Witty Profiles

sign in or join



Member Since: 28 May 2010 02:19pm

Last Seen: 6 Jan 2015 10:06pm

user id: 110275

932 Favorites
43 Following
Comment Points
Comments on Quotes
Comments by User
Quote Comments by User
Flair beta

follow block report

  1. girl_coming_out_of_shell girl_coming_out_of_shell
    posted a quote
    April 22, 2011 12:31am UTC
    He ushered me through the room, gripping my upper arm to keep me in his command, and doors opened before us without him even touching the doorknobs. I kept my curiosities to myself and wished someone would tell me what was going on. There was seriously something eerie about these guys. Doors opening on their own accord, making people have headaches, what else was coming?
    "Do you really have to grip me so tightly?" I was beginning to feel the circulation in my arms cut off. He loosened his grip ever so slightly, but it wasn’t enough for my discomfort to go away.
    "Don’t complain. I could have one of these other guys take care of you and you would be in a lot worse condition." He shook me a little bit to make his point clear, but I still glared at him as he dragged me along.
    We finally reached a room that looked more like a five star hotel suite than an average bedroom. The man holding me shut the door behind us, but not before I seen two guys station themselves like guards outside the door. I was about to question that when I was pulled me farther into the room and tossed onto the bed.
    "What are you doing?" Panic was rising inside me, and I really just wanted to go home. He closed the curtains on all of the windows, and locked the door before answering me.
    "This is where you’ll be staying until lover boy comes to rescue you. Understand? Gerald will be stopping by in a couple of hours to question you on a few things and I can’t promise that you’ll be perfectly safe in his presence. I can normally keep him calm, but there’s no questioning that he could blow his top in a matter of seconds and cause you severe head discomfort."
    His words weren’t soothing me like I wished they would, and I was starting to hyperventilate. He noticed this before I did and was by my side with a glass of water, rubbing small circles on my back to calm me. He told me to think about things that were happy and take deep breaths.
    "Are you a doctor or something?" I asked, feeling a bit better. I could breathe normally and for some reason, his hands on my back were making me happier than I should have been in this situation.
    "No, I just go through this a lot. I know how to keep people calm." He stopped rubbing my back and I felt my happiness slip away from me.
    "Can you please tell me why I’m here?" I sipped a little of the water and felt it’s cool, refreshing pureness slide down my dry throat. I hadn’t noticed how parched I was and instantly downed the rest of what was left in the glass. I wished I had more when he handed me another one.
    "As bait to get the wolves into our territory so we can negotiate a situation we need them for." His eyes told me he wasn’t going to reveal anymore information and I knew it would be hopeless for me to keep questioning.
    "Do they know where I am?"
    He shook his head no.
    "So how are they going to find me?"
    He grinned. "Subtle hints are being left for them. If they figure it out, that’s the end of your journey here. So the longer it takes for them to figure it out, the longer you’ll be staying here."
    "So what am I supposed to be doing here while I wait? Are you going to torture me?" I suddenly had images of myself being tied and gagged to some pole in a dungeon atmosphere. But if that’s what they were going to do, they would have done it already, right?
    "As soon as I figure out Gerald’s schedule, I can answer specifically. But for the most part you will just stay in here."
    There were a few moments of silence that made me feel like sleeping. I put my glass of water on the bedside table and looked around the room to give my eyes and mind something to do. There was a large living area with an enormous television set that was connected to the wall. Plush, velvet seats were lined in front of it with a glorious, crystal blue rug under an intricately carved glass coffee table.
    "So why am I here? I’m not Steve’s girlfriend. He’s the one in charge."
    He shrugged. "His girlfriend isn’t as enjoyable as you are. And I’m sure that your blood tastes better than hers. That’s also why you were the one with all the headaches."
    "What! How does that have anything to do with the taste of my blood?"
    "I’ll let Gerald speak with you about that. But for now, you need to sleep."
    He touched my forehead and I slumped farther down the bed in sudden dizziness.
    "Wait! What’s your name?" My mouth didn’t form the words the way I wanted them to, but I think he understood what I was saying since I watched as his mouth formed the name, ‘Sage’. I fell into a black sleep, and didn’t dream anything for three hours.

  2. girl_coming_out_of_shell girl_coming_out_of_shell
    posted a quote
    April 22, 2011 12:27am UTC
    I hurried out to the car where my mom was waiting for me, and we decided to go into town and shop before we went to Olive Garden for lunch. I felt a little guilty about it, but I quickly sent Mason a text and he told me I would be fine. I assumed he would send in some reinforcements in the area so that I wasn’t completely defenseless.
    I had a good time with my mom. We chatted about everything there was to chat about. We even had fun in the mall while looking for a new pair of shoes for her. She liked having me there so that she could have a second opinion on whatever it was she was going to get. I was her fashion guru in ways I suppose. We both walked out of Dillard’s with new boots. I was excited to wear them in the fall for school.
    The skin on the back of my neck was tingling as we walked into Olive Garden to wait for a table. I looked around, but didn’t see anything out of the ordinary. I put a smile on for my mom and hoped that nothing would spike her suspicions with me. I didn’t want to tell her that we were in a potential danger zone without one of the boys with us. She didn’t notice my behavior change and was bubbly as she ordered her food. I didn’t think my stomach could handle more than a salad, but I ordered a half plate of chicken fettuccini.
    My neck felt normal by the time our lunch came, and light conversation was flowing between us. I must have just been imagining things. There’s nothing here that’s going to hurt me. I need to just stay calm and get back home with my mom before anything happens.
    Just when I thought all was going great, a black SUV pulls into the parking space next to my mom as we’re walking out of Olive Garden. I can breathe again when a nice looking couple get out and don’t so much as glance at us as they walk into the restaurant. I pull myself together for my mom and ignore the fact that the SUV was even in existence when I reach for the handle on my door. I should have known better.
    I was pulled from behind and dragged into the backseat of the SUV. There were at least six guys in the car with me, and they were restraining me. The driver was out of the parking lot before my mother even knew I had been taken! I was screaming and yelling at them, I even got a good punch on one of them, but with them being vampires he didn’t even flinch. I was surprised they hadn’t gagged me with a rag or something. That is, until I felt something sharp pierce the side of my neck and I slumped to the floor. I was unable to move or talk.
    I was still conscious, for some reason, and everyone was staring at me. Some with shock and others with comical grins on their faces. I tried moving my mouth for a remark on their staring, but I couldn’t find the muscles in my face to make that even possible. One of them reached down and pulled me up to the seat. He strapped me in place and put his arm around my shoulders to keep my head from falling forward. Tears stung my eyes, but I couldn’t let myself cry like this. They couldn’t see how weak I was.
    "Don’t do anything rash, Zoe," said the driver. I glared at the back of his head as best as I could and he burst into laughter. He knew very well that I couldn’t move. "Don’t worry. You’ll have that pretty face back in progress withing the hour."
    Within the hour it was. I recognized the way to Las Vegas, and even though the speed limit was 75, we were going 100 mph! I really wanted some cops to turn up, but none ever did. We made it to Las Vegas in less than 45 minutes, and I was beginning to feel my face tingle as if my nerves had been asleep.
    I shrugged whoever’s arm was around me off and the driver winked at me. I figured my best bet right now was silence. Just watch my surroundings and see if there was any possible way I could find to make my escape. There wasn’t, of course, and then I couldn’t see anything at all. I felt the sensation of going downwards, and I realized we must be driving down through a tunnel. There was pure darkness as we drove through the tunnel, and I was feeling slightly claustrophobic as the darkness enveloped me. Not even the car’s headlights were on, but I knew that if all my reading up on vampires was true, they didn’t need any sort of light to see in this blackness.
    We came to a stop, and a light ahead was gradually growing as a garage door slid up. We drove through the door to find a parking lot with several of the black SUVs in perfectly lined rows. I was latched onto by my upper arms as we parked and I was pulled out of the car.
    Another man came to stand in front of me and he had an extremely amused grin on his face. "Are you going to come quietly?" He held up a long strip of silver duct tape and I quickly nodded. I could only imagine the pain that I would experience when someone yanked that off of me. He laughed and motioned for my ‘bodyguards’ to move aside.
    They hesitated, but the look on his face meant business. They let go of me and he slid his arm around my waist. I had half a mind to slap him, but I knew duct tape wouldn’t be my only worries if I did. He led me to the elevator and we all piled into the small squared room that dropped us down three levels before it opened to reveal a brightly lit foyer.

