A teenage girl leaned idly against the wall of a local cafe - slash - bookstore, feeling the cold winter air whip her face. She shivered and pulled her sleek black leather jacket tighter around her.
"Where is that boy," she growled softly, glancing at the watch that adorned her wrist, along with a multitude of bangles and more expensive bracelets. The girl had dark, blood-red hair about to her waist and flashing black eyes. She was also very tall, at least six feet. Her full, dark lips were pouty, because, at that precise moment, she was pouting. She was white-pale but one got the impression she could be quite tan if she wanted.
After a few more minutes, an attractive young man came rushing up the walk. His spiky black hair had snow in it and his blue eyes were anxious. He came up behind the girl and put an arm around her waist.
"Sorry," he said, tugging a lock of her hair, "My car's being troublesome in this cold."
"It's all right," she said after a pause, assessing the truthfulnes of his statement,
"Let's go in. Talia and Angela should be there already."
As they entered the rustic cafe, he spoke. It became clearer that he had a clear Scandinavian accent.
"Are you sure about this? Meeting someone from the internet?"
"Oh, honestly, Alec, I've done it before," she said with a smirk, "And she's a girl, even younger than me. There's no harm in it. And your half-sister met her first."
"Good point," he conceded, watching her with bright blue eyes as she tugged off her leather jacket. Beneath it, she wore an extremely tight, sleeveless shiny black top with pink stitching on the hems and a glittery red lightning bolt coming down from the low neckline. Her faded, silver-threaded snug jeans, black vinyl combat boots, bangles, silver-studded pink belt, and silver locket completed the picture.
"Hey." The girl caught his arm and gave him a mischievous grin, revealing a silver tongue ring. "I got a new stud in."
"Oh?" He bent his head down and kissed her.
At that precise moment, two other girls walked in. The first one snickered and the second one made a disgusted noise.
The first girl was a bit dressed up, wearing her long brown hair in a straight style with little curls at the bottom. She wore a long denim skirt with slits on the side, and a black laced-up top. Her olive complexion is set off by a silver choker. She watched the couple for a moment before clearing her throat.
Alec drew away guiltily before nudging his girlfriend.
"Kaide, you said they were in there, not here." The redhead, apparently called Kaide, shrugged.
"They were. You like?"
He grinned, the guilty, slightly wicked grin of teenage boys everywhere.
"I thought so." She looked over at the two girls.
"Talia?"
"You got it," grinned the brunette. The redhead gave her a bone-crushing hug and ruffled her hair, causing the girl to squeak and smooth it.
"Angie and I were just talking about this road trip. Who's gonna drive, exactly?"
The fourth member of this strange quartet spoke, shaking her head at Alec and Kaide.
"Kai's not, that's for sure. That's my beloved van we're driving, I don't want it crashed."
The redhead made a mock-pouty face, pushing her crimson hair back from her face with an unringed hand, with the exception of a rose signet ring. Color rose in her face at the remark.
"Careful, Angela. When I get my license, you'll be first on my "pedestrians to run over" list."
Angela shuddered. The girl was the youngest but was fifteen like Talia and Kaide (Alec being sixteen, nearly seventeen) - her birthday was December first, but she'd had her horribly old, sturdy luxury van since she was fourteen. You could get your license at fourteen and a half in North Dakota, which was where the quartet was currently located. She was Alec's half-sister but they weren't really related by blood - her mother and his father had married, but each was a child from a previous marriage. Angela didn't have Alec's Scandinavian accent, though she had lived in Norway for a few years with the family. She sounded a bit more Californian, which made sense, because that was where she was originally from. She had wildly flipped out light blonde hair and hazel eyes. She was also the shortest by a good five inches.
After a few moments of silence, Kaide chirped out, "Feel the awkward silence," causing a bit of laughter. Talia picked up the nearest book, Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone. She began to tremble violently.
"Tali?" Kaide stared, grabbing onto her friend's arm, still with Alec's arm around her waist. "Are you okay? You're shaking like crazy.. Talia?" She was getting no response. She shook her friend and Angela put a hand on the book to take it from Talia, but the brunette didn't let go. She seemed transfixed.
