This is...weird (Private for Shattered Innocence and Pillar)

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    Mia frowned. "I didn't do a thing. It was his girlfriend, I guess. Come on. Let's go downstairs. I'm kinda hungry."the female said, coughing slightly as she rolled off the matress.

    Mmm. Good idea, Kevin! So, yeah. I am so confused right now. I hate math. It's really hard.


    Mia practicall danced her way downstairs, she was moving so fluidly and gracefully. She turned at one point, walking backwards with deft movements. Mia was good at almost everything.


    Max revved his engine once before getting out of his car. He waltzed up to the door, knocking breifly.

    OMG! What a coincidence, I'm doing math right now too, and I hate it.


    Mark allowed his eyes to follow Mia's graceful curves, smiling at her gently.


    The doo opened and Max's girlfriend Ann stared out at him. She had tangled, messy brick red hair and crystal blue eyes. Her skin was pale and freckled, and her eyes had dark circles under them. "What the hell are you doing here?" she demanded. "It's, like, two in the morning." Apparently she hadn't been the one to call him.

    I'm actually in English but I'm working on math homework. It's due 8th hour. My last class. OMG. Yesterday, BA flooded. I had to JUMP to get on the bus yesterday or else the water would have gone halfway to my calves. Oooohhhh. I almost died. Not really. But, you know what I mean.


    Mia suddenly jumped up and slid down the banister, landing quietly at the end. She laughed and skipped to the warm-looking kitchen. Lights were burning low, giving it a cozy feel. She dug through the cabneits for some pasta noodles, finally settling on some Bowtie pasta. She then got out two jars of Alfredo sauce and some salt, pepper, and grilled but frozen chicken. She heated a skillet and threw the chicken strips into the skillet after cutting them into tiny chunks. There, dinner made easy!


    Max scratched the back of his head. "What the fuck, Ann. You called me!"growled the werewolf, eyes turning red to signal the wolf coming out, bleeding through..

    Mark sat down at the table, watching her work. "I could have cooked, you know," he said. "You'll just burn everything." He said that last part jokingly, knowing full well that Mia was a competent chef.


    Ann backed up a bit in fear. "I...I don't even know what you're talking about." Suddenly, giggling came from upstairs. "Osrry bout that, Annie." Ann turned and glared up at her younger sister, who was at the top of the stairs. "You brat!" She turned back to max, not wanting him to hurt her pr anyone else. "Well...come on in, I guess, since you came all this way."

    Mia grinned and kissed Mark's cheek. "Yeah, totally."she answered, hands going to his hips.



    Max grinned and entered the house, shutting the door behind him.



    //Low muse

    Mark smiled and kissed her back, pulling her into his lap. "The food can wait a bit," he said. putting a hand to her cheek.


    Ann stared at Max, her eyes wide, not knowing what he would do.

    Mia grinned, slipping her thumbs into the waist of his jeans. She brought her lips to his, kissing him roughly. "Ooohh, I love you way too much."



    Max grinned, calming down and going to rifle through her kitchen. "Mum went o go fuck her boss again. Mia and Mark haven't figured out yet. stupid kids."

    Mark smiled happily. 'Funny. I was about to say the same thing to you." He put his hands on her hips and kissed her roughly back.


    Ann stepped forward nervously. "H-hey, don't do that-" she started, reaching to stop him.

    Mia pulled away a little. She smirked. "The noodles need to be stirred and my feet are cold. I need to go get my socks on."she told him, getting up.



    Max suddenly and flinched away from Ann.

    Mark sighed, dissapointed. "Alright," he said, smiling at her.


    Ann flinched back as well, suddenly realizing what she was doing. Max had never been stable, and it wasn't unusual for him to hit her if she did something he didn't like.

    8(7-y)=-24
    I got y=4. Is that right?



    Mia prepared their dishes before going upstairs to get socks. She turned halway up to grin and wink at Mark.



    Max curled up on the couch, sniffing.

    Mark stared after Mia, smiling gently as he looked after her.


    Ann hesitated, then walked up to Max. "Max, honey, are you okay?" she asked softly.

    Dude, never put salt and ice on yourself at the same time. It will burn you! I speak from recent experience. Lol


    "No,"Max answered softly. "Mee punched me. I can't believe she did that. And that I let her."he said, a tear trailing down his heek. Once you really got down to it, Maxilmillian here wasn't as tough as he acted.


    Mia giggled and cranked up the heat on the way to her room. she dug some socks out of her drawer and wrapped a blanket around her thin form before going back to the kitchen to sprinkle some salt onto both bowls of food. "Viola!"she announced.

    Ouch. That must have hurt.


    Ann stared down at Max, horrified. "What? But...why would she do that?" the girl demanded, horrified.


    Mark smirked and grabbed his bowl. "Hope it isnt undercooked," he teased.

    "Let's count off the reasons, shall we?"Max said in a thick voice."First I flashed her, tried to have sex with her, looked at her naked which she doesn't know, and was spying on her. I guess she got fed up with it. Just like you probably are."



    Mia poked his side playfully and ate quickly, like a starved animal. Well, she hadn't eaten or drank(today) anything beside tha coffee earlier. She swallowed and wiped her mouth, heading to brush her teeth. She hated having a dirty mouth. After she was through with that, she took out a mocha Starbucks drink. Grinning, she drank half of it before loping back over to Mark. "Shall we go up to your room?"she asked, holding his hand.

    Ann stared down at him with disbelief. "You...you can't...she's your f*cking sister!" she yelled, voice cracking.


    Mark smiled back at her and nodded, kissing her on the cheek. "Let's," he said, squeezing her hand as he led her up the stairs.