cancer
2. What causes have you given money or time to? Unno XD
3. Have you ever worked in a soup kitchen or done another kind of outreach for the homeless? No
4. Would you ever consider joining the Peace Corps, Amnesty International, or another travel? Not at the current time.
5. Do you give money to the homeless on the street? Yes!
6. Have you ever helped out a friend with basic needs, like rent or food? Food :3
7. What's the greatest extent you've gone to help a friend in need? If a friend asked for 100 dollars and I had it I'd give it to them. :3 The most I've given so far is 50.

FORTITUDE
1. What are you most afraid of? If I told you it would be used against me.
2. What did you do today that was really brave? Nothin
3. Who is your favorite superhero, and why? Allie! She is teh Supah Alleh!
4. Would you put your life in danger to rescue someone? My friends I would take a bullet for.
5. If you were to face the Wizard, would you want more courage, more brains, or more heart? Umm... I'd Averda Kadavra his ass XD >.>
6. Have you ever gotten stage fright? No..well..maybeh
7. Do you consider yourself to be a leader or a follower? Ask my friends ><


JUSTICE
1. Have you ever been summoned for jury duty? My mom has.
2. If they re-instituted the draft (for both genders), would you go, or would find some way out of it? What?
3. Do you support capital punishment? *Shrug* Depends.
4. Which should be guaranteed legal? What exactly are you asking?
5. Do you believe that Dubya is rightfully President of the USA? Who?
6. What was your favorite media circus trial? I dont like politics....
7. Have you ever written a letter to a politician? Pshh no

APPERANCE
1. What do you have the hardest time moderating yourself on? Sleeeeeep
2. Do you collect anything? Yep! Many random stuffs.
3. Are you addicted to anything? Friends.
4. Have you ever put anything on layaway or used an installment plan? No
5. What's your preferred method of paying for things? Money mom gives me.
6. Tell us one thing you wish you hadn't let yourself do? Not telling
7. Do you feel that you obsess over things? Only some.


PRUDENCE
1. Who is the wisest person you know? My mommie :3
2. Have you ever participated in a vigil? A wha....?
3. Do you take advice when it's given? Sometimes. Or only partly.
4. What area are you wisest in? Um...Ask other people...
5. Do you drive defensively? I dunno how to drive yet.
6. Have you ever had unprotected sex outside of marriage? Never had sex! WHAT NOOOWWW MAN! WOO! \m/
7. What did you learn today? That Dallas Texas traffic is hell *nod*

Someone Finally Said It
(And it's long over-due.)
Proud To Be White



Someone finally said it.

How many are actually paying attention to this?
               There are African Americans,
Mexican Americans,
Asian Americans,
Arab Americans,
Native Americans, etc.
...And then there are just -
Americans.

You pass me on the street
and sneer in my direction.
You Call me "White boy,"
"Cracker," "Honkey,"
"Whitey," "Caveman,"
... And that's OK.

But when I call you Nigger,
Kike, Towel head,
Sand-nigger, Camel Jockey,
Beaner, Gook, or Chink
... You call me a racist.

You say that whites commit a lot
of violence against you,
so why are the ghettos the most
dangerous places to live?

You have the United Negro College Fund.
You have Martin Luther King Day.
You have Black History Month.
You have Cesar Chavez Day.
You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi.
You Have Yom Hashoah.
You have the NAACP.
And you have BET.

If we had WET
(White Entertainment Television)
... We'd be racists.

If we had a White Pride Day
... You would call us racists.

If we had White History Month
... We'd be racists.

If we had any organization for only whites
to "advance" OUR lives .
... We'd be racists.

We have a Hispanic Chamber of Commerce,
a Black Chamber of Commerce,
and then we just have the plain
Chamber of Commerce.
Wonder who pays for that?

If we had a college fund that only gave
white students scholarships
... You know we'd be racists.

There are over 60 openly-proclaimed
Black-only Colleges in the US ,
yet if there were "White-only Colleges"
... THAT would be a racist college.

In the Million Man March,
you believed that you were
marching for your race and rights.
If we marched for our race and rights,
... You would call us racists.

You are proud to be black,
brown, yellow and orange,
and you're not afraid to announce it.
But when we announce our white pride 

... You call us racists.

You rob us,
carjack us,
and shoot at us.
But, when a white police officer
shoots a black gang member
or beats up a black drug-dealer
who is running from the LAW and
posing a threat to ALL of society
... You call him a racist.

