Young Writers Society

***It's Emmett Rose, but whatever. Sweet, he can read minds. . (In the story it was Edward, but I don't care.)***

Emmett:

"Wait!" She ran after him and he stopped until she was even with him again.

"Yes?" He asked as he started walking again breathing in her smell. She smelled good. He shook his head.

"I didn't say that outloud." She replied.

Crap! He hissed in his head.

"Yes you did." He replied keeping his face the same. "Or else I wouldn't have heard it."

"But I didn't, I know I didn't!" She replied stubbornly. He laughed.

"Miss, no one can read minds." He smiled down at her.

(Sorry when I saw Emmett I instantly thought of Cullen)

Lizzy-

She blushed, had she been mistaken? "Umm... if you're sure."
She looked away. Emmett smiled a little bit. "Well I should go, I have a lot of homework."
Lizzy began to walk away. "Hey, class doesn't start for hours. You seem hungry." Emmett started.
Lizzy stopped. "I-I just ate breakfast, but it was only a muffin."
"I-I am not sure, if I should." Lizzy studdered.
"CRAP! I am making a foul of myself in front of such a handsome guy. Ever since Leon bit me, or at least I think he did. Well ever since whatever happened I have been so afraid." Lizzy yelled in her head.

Emmett:

Emmett growled inwardly, he would hurt Leon, he knew better. "Come on, you can't learn on an empty stomach. It's on me." He smiled motioning towards the school cafateria. She pondered it for a minute then smiled.

"Alright." She walked back over and he led her towards the cafa feeling Mr. Williams (I think that's the right name) eyes on them.

Don't hurt her, Emmett, or youwill get in major trouble. Mr. Williams thought. He was the only one that knew about Emmett's 'power'. He nodded slightly and continued to walk.


*That's cool, I LOVE the Twilight books, all but the last that is. I haven't even finished it. :S*

Lizzy-

It felt strange eating with Emmett, a person she had just met. But at least there weren't any other students. In a way it felt nice being with him. He was calm and relaxed. He didn't exspect Lizzy to talk with him. It allowed her to think.
"I wonder why everyone here treats me so strangely? A bodyguard why do I need one? Everyone here acts like the undead."
the lost thought almost made Emmett burst into laughter.

Emmett:

Emmett chocked back a laugh and he started a coughing fit instead.

"You ok?" She asked.

"Fine." He coughed covering up a laugh. "Just fine. So what's with Mr. Williams watching your ever move, you a trouble kid or something?" He smiled softly.

((You guys are nuts XD Try not to post too much between two people. That's how storybooks are lost along with people. I'm usually sleeping while you guys are posting at one in the morning >.< I'm trying to hang in there though!))

(Ok, that's some good advice.)Gotta go anyways ^_^ last post for a while- I think.

Lizzy-

She nodded. "Kinda Like that."
She looked at her watch. "OH NO! I am going to be late!"
Lizzy quickly grabbed her stuff, and ran off. "Hitomi-sama is going to KILL ME!" She screamed in her head.
Emmett was left dazed and confused, watching Lizzy run off with Mr. Williams close behind her.
"Why would the Freshmen Principle kill her?" Emmett Wondered.

*Okay I'm totaly lost...*

**as am I.... ok I'm out unless some one wants to bring me in, other than weekends, I can't get on until 5 PM and I don't usually get off until 9 PM or something like that***

*I'll post tomorrow. I need to get some sleep for school. Ugh.*

(EVERYONE!!!! It is day two, its early moring. Everyone is either just waking up, or is already awake. Lizzy Met Emmett. ^_^)


Anyone need anything?

Lucinda~

I stretched in my big, silky bed. I saw Carla come out of my bathroom carrying my used towels. I slid off my bed and shut the door of the bathroom behind me.
I'd had to run to meet curfew last night. Losing track of time was so easy.
I peered at my self in the mirror as I walked by going towards my built in closet to get my uniform. I let out a small sigh as I put on the skirt and button up shirt. I had so many clothes yet I had to wear this thing to school everyday. I shook my head.
I swore when I saw the clock. I always liked getting to school a little early so I could meet up with people before classes. Running out the door I pulled a brush through my hair.
I saw my mother in the living room, debating with the decorator and shouted a quick goodbye.
I didn't stop running till I was in my favorite spot on campus. The courtyard.

