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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: center; font-size: 40pt; font-family: times new roman; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt grey; letter-spacing: 2pt; color: #FFFFFF]CARTER COLLINS[/fancypost]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; width: 470px; text-transform: lowercase; color: black; ]I watched as the girl made her way to the counter. she seemed to give off a 'stay away' vibe. even the way she walked conveyed the gloom that hung over her. I observed her features, ink black hair complimented with icy blue eyes. she was undoubtedly beautiful but slightly frightening. she wasn't overbearingly menacing but enough that made me hesitant to even look at her. my heart skipped a beat when she spoke. I made eye contact with her for a moment before putting her order in. "alright, coming right up!" I managed to say. I wasn't acting my usual self. I reminded myself that she was just a person and slowly reverted to my normal attitude. matt stood over me for a minute as he walked by, then disappeared to make the orders.
    When matt returns with her caramel latte he elbows me before leaving again. I shot him a look before looking at the girl. I handed her the drink then said, "Hey, it's Charlotte right? Drink's on the house, consider it a welcoming gift." A smile spread across my lips and before she could turn to leave I added, "Have a great day!" what would she say to that? I usually acted as cheery but maybe it was a tad too much this time? no. I was overthinking everything. relax. she's just a person.

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    [font=georgia] FLYNN OWEN SILVERBROOK

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    I watched drew's aunt leave. drew was distracted, taking in her new surroundings. it wasn't the prettiest orphanage but at least it was organized. drew was observing everything, which I guessed included me. I felt self conscious for a moment as I felt her eyes drift over me. I met her gaze when she asked my name. "Flynn. nice to meet you drew." I let a smile cross my lips and started walking in the general direction of the kitchen. "would you like a tour?" I asked. maybe I could have someone besides my brother to talk to now. he was great and all but someone new to talk to would be a nice change. I looked back at drew before we reached the entranceway to the kitchen. the younger kids were in an uproar, chatting and playing. "it tends to get loud downstairs. I spend most of my time out of this house." I said, laughing slightly.
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    [font=georgia] SATISFACTION FEELS LIKE A DISTANT MEMORY

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    © COMET ✯
    #cometscodes

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    [font=times new roman][size=8]the person that you’d take a [shadow=#5CD6FF,left]bullet[/shadow] for is behind the [shadow=#5CD6FF,left]trigger.[/shadow]

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    You could call me prophet. Marshall, as I guessed, sighed and rolled his eyes. He watched out the window as I continued singing. When the song was finished we were almost to the exit. I checked on Brinley in the rearview mirror. She was looking out the window as well. I turned the radio down considerably, but left the volume high enough to fill the silence. "Guys we'll be there in ten minutes." I said. Where would we stay? Surely they would want to visit friends and family. However that might be painful and confusing, especially since they're 'dead'. I pondered how it would go over if I said that we would just do the job and get out. I didn't want to say that because I wanted to visit people too. It was easier for me because they knew I was alive. I was born and raised in the town over (Westpine) from Marshall and Brinley's (Chesterfield) but I attended school in this town. Eventually I decided that I would just let everything play out. "Where do you guys want to stay? We could stay with my brother." I mentioned. So many things swirled around in my mind it was hard to concentrate. They hardly knew much about my past or family. Maybe soon would be a good time to tell them...


    [ the worst f-cking muse in the world ]


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; letter-spacing:5px][align=center][font=bookman oldstyle][color=black][size=7pt]DON'T LET YOUR DREAMS BE DREAMS
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    [color=white][font=georgia][size=8]He walked quickly like he wanted to get away from here as quickly as possible. It was understandable. The sickening thought of Ryan running his hands down Luke's body and whispering things to hurt him crossed my mind. I tried to shake all the things from my mind. I wanted to not think. Not think of Luke desperately trying to avoid going home. Not think of Luke crying as he was violently abused. How could someone even do that to someone else? I didn't realize it but my eyes were watery. I held tears back, and looked at Luke, who walked with his head down. I followed closely behind him, wrapped up in my own thoughts. Luke was silent, which worried me, but I didn't say anything. When we finally reached my house I stood on the porch for a moment, and Luke finally spoke. "R-Right. Sorry." I said. I was about to reach for my keys in my pocket but instead looked at Luke. I couldn't hold those tears back anymore. Once one rolled down my cheek the rest followed. My voice got shaky and I sniffled before speaking. "Luke- I just- I don't know what to do. I want to be able to help you. I want you to be okay. I want you to be happy. I- I just" Even my voice conveyed the fact that I was crying. I choked for a moment, and looked at him. I wasn't making him any better. Me acting up like this was just making him feel worse. I wanted to take back my stumbling words, force myself to hold back the tears, but it was too late now. Stepping forward I hugged him tightly, my body shook slightly every time I would stop crying for a moment. It was an overwhelming feeling. My heart raced, my breath was shortened, and I felt like I couldn't control my body. I let my head fall to his shoulder and whispered breathlessly, "I'm sorry Lucas. I'm so sorry."


