I don't own anyone in sweep.
Home never seemed so far away. Friends, family, and the toys I once played with. All childhood dreams that washed away with waves that took my brother. The waves that made another run away. Now I'm the one running. Funny, if anyone that knew who I was then saw me now. They wouldn't believe me. Now all they would see is the girl that goes by the name that has meaning. Panther. The skateboarder. That is what I've become.
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Hunter turned on his side. The stupid clock seemed to say 5 to 7:00 5 min ago, now it only says 6:56. I hate that uncanny sense of time. I wonder what Morgan is doing hunter quickly left that topic. Even if he wasn't catholic there were things he shouldn't be thinking and places he shouldn't be. But how could he help himself. Too many times he rolled over to a face he didn't really want to see. A slew of girls that meant nothing. Morgan's face is one he wouldn't wake up to. No, he would watch her sleep from the moment her eyes closed till she opened them again. And he would never be tired because she would sleep for him. The last girl he had in his bed had not looked as good as she looked the night before but then again no one is ugly after 2 am on st. pats day. Hunter tuned over again. He casted out his scenes knowing that all he would feel was the soft hum of the heater. Sky had left the day before and he had the house to himself. Hunter turned and looked at the clock and swore. It was only 6:57. This day may never end.
Morgan turned to her clock. Dagda her cat hissed his disapproval. 7:00. dam. Couldn't she sleep in once this week? Morgan hated mornings but she knew she had to get up this one. For extra credit she was going to show a new girl the school. Teach her the ropes. Morgan got up out of bed and got into the shower. After that she made her way down to the kitchen. Grabbing the usual she headed out doors. The days have been getting warmer. Today she didn't have to scrape ice off her car. There was only a small layer of dew. Morgan got in her car and started to drive. She reached the school and headed in doors. I wonder what hunter is doing she stopped herself. She and hunter really didn't need to be I anymore bedrooms, together, any time soon. Even if it was in her dreams. But that is all it would be. In her dreams. Hunter was too controlled, and grown up for anything to happen. She got into the office and stared at the girl in front of her. She didn't look old enough to even be out of jr.high let alone be in her grade. The paper the principle gave her said she would be 17. Also the girl was obviously a skater. Her beige parachute pants looked like they could fit even the biggest guy on the basket ball team and they were tucked into her shoes so she wouldn't step on them. She had blue roxxy skate shoes and a blue roxxy t-shirt that went down past her but. Her hair was red and short. It was made into two sides that made like wings.( anyone from the posting board if you see the hairdo my pick has that it what I'm going for) it was a red that should have been on a story book princess. Not blound but you could see some in there. She had pricing green eyes. Morgan didn't hate skaters but she wish they would wear stuff that fit them. Not stuff that looked like it belonged to their boyfriends or brothers.
"Hi, I guess your Morgan. I'm panther."
Morgan took panther's outstretched hand. A shot went through her. This other girl was a blood witch. When Morgan let go of her hand the found a roxxy wrist watch. Face on the inside.
"Well I guess I picked the right school to come to." Panther gave Morgan a wink. "Shall we get this started?"
"Yeah let's go" Morgan replied.
Panther turned around and picked up her bag and board. This day may never end.
Home never seemed so far away. Friends, family, and the toys I once played with. All childhood dreams that washed away with waves that took my brother. The waves that made another run away. Now I'm the one running. Funny, if anyone that knew who I was then saw me now. They wouldn't believe me. Now all they would see is the girl that goes by the name that has meaning. Panther. The skateboarder. That is what I've become.
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Hunter turned on his side. The stupid clock seemed to say 5 to 7:00 5 min ago, now it only says 6:56. I hate that uncanny sense of time. I wonder what Morgan is doing hunter quickly left that topic. Even if he wasn't catholic there were things he shouldn't be thinking and places he shouldn't be. But how could he help himself. Too many times he rolled over to a face he didn't really want to see. A slew of girls that meant nothing. Morgan's face is one he wouldn't wake up to. No, he would watch her sleep from the moment her eyes closed till she opened them again. And he would never be tired because she would sleep for him. The last girl he had in his bed had not looked as good as she looked the night before but then again no one is ugly after 2 am on st. pats day. Hunter tuned over again. He casted out his scenes knowing that all he would feel was the soft hum of the heater. Sky had left the day before and he had the house to himself. Hunter turned and looked at the clock and swore. It was only 6:57. This day may never end.
Morgan turned to her clock. Dagda her cat hissed his disapproval. 7:00. dam. Couldn't she sleep in once this week? Morgan hated mornings but she knew she had to get up this one. For extra credit she was going to show a new girl the school. Teach her the ropes. Morgan got up out of bed and got into the shower. After that she made her way down to the kitchen. Grabbing the usual she headed out doors. The days have been getting warmer. Today she didn't have to scrape ice off her car. There was only a small layer of dew. Morgan got in her car and started to drive. She reached the school and headed in doors. I wonder what hunter is doing she stopped herself. She and hunter really didn't need to be I anymore bedrooms, together, any time soon. Even if it was in her dreams. But that is all it would be. In her dreams. Hunter was too controlled, and grown up for anything to happen. She got into the office and stared at the girl in front of her. She didn't look old enough to even be out of jr.high let alone be in her grade. The paper the principle gave her said she would be 17. Also the girl was obviously a skater. Her beige parachute pants looked like they could fit even the biggest guy on the basket ball team and they were tucked into her shoes so she wouldn't step on them. She had blue roxxy skate shoes and a blue roxxy t-shirt that went down past her but. Her hair was red and short. It was made into two sides that made like wings.( anyone from the posting board if you see the hairdo my pick has that it what I'm going for) it was a red that should have been on a story book princess. Not blound but you could see some in there. She had pricing green eyes. Morgan didn't hate skaters but she wish they would wear stuff that fit them. Not stuff that looked like it belonged to their boyfriends or brothers.
"Hi, I guess your Morgan. I'm panther."
Morgan took panther's outstretched hand. A shot went through her. This other girl was a blood witch. When Morgan let go of her hand the found a roxxy wrist watch. Face on the inside.
"Well I guess I picked the right school to come to." Panther gave Morgan a wink. "Shall we get this started?"
"Yeah let's go" Morgan replied.
Panther turned around and picked up her bag and board. This day may never end.
