Bad Guys Always Give Me the Shivers
Coattails
Disclaimer: Do I look like Darren Shan?
[Note: *~*~*~*~ -- this means that it's in whoever's dreams.]
Alexandria's Point of View
After the whole day of practicing with Ginger and Addison, I was exhausted and I decided I should go to sleep. And, sleep I did.
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I was just sitting in the town square, at my old town. People stood in many postures, their bodies rigid as if time had frozen them into that position. The wind had kept the ruffling grass still, nothing even moving an inch. Except for me, I was the only one who could actually walk.
When I tried to move my leg, that's when I noticed that I was wearing a long ball gown. It was a dark blue, reaching to my feet. I fingered the silk, the material just begging me to touch it even more. A smile found its way to my lips, making me look up and notice that Addison was standing in the far corner.
He was standing in a lax position, leaning up against the clock tower, his head positioned downwards. I could tell he was smirking as he brought his face upwards, his emerald eyes shocking me. I gaped at him as he walked towards me, wordlessly.
His coattails brushed up against the cobblestone, making a melodic sound. The sun was setting, causing the faint light to cast a glow on his muscles. Once he reached me, the sun was already done, he offered his arm with a flourish.
I glanced up at him, my brunette hair covering my eyes slightly, and took his arm, pulling myself upwards. Out of nowhere, soft piano music began to play, the moon now coming up over the mountains.
The stars began to dance just as we were, avoiding the people around us. We didn't speak a word for a long while and after the song was over, Addison began to lean down to kiss me and that's when I noticed someone in my peripheral vision.
It was Steve. Gaping at us, a hurt expression masking his face. Addison's lips were inches away from mine and I bolted away from his hold, standing in between the two. It was as if I had a choice to make, a very difficult one at that.
And then, Steve began to…
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"Goodness!" I yelled, jolting upwards out of my bed. Truska's head popped up, her sleepy eyes telling me to shut up and I quickly obliged. I began to sink back down into the soft quilt, wondering if my dream had a true meaning, then, if it did, it would mean that I had a choice to make. And that was a choice I didn't want to make.
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Steve's Point of View
Lying in bed, I noticed that there were wet stains streaking across the ceiling. I started to count them out of boredom as I kept trying to go to sleep. I doubt that was not possible now, for I was a jittery mess lately. Sighing, I moved to my side and noticed that Gannen was lying down on his own bed, slumbering.
Oh, I just need to go to sleep now instead of staying up with pointless thoughts. Wait, they didn't have to be pointless. I guess I could think about the time when Alex and I were out all alone at the cape…
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It was just me and her, all alone, staring off into the water. The night had come and was about to go, we had sat out all night just chatting. It was so easy just talking to her, not having to worry about anything. Glancing over at her, I could still see the smile fill up her face, making her eyes crinkle.
"Thanks for this," she murmured, looking over at me. "I had… fun." That's when she moved her hand to mine and held it tightly, going over each of the crevices. I knew I shouldn't be falling for this human, but I just couldn't pull away. Plus… I didn't really want to leave her.
As I continued to think, she came closer and I almost pulled away once she rested her head on my shoulder, shutting her eyes tightly. I could smell the sweet, aroma that stuck to her hair, now I wanted her even more.
Gulping, I began to raise my own arm to put it around her, but failed to do so because I was quite afraid. Afraid that she may not want to be with and just go away… maybe just being her friend would be the best thing so she wouldn't leave.
The subject stayed in my mind, not leaving me alone until Alex spoke softly, "Steve?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't leave me… please." She ended, causing me to blush lightly. The sun began to rise in the distance, the orange color casting a soft glow on her pallid skin. I leaned down and whispered into her ear, "I won't ever leave."
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I stopped thinking because this odd feeling pulsed through my veins, like something was wrong. It's the same emotion I got when Alex was about to do something she didn't want me to know about, so maybe she was doing something bad. Nah, I bet I'm just overreacting. Well, maybe not, but I do hope so.
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Alexandria's Point of View
Sometime in the middle of the early morning, I had crept away from my bed and decided to sit on the steps in front of the caravan. My head was leaning against the metal railing, my eyes just now fluttering open. Some Cirque members were walking around, still tired from last night's show. I'm glad that I didn't have to perform, since Mr. Tall gave us extra time to practice.
Sighing, I smelt something that smelled like burning food and it made me want to gag. I looked around, seeing that there was only a few flakes of snow on the ground and the sun was rising. Oddly, I started to think about Ginger and how her caravan was all the way to the left and how she may come out without her hat her glasses on.
Leaning over, I almost fell trying to get a good glimpse. She didn't come out for a long while, and before she did, I saw Addison going down the road, whistling some happy tune. Turning bright red, I stopped looking and glanced to the right, now just noticing that she was talking to Cormac the whole time.
Getting mad at my own moronic actions, I glared down at the ground, my eyebrows furrowing once I began to go back in. But, someone grabbed onto my hand and pulled me back out. "We're practicing." Addison breathed, pulling me along. While we were leaving, I couldn't help but notice he wasn't bringing Ginger. Maybe he was tired of