*Anyone can talk to her. ^_^*

*Question. What day is it n the story and some one pm me telling me in little details what's happened. I'm lost.

Name:Katie 'Synester' Gates

Age: 15

Gender:female

Personality: She trys to make everything and ever one love her, she will trick into being her friend with her sweetness and sinester smile and take you down and make your life a misery. But other from that she a sweet girl.

Appearance: http://www.imageandstylenews.com/wp-con ... l-hair.jpg

History: Brought up by her family till the age of 6 then aboned and left with Shane Powers leader of the vampires*the lost boys 2*. she is only half vampire so she still grows, shee will stay half vampire till her first kill.

Species: vampire

Status in School: New girl

Other: She loves the smell,taste, fell of blood so she might scare you with her wierd ways.

Up for love: yes deffo

Tim


Tim blinked, the day seemed to blur. Nothing seemed on time. He found himself missing classes, without even meaning to, bumping into people he had never even seen before the collision and just plainly staring off into space.

He swallowed, he didn't even remember having breakfast today, or even sleeping the night before. Something wasn't right, it was like the answers he ha dbeen searching for were allriddled with holes adn booby traps.

The other day he had nearly found a path to follow, he had nearly had a lead. Yet, that was the only thing he could remember.

He shook his head, thinking about this outside was not going to do anything. He noticed a girl, maybe oyunger than him walking by. She fit the description of an average vampire. Pale, black-emo hair and a false sweetness about her.

SHe flashed a smile at him, but he coldly turned his cheek and as if something was snapping in his mind, a gate was opened and a memory flew into his head.

Tim was walking back to orphanage, a smile on his face. Smiles often suited him, because they adorned his face nearly every minute of every day. If you were to ask him why he would smile like this, his only reply would be "Life's too good to waste being crabby."

In his hand he held a plastic bag. The bag contained a wrapped present and a card was on top. He knew what was in the present; a teddy bear with a cape. It was for his little sister, well, he liked to think of her as his little sister. She wasn't really, but she was the person he had the longest to know, nearly all of their lives.

She was always fond of playing dress-up and her favourite costume was being a vampire. His smile widned at the thought of her, a image of her playing with the present in his mind. Her twirling around with it, black-emo cut hair flying around, and her pale skin glowing in the sunshine.

She acted like a little kid, but she was really only two years younger than him. Her name was Chantelle and she was the only thing he loved in this world.

He had gotten the money to buy the present from odd jobs and chores around the neighbourhood, it had cost him nearly 20 days to collect enough to buy the present and card. But for Chantelle he would gladly do anything. It was actually her birthday today and he realised he'd have to run to get to the orphnage before she got up.

So he sprinted home, still smiling. He got there and slowly opened the door. Everyone was still asleep, of course, no one got up at 5 am part from himself and Chantelle who got up at 5:30.

He checked the clock, 5:15. Only 15 minutes to spare, he wiped the perspiration from his forehead and crept quietly towards her room.

He frowned, he could hear the wind from her window swaying on her curtain. Something wasn't right, she never left the window open. He wrenched the door open his heart racing thousands of beats per minute.

The sight he saw was burned into his memory, etched with a carving knife into his brain. His mouth fell open in shock; there was Chantelle her body still without breath

Tim tried to walk towards her, but his body fell with shock and all he could manage was a crawl. "Chantelle?"

He reached to touch her hand and he froze as he made contact. Cold, icy cold hands no blood circulating through her body anymore. Tears began to form in his eyes, "NO! Chantelle NO!!!"

He looked at the clothes she had been wearing, she'd been playing dress-ups and she was dressed in her vampire costume. He glared at her through a blurry teary film that covered his eyes.

How? How did this happen? His sad eyes were drawn towards her neck, where two puncture marks could be seen.

It was then and there hat Tim promised himself that he would kill the person, creature, vampire- whatever- that had done this to the only person he loved.

This was then that Tim stopped smiling.

Tim blinked and was surprised to find he was blinking away tears, an enormous wave of pain washed over him as he had to relive this horrible memory as amny times as it played through his mind.

He slid down the wall he had been leaning against and folded his head into his arms, "Why? What happened?"

He knew that he could now not stop looking for the answers that he had to find; they would tell him what had happened. In silent repreive he swore again that he would not stop until he got to the bottom of this; his past life.