Okay, I've made a new story and thought this would be better then my KH story, if you haven't read it then, well too bad cuz I got rid of it D
I didn't delete it from exsitence, I just took it off the site. So this is a Vladimir Tod love story, btw, so I will have my OC for an interveiw at the end of my chapters. I like to do some random little crack thing just cuz I can XP
If you dont want to read it, I really dont care, if you find me annoying, that I dont care about either...Theres barley anybody who reads authors notes anyways. I dont sometimes either XD
Okay I'll shut up now. Read and enjoy~!
Meeting the 'Goth-kid'
It was the first day of Highschool, and I wasn't really looking foreward to being called a 'freshmen', or 'freshy'. My friends, however, couldn't be more excited to start Highschool.
All I heard from their mouths were: "Boys!" "Senior boys!" "My life sucks more than yours because my parents don't let me do anything!" "Im ugly!" "No your not!" "Im annoying!"
Okay the last one I made up...
Their one of those cliche types of girls who just are obsessed with the opposite sex. But Im more laid back and watch the world go by kinda girls.
And how I became friends with them was probably because they we're my first friends since I moved here in the first grade. I usually don't hang out with them all that much; they don't seem to mind that much anyways.
Taking my head from the clouds I saw my new locker and dispatching myself from the talkitive group of girls.
Locker 642.
That got me thinking...they had over six-hundred of these lockers? Well that must have been a pain to install.
I looked down at the paper that held my combonation, and started to undo the lock. After a couple tries I finally got the damn thing to open and reveal a very empty locker. I looked back at my schedule, and saw that my first period was Algebra. I sighed softly, not enjoying my first day of Highschool so far. I put everything I didn't need in my locker and the others in my messenger bag.
I slamed the locker door shut and wandered aimlessly down the halls; class didn't officially start for another half-hour.
I walked around the enormous school for about ten minutes and I've already mapped out my new route for the next year or so. I soon got bored and decided to sit in the front of the school to people watch for awhile.
When I got to the front of the building I had saw more people then I had expected to see out here. There was about a hundred, maybe more, other kids out here socializing with old friends that they missed over the summer. I sat myself on the farthest part of the steps and looked around.
The first thing that caught my dark colored eyes were an incredible ammount of pink on some blond/brunette chick laughing around with another girl. I wondered how she was able to wear that much pink and not cringe at the sight. Its not that I don't like the color or anything, it was just too much!
Other figures caught my attention. It was some group of goth kids decked out in black, which was better then staring at the pretty-pinky on other side of campus. They were just chatting to eachother, occasionally smiling or laughing with eachother. People probably thought them as scary since they kept a ten-foot raidius of them.
Some movement caught my eye. It was two large beaffy-guys walking toward another guy in a black sweatshirt; a mischivious glint in their eyes. Im pretty sure this wasn't going to end well. So I had decided to follow them.
Once they made sure that they were out of sight of any teacher inside the school, they took there chance and shoved him into the lockers.
"Where'd you think your goin' goth-boy?" The shorter one sneered. The larger guy behind them just chuckled and cracked his knuckles.
The 'goth-kid' said nothing and pretty much gave up on trying to stop them. Seeing him give up so easily made me wonder if this happened on a daily basis. I wanted to do something, but me being a scrawny freshmen-girl, I couldn't really do anything. I mean, I was kinda tough but not tough enough to handle two big guys like those two guys.
They exchanged no more words and the guy holding onto the goth was pulling back his fist, ready to punch him. An idea pop'ed into my head and I quickly rushed down to where they were. Only the goth noticed my sudden appearence. I stood behind the two of them and tapped both on the sholder. They looked down at me and glared.
"What?" One of them barked.
"Sorry to interupt your little 'love-fest', but that's my locker," I said pointing past the goth-kid.
The two bullies looked back at there prey and decided to let him go, just as I had planned, and slammed him into the lockers once more before stalking off. He fell to the floor and fixed his sweatshirt and got up.
"Sorry," He said.
"No worries," I said with a sly smile. "Not even my locker,"
He rose an eyebrow at me. "But didn't you say that this was yours?" He pointed a pale finger at the locker.
I shook my head. "Just an excuse to make them let you go," He smiled at me a little.
"Thanks for that then," He said. "Im Vlad,"
"Celine," I smiled back. Just then the bell had rung. "Well, maybe, I'll see you around Vlad," I waved to him walking to my class. Vlad waved back and headed in the opposite direction.
I thought to myself, 'Maybe Highschool won't be so bad after all,'
~~Lunch~~
The day went by fast, not that I minded. I just wanted to see Vlad again. Not entirly sure why, but thought that he could be an actual friend that I wouldn't be so annoyed with; someone I could have a real conversation with. But I haven't seen him yet in my first three classes. Maybe in my other classes I might be able to see him.
Jeeze, it's sounds as if Im falling for the guy! I only know his name and that he's targeted by bullies.
I sighed and took a bite from my sandwich. I don't trust school food, it usually looks and tastes like crap.
Since I am a little claustrophobic I decided to eat outside and sit at one of the empty picnic tables. The autum breeze was tempting me back inside, but I decided to just ignore the chilly winds.
I clapped my hands together, getting rid of any crumbs that were left on my hands, I pulled up my messenger bag and pulled out a hardcover book with Jack Skellington's face on the front and opened it to where the black silk ribbion held it's place. I saw the previous sketch I was working on before school and decided that I had some time to kill.
