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my desk the period was almost over. This happens when everyone stares and laughs at me and I feel umcomfortable. At the end of class Proffessor Zech walks up to me alone and asks
"What's the matter? You've been out of all confersation all week." She puts her hands on her hips.
"I'm having wierd feelings again...as if something was going to happen," I shake my head furiously.
She takes my shoulders. "Again...I thought that was gone," she said nervously. I looked her straight foward in the eyes and walked away. I knew she wouldn't understand. Suddenly I hear Goddess Tara talking to Stark under the Willow, she whispers something and starts playing with his hand. He shakes it off and nodds. Tara obviously gets angry from rejection and pinns him to the ground. Stark turns around and sees me and I immediatly ran the other way. What the bull was that about?
SARA
I got up and ran out the door. I was scared and out of my mind! What's up with the friken dream about Nyx? This doesn't even make sense....But then I remembered where I was. Nothing seemed to make sense anymore...Sitting in my bed listening to music would sure beat this crap I was living through right now. I quietly went back in the room and realized I had only ran into the bathroom and not outside. Tara had locked up the door...so how was I going to get out? Then came a knock at the door. I opened it and found a guy holding a sword in his pocket and sweat beading his forehead. His eyes looked me over with the curiousity of a child. I suddenly felt the need to cover my self because I remebered what I was wearing. Plus to top that all of this guy was beautiful.
"Uh..Um, hi my name is Sara..." I sent my hand out for a handshake, but he was still staring at me.
"Are you still there?" I waved alien fingers at him and he snapped out of it.
"Sorry, we haven't had a new recruit in a while..I'm T.J. Stark, but I like just Stark." He took out his hand for a shake and I grasped it. Electricity and adrenline pulled and rushed from head to toe. I let go and felt my eyes go wide. He shoved his hand in his pocket and looked at the floor. When he looked up again his face was serious.
"The Goddess would like to meet you down stair's and she brought you these." He shoved the bag into my hand and sat down on the hallway floor. I guess that was the cue for me to change. I closed the door and went into the bedroom. I looked at my hand for a moment That shock was odd. What had happend? Well Stark didn't seem to like me much...
I started o put on the set of clothes. But these looked like uniforms.... Why would I need these. I put on the beige skirt and short cut button down. the i put on the navy blue jacket on top. I didn't look bad, but I wouldn't say pretty either. I considered putting the showy dress on, but I decided not to. I opened the door and bumbed into stark's head. I would have slammed into the door. I would have cracked my head open. I would have died, but it wasn't a time to linger on the would have's. Stark slung his arm around my waist before I could hit the door and I relized how close my face was to his. His eyes where beautiful and sparkling. A cocky smile crossed his face and I felt like fainting but I controlled myself. Another wave of push and pull of adrenilen came in. These emotions where stronger than I was used to and harder to control. Then he let go and what was surprising was that I didn't want him to let go of me. The sensation made me feel sad. Sadness and rejection moved across my face and he touched my cheek soothingly. This time we both looked away and I followed him down the flights of stairs. I was suddenly very conscious of my self like the way my hips swayed or how my gracefully curled brunette hair almost went down to my waist. I don't know why I even have these feelings for a guy I met today but for some reason he didn't feel like a random guy. These feelings obviously proved that, but it felt deeper than I could really think. It was what felt was what mattered right now. I came to a stop when Tara gave me a fresh smile and I couldn't help, but smile back. It was impossible how something so evil could be so decieving and heartbrakingly beautiful at the same time. For now I could only hope for the best and pray that Mike was okay. I looked at Stark again and he looked back at me. Was there a question I missed? I shook my head at my internal babble and followed Tara out the door. Stark stayed in the shadows staring back at me and winking with his cocky smile. I smiled back and looked straight ahead.
NOT FINISHED YET! I'LL WRITE MORE LATER :)
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"What's the matter? You've been out of all confersation all week." She puts her hands on her hips.
"I'm having wierd feelings again...as if something was going to happen," I shake my head furiously.
She takes my shoulders. "Again...I thought that was gone," she said nervously. I looked her straight foward in the eyes and walked away. I knew she wouldn't understand. Suddenly I hear Goddess Tara talking to Stark under the Willow, she whispers something and starts playing with his hand. He shakes it off and nodds. Tara obviously gets angry from rejection and pinns him to the ground. Stark turns around and sees me and I immediatly ran the other way. What the bull was that about?
SARA
I got up and ran out the door. I was scared and out of my mind! What's up with the friken dream about Nyx? This doesn't even make sense....But then I remembered where I was. Nothing seemed to make sense anymore...Sitting in my bed listening to music would sure beat this crap I was living through right now. I quietly went back in the room and realized I had only ran into the bathroom and not outside. Tara had locked up the door...so how was I going to get out? Then came a knock at the door. I opened it and found a guy holding a sword in his pocket and sweat beading his forehead. His eyes looked me over with the curiousity of a child. I suddenly felt the need to cover my self because I remebered what I was wearing. Plus to top that all of this guy was beautiful.
"Uh..Um, hi my name is Sara..." I sent my hand out for a handshake, but he was still staring at me.
"Are you still there?" I waved alien fingers at him and he snapped out of it.
"Sorry, we haven't had a new recruit in a while..I'm T.J. Stark, but I like just Stark." He took out his hand for a shake and I grasped it. Electricity and adrenline pulled and rushed from head to toe. I let go and felt my eyes go wide. He shoved his hand in his pocket and looked at the floor. When he looked up again his face was serious.
"The Goddess would like to meet you down stair's and she brought you these." He shoved the bag into my hand and sat down on the hallway floor. I guess that was the cue for me to change. I closed the door and went into the bedroom. I looked at my hand for a moment That shock was odd. What had happend? Well Stark didn't seem to like me much...
I started o put on the set of clothes. But these looked like uniforms.... Why would I need these. I put on the beige skirt and short cut button down. the i put on the navy blue jacket on top. I didn't look bad, but I wouldn't say pretty either. I considered putting the showy dress on, but I decided not to. I opened the door and bumbed into stark's head. I would have slammed into the door. I would have cracked my head open. I would have died, but it wasn't a time to linger on the would have's. Stark slung his arm around my waist before I could hit the door and I relized how close my face was to his. His eyes where beautiful and sparkling. A cocky smile crossed his face and I felt like fainting but I controlled myself. Another wave of push and pull of adrenilen came in. These emotions where stronger than I was used to and harder to control. Then he let go and what was surprising was that I didn't want him to let go of me. The sensation made me feel sad. Sadness and rejection moved across my face and he touched my cheek soothingly. This time we both looked away and I followed him down the flights of stairs. I was suddenly very conscious of my self like the way my hips swayed or how my gracefully curled brunette hair almost went down to my waist. I don't know why I even have these feelings for a guy I met today but for some reason he didn't feel like a random guy. These feelings obviously proved that, but it felt deeper than I could really think. It was what felt was what mattered right now. I came to a stop when Tara gave me a fresh smile and I couldn't help, but smile back. It was impossible how something so evil could be so decieving and heartbrakingly beautiful at the same time. For now I could only hope for the best and pray that Mike was okay. I looked at Stark again and he looked back at me. Was there a question I missed? I shook my head at my internal babble and followed Tara out the door. Stark stayed in the shadows staring back at me and winking with his cocky smile. I smiled back and looked straight ahead.
NOT FINISHED YET! I'LL WRITE MORE LATER :)
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Publication Date: 12-22-2010
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Thank you Brianna
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