  3. girl_coming_out_of_shell girl_coming_out_of_shell
    posted a quote
    January 31, 2011 12:02am UTC
    Rollercoaster of Life
    Life is a crazy ride at your favorite amusement park.
    The people in line are like those in your life.
    Some stay in the line for a little while, then chicken out and leave.
    They get scared of what's coming at the end of the line.
    They help you here and there, encourage you, pep talk you, then leave.
    Then there are the ones who you get attached to.
    You want them by you on the ride.
    They hold your hand when you're scared to move up in the line.
    They talk you through it, comfort you, fight for your spot on that ride,
    But when you're next to get on, they go for the EXIT.
    They realize they can't do it either, like the others.
    "Good Luck" they say, walking down those steps on to another path.
    Leaving you stranded there, thinking you're alone on this ride.
    The ride pulls up, stops as the passengers are getting off.
    You start debating whether you can go through with it.
    The gates open for you to step on.
    Feeling so alone, you start backing away, saying to yourself,
    "I can't do this alone." Then you feel a hand on your shoulder.
    "We can do this. It'll be fine."
    The ones who were with you the whole time.
    They stood in line with you, strong, prepared.
    They have been on this ride before.
    They know it'll all be worth it in the end.
    You step on the ride, strong, and proud.
    Surrounded by those who have fought for you,
    loved you, helped you in every way they could.
    They made you who you are today.
    The ride starts, you're scared you won't make it,
    Scared that you'll lose the ones you love.
    You make it up and down the hills, through the loops,
    Turns, and spins. The ride comes to an end.
    You step off the ride, look across and see someone else
    In line, scared. You turn and say, "It's worth it, You can do it"
    You smile and walk down those steps to get on another
    Life changing experience.
    *notmine* my cousin wrote this, and i thought it was completely true!

  4. girl_coming_out_of_shell girl_coming_out_of_shell
    posted a quote
    December 31, 2010 10:46am UTC
    "You okay?" Mason put his arm around me.
    "Y-yeah. I’m just confused with all of this. I want to just be able to relax with you."
    I knew that he wanted the same thing. "I hope things will calm down soon. They usually do for a little while before they come up with ne bargains for us."
    I sighed. I wanted to know what this feud was all about. It might ease my worries! Then again, it could increase them too.
    "Should we just nix the truck?" Cliff asked, sounding a little worried.
    "Are you going to buy me a new one?" Mason’s jaw clenched and I heard his teeth grinding together in anger.
    "I think you can make a sacrifice for the team and I’m just that Steve will reward you with a new one."
    "I think he’ll be able to understand that I don’t want to drive the only thing my dad left me off the road to it’s death."
    "Please don’t drive your truck off the road Mase. I don’t want to die!"
    "You wouldn’t die, Zoe. I would jump out with you before we crashed and we would run to our hideout to escape Adrian and his crew."
    I breathed a sigh of relief, but I still didn’t want him to drive his truck off the road. I’ve never heard him mention his dad before, but if this truck is from him, then I know it means a lot to him.
    "We’ll go to my house and jump out and run after my car is safely parked." we were in Hurricane now, and a few sharp turns and we were parked in front of Mason’s house. He grabbed me around the waist and he ran around to the back of the house. We ran to the kiddie playground that was in the very corner of his yard that I had never noticed before until now.
    I didn’t have time to question why we were going down the slide, because we were swallowed up by a big black hole at the bottom of the slide. We slid and slid until we fell out of the ceiling of their underground hideout. He moved us out of the way, just in time for Cliff and Abbie to fall after us.
    "Can’t they follow us still?" Abbie cried, falling to the floor from being unstable.
    They both chuckled. "You can only get through if you have a tail from our tribe." I felt something furry slide up my arm and Mason’s tail brushed my nose. I jumped and smacked it away as he laughed.
    "We should just stay here for the rest of our lives." Cliff lounged on the couch and sighed.
    "Someone wold eventually come and ruin your perfect laziness," Abbie said.
    "That would be now." Steve appeared out of the darkness and Cliff groaned.
    "I don’t know where they came from," Mason started. "I had my mind stretched for them, and all of a sudden they were right on top of us!"
    "I know. I don’t know what happened either, but I don’t want anyone leaving the area unless they are better guarded in numbers. Understand?"
    Mason nodded. "And someone needs to fix Cliff’s brain."
    Steve snorted. "What did he do today?"
    "Hey!" Cliff threw his shoe at Steve and he caught it without even looking.
    "He wanted me to drive my truck off the road because we were boxed in by all their SUVs!"
    "Brain damage!" Steve chucked the shoe back at Cliff. "Why would you even suggest that? You would never drive your car off the road like that!"
    "I would if I had to!" Cliff stood up[ and was in Steve’s face, yelling.
    "Calm down Cliff. They’re only joking. Stay out of his face before you both lost your tempers!" Abbie pushed Cliff away from Steve and he pulled her into one of the rooms, away fro m Steve and Mason.
    ‘He needs some anger management help." Steve muttered, he shook hands with Mason, patted my back, and disappeared back into the darkness he came from.
    "So what now?" I asked, lacing my fingers with Mason’s.
    "I guess I’ll take you home and then I have to put a shift in at the garage."
    "Am I allowed to go anywhere? Like with my mom or something?"
    He shrugged. "I’d prefer you didn’t, but if you do, take Zane or Zagger with you. And text me so I know where you are. Please."
    He kissed me as he pulled me through the darkness of the secret cave.
    "I love you. Don’t forget that."
    I grinned. "You do the same."
    He changed to his wolf form, and lowered down so I could get on his back to ride off into the sunset. Ha! If only! He took me back to my house and I was put to work in helping my mom cook dinner.
    "How are you and Mason holding up?" My mom asked me. She raised her eyebrows at me and I shrugged.
    "They’re going great. Why do you ask?"
    "Just curious. We haven’t chatted in a while like we used to."
    I shrugged. "We’ve both been out of the house a lot lately, haven’t we?"
    She nodded. "Hit and miss. We should hang out today, maybe go to lunch? Just the two of us? Sound fun?"
    I nodded and hugged her, keeping in mind my warning from Mason. I didn’t really want Zane or Zagger coming along on my lunch date with my mom, so maybe I’ll just tell Mason and talk my mom into staying close to home for lunch.
    He wasn’t thrilled about it, and we argued over the phone for five minutes before he hung up on me. Tears stung in my eyes and before I could cry, he called me back and apologized and told me he loved me. It was almost comical how much he was groveling right now. I assured him that he was forgiven and had to tell him that I didn’t need him to come over to prove he was sorry.