Suddenly, the world went black.
"Where is that boy," she growled softly, glancing at the watch that adorned her wrist, along with a multitude of bangles and more expensive bracelets. The girl had dark, blood-red hair about to her waist and flashing black eyes. She was also very tall, at least six feet. Her full, dark lips were pouty, because, at that precise moment, she was pouting. She was white-pale but one got the impression she could be quite tan if she wanted.
After a few more minutes, an attractive young man came rushing up the walk. His spiky black hair had snow in it and his blue eyes were anxious. He came up behind the girl and put an arm around her waist.
"Sorry," he said, tugging a lock of her hair, "My car's being troublesome in this cold."
"It's all right," she said after a pause, assessing the truthfulnes of his statement,
"Let's go in. Talia and Angela should be there already."
As they entered the rustic cafe, he spoke. It became clearer that he had a clear Scandinavian accent.
"Are you sure about this? Meeting someone from the internet?"
"Oh, honestly, Alec, I've done it before," she said with a smirk, "And she's a girl, even younger than me. There's no harm in it. And your half-sister met her first."
"Good point," he conceded, watching her with bright blue eyes as she tugged off her leather jacket. Beneath it, she wore an extremely tight, sleeveless shiny black top with pink stitching on the hems and a glittery red lightning bolt coming down from the low neckline. Her faded, silver-threaded snug jeans, black vinyl combat boots, bangles, silver-studded pink belt, and silver locket completed the picture.
"Hey." The girl caught his arm and gave him a mischievous grin, revealing a silver tongue ring. "I got a new stud in."
"Oh?" He bent his head down and kissed her.
At that precise moment, two other girls walked in. The first one snickered and the second one made a disgusted noise.
The first girl was a bit dressed up, wearing her long brown hair in a straight style with little curls at the bottom. She wore a long denim skirt with slits on the side, and a black laced-up top. Her olive complexion is set off by a silver choker. She watched the couple for a moment before clearing her throat.
Alec drew away guiltily before nudging his girlfriend.
"Kaide, you said they were in there, not here." The redhead, apparently called Kaide, shrugged.
"They were. You like?"
He grinned, the guilty, slightly wicked grin of teenage boys everywhere.
"I thought so." She looked over at the two girls.
"Talia?"
"You got it," grinned the brunette. The redhead gave her a bone-crushing hug and ruffled her hair, causing the girl to squeak and smooth it.
"Angie and I were just talking about this road trip. Who's gonna drive, exactly?"
The fourth member of this strange quartet spoke, shaking her head at Alec and Kaide.
"Kai's not, that's for sure. That's my beloved van we're driving, I don't want it crashed."
The redhead made a mock-pouty face, pushing her crimson hair back from her face with an unringed hand, with the exception of a rose signet ring. Color rose in her face at the remark.
"Careful, Angela. When I get my license, you'll be first on my "pedestrians to run over" list."
Angela shuddered. The girl was the youngest but was fifteen like Talia and Kaide (Alec being sixteen, nearly seventeen) - her birthday was December first, but she'd had her horribly old, sturdy luxury van since she was fourteen. You could get your license at fourteen and a half in North Dakota, which was where the quartet was currently located. She was Alec's half-sister but they weren't really related by blood - her mother and his father had married, but each was a child from a previous marriage. Angela didn't have Alec's Scandinavian accent, though she had lived in Norway for a few years with the family. She sounded a bit more Californian, which made sense, because that was where she was originally from. She had wildly flipped out light blonde hair and hazel eyes. She was also the shortest by a good five inches.
After a few moments of silence, Kaide chirped out, "Feel the awkward silence," causing a bit of laughter. Talia picked up the nearest book, Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone. She began to tremble violently.
"Tali?" Kaide stared, grabbing onto her friend's arm, still with Alec's arm around her waist. "Are you okay? You're shaking like crazy.. Talia?" She was getting no response. She shook her friend and Angela put a hand on the book to take it from Talia, but the brunette didn't let go. She seemed transfixed.
Suddenly, the world went black.
