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"An Unrevealed Fondness" Hmmm, theres the little twerp again. Hes such a loser with his pale skin and his sad eyes, whats up with that? He has no expression whatsoever, always having a depressed look on his face. He should cheer up.
"Okay class, turn to chapter four, page number fifty-five. I want you to read the passage and then come up to my desk and get a question sheet," the teacher, Mr. Terson, directed.
Everyone in the class groaned tiredly, and then multiple noises of flipping and rustling pages began to echo in the classroom.
Grimmjow pushed his baby-blue short hair away from his face then crossed his arms against his red long sleeve t-shirted chest. Ugh, I hate school so much, I wish I was home-schooled and not stuffed into small rooms with these morons, especially that sulky kid. He gets on my nerves so easily!
"Grimmjow!" Mr. Terson shouted across the room.
"Pay attention, I asked you a question.
"Heart Shaped Umbrellas"You and your friend planned a play date and agreed on where you should meet. Today is that play date day and you walk to the coffee shop to meet. You wait outside while scanning the area for your friend. Two hours pass and your friend is extremely late. Two more hours pass by painfully and the coffee shop is about to close in an hour. You constantly check your silver watch and begin to worry about your friend. Suddenly, a teenage boy appears walking by you and your eyes are caught by his. He eyes you back and grins. You quickly turn away from him but you seem to be peeking from the corner of your eye at him. He still is watching you as he walks by. Then you can't see him anymore because he disappears behind the coffee shop. He was wearing a black T-shirt, black skinny pants and chains. For some odd reason you think he is a bit attractive, but think to yourself that he won't be interested in someone like you. Clouds start to build up in the sky as the shop is closing. You groan to yours
"Xaldin's Daily Show"Announcer: "Welcome to Xaldin's Daily Show with your host, Xaldin!"
*Audience doesn't cheer or applaud*
*Xaldin runs out, waving to the non-cheering audience*
Xaldin: "Thank-you, thank-you, you're all too kind!"
Xaldin: "....Lets get started with the show then, shall we?"
*A person in the audience sneezes*
*Xaldin walks over to his desk, tripping on the platform steps and doing a face-plant onto the hard wood floor*
*Audience just stares at Xaldin, making a fool out of himself*
Xaldin: "Ow..." *Xaldin gets up and sits down in his chair* "Okay, our guest today is Mari the cat, but he couldn't make it here today so we just have an ordinary house cat on the show."
*Charlie, the backstage dude, comes out and drops the cat on the chair beside Xaldin's desk*
Xaldin: "Welcome cat! Lets start off with a couple of questions."
*An audience member vomits randomly*
Xaldin: "Uhhh.. Clean up on Isle 6! Haha!"
*Audience just stares, not responding*
Xaldin: "Tough crowd,
"Outlying Enticement"Even though shes alone,
There's somebody there to care for her,
To kiss her.
I want her mine.
The wind cuts through her hair,
and wraps around her porcelain face,
Those brown eyes.
His green eyes, pierce my skin,
Tightening my throat,
Those powerful eyes.
Her face pushes me away,
with those brown eyes.
But my feelings, will not break,
For still I see her looking at me.
He is watching me still,
I can see him.
My face shows no reaction,
He doesn't know me.
His green eyes.
I need her attention,
I want her.
With her body pressed against mine,
the sensation concept slays me.
Her brown eyes.
"Them Standing There"The girl stands there,
With a bow in her hair,
Watching the passersby,
She acts and looks pretty shy.
Eying the boy she adores,
I hope shes not a whore,
But in love, she is,
With the boy she adores.
Dreaming all night,
A romantic sight.
The boy stands there,
Watching the girl stare,
He likes her too,
Could I stand with you?
Please hold my hand,
Do we have to stand?
Come with me,
You need to see,
I'm in love with you,
And its a guarantee,
Are you in love with me?
I know you are, I can see,
But why are you hiding this?
Would it be awkward to kiss?
Baby just come to me,
We need to be.
"A Sunny Day of Zoo Time"On a sunny Wednesday afternoon, a perfect day to go to the local zoo, Toushiro, Grimmjow, Gin, Ulquiorra, Renji, Kisuke, Momo, and Yumichika all were at Toushirou's house, sitting around in the living room. Momo was sitting on her knees on a pillow near a coffee table, Urahara-sama was just sprawled out on the sofa, Yumichika staring at himself in the wall-hanged mirror, Renji staring out the window, off in his own land, Gin was reading a book that was called, 'How to be Evil in Less than a Week' .... Thats not too surprising. Toushirou was.... some other place than the living room, probably in the kitchen. Grimmjow was playing with Toushirou's kitty, boredly swinging a piece of string in front of the kitty's face as it was having a blast. Last but not least, Ulquiorra was sitting in the corner, head down and being Emo, Cheer up Emo Kid. ¬_¬
Momo: "Heys guys, why don't we go to the mall or a store or maybe even a pet store, Oooh! And look at the cute puppies and kitties and h
Blue Eyes in FlamesWhen the prince sees the flower bloom from the palm of her hand, he orders her arrest.
She is only seven years old.
He takes the flower from her and keeps it, even though he knows he shouldn't. He puts it a vase, or, rather, his servant does that for him. The flower doesn't ever die, even years later.
It's dawn of a December morning, and he's cold. But still, he stands next to his father dutifully and looks at the little girl with blue eyes that are now black from seven nights sleeping on a cold, dungeon floor behind bars. They cut off her dark brown hair during that time. She's tied to the pyre, and there are seven guards around her, holding sharper swords than normal, not that she could get away. There's one man dressed in black holding an unlit torch, with a mask over his face to prevent his death. His father raises his arm, and the torch is lit.
She locks her gaze to his, and he blinks at her. It's like she expects him to prevent it. He couldn't, though, he can't. She scares him, w
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