  5. girl_coming_out_of_shell girl_coming_out_of_shell
    posted a quote
    December 31, 2010 10:45am UTC
    "Next time you go to see Amber, I want to go with you."
    "I won’t be seeing her anymore, and I told her as much before I left her. You are my one and only, Zoe. Please believe me when I say that."
    "With time I might, but you still have to gain my trust back. So keep that in mind."
    "I will. Just remember that I really do love you." He knelt down in front of me with both my hands in his. "Please know that."
    "I do know that. And I love you in return."
    He grinned and hugged me around my waist. "You’re the best, Zoe. I’ll never fail you again for as long as you’ll have me."
    Abbie and I had planned to go to the mall today, and since Mason was back in my good graces, the boys came with us to enjoy our company in the world of girls: Dressing Rooms!
    We planned to fill our closets with a new college wardrobe, and that is exactly what we did! One matching outfit after another was tried on and added to the growing pile of clothes that the boys were in charge of. My camera was filling up with an enormous amount of stunningness as Mason flashed away for our makeshift fashion show we were putting on for them.
    "I don’t understand girls and clothes," Cliff said, looking through the camera while we waited in line at the checkout stand.
    "You better learn fast boy!" Abbie kissed his cheek and grinned.
    Mason’s arm slid around my waist and he kissed my forehead. "You okay?" he asked, noticing my slight discomfort when he touched my head.
    "Yeah, just a bit of a headache. Nothing to worry about." It was my turn for a present from Mother Nature, so I was expecting the headache. I didn’t feel the need to fill him in on that much information though, so I kissed him. That worked in keeping his mind on light subjects.
    We ended up going to Starbucks for drinks, and Mason teased me about what happened a week ago here at the mall. I took it light heartedly, but I really needed to sit down. My head was beginning to spin. The boys stood in line while Abbie and I claimed tables for us.
    "Are you sure this isn’t one of those freak attacks you used to get?" Abbie asked, worry filling her eyes.
    "No, it can’t be. I would have a lot more pounding going on in my head if that was the case."
    We still weren’t so sure, so Mason casually checked the perimeter of the store to make sure Adrian and the creepy head guy weren’t around to cause my discomfort.
    "I don’t think anyone is here, Zoe. I’m usually one of the first ones that can sense them, five miles away!" Cliff was looking around as he was speaking.
    Mason came back with a dead serious look on his face. "What’s wrong?" I immediately asked.
    "I’ll tell you in a minute. Let’s go get something to eat."
    We had to walk fast to keep up with him, and as soon as we were outside the building, he swung me into his arms and ran to his truck. He set me down so he could unlock the door, and that’s when the trouble started.
    We were surrounded by ten of Adrian’s vampire friends, and everyone looked extremely menacing. Mason hid me behind his back, and pushed me against the car.
    "We don’t want any trouble. As you can see, I called Gerald off the mind tricks, so let’s just talk like normal people."
    I examined my head, and the headache was completely gone. No more spinning. That didn’t meant it couldn’t come back at a moment’s notice though.
    "That’s just it, Carter. We’re not normal people, so leave us alone now, or this is going to get ugly." Mason said in a low growl. I wrapped my arms around his waist, and hoped I could do something to keep him from starting the fight that was itching to break out.
    I heard Mason’s voice inside my head, telling me to get inside the truck. As if on cue, I heard the door unlock. I didn’t hesitate, and I clambered inside with my bags of clothes. He was in right after me, and Cliff was in with Abbie.
    If they weren’t vampires, I’m pretty sure that some of those guys would have possibly died. When Mason put the truck in gear and backed out of the parking space, it felt like we hit twenty speed bumps at 50 mph! I looked back to see the damage done, but they had all disappeared. Or at least that’s what I thought.
    Three black SUVs were suddenly behind us, and I heard Mason swear when I told him they were following us.
    "What do they want from you guys that makes them follow you like blood hounds?" Abbie asked.
    She was sitting on Cliff’s lap, and she almost slammed into the dashboard when Mason swerved onto the freeway entrance ramp.
    "Ab, please don’t ask questions right now. I don’t want you put in anymore danger than you already are." Cliff had weary lines on his face, and his eyes were drooping with tiredness.
    "Same goes for you." Mason nudged me.
    "Well if it concerns our well being, why shouldn’t you tell us what’s going on?"
    I was kind of glad Abbie was the one voicing the exact questions that were running through my own mind.
    "Because! If they happen to find a way to take you, they’ll torture answers out of you. If you don’t know anything that’s going on, you might be safer."
    I looked behind us, ignoring Abbie and Cliff as they argued, and I could clearly see Adrian in the driver’s seat of the SUV directly behind us. He winked at me and I snapped my head back to the front of the car.

  6. girl_coming_out_of_shell girl_coming_out_of_shell
    posted a quote
    December 31, 2010 10:44am UTC
    He flung me over his shoulder and carried me up to his bedroom. He dropped me onto his bed and began pacing in tight circles around his room.
    "What are you doing? I want to go home!" I got off the bed, only to be pushed back down. "You do know that Gage told me everything, right? So you’ll have a hard time lying to me. Just so you know."
    "How does Gage know?" His head snapped to me and I cowered in the look he was giving me. He was furious.
    "I don’t know!" I threw a pillow at him and he ignored it as it hit him and fell to the floor. He paced around for an hour before I found myself falling asleep. He didn’t wake me up until my mom started calling him to find out where I was. He said he bought me two more hours, but he didn’t have anything to say to me about our problem. I wasn’t up for my side of the story yet, so I made him take me home.
    I avoided everyone for the rest of the night, and most of the next day until Abbie made me eat lunch with her and we chatted about graduation that was seriously only two days away.
    The rest of my day flew by, and after school I had an appointment with the school counselor about my attendance to SUU in the fall. The meeting went by quickly, and my next day was so anxiously played out, I don’t even want to relive it.
    Graduation day! The day I’ve always dreamed of as a kid. The day you say goodbye to friends that are going off to college. The day I was shedding tears for no reason because every person that hugged me made me feel like I really did accomplish something with my life.
    Gage was my escort to the stage since Benz came after Bell, and he probably thought I was a freak for crying on his shoulder after we received our diplomas. I was so emotional and out of my senses that I let Mason pull me into a hug and give me a graduation kiss. There are no words available for how I felt!
    Somehow Abbie talked me into going to the graduation party for our last class activity before our Ten Year Reunion. I had my brain back, and I enjoyed a great party with my girl since she made Cliff stay with Mason for most of the night. She knew I needed a girls night just as much as I knew myself. It felt great! And at the end of the night, I promised Mason we would hang out the next day to talk about what would happen to us and our conflicting relationship.
    The beginning of a new life begins now. I wake up late Friday morning, the day after graduation, and realize that I am now an official adult. There was nothing that was going to keep me from living my life now. I was going to take full responsibility of my life now. No more teenage drama. That part of my life was going to end. Fast. Time to call Mason. What a joy.
    I showered and ate breakfast before I went out back where he had been waiting for me. I gave him a hug and kissed his cheek.
    "What’s that for?" He asked, rubbing his cheek where I had kissed him.
    "Well do you want me to be a snobby brat and start yelling at you?"
    He shook his head no and we sat at the picnic table by the pool. My mother must have felt pity for him, because there was a plate of his favorite cookies with a pitcher of grape juice and two glasses. He stared at me with sincere, burning desire in his eyes. Somehow I knew that no matter what happened today, that we would be together again.
    "I do want this to work, so I’m going to listen to what you have to say, and I’m going to believe you unless I have been notified otherwise.
    He accepted my offer and told me how he met Amber at a party our Junior year. Even though he was still in love with me, he wanted what any teenage boy wanted, and she was offering it– the diving attention of a pretty girl.
    I can faintly remember seeing her at parties with him, now that he mentions it, and I keep my mouth and comments to myself until he tells me that he was falling in love with her.
    "What?! You love her?!"
    "I did. That was before you finally noticed me and then my love for you returned."
    I munched on a cookie as he finished telling me his story. He told me that five months ago, when he started dating me, he broke it off with her and he hadn’t seen her since our latest fiasco.
    "Woah, woah, woah. That’s not what Gage told me the other day."
    "Gage also told me last night that he might have exaggerated a few things so that you would be angrier with me and seek him for comfort. I was shocked he told me that, but then again, he was drunk."
    "How can I believe that?" I scrutinized his face to see if there was anything that would give away his poker face. There wasn’t of course, and he handed me his cell phone with Gage’s number pulled up.
    "So what happened last weekend? Why did you go to Arizona where my brother took a picture of you making out with Amber?"
    He takes my hand across the table and won’t look me in the eyes. I squeeze his hand for reassurance, and he takes a deep breath before he finally speaks.
    "Her dad took some unfair anger out on her, and she needed someone to talk to. She claims I was her only option."
    "For two days?"
    "Well then she talked me into staying for the party that your brother and Curtis were at as well. I tried calling you to tell you where I was and what I was doing, but she hid my phone battery so I couldn’t use it. For some reason I couldn’t focus enough to change my mind to wolf form, so I couldn’t send you a message through one of the guys either."
    His story sounded a little fishy, but I told him I was going to believe him, so that’s what I did. He apologized for making out with Amber, and he swore to me he wasn’t going to do it again. I really hoped he wouldn’t.

