Young Writers Society

Kyle:

Kyle nodded and smiled. "ALright, I pay though."

Tristan:

"She isnt' going anywhere." Tristan said standing in front of Syb. He knew there was a dagger in his pocket, knew he could get to it quickly if needed, and knew he could kill this guy, it wouldn't be the first, and probably wouldn't be the last. He only killed them in defense, but he knew how to.


*tears*

Anney

After the waitress had brought us our coffee, we sat back, both watching the other intently while giving off an air of discomfort.

I spoke first.

"Do I make you...nervous?" I asked softly, hoping to guage what he felt about me. He seemed so quiet, and twitchy.

**Hope that helps Ayumi!!**

Nick

I thought for a moment.

"No," I finally answered. "Just uncomfortable. It's...hard to be around you, being that...you remind me of someone..."

**All I've got.**

Anney

I remind him of her... I thought to myself, wanting to ask who but afraid that it would create problems.

"Did that person make you uncomfortable too?" I asked quietly, looking up from my coffee.

Nick

I scoffed.

"She was my wife...She was killed a long time ago, but...my heart is still hers."

**Hey, Ayumi, Nick told Bella all of this. I read back to make sure.**

Anney

"I see," I nodded slowly.

There was a long silence.

"What about you? Where are you from?"

"Around..." I answered immediately, not knowing what else to say. I looked down at my coffee, spinning it with a spoon and trying to find out what to say.

**I thought so, I just wasn't sure...Whoopsie! lol**

Nick

I scoffed, trying to smile. "One word is not an answer. Around doesn't say much."

She looked up at me, still spinning the spoon. "How should I answer then?" Her voice was filled with mild humor.

"How long you've been here, where you're from originally...like me. I'm originally from a small English town, late seventeen hundreds. I've been in America for two hundred years, moving from place to place."

I surprised myself. I was warming up to her! I was talking in paragraphs rather than sentences! What had gotten into me? But...I liked it.

Haha...

Anney

I looked off to the side, trying to remember my past.

"I don't think about it much..." I murmured. "I was born in the mid-eighteen-hundreds, in France. My parents died when I was still quite young, but my eldest brother took care of the rest of my siblings and myself."

I fell silent, shuddering as the memory of being changed crossed into my mind. I looked up at Nick for a moment, our eyes meeting.

Sybyla

"Tristian," I said touching his shoulder lightly, "don't get hurt because of me."

"I won't."

I watched as he walked right into the sunlight, unfazed. This wasn't a vampire. I could handle him.

"Tristian, I can handle him."

He ignored me.


Angel

"If you say so," I smiled nicely. "But that also means I'll buy food after words."

"Sounds fair."

Tristian:

He isn't a were Tristian thought. He waited, he would let the guy make the first move.


*Sorry*


Kyle:

Kyle planned on playing a long for a little while. But he was going to pay. He had always wanted to date Angel, and maybe, just maybe he would be able to.


*cry*

Sybyla

"Tristian just go please." I couldn't bear the thought of him being hurt because of me.

"No."

"Aw come on Tristian," he mocked, "leaved the poor girl alone."


Angel

The movie theater was just around the block. So they walked. Angle brushed her hand against his every now and then, hoping that he would grab it. But he didn't. She wasn't that dissappointed though, she'd been trying that trick for a while now, he never noticed.

Kyle:

Kyle's heart raced every time her hand brushed his. He was getting close to not being able to resist anymore, no matter how bad he wanted to, he wasn't going to do that.

But you want to so bad! A voice mocked.

If she does it again. He always told himself that, and that was usually the time when she stopped.


Tristain:

"Listen, bub, you might not be a vampire, which just means you'll be easier to get rid of. Don't try. I suggest you be the one leaving. Cause I"m nto going anywhere." Tristian growled.

Sybyla

I waved to the guy and motioned for the window, telling him I would slip out nadh e wouldn't have to deal with Tristian.

"What if I don't?" he said, just keeping him occupied as I slipped out and headed up.


Angel

I resisted the temptation, but when I felt like I had it under control, I stubbed my toe and my hand brushed his again. But this time he took it, and held on.

I felt like my heart exploded in my chest.

Kyle:

Kyle's heart raced as he waited for her to pull her hand away. But she didn't. SHE DIDN'T!! He wanted to shout for joy but didn't. He stole a glance down at her and their eyes met.


Tristian:

Tristian started not liking hte whole situation, something was wrong. He glanced behind him and saw that Syb was gone. He growled and jumped at the guy grabbing his neck.

"Where is she!?" He demanded.

Sybyla

I sat on the roof waiting, unsure. I felt exposed and afraid. I heard somebody bustling up the stairs. I resisted the urge to run. I nearly screamed when Tristian appeared.

"Sybyla why did you do that?!" he demanded.

"I-I-uh-" I stuttered, amazed.

He was suddenly there wrapping his arm around me.

"I didn't want to see you get hurt"



Angel

I smiled, yay!