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: center; font-size: 40pt; font-family: times new roman; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt grey; letter-spacing: 2pt; color: #FFFFFF]CARTER COLLINS[/fancypost]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; width: 470px; text-transform: lowercase; color: black; ]Charlotte muttered something that I barely caught. why would she say that? I was taken aback by her comment but didn't say anything back. I was tempted to ask why she thinks that's true or what's wrong with being high-spirited. Actually I wasn't sure if I wanted her answer. Baffled, I didn't say another word to her. Her blue eyes conveyed something I couldn't quite put my finger on. I was unsure how to respond to her in general. Charlotte was a complete mystery to me, in fact, she was to everyone. I was curious, but I didn't want to pry. It sort of hit me that she was still standing at the counter, and I was standing there silently like an idiot. Wow great job Collins. The problem was I wasn't sure why she was still standing there. "Is there anything else I can help you with? I asked, meeting her eyes. The blue shade of her optics was intense, but crystalline and serene at the same time. Breathtaking really. I kept my hazel eyes locked with hers.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; letter-spacing:5px][align=center][font=bookman oldstyle][color=black][size=7pt]DON'T LET YOUR DREAMS BE DREAMS
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    [color=white][font=georgia][size=8][ MINI TIMESKIP ]
    We ran up the stairs, as fast as our feet could carry us. My mom was home and when we entered she greeted us. However we totally disregarded her and ran up the stairs. It felt like an eternity until we got to my room. I felt kind of bad for ignoring my mom but Luke was more important right now. I plopped on my bed and he followed. I stared at the ceiling, my heart still pounding. I so desperately wanted him to be happy. I wanted him to feel safe. The silence was slightly eerie. It was a terrible silence that ate away at me. I wanted to say something, but what could I say? After a moment I sat up and looked down at him. "Hey. Want to make something? We could make smoothies or bake cupcakes or... Do you feel like doing anything?" Damn. I was making things pretty awkward. I sighed and locked eyes with him. I still felt terrible for what happened. I mean, it wasn't like I could do anything about what happened in the past but I wish I could.

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    I'll reply after Nia does bc I don't want to leave her in the dust. ANYWAYS. I think it looks better with a picture of Marsh In it cx he looks so bad-ss in this one too

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    NM SHE CHANGED IT FROM BEACH FIRE CX

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    ?? i don't mean to sound rude, but is that all you're going to type?

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    B U M P

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    [font=georgia] FLYNN OWEN SILVERBROOK

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    Seemed fair enough. I thought about where I should start. Obviously she could tell that the room before us was the kitchen by what was contained in the room so I started towards the stairs. There I waited for her, not wanting her to get left behind. For a few moments I took in her looks. She seemed almost like a porcelain doll. Wispy blonde hair, crystalline blue eyes, and a light complexion are what gave off the 'doll' vibe. However something told me she was far from a doll. She carried this... weight with her. It's almost indescribable. Maybe it was because her parents recently died or because of something else but there was definitely a cloud over her. "I'm going to show you upstairs but it's nothing extravagant. It's most of the bedrooms and two of the bathrooms."
    The house was four floors, the basement, main floor, second floor, and the attic. The attic had one bedroom and one bathroom. Only one person resided there, Lindsey. She was a grade-a b*tch. Enough about her. The second floor had five bedrooms, one was empty, one was Lousie's, one my brother and I's, And the other two had bunk beds where there were five other kids; they were all under twelve.
    I would fill Drew in on this as we went along. I started up the stairs at a fast pace, sure that she could keep up.
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    [font=georgia] SATISFACTION FEELS LIKE A DISTANT MEMORY

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    © COMET ✯
    #cometscodes

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    [font=times new roman][size=19pt][shadow=#ffffff,left]ADRIAN.WILLIAM.JOHNSON[/shadow]

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    [font=times new roman][size=8]the person that you’d take a [shadow=#5CD6FF,left]bullet[/shadow] for is behind the [shadow=#5CD6FF,left]trigger.[/shadow]

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    "Oh trust me. He won't do that. So... to my brother's then!" I said. We were close, about five minutes now. I was excited yet worried at the same time.


    [size=12]TIME SKIP[/size]


    I pulled into the driveway of my brother, Drew. He was twenty five which made him four years my senior. We were close, and luckily we got along pretty well. My whole family did actually. My family consisted of my mother Jessica, my father Sean, then there's Drew, me, my thirteen year old sister Claire, and my youngest sibling, who is seven, Kara. I was sure that since we were in town Brin and Marsh would meet them all. Drew's house was pretty extravagant for a guy who lived alone. He moved from Westpine to Chesterfield just so that he could have his own house. Like I said my family got along but at 25 he wanted to be independent. Look at me, I was 21 and travelled around the country. Unlike my brother and parents I didn't have a job. The only reason they did is because they stuck to doing local cases, nothing outside of four to five hours away; unless it was an emergency. These thoughts consumed my mind as I walked up to his porch. I was sure Marshall and Brinley would follow close behind. Drew must've been waiting for me because I didn't even knock on the door before it opened. I was greeted excitedly and responded back in the same manner. Joy filled me as I hugged Drew tightly. I had texted him earlier saying that I was coming over, I also told him about Marshall and Brinley. He was happy to see me again as well as meet them. I let go of him and turned to watch Brin and Marsh as they got out of the car.