  7. girl_coming_out_of_shell girl_coming_out_of_shell
    posted a quote
    December 30, 2010 9:48pm UTC
    Mason must have known I wasn’t happy with him because he left me alone for the rest of the day. I got home and was thankful for no homework troubles. I could just relax and try and figure out what I was going to do with my problems. This was not an easy thing to accomplish seeing as I had so many serious problems in my wake. I slip my clothes off and slide into a steaming hot, vanilla scented bubble bath. For some reason I make the best decisions with steam floating around me, and the noise of the flowing water conveniently blocking out reality.
    I turned the water off when it was up to my neck in depth, and let myself relax into the sweet luxury of hot water. I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I know, the hairs on my arms are sticking up and Mason is sitting on the side of my bathtub, trailing his fingers through my water.
    I sink lower into the water, grateful for the shield of bubbles, and glare at him.
    "It’s school, are we going to talk now?"
    I look down at my hands and wondered how long I was in the tub for. The water was still steaming, but my hands looked like prunes.
    "Not with me in the bathtub! How long have you been in here?" I was beginning to feel self conscious with his gaze staring into my eyes.
    "Ten minutes. I’ve been trying to probe your dreams." Great, my werewolf boyfriend was trying to spy on me through his ability to enter my dreams. Supposedly it was because we were linked together, but I was far from thinking that this whole ‘marking’ was as serious as everyone is claiming it is.
    "So you’re a stalker now, huh?"
    He laughs and I feel myself smile. I quickly sober my face and he hands me my robe that was hanging from my bathroom door.
    Before I could say anything, he turns around an leaves me to myself so I can get dressed. I wasn’t particularly in a caring mood, so I just slipped on some shorts and a tank top, not even bothering with makeup. I put my hair in a towel to keep the water off my neck, and yank the door open to find Mason grinning at me from my balcony doors.
    "What’s funny?" I snap.
    "Nothing. Should we go now?" He took a couple steps towards me.
    "Where are we going?" I didn’t want to go anywhere. Especially looking like this. Maybe that was why he was smiling.
    "I was thinking my house, or the park or something."
    "Why can’t we just stay here?"
    If he wasn’t trying to win my love back, I’m positive that he would have told me I was stupid for asking such a question in this situation.
    "Babe, they can all hear us. I was hoping we could go somewhere in privacy."
    I go back in my bathroom and carelessly blow dry my hair. I think about some eyeliner and mascara, but I decide against it when I remember my not caring mood. I pull on a shirt that coincides with my tank top, and go back out to Mason.
    "You’re gorgeous. And I truly love you." He pulled me into a hug and kissed me.
    I was mad at myself for kissing him back, but that didn’t mean I didn’t enjoy the kiss. I pushed him back and cocked an eyebrow at him. He raised his hands in surrender and motioned for me to lead the way. I stomp past my brothers and Curtis in the living room. When I get to Mason’s truck, I get in and slam the door extra hard. He cringes and shakes his head.
    "You have to be gentle with my girl, Zo." He starts the truck and begins the journey to his house.
    I look at him. "Your girl?"
    He grins and nods.
    "So what am I, exactly?"
    His grin falters. "My girlfriend?"
    "Just drive." I sit back and ignore the hand that keeps prodding my leg in an attempt for me to hold his hand. I stare out the window as houses and trees pass by in the familiar route to his house. He’s going 15 over the speed limit and I half hoped a cop would pull out and give him a ticket. He probably would have talked himself out of it though. Faked an injury that would need me to get to the hospital or something.
    Trixie wasn’t home when we got to his house, and I secretly wished she was so that I could have had an escape when I didn’t want to hear his crap anymore.
    "Do you want anything? Water or food or something?" He pulled me into the kitchen and I sank into a plush dining table chair.
    "Water please." He handed me a glass of ice water before I finished my request and sat down across from me with his own glass of water.
    "So. . ."
    I looked at him and raised my eyebrows. "Yes?"
    "Where should we start?"
    "Are you serious?" I suddenly lost my temper and was two seconds away from throwing my water in his face. Trixie wouldn’t appreciate the water damage to her furniture though, so I restrained myself. "You were the one so adamant on talking, so you are starting. Not me."
    He sighed and looked a little lost. I didn’t care, though, so I stayed quiet in my seat, waiting for him to continue with the bull he was about to dish out to me.
    "I love you Zoe, and I know I’ve done things I shouldn’t have, but I can change. I swear it. Will you please just give me another chance?"
    "You don’t get it, do you?" I shake my head and slam my water glass on the table. "You lied to me Mason! You cheated on me! Don’t you see that? You hurt me, Mason. I don’t want to be with someone that hurts me. So unless you’re going to prove to me that you can tell the truth, and the whole truth, then I’m leaving."
    A hint of a smile appeared on his face from my little tantrum, and I lost it. I threw my water glass at him and ran for the front door. He swore and I heard his footsteps following after me as I ran through the house to get to the door. I seen it and ran as hard as I could to get to it. I almost made it too! He pulled me away right as my hand touched the handle.

  8. girl_coming_out_of_shell girl_coming_out_of_shell
    posted a quote
    December 30, 2010 2:59pm UTC
    click to see this quote

  9. girl_coming_out_of_shell girl_coming_out_of_shell
    posted a quote
    December 30, 2010 12:08am UTC
    I shake my head. "Well, I’m technically in another relationship, and I’ve already ‘cheated’ on him with my best friend. I shouldn’t make it worse than it already is. . ."
    "If you’re with Curtis right now, then you should definitely hang with me. He’s a bad influence and Mason would be much better off if you were to be with me. I’m better for you." He put his arm around my shoulders and leaned in, closer to my face.
    "Well, as tempting as that sounds, you wouldn’t be next in line if I was to drop Curtis. So maybe if the second guy screws up I’ll consider you." I put my hand over his mouth, and gently push him away.
    "You’re missing out on a great opportunity. They only come around a few times, so if you miss this one, it won’t happen again." He’s giving me a malicious grin and I’m half tempted to slap his face, but that wouldn’t be very nice payment for his information.
    "I’m sure it is a once in a lifetime opportunity, but I think I’ll just have to pass on this one. I thank you though for the offer. I really appreciate it. And thank you for your information." I paused my getaway plan, and gently pressed my lips to his for half a second. "Thank you. Really."
    "My pleasure. If you need anymore information I’m sure I’ll find a way to get it to you. Trust me."
    I grin and get up to leave for lunch. And then I wished I hadn’t. Mason was at the door, waiting for me, and I half wondered if he saw what happened with Gage and I. He didn’t say anything though, and I felt relieved. But then I remembered I was mad at him and caught Gage’s arm as he was walking past us.
    "Wanna have lunch at my place today?"
    Gage was just as shocked at my request as I was, but he agreed and we left without a second glance at Mason. I knew that Gage’s arm around my shoulders would be enough to make him furious with me though. And that was enough for me!
    "Are we really going to your place?" He asked me, once we were in the parking lot. He led me to a raised Ford Bronco that was required him picking me up and placing me inside of it.
    "Of course not! You’re taking me to your place so I can hide from him."
    He shut my door for me and went around to his side. I was surprised to find the car fairly clean, considering that when I think of Bronco’s I imagine red neck junk littered all over the floor.
    "To my place it is!" He fired up the engine and maneuvered it out of the parking lot in an exceptional manner. I knew I would never have been able to drive this thing without hitting something!
    "I’m impressed. But then again I shouldn’t be since you have super powers and stuff." He looked at me in confusion. "With you being a werewolf and all?" He raised his eyebrows, still not knowing what I was talking about. "Driving this thing?!"
    He laughed. "Ok, I get it now. I thought you were impressed with me going to lunch with you and I had no idea how that had anything to do with me being a werewolf and all."
    I shook my head and smiled. "So what are you feeding me?" I asked, feeling my hunger begin to sink in. I hadn’t eaten breakfast, and I was afraid there was going to be some stomach grumbling in a few minutes if I didn’t eat soon.
    "I’ll find something suitable for you. I usually just eat whatever I can find, but I’m sure there’s some hot pockets or something that will work." He flashed a grin at me and I rolled my eyes.
    We pulled into the driveway of an immaculate home. There were colonial pillars supporting the porch of the house, with beautiful rose bushes placed delicately along the length of the porch. There were trees and flowers scattered tastefully across the lawn, and the pure white home was, in itself, the most gorgeous town home I had ever seen in my life.
    I must have had shock written all over my face, because Gage laughed at me and pulled me through the drivers door to the floor. "It’s not the amazing, is it?"
    I couldn’t pull myself together for words, so I just followed him into the home. We paused in the foyer before heading for the kitchen. He told me he was listening to see if his parents were home or not.
    He motioned for me to sit at the high bar while he searched for some food. The kitchen screamed ‘Personal Chef’. I just knew it! There was no way this kitchen could look the way it did. My suspicions were confirmed when a nice looking woman walked in and asked us what we wanted to eat. Gage looked a little embarrassed, but brushed it away since he didn’t know what to feed me. I didn’t care what I ate, so she got out some chips and salsa while she prepared meat for homemade tacos.
    "What are you thinking?" Gage asked, sitting next to me and brushing a strand of hair out of my face.
    "Why are you embarrassed about this?" I gestured around the room and he shrugged.
    "I just don’t like be associated as the rich kid. I get taken advantage of and thought of in ways that don’t apply to me."
    "Like what?" I dipped a chip in the liquid spiciness and crunched it’s delicious flavor, savoring it before I swallowed.
    "People just think I’m a stuck up brat since my parents have money and I don’t have financial worries."
    "Well you have your own job, don’t you?" The salsa was hotter than I expected, and the only way to keep tears out of my eyes was to keep eating chips.
    "Yes, but not very many people know about it."
    What difference does it make if people think you’re rich or not? Heck, if I was rich I wouldn’t care what people thought. I would buy whatever I wanted! But looking at his face, I could tell that he really didn’t want to talk about it, so I switched the subject.