I started to get lost in my thoughts as I continued my drawing, totally fixated on the sketch before me. My thoughts suddenly wandered to Vlad. He was constantly at the center of attention and wouldn't leave until I found something more compelling to think about. Which proven to be difficult.
The first bell rang loudly, cutting me from my thoughts and causing me to jump and mess up on a part of the drawing. I sighed, deciding to fix it later when I got home. I picked up my stuff and tossed my paper brown bag into the garbage and walked inside.
I looked down at my schedule and saw that English was my next period. I sighed, another one of the boring classes.
I was one of the last to enter the door of the English class. I silently looked for an empty seat, and saw sevral next to my, fake, friends and another empty one that people were avoiding. And I saw that one of the goths were occuping the one next to it. But my smile grew once I saw that it wasn't just any goth, it was Vlad.
I swiftly walked to the seat next to Vlad and plopped myself in it. I saw Vlad jump out of his thoughts and looked over to see who had the balls to sit next to him. When I looked back I smiled and waved a little.
"Hey Vlad," I greeted.
He smiled a little again. "Hey," Not much of a talker I presume.
"Didn't think I'd see you again," I said trying to strike up a conversation.
"Kinda thought the same thing," He replied.
I smirked a little. "Well, this class got a little more interesting," I paused. "Now that I got someone to talk to durring class,"
"Don't have any friends in your other classes?" He asked.
"I wouldn't really call them friends," I shrugged. "Just people that saved me from lonliness and depression," He seemed confused at the statment. "I moved here when I was a kid and didn't really socialize well and they were the only ones that talked to me,"
He nodded his head, finally getting it. "I guess I would have been to if I didn't have my best-friend Henry,"
I smiled. "Best-friend, huh?"
"Yeah," he relpyed simply. Just before the bell rang, the girl that was obsessed with the color pink walked in. Vlad's attention was immediatly captured. He had that look on his that meant he was off in la-la land.
I leaned foreward a bit, trying to get his attention. I then wove my hand in front of his face. He jumped out of his thoughts and look at me. "Wh-what?"
I rose my eyebrow. "You kinda lost it there," I leaned foreward and saw the blush on his face. I smirked when he tried to hide it. "Hey Vlad?" I asked in a sly voice.
"Uh, yeah?" His blush still there.
"Do you happen to, I don't know," I paused and put a finger to my chin. "have a crush on that girl in pink?" His blush darkened.
"N-No! Of course not!" I shook my head.
"Vlad. Imma girl, I know these things," I stated simply. "You totally like that girl,"
He started to shift uncomfterbly and tried to sink into his baggy clothes. "S-So, what if I do?"
I smiled. "Nothing, I just wanted to know," I sat back down in my chair and crossed my legs and arms. "You only made it harder on yourself when you denied that you did liked her," Though it secretly dissapointed me that he did like someone.
He gave me a dirty look. "That wasn't very nice,"
"Well no one said I was," I smirked. He only huffed and sulked for a while.
For the rest of the period we talked to eachother throughout the period and tried not to get caught by the teacher. We told a little bit about eachother, but not too much. He told me he lives with his Aunt and that this Henry guy was really his only friend. I told him that I lived with my parents and don't really like school so I sometimes skip classes when I don't feel like going.
"So what do you do when you aren't at school?" He asked, when we were supposed to be taking notes.
I shrugged. "Either stay home and sleep or just wander the town. Not much to do here really,"
He chuckled a little, which made me want to turn into a human puddle. "I would probably skip some days too, but I fear that my Aunt will kill me,"
I chuckled a little too. "Poor Vladimir. Your worst nightmare, the wrath of his Aunt," He half smiled.
"I bet you would get in trouble too if your parents caught you skipping school,"
If they gave a rats ass..."Probably," I giggled. Just then the bell rang and students immediently started to scramble out of the door. "Well that went by fast," I said.
"Yeah," I followed him out and chatted a little bit as we did. "What class do you have next?" He asked.
I looked at my schedual. "Orchesta," I replied.
"You play in an Orchestra?" He asked.
I crossed my arms. "Why is that so surprising?"
"It's not, it's just you don't seem like the musical type," He said holding his hands up in defence.
I smiled a little. "Well I am, so I better get going,"
"Alright, maybe we have another class together," He said.
"Maybe," I waved him off and headed to class.
It turned out that we didn't have our last classes together, only english, and for the rest of the day I had thought about Vladimir Tod. And when the final bell had rung, I wasn't able to see him so I decided to walk home instead of taking the bus home today. Maybe if I was able to tire myself out, I'll be too tired to think about him.
Yeah right.
Alright! That was the end of Chapter One of 'Love That Last an Eternity' and it seems Cerline seems a little obsessed with our dear Vladimir
Cerline: Oh shut it! You made me say all those things!
Me: But admit it, you wanted to think those things!
Cerline: But it was really YOU who thought those and portrayed those things onto me, who had no choice BUT to say those things!
Me:...Shut up
Cerline: HA! I win!
Me: I cant believe I lost to something I created...Well, I guess that's what you get for letting your OC's have a mind of their own *sigh*
Cerline: You fail
Me: Shut up before I delete you!
Cerline: ...
Me: Thought so...SO! Anyways, if you thought she was a little obsessive-
Cerline: Wait 'till you read the next chapter, which will be updated next saturday!
Me: Your only giving me five DAYS to make the next chapter!
Cerline: I think thats plenty of time
Me: I have a life besides this y'know!
Cerline: That's all the time we have, see you in the next chapter!