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    HEEEEY SORRY I EDITED MY POST cx

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    Bump for Angela who needs something from here! I'll reply eventually cx
    ANGELA BUMP IT BACK PLEASE


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    [font=times new roman][size=19pt][shadow=#ffffff,left]ADRIAN.WILLIAM.JOHNSON[/shadow]

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    Marshall and Brinley took their sweet time to walk up to the porch. Marshall introduced himself, while also joking about me. I laughed and shook my head. "You got that right." I turned to face my companions and spoke again, "Hey. How about Drew takes you inside and shows you around while I bring in our stuff? Does that sound okay?" It wouldn't take me long to bring our things in but at least they could explore for a few minutes. I'm sure Drew would let them pick a room for themselves. Drew nodded and said, "That sounds like a great idea. You guys can pick a room and after you get settled in I can cook something for you if you'd like." I knew he would let us pick a room. Drew gave Marshall and Brinley a wide smile, and motioned for them to come inside. Looks like they weren't getting much of a choice. I nodded to Drew before heading back to the car.


    [ ewww worst muse in awhile :c
    i need to build it back up ]

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    hey! i'm sorry for my sudden disappearance. life became overwhelming with school and all my after school activities. if you're still up for it i'll gladly continue this with you! if not i totally understand c:

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    hey! i'm sorry for my sudden disappearance. life became overwhelming with school and all my after school activities. if you're still up for it i'll gladly continue this with you! if not i totally understand c:

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    hey! i'm sorry for my sudden disappearance. life became overwhelming with school and all my after school activities. if you're still up for it i'll gladly continue this with you! if not i totally understand c:

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    a compromise. sounded easy enough. chris gave me some empty threats as well but I ignored them. I sighed and lifted my gaze to his. "fine. you have to keep your end of the bargain though. so... how were you planning on helping me anyway?" thankfully my urge to cry had gone away but I was afraid that it would sneakily return. I glanced at a clock on the desk that read 4:21 PM. Instead of resuming eye contact with Chris, I looked at my nails. Since I was a boy I've had the bad habit of biting them. I usually did it absentmindedly or when I was nervous. I observed each nail, most of them bitten down to the skin. At least they were in a rounded shape. I stopped myself from biting them anymore and brought my attention back to chris. I studied him. the way he was standing, his facial expression. I noticed multiple emotions that seemed to control certain parts of his body. his posture showed his seriousness, his expression showed his concern, and his eyes conveyed how worried he was. I locked my gaze with his and decided to just keep it there. It wasn't an intense stare, I was just making eye contact. hopefully I could get rid of him soon. I just wanted to be alone...[/fancypost]

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    [align=center][size=20pt]LOGAN.



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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: black; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 420px; height:;]I started down the hallway with Marshall and Brinley in front of me. Brinley disappeared into the living room while Marshall stayed ahead of me. I wasn't expecting him to yell, much less about the house. I laughed and replied, "Thanks. You and Brin can pick a room. Or, I can pick one for you, if you'd like." Just as soon as I finished speaking Brinley came into the hallway asking about the cat. Adrian brought me the cat just over a year ago, it was supposedly Brinley's. According to Ade, the cat's name was Mabel. They couldn't keep her because it was too hard to bring along on the road. I decided I could tell Brinley later. "Right. Your rooms. I was just telling Marsh that you guys can pick your own. If you guys want I can start cooking something while you pick a room. Both of you can meet me in the kitchen." Was my response to Brin.
    I knew only the basics about the pair of teens but I had the feeling we'd all get along. Adrian had saved them three years ago from a vamps' nest and their story goes on from there. I didn't see Ade very often so I was glad he stopped by. He is my little brother after all. The last time I saw him was when he brought Mabel to me. We kept in touch, a call here and there, a few texts. Adrian was way more into the hunting business than anyone in our family was. My parents and I both held jobs and worked cases within four/five hours away. (Unless an emergency came up.) There's more under the surface of my family, but that can be explained later.
    I approached Brinley carefully, wanting to take Mabel from her arms. "Can I have her please?" I asked. I blinked once at Brin and gave her a warm smile. Mabel seemed content in Brinley's arms, but I wanted to keep a watch on her because Bailey was here. I wasn't sure how Bailey was around cats, so I figured I was better safe than sorry.[/fancypost]
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