  10. girl_coming_out_of_shell girl_coming_out_of_shell
    posted a quote
    November 15, 2010 10:21pm UTC
    click to see this quote

  11. girl_coming_out_of_shell girl_coming_out_of_shell
    posted a quote
    November 15, 2010 10:20pm UTC
    click to see this quote

  12. girl_coming_out_of_shell girl_coming_out_of_shell
    posted a quote
    November 15, 2010 10:17pm UTC
    I don’t see his car, so I sit in mine, wondering what I should do or where I should go now. There’s a knock on my window and I almost scream before I recognize Alex in his black Three Days Grace sweatshirt. I get out and go into his warm arms.
    "Are you okay?"
    I nod. "I just needed to see you before I went insane. I can’t handle Curtis and Mason on my plate right now."
    He pulls me inside and I’m glad I came here when I puts a slice of pizza in front of me.
    "So where’s your car?" I take the pizza and put it on a plate with another slice.
    "In the garage. My parents are gone."
    I nod, taking a huge bite of the cheesy deliciousness. He piles his plate up with pizza and we go into the living room to eat.
    "Spill." He tells me.
    I begin my sob story and tell him about the pictures Zagger and Curtis showed me, and then all that happened from dinner with Mason. He laughed when I told him about my wish for a boy fairy to take care of all my problems.
    "I just don’t know what to do!" I whined.
    He taps my nose. "You should just ditch them both and hang out with me until Mason redeems himself." I think for a minute and wish that it was that easy. Mason would still be around, and Curtis would find a way to be around.
    "You’re right, it won’t work." He traces the stress lines on my face and I try to relax my muscles.
    "I love how you know what I’m thinking before I say it."
    "That’s what best friends are for."
    I kiss his cheek. "I’m glad you’re my best friend. I’d be lost without you."
    "Same here. You’ve even saved my reputation a few times."
    "Oh yeah? How?"
    "I was known to be gay until I let loose in the locker room that I made it to third base with you in seventh grade."
    I burst into laughter. I remembered how we were somewhat of a couple in seventh grade. Back when life wasn’t so complex.
    "You’re still not gay, right?" I tease.
    "Of course I’m not."
    "Are you sure about that? I don’t see a girlfriend in the picture here."
    "That’s because she’s in love with my best guy friend. She doesn’t see me the way I see her." He pushed a piece of hair back behind my ear and winked.
    "Who is this lucky girl? I’ll have to talk to her."
    He looks past me for a moment and says, "She’s a really awesome girl, and her eyes make me think of a bottomless ocean. And her lips are the color of a pink rose." He traced my lips with his finger.
    I laughed and play swatted his hand away from me.
    "And her laugh is the sweetest, clearest, tinkling I’ve ever heard in all my life."
    "You’re joking with me, right?" I ask.
    "Not entirely. I wish you were dating me, but Mason got you first. And when I do find a girl that loves me back, I want her to be just like you. My best friend."
    I feel a little better, knowing he isn’t another boy on my list, and I am happy that he wants a girl like me. If I wasn’t stuck with Mason, I would give anything to have Alex as my boyfriend. That’s how much I truly did love him.
    "I love you, best friend."
    He takes my hand and kisses it. "I love you too."
    We sit in silence while I’m mulling over the question I want to ask him. I can’t hold back anymore, so I just blurt it out.
    "Why didn’t I qualify for your heart?"
    He looks at me and shrugs. "I’ve wondered the same thing, many times. I just don’t know."
    After another silence I pat his let. "You’ll find your princess, and you’ll be the most coveted Prince Charming in all the land of Southern Utah."
    I feel accomplished when I get a laugh out of him. I love hearing him laugh. I haven’t heard it in a while, and I make a silent promise to myself to make sure I don’t go very long without it again.
    "You should probably get home before someone beats down my door looking for you."
    I sigh, knowing he’s right, but all my worries that have piled into my life have disappeared for the hour that I’ve been here with Alex. I almost want to crash here so that I can get a good nights sleep. I don’t think my mom would be too thrilled, but maybe if I ask my dad I’ll get my with a little less drama.
    "If I promise to be a good girl, can I stay the night?" I ask in a little girl voice.
    I get another laugh before he tells me he doesn’t care. I call my dad and tell him what I’m doing and why I’m doing it. He tries talking me into coming home, but since he has a tough time saying no to me, I get what I want and he comes over with Zane to give me clean clothes and my backpack.
    "I hate to say it, but I told you so!" Zane said to me when I took my things from him.
    "Told me what?"
    "That you shouldn’t have gotten mixed in with Mason and all that."
    I roll my eyes and shut the door on him. I guess that I should have listened, but I didn’t want to think about it right now.

  13. girl_coming_out_of_shell girl_coming_out_of_shell
    posted a quote
    November 15, 2010 7:32pm UTC
    "You’ll be really bored. I have one last paper to write for my final week of high school, and you’ll just get mad and leave if I don’t concentrate on you."
    He promises he won’t do that, and follows me up to my room anyways. I grab my laptop and sit on the floor in front of my couch. Curtis sits behind me and massages my shoulders for me.
    My paper was just a book report, so I was thinking about how my book was playing out similar to my life. The girl was in love with her best friend and another very suitable boy. She was, of course, torn between the two. Okay, it’s not exactly my life, but I do have more than one suitor in my life. Even if one of them is cheating on me with a girlfriend he told me never existed. I vividly remember him telling me that I was the first and only girl he was ever interested in. With the "connection" he has with me and all. Who even knows anymore! I’m so fed up with my relationships. Maybe I should just boycott boys for awhile. Maybe I’ll try some men in college.
    Yet, as I say that, I lean into the amazing boy hands that are sending goose bumps up and down my arms and neck. Sometimes I wish I had a fairy that took care of all my boy problems for me! I must have been spacing out, because I am suddenly aware of a large hand waving in front of my face. I grab his hand and look back to see what he wants.
    "Are you okay?" He asks, with a grin on his face.
    "Why wouldn’t I be?" I snap. I surprised myself with my tone.
    He puts his hands up in the surrendering position, and raises his eyes at me. I instantly fell bad and get up to kiss his cheek. It’s not his fault that I can’t keep my life in order. But he is a main reason!
    "I’m fine. Just lots of things going through my mind. Sorry for snapping." I kiss his careful lips and he’s suddenly back to his normal fast paced self.
    "The old Curtis has returned." I grinned as he broke away to kiss the rest of my face.
    "Is that good or bad?" He kissed my neck a few times.
    "Well, I’m not complaining. . ."
    We both laughed and I saved my paper to print off later. I pushed away my homework and returned to his lap where I let old habits fall into place for about fifteen minutes. It was almost a relief when my mom called us down to dinner. I fake sadness when I pull him up off the couch and begin the descent of the staircase.
    When we walk into the kitchen, my mom fakes a surprised face. I knew Zagger told her who was in my room with me, and she shoots me a look that tells me we’re going to talk later. My dad shakes his head and mutters under his breath. Zagger and Zane laugh and Curtis’s face goes slightly red.
    Emerging from the fridge with a bowl of Jell-O is the last person I wanted to see right now. Even if he did give me the butterflies.
    "Thank you, Mason. Let that on the table." MY mom says as she scrambles around him, putting the last touches on the food.
    My dad pushes me into a chair so that I’m sandwiched between him and Mason. Curtis sits across from me, next to Zagger, and I can already tell that this is going to be a very awkward dinner. Unless I put a stop to it. . .
    As food is passed around, I catch Zagger’s eye. "Who invited him?" I mouthed to him. He mouthed back that Mason had invited himself. I sighed and wanted to sink under the table and never emerge again.
    "So how was your day?" MY mom asked, attempting to break the silence.
    Everyone mumbled a response, but Mason’s was the one that stood out from the rest.
    "I called my ex girlfriend up today and told her I wasn’t going to see her again."
    "Wow. . . That’s interesting." My mom says.
    "Yep. Then I tracked down my girlfriend to find her in someone else’s arms, and was rejected her forgiveness. I’m pretty heartbroken now." he sighed and I rolled my eyes. Everyone is staring at me.
    "I found out that my boyfriend lied to me about being his first girlfriend. He was cheating on me over the weekend, and he told me he was protecting me as the excuse for playing tonsil hockey with some other girl. Who is more heart broken?"
    Zagger, Zane, Curtis, and my dad said my name at the same time. I flashed a smug smile in Mason’s way before getting up and leaving the table. I grab my purse and keys off the table by the front door and drive around for about five minutes before I find myself parked in front of Alex’s house.