I am proud.
... But, you call me a racist.

Why is it that only
whites
can be racists?

There is nothing improper about this e-mail.

Let's see which of you
are proud enough to send it on. 

- Thats not right........ Sum Ting Wong

- See me ASAP.............. Kum Hia Nao

- Stupid Man....... Dum Fuk

- Small horse.................. Tai Ni Po Ni

- Did you go to the beach?.. Wai Yu So Tan

- I bumped in to a coffee table......... Ai Bang Mai Fa Kin Ni

- I think you need a face lift.................. Chin Tu Fat

- I thought you were on a diet........... Wai Yu Mun Ching

- He's cleaning his car................ Wa Shing Ka

- Your body odor is offensive.................. Yu Stin Ki Pu

- Great..................... Fa Kin Su Pah

YOU.
ME.
MIDNIGHT.
ABILENE.
TEXAS.
FOO'!

Only one of 202 ways to annoy Severus Snape. (well I think. It might be more)


Should he ever sarcastically enquire if you would like a detention, hold up a hand and say 'I will not be swayed by your sweet words of temptation!

when you were 15, your mom came home from
work,
looking for a hug. You thanked her by
having your
bedroom door locked.



When you were 16, she taught you how to
drive
her
car. You thanked her by taking it every
chance you
could.



When you were 17, she was expecting an
important call. You thanked her by being
on the
phone all night.



When you were 18, she cried at your high
school
graduation. You thanked her by staying
out
partying until dawn.



When you were 19, she paid for your
college
tuition, drove you to campus carried your
bags.
You thanked her by saying good-bye
outside the
dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in
front of
your friends.



When you were 25, she helped to pay for
your
wedding, and she cried and told you how
deeply
she loved you. You thanked her by
moving halfway
across the country.




When you were 50, she fell ill and
needed you to
take care of her. You thanked her by
reading about
the burden parents become to their
children.



And then, one day, she quietly died. And
everything you never did came crashing
down like
thunder on YOUR HEART.



If you love your MOM, repost this bulletin saying "I CRIED "

if you don't... then u obviosly don't care if your mom dies=/

rewriting my story, Howls Beneath A Blood Red Moon. here's what I have so far comment please.

Prologue

-Her Mother, a man , gunfire, a second man, a sharp pain, eyes, blood.-


Dane’s eyes burst open as her hand slammed down on her alarm clock that was screeching in her ear. She rolled off the couch, and reached under it for her clothing. Her father, who tended to be drunk, could only afford a one bedroom apartment and since he had a girlfriend, he got the bedroom.
Dane went into the small bathroom to change, ignoring the disturbing noises coming from her father’s room. Dane pulled off her nightshirt, glancing in the mirror over her shoulder at the bright white scar across her pale back. The scar ran from her right shoulder to her left hip. Dane sighed, remembering where the scar came from. Dane dressed in her camouflage pants, black button up shirt and her only pair of black boots. She made sure the crescent moon necklace she inherited from her mother when she was killed, was around her slender neck.
When Dane opened the door, she felt her father’s hand collide with her cheekbone, her head snapping to the side, eyes seeming bored.
“What have I told you about going to the bathroom when I’m on the way?!” He seethed down at her. Dane stared passed him.
“When I got in here you were to busy with Trisha.” She muttered. She saw her father’s hand draw back again to slap her and she moved passed him. “I have to go to school.” She grabbed her messenger bag and her keys “I’ll be back…I might not be back...” Dane headed out the door and slammed it behind her, walking down to the first floor, looking for the lunch that was usually left for her by and Elderly woman that she had been friends with since they moved here, but her lunch wasn’t there. Dane tilted her head then sighed, checking her wallet to see if she had money. Dane got on her motorcycle and started it up, racing in and out of traffic till she got to the school.
Dane slammed her locker door shut and turned, sighing, heading for the stares that led down to the first floor of the school. A kid that she didn’t like was standing by the stairs. As Dane walked by the boy shoved her making her fall forward, down the stairs. Dane felt a pop in her ankle as it hit a step. She was sure she was going to hit the ground and bust her head wide open. Suddenly, she stopped. She felt herself lowered to the ground and her jade eyes opened to see a man walking up the stairs towards the other boy who was staring at him, slightly wide eyed. Once the man that had caught her was next to the other boy, it was easy to see why. He was TALL. The man grabbed the kid by his shirt and hauled him up off the ground at least two feet.
“Ty troop…” The words, Russian, rolled off of the man’s lips like silk. “You never and I mean NEVER hit or shove a lady again… If I catch word of you ever touching a lady in that form or fashion again, I shall make sure of it you are punished.” The younger man nodded slightly then was dropped, taking off down the hall once he got his bearings. The tall man strode smoothly down the stairs and to her side.
“Are you alright? I will assist you to the…eh…as I think it’s called, the Nurse…” He spoke softly now as he assisted Dane to her feet.
Dane’s eyes stared up at him. His skin was pale, features sharp, his eyes, the oddest color one would see. They seemed to be grey but if the light hit them a certain way, they would turn almost white.
Ω∞Ω

