I may or may not be posting the story of my Twilight OC's. As every other story I've written on here can attest, I probably will not finish it. This is just a for-fun thing I came up with in my spare time to make Twilight a better place. This is just one little nugget of information on the travels and adventures of my two vampires. I figured, hey, if these guys can live forever, why not show the fun side of that? The main story of the two takes place in the books, but I might be posting various shorter stories on their travels from 1420 to the beginning of the first book. Have fun.
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The smell of heroin and incense filled the air as six people dressed in vibrant, soft clothes lounged blissfully. Three were male, three were female. The first female had long, wavy, dishwater blond hair. Across her brow was a band of leather, and her flowing top was the color of grass with daisies intermittently popping up. Her feet were bare and hardly exposed beneath the folds of her flared pants. She lay, at the edge of consciousness, against the first male.
He was muscled and wore a beige t-shirt beneath a brown, fringed vest. His jeans were loose and comfortable, and his feet were also bare. Nearly hidden by his shaggy black hair, his eyes, too, were closed.
Across the room, two others drifted between sleeping and waking. The girl had red hair that fell in romantic waves over her shoulders. A multi-colored band encircled her head, not quite matching the violet dress and orange leggings she wore. The male beside her was dark, his curly black hair like a cotton ball atop his head. The tie-dye shirt he wore stood out against his skin, mimicking the visions that danced behind his closed lids.
The last two resided in another corner behind the ragged couch, blissfully stoned. The girl had thick, dark brown hair with braids at scattered points, as though done entirely for the sake of having done it. Her tan, embroidered peasant top was belted, hinting at her narrow waist. Her wrists and neck were adorned with various beaded and knotted items, her ears containing many piercings. She slept soundly in the grasp of heroin.
The last male was slightly broader in the shoulders than the others. His strong arms surrounded the girl in his lap, almost protectively. His shirt was simple and white, his jeans stained with dirt. He alone had his golden eyes open. Though he was high off of the various drugs he had taken with the others, it was almost as though he was fully aware of all going on around him.