  14. girl_coming_out_of_shell girl_coming_out_of_shell
    posted a quote
    November 15, 2010 7:31pm UTC
    We end up in Aeropastle, and while the other boys check out clothes, I take Curtis to the perfume table.
    "This is my favorite," I say, spraying my wrist with cologne that I knew he had.
    "You like wearing the male cologne?" He teased.
    "No, I like smelling it on very attractive boys."
    He smiled as he sprayed himself with it. "Am I attractive?"
    I give him a playful smile. "Very, very attractive." I lean in and inhale his scent mixed with the cologne. It is heaven! He pulls me into his arms and I feel like a school girl having her first crush. It’s ridiculous! But my happy moment is soon erased when I’m being yanked from Curtis’s arms. I looked up into the livid face of Mason, and I fell his fingers clamp around my upper arm.
    "What are you dong Zoe? Why are you here with Curtis?" He’s pulling me out of the store because the workers are giving him dirty looks for yelling.
    "I don’t know Mason. When you can tell me what you’re doing with Amber in Arizona, maybe we can talk. Now let me go!" He is looking at me with disbelief when Curtis and Zagger are on each side of me, glaring at him.
    "What did you just say?"
    "You heard her. Now let her go before you have one less arm to run with." Curtis was livid too. Eyes bright, pupils dilated, and arm muscles bulging, preparing to do some damage.
    "I’m her boyfriend, dude. Back off. This doesn’t concern you."
    "I’m her brother, it concerns me. Let her go, now." Zagger’s voice sent chills up my spine, and it must have had a similar effect on Mason, because he let go of my arm and took a step back.
    Some girls I knew from school walked by with worried looks on their faces. "Let’s take this outside. If you get us banned from the mall, I will never forgive you guys." I tugged on Curtis’s arm and he let me lead him outside, back to his car. I look back and find the boys following closely behind.
    "Does someone want to explain what’s going on for me?" Mason asks when we’re all positioned in a half circle behind the Chevelle.
    Zagger looks at me and must know that I didn’t want to talk from the expression on my face. "Curtis and I were at a party in Arizona a few days ago, and we saw some things that would prove to a worried girlfriend that her boyfriend is cheating on her."
    Mason won’t look at me, and he knows that he is totally busted. I know he’s going to pay for it. Big time. That was my plan.
    "Can I have a minute alone with my girlfriend, please?" He asked, looking at me and raising his eyebrows.
    "I wouldn’t be so sure about titles at the moment, man." Curtis kisses me so suddenly that by the time I have a chance to react, he pulls away from me and walks far enough away to give me privacy, but still keeping an eye on me. Zagger hesitates, and I give him a slight nod before he joins Curtis with Zane and Alex.
    "What did they tell you?" Mason asked.
    "They told me enough that I don’t trust you anymore." I cross my arms and lean against the car.
    He looks down at his feet. Embarrassed, I assume. "I kind of got caught in a trap, which is no excuse for what I did, but just tell me what I have to do to gain your trust back." He steps closer to me and his hands move to my waist.
    I turn my face away from him when he tries to kiss me, but I let his hands stay on me.
    "It’s not something I can put a price on Mason. You have to prove to me that you deserve my trust. And why would I after you cheated on me? I thought you were, like connected, or something like that to me? What happened to that?"
    He groans. "What did they tell you?"
    I ignore his question and ask one of my won. "Why did you do it? Doesn’t the connection we have make me the only girl for you? Maybe you were only playing me, and you fed me a bunch of crap. That’s what this is, isn’t it?"
    "I do have a connection with you! This, what we have, is so real. I love you so much it hurts, Zo!"
    "Not enough if you go to other girls for love. And you lied to me."
    "I’m sorry. I really am. Please let me have another chance? I promise I won’t disappoint you again. On my life, I swear it."
    I can see that he is sincere, but that doesn’t mean it fixes my broken heart. And it most definitely doesn’t mean that I trust him again.
    "I guess you’ll just have to take a number. I’ve got more guys on my plate than I can handle right now, and you just lost the top slot. I need some time."
    I push his hands off my hips and Curtis is next to me before he can do or say anything else.
    "I’m ready to go home," I say, and Curtis has me in the car before I can say goodbye.
    There were lots of names directed to Mason on the way home that came from Curtis blowing off steam. I tried to just ignore him, since I felt horrible for agreeing with what he was saying. We got back to my house and he snapped out of his trance and back into his sweet as pie attitude that wanted to keep me company.

  15. girl_coming_out_of_shell girl_coming_out_of_shell
    posted a quote
    November 15, 2010 7:29pm UTC
    I heard Curtis’s car pull up, and I felt like hiding under my bed. Ugh. I’m not a little kid anymore! Okay, just get up and go talk to him like a civilized person, and together we can devise a plan that will make Mason sorry for what he’s done to me and our relationship.
    I got dressed and went downstairs where I found Curtis and Zagger in the kitchen. They stopped talking when I walked in, but I didn’t say anything and searched the cupboards for some bagels.
    "What was Mason doing here?" Curtis asked.
    "I don’t know. I told him to leave me alone today."
    "He’s a little suspicious, so we won’t tell him anything unless you want us to." Curtis came up behind me and put his arms around my waist.
    "Thanks." He started to let go of me, but I leaned back into him, and he tightened his hold on me with obvious satisfaction.
    "So this is your rebound plan, eh?" Zagger asked, pouring me some orange juice.
    "Hell yeah it is!" Curtis spun me around and pulled me into a hug.
    "We’ll see. You have to be nice, though."
    "I can handle that." He kissed my cheek and pulled me to the table where he put strawberry cream cheese on my bagel for me.
    "Mmm. Thank you." I bit into my bagel and groaned in delight. I was starving, and he caked the cream cheese on so that I could taste the sweet creaminess of the delicious red berry.
    "What do you want to do on this fine day?" Curt asked me, giving a strand of my hair a playful tug.
    "My parents don’t get home from church for two more hours. I say we go to the mall and get some Starbucks!"
    "Your wish is my command!"
    I finished my bagel in the middle seat of the sexy Chevelle with Zagger on my right, and Curtis driving on my left. Alex ended up coming with us in the backseat with Zane.
    "So when did you two get back together?" Zane asked once he seen that Curtis had his arm around my shoulders and I was leaning into his side.
    "This morning. Why do you care?" I bluntly said.
    "Just wondering. Why did you jump off the soul mate boat?"
    "I don’t really want to talk about it, so just stop asking questions, and enjoy the ride. You didn’t like me with him anyways."
    Curtis turned the radio on and tightened his arm around me. Our fifteen minute ride consisted of the boys talking about things I didn’t care about, so I just relaxed and entertained myself by flipping through the several cd’s in Curtis’s car.
    As soon as we were parked and out of the car, I dragged Curtis inside so that we would be the first to order and gt our drinks.
    "Somebody sure is eager." Curtis chuckled when he looked back and the boys were still lingering by the car.
    "I just wanted our orders in first so we can relax for a minute before we check things out."
    We got to the front counter and ordered before the rest of our crew even got inside. Alex fixed me with a wary look, and I didn’t want to feel his disappointment on me, so I pulled Curtis down the little handicapped ramp that was semi enclosed in a hallway.
    "What are you waiting for?" I asked him, pushing him against the wall and looking into his eyes.
    "What do you mean?"
    "You know exactly what I mean." He looked down at my lips and confirmed that he knew what I was talking about.
    "I thought you would have wanted more time. . ."
    "Time to do what? Waste my life away?"
    He shrugged. "To think about whether or not you really wanted to be with me right now. . ."
    I looked down at his collar bone and sighed. There’s a lot different with Curtis in the way he treats me. He used to be like wildfire, and not care about my feelings in our relationships. It used to be all about him. I kind of like having him more concerned with what I was going through right now.
    The tip of his finger tilted my face up to look into his eyes. "I don’t want you feeling rushed."
    "I’m not feeling rushed at all."
    "Yeah?" I nodded. "You’re 100 percent positive?"
    He’s leaning down with a smile that reveals his perfect white teeth. I reach up on my toes and our lips meet in a soft, sweet kiss. He’s holding back again, and I’m grateful for the new way I’m being handled. Especially since we’re in public. He stopped the kiss after a couple seconds, and I bury my face in his chest as he pulls me into a tight hug that I never want to break. His arms feel too nice around my waist.
    "Are you guys done?" Zagger asked, pushing our drinks in our faces.
    I sigh when Curtis releases me and takes his drink. I take mine in my left hand, and ling the fingers of my right hand with the fingers of Curtis’s left hand. He gives me a light squeeze as we follow the boys.