Dane, Jaden and Xavier walked slowly to their vehicles when Dane heard a familiar voice behind them
“Dane? Dane!” She looked back to see Sergei jogging after them.
“Hey! What’cha need? Thanks for earlier too.” She smiled.
Sergei nodded then asked “Could you help me with my homework? I can speak English and all but… I cant read or write it...” His cheeks turned a soft red. He was embarrassed. Dane smiled up at him
“Sure. You got a car?” She pulled her keys out of her pockets as she glanced back at her bike and Xavier’s corvette.
“Uh… No I don’t...” Sergei said softly, once again, embarrassed.
“Oh well that’s okay. You can ride on the back of my bike considering Xavier’s corvette only holds two and Jaden’s bike is in the shop” Dane tossed him her helmet “Here. I cant afford for a friend to get hurt.” Dane swung a graceful leg over her bike and sat down, motioning Sergei to get on too. Jaden and Xavier were getting into Xavier’s corvette. Sergei got on behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. He made a note that her waist was thin, bones easily felt. Dane didn’t eat much. If at all.
It took them about five minutes to get to Xavier’s house, Dane parking her bike in front of Xavier’s garage. She slid off her bike after Sergei got off and grabbed her helmet from him. By the time they got to the front door Xavier had opened it and was already inside, tossing his stuff to the couch as he walked towards the stereo, flashing a fairly new looking CD at Dane and Jaden who smirked. Sergei glanced around and sat in one of the chairs when Xavier motioned for him to. Dane sprawled out, upside down, in one of the chairs. Rock music started playing, a woman’s voice coming over the speakers.
After a few minutes Sergei asked “Dane?”
“Hm?” She looked from their English papers to him. They had a system. One person would do all the English papers, one would do all the math, one all the science and so on until they ran out of papers.
“What band is this? I listen to a few American bands and…this isn’t one of them…” Sergei watched her.
Dane glanced at Jaden and Xavier, all of them smiling.
“The band is called Eclipse.” Dane said.
“What’s the lead singer’s name?” Asked Sergei.
“Dane” Said Jaden, smirking at Sergei.
Sergei’s eyes widened at this as he connected the things together “Awesome…” he said softly.

Ω∞Ω

Dane and Sergei walked out of Xavier’s house, Jaden only staying because she and Xavier were going out.
“Is your home close?” Dane asked
“No.” Sergei said
“Oh well I can give you a ride” Dane smiled and went to toss him her helmet.
“No.” Sergei said quickly.
Dane tilted her head at him “Why?”
“My home is not the best of places to be at dark...” He said.
Dane watched him then laughed for some reason. “Why? Are they like Vampires?” Dane believed in all the supernatural things but she just had to joke.
Sergei stared at her then turned, beginning to walk and said “Something like that.”
Dane stared at him as he walked down the side of the street until the darkness consumed him.
Ω∞Ω
Dane awoke to her father’s shouting and grumbled, glancing at her clock. Four in the morning. She sat up and looked at her father who was shouting at her for sleeping.
“You should be cleaning this house! Look at it! It’s a MESS!!” He boomed at her. Around the couch Dane slept on, there was nothing but everywhere else there was trash. “I clean where I live.” She muttered and stood, having slept in her cloths, she picked up her things.
“And WHERE could YOU possibly be going?!” He shouted at her.
She didn’t even spare him a glance. “Out.” She walked to the door, swung it open, grabbed her bag and keys, and took off down the stairs quickly. She got on her bike, started it up and took off down the nearly empty rode. Her hands gripped the handle bars so hard that her knuckles were pure white, all the blood gone from her finger. Her teeth were gritted. Her eyes teary under the black visor of her helmet. She was speeding, her bike hitting well over 80 in a residence. She burst from the small streets out onto the highway, dodging what little cars there were. She heard a police siren and saw the lights on the metal of her bike but she kept going, spinning her bike into the helixes, her knee scraping the ground, tearing her jeans. The police car was joined by three others but she stayed away from them, staying on the highway. She spun her bike around and gassed it, popping the front wheel up onto one of the cars, launching off of it and off the highway.
Everything seemed to slow down to a crawl as she let go of the handle bars and closed her eyes, her body lifting off the bike. Suddenly she felt an arm around her and her eyes opened. She felt fur. Through the dark visor she could have sworn she saw a Wolf’s face. Her thoughts were confirmed when her bike hit the rocks and exploded, lighting up the area. She could see the outline perfectly. Her eyes got wide. She could feel the jolt of the creature that was holding her, landing on the ground. The creature knelt down and laid her on the ground. She couldn’t move her body at all, her jade eyes locked on the creature. A hand grabbed the bottom of her helmet and pulled it off, Dane closing her eyes as it went over them. When she opened them, Sergei was kneeling over her. Dane’s body jerked and she skittered back, looking around quickly, “Where’s.. Where’d it go?!” She was frantic.
“I ran it off calm down” Sergei moved to her side and wrapped his jacket around her. It was ripped slightly on the sleeves
“Where’d you come from? I mean I launched off the highway!” She stared at him, eyes still wide.
“Your bleeding” He looked at her knees that had torn open on the ground. Dane looked down then at Sergei who stood and picked her up softly.
“Mikhail!” he called and a simple car pulled up. “Get in.” Was all the brown haired man behind the wheel said. Sergei nodded and laid Dane down in the back seat of the car, sliding over the hood to swing his legs in to the open window as lights from cop cars could be heard. “Go!” He said quickly. Mikhail floored it and they took off.
“Why were you running, Dane?” Sergei asked once they’d been driving for some time.
“I had to get away…” She whispered, staring at the ceiling of the car.
“From them?” He asked.
“No…My father..” She relied softly. Sergei glanced back at her then looked at Mikhail who glanced at Sergei.
“Where are you taking me?” She asked.
“Hospital.” Mikhail had a more American accent but it still was Russian. One could tell.
“No! No, no, no, no, no!” Dane sat up quickly. “No hospitals! No!” She stared to shake.
Sergei turned around quickly and grabbed her arm softly. “Okay, okay! Don’t go to the Hospital, Mikhail.”
Mikhail looked at Sergei “Where then?”
“Home.” Was the reply. “Our home.”
Ω∞Ω

Dane’s eyes burst open, she, finding herself lying in a huge bed, crimson silky sheets covering her, she, dressed in black silky pants and a long sleeve shirt. Dane rubbed the side of her head then pulled up her pant legs to check the cuts on her knees. They were wrapped up. She felt tired, bruised, but wanted to know where she was.
“You talk in your sleep.” Came a voice from beside the bed. Dane jumped and looked to see who it was. Sergei sat in a wooden chair by the bed, watching her with his grey eyes.
“How long have you been there? Where am I?” Dane looked around the room then back at Sergei who moved to sit on the side of the bed.
“Your at my home, we took care of your cuts.” He said, watching her.
“I thought you said your hose isn’t the best of places to be at night.” Dane stared at him.
“Well you didn’t want to go to the hospital.” He said, watching her.
Dane sighed and rubbed her head, swaying some. She noticed Sergei moving then felt his hand against her back. She shivered slightly and looked at him
“What’re you doing..?” She asked.
“Making you feel better..” He whispered softly, his accent soothing her. He began to massage her shoulders softly. Dane wanted to pull away but her body, nearly instantly, relaxed, her head tilting forward some. Sergei watched her, his hands staying on her shoulders and neck. He continued to massage her, until she turned around to face him, jade eyes staring up at him. He tilted his head to one side, watching her. She lifted up some, eyes locked on his.
“Dane, sit back down.” He said softly to her.
“Why?” She asked in a whisper, watching him.
“You need rest…” he laid her back down softly. “Your thoughts are wrong right now..” He stared at her. “Sleep the rest of the night away..” He brushed a strand of her black and red hair out of her face. He watched her fall asleep and let out a breath, standing, heading for the door. As he crossed the light of the moon that was coming from the window, he wasn’t a man, but a Werewolf. He looked back at her with his silver eyes.
“You probably wont ever love me… Its just a trick of my people…” He spoke softly so as not to wake her before he stepped out of the moonlight and out the door, shutting it behind himself.

Ω∞Ω

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