  16. girl_coming_out_of_shell girl_coming_out_of_shell
    posted a quote
    November 3, 2010 12:39am UTC
    I went home later that night and found Zagger and Curtis waiting for me in my room.
    "What are you two up to?" I hugged them both and stood back so I could see their faces clearly. I was feeling a little worried and hoped they weren’t here to guard me all night or something weird like that.
    "We just came by to say hello." Zag muttered.
    "Well hello. Was that all? I don’t usually find you in my room when all you want to do is say hi."
    "We needed to tell you something, but you might already know about it."
    I looked at Curtis and waited for him to continue with whatever they came here to tell me.
    "Yes?" They kept staring at me with wary looks on their faces.
    "Have you talked to Mason lately?" Zagger asked.
    "Yeah, I just came from his house. Why?" I tossed my purse on my bed and kicked my shoes off.
    "Where did he say he’s been the past couple of days?"
    "Fending off bad guys. I guess that Adrian guy is still trying to kidnap me or something."
    They glanced at each other and shook their heads a little.
    "Did something happen?" I started feeling queasy. I knew there was something wrong earlier.
    "Zoe, Mason’s been lying to you, and if you want to know the truth, you have to see something that you might not like very well."
    I sat on my bed and looked down at my hands. What was my brother about to tell me? What is Mason doing that is making them upset? I took a deep breath before looking at Zagger.
    "What did he do?" My voice broke and my hands were shaking.
    They both sat on either side of me, and Zagger pulled out his phone with a picture showing on it. I took another deep breath and let Zagger place his phone in my hand. I looked down at the picture and saw Mason with a girl I’d never seen before. They were in a serious looking hug behind some trees. I skipped to another picture and it was of them kissing.
    I gave back the phone and felt tears stinging my eyes. "Who is she?" I managed to croak around my tears.
    "His ex-girlfriend from Arizona. Her name is Amber Johnson."
    "How did you guys get that picture?"
    "We were at a party in Phoenix, and we seen her there. Twenty minutes later, he showed up, and we followed them around most of the night."
    "Weren’t you supposed to be in school?" I was going to find some possible way out of this nightmare. This was a nightmare right? I was just with Mason and he was declaring his love for me!
    "We haven’t been going to school, Zoe. We only pretend we are for our mother’s sakes." They both snorted and found it amusing that the last year of their lives has been a lie.
    "Lots of lying going on. What happens when you’re supposed to graduate?"
    "We’ll figure that out later," Curtis snorted.
    "So what are you going to do, Zoe?" Zagger asked me, putting his arm around my shoulders.
    "I don’t know. Maybe I’ll go on a break from boys for a while."
    "No!" Curtis almost shouted. "I’ll be your rebound, and you can make Mason wish he never did this to you!" He grabbed my hands and looked at me with hopeful eyes.
    "That’s not fair to you Curtis!"
    He pulled me into his arms. "I don’t care. I want my second chance. Even if it only lasts for a week or so. I don’t care."
    I sighed. "How about I think about it."
    "Fine." He kept one arm around me though, and I sort of found myself not caring.
    "I’m sorry Zo," Zagger told me.
    "You didn’t do it. Just forget about it, and don’t tell him why I’m going to be avoiding him. If you do, you’re going to pay!"
    They promised they wouldn’t, and as soon as they left I crawled into bed, where I cried myself to sleep. Mason tried coming into my dreams, but even then I ignored him. All I seen when I looked at him was a girl I didn’t know. In the morning, I went out to get some air on my balcony and Mason was there, sitting in my swing.
    "Morning beautiful." He opened his arms to me, but I turned my back to him.
    "I don’t really want to see you right now. I need some time to think."
    "Think about what?" He came up behind me and started rubbing my back.
    "Just go please. We’ll talk later."
    He sighed and tried to kiss me, but I turned away so he kissed my cheek. He looked at me, but I kept my gaze on my hands. I couldn’t bear to look at him right now.
    He jumped off my balcony and ran away from my house. A little piece of me died inside when I watched his back disappear from my sight. How could this have happened to us? I thought he was bound to me, and me only! Who was this Amber chick that has now ruined the one relationship I thought was going to last me the rest of my life.
    I curled up into a ball on my swing and wished things in my life were different. I know I can’t change the past, but I wish I knew what my future held for me. I’m terrified of all the things that could happen to me that are unknown!
    Graduation was next Thursday, and I was moving to Cedar City the third or fourth week of June. My life used to consist of wishing I was older and out of school. Now I wish I was a little kid again. I wouldn’t have to worry about so much! Skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts.

  17. girl_coming_out_of_shell girl_coming_out_of_shell
    posted a quote
    November 3, 2010 12:38am UTC
    "Are you going to tell me what’s been going on, son?" Trixie asked when we sat down to eat.
    "Just the usual stuff mom. Nothing to worry about. It’s all been taken care of."
    "I don’t believe you."
    Mason started shoveling food into his mouth so he couldn’t talk, Trixie looked at me and rolled her eyes. I nodded and she picked up a conversation with me about graduation.
    "Will you be going to college?"
    I nodded. I didn’t know where yet, but it would most likely be in Cedar City at Southern Utah University. Mostly because that’s where Zagger is and I can come home easily on the weekends if I want to.
    We finished dinner and Trixie insisted that we leave the kitchen for her to take care of. I tried to stay and help, but Mason took me outside where we laid in the grass and looked up at the stars together.
    "Are you okay?" I asked him.
    He linked our fingers together and nodded. I didn’t feel like forcing him to talk, so I stayed quiet and enjoyed the sounds of our breathing along with the quiet night time noises. It was nice to just be with him. Without having to say anything for us to be enjoying each other’s company. I loved having his fingers trailing up and down my arm. He pointed to a shooting star, and we both made a wish.
    "Do you ever worry about what will happen after High School?" He suddenly asked me, pulling himself up on his elbows.
    "Sort of. What made you ask that?"
    He shrugged. "I was just thinking about it is all."
    "Do you worry?" I rolled onto my side, facing him, and he did the same.
    "Not for myself."
    "For who then?"
    "Because you’re going to school and stuff."
    "And you aren’t?"
    He shrugged and lay back down with his hands behind his head. "I already have my life planned out for me."
    "What’s your life plan then?"
    "To be with you and work in the car garage when I’m not doing stuff for Steve."
    "What if I want to move? Then where will you work?"
    His eyes widened. "I can’t move!"
    "Why not?"
    "I have a duty to fulfill with my pack, babe."
    "For the rest of your life? Zagger and Curtis moved! And so have others!"
    "Well I know that, but I haven’t been replaced yet. Zag and Curtis had replacements. There’s still a couple guys ahead of me that are waiting for replacements before I can get one."
    "What do you mean?" I sat up and stared down at him.
    "Well I can’t leave the pack short handed! When a younger wolf comes in, then I’m free to go unless they need extra help or something like that."
    I didn’t realize that was how it worked, but I guess it made sense. "What if you get a replacement after you graduate? Will you move with me?"
    He shrugged. "I guess. If that’s what you want."
    "Are you coming to college with me?"
    "Do you want me to?"
    "It’s not my decision to make. Either you do or you don’t."
    "I do then. To be with you." His eyes were shining, so I knew he was serious.
    "How will you work?"
    He touched my face. "I’ll commute. Why all the questions?"
    "You’re the one who brought this subject up."
    He chuckled. "I’m glad we found each other Zoe." He pulled me into his arms and I laid my head on his chest.
    "I’m glad we did too."

  18. girl_coming_out_of_shell girl_coming_out_of_shell
    posted a quote
    October 12, 2010 7:07pm UTC
    "You’re being punished for not talking to me this long! No kissing until you tell me what you’ve been doing!"
    He sighed and kept his arms around me. "We just had some stuff to take care of. I couldn’t call you because we were halfway to Salt Lake by the time the problem was taken care of and I can’t talk on the phone in my wolf form. You know that."
    "Well you couldn’t have sent me a message through Zane? He was home last night but wouldn’t talk to me. He acted like a guard dog outside my bedroom window. When I said it like that, I realized that Zane probably was guarding me last night. It kind of creeped me out at first, but now I think I’m glad.
    "What’s going on?" I asked again when Mason didn’t deny my guard dog theory.
    "It was nothing serious Zo. I was just taking an extra precaution because Carter’s threat is still vivid in my mind."
    "Are they gone now?"
    He nodded. "But they’ll be back. They always come back even if they go away a few less than they come here with."
    My eyes widened. "You’ve killed people?"
    "No, vampires. And I didn’t take part in it, even though I wanted to, so don’t worry."
    I took a couple steps back. "You wanted to kill them?"
    "Zoe, I can’t always control my wolf moods. If I’m in a hunting mode, I’m going to want to kill them. Do you want them to take you away? And kill other innocent humans?"
    I relaxed a little and felt better that he wasn’t running around constantly killing things. It just didn’t feel right to think of him as a killing monster. His beautiful wolf image in my mind was starting to darken in the amazement I felt when I thought about it.
    "Can I hold you now?"
    I rolled my eyes, but welcomed his arms around me once more.
    "What were you doing before you came here?" he asked me, kissing my forehead.
    "Writing out graduation invites, I need to call my mom."
    She told me that she was almost done, and I didn’t have to go back and help her. I didn’t protest too much, since I wanted to be with Mason, and he took me to his house where his mom made us some dinner.

  19. girl_coming_out_of_shell girl_coming_out_of_shell
    posted a quote
    October 12, 2010 7:06pm UTC
    Zoe Bell 66
    We ended up just watching a few movies and eating dinner together in the cabin, and when it was time to go to bed Zagger was asleep on the couch, so I snuck into the bedroom with Mason where I slept soundly through the night. The next morning was a quick bustle as we got everything ready to go and packed in the truck. One last raptor run with Mason to clean up after Abbie and Cliff, and we were set to go!
    Mason and I rode down to the lake and parked the bikes in the water so far that only the tires were submerged, and then we splashed and scrubbed them clean of all the mud that collected when Abbie and Cliff went out the previous night. I was completely drenched when we were finished. Mason decided that he liked seeing goose bumps on my arms and legs, and continued to splash water on me. He let me get him back though, and I pushed him off the dock to make sure that he was soaked like I was.
    Our ride home off the mountain was quiet and peaceful as we watched the scenery around us. When we finally got home, life went on as normal. Graduation was a few weeks away, and preparations were being made for our last high school experience.
    A week before graduation, Mason was hanging out at my house when all of a sudden he left without saying two words. By this time, I was used to him running off and taking care of business, but I didn’t see him at all for the next two days. I was over at Abbie’s house with my mom and Malloree, writing out graduation invitations, when he finally answered my millions of messages that Saturday afternoon.
    It was only a text message that said he wanted to meet later at our special spot. I tried ignoring the thumping on my heart while I was with the girls, but I just knew something was up!
    "I’m sure everything is fine. Stop freaking out and breathe." My mom told me when I told them what I was worried about.
    "But I can’t stop worrying mom! I haven’t gone this long without talking to him since we first started dating!" She chuckled, took my pen and the invite I had in my hand for the last twenty minutes, and told me to go find Mason.
    "No mom I can’t. I have to finish these. They need to go out today."
    "Go find out what’s going on. I’ll finish up since I’ve been the one filling them out anyways."
    I blushed. I’d been so worried that I hadn’t actually been doing my job.
    "No, I’ll stay and finish. It’s okay."
    She put my keys in my hand and walked me out to my car. "I know what it’s like to be worried about the ones you love. Go find out what’s going on, and then call me if you want to come back. I’ll see how much I have left to do by then."
    I hugged her. "Thanks mom. I love you."
    "Love you too sweety."
    I got in my car and sped to the park in front of the middle school. Ever since he first showed me he was a wolf, that’s bee our hang out spot when we’ve wanted to be alone the last couple of months.
    I had only a couple seconds to think before he was by my side and I was in his arms. He started kissing me, but I pushed him away.
    "What in the world is going on? Where have you been the last two days?"
    "I’ll tell you in a minute. I need to hold you. I want to kiss you." He grabbed me, but I put up a pretty good struggle.

  20. girl_coming_out_of_shell girl_coming_out_of_shell
    posted a quote
    September 17, 2010 2:12pm UTC
    Zagger morphed and pulled a stump over to me. "I’m staying the night."
    "Okay, cool?" I didn’t care really.
    "You’re not sleeping anywhere near him, or I’ll tell mom and dad."
    My mouth fell open and I felt my face get hot from anger. "I don’t want you here anymore, I just decided that. Please leave." I got up and started walking on one of the many trails around the cabin.
    Nothing happened last night, so I don’t understand why Zagger suddenly cares about my love life. He wasn’t the boss of me! I’m 18! I can make my own choices. I heard someone following me, so I quickened my pace, wishing they would just leave me alone. I knew I couldn’t outrun them if it was one of the guys, so I spun around and Curtis almost ran into me.
    "Why are you following me?" I snapped.
    "I’m sorry. I just wanted to talk to you for a second."
    I waited for him to continue, but he grabbed my hand and pulled me farther away from the cabin.
    "Is this really necessary?" I whined.
    "Yes. Just a little farther and they won’t be able to hear us if we whisper."
    I groaned. I really didn’t want to talk to him at this specific moment. We were behind a tree when he finally stopped.
    "What’s so secretive that we had to come clear out here?"
    "I just wanted to say sorry for what happened the last time we seen each other."
    I rolled my eyes. "It’s okay. You already apologized, and I don’t want to talk about it anymore."
    "Okay. That’s fine with me. I have a question for you though."
    "Do you regret it?"
    I shrugged. This must be why we came clear out here. "Does it matter?"
    "I guess not, I just wondered."
    "Well I don’t. So let’s just go back. Carry me and run. I don’t want to walk." I received scratches from the bushes I walked through in my shorts and sandals.
    "You want me to carry you?" He was shocked.
    "Well if you’re opposed!" I turned and started walking back. Today was turning really dramatic for me! He picked me up and ran back to the cabin where he promptly put me on my feet in front of Mason. His arms snaked around my waist and put some Advil and a water bottle in my hands.
    "What’s this for?"
    "You seem annoyed. Do you have a headache, or other PMS symptoms?"
    My eyes widened as I stared at him in shock. Did my boyfriend just tell me I was PMSing? I threw the pills over my shoulder and took a drink of water.
    "I’m fine! I’m irritated because the two people who get under my skin the most are here, and they’re already giving me a run for my money in the first five minutes of seeing them!"
    He pulled me into a hug and rubbed my back. "Just breathe, Zoe. They’re not the ones that matter right now."
    I sighed and kissed his cheek. "What else are we doing today?"
    "Whatever you want."
    "Can we inflict harm upon Zagger?"
    He laughed. "I don’t think you’ll be able to do that without hurting yourself babe."
    I groaned.


Join · Top Quotes · New Quotes · Random · Chat · Add Quote · Rules · Privacy Policy · Terms of Use · Full Site
© 2003-2022 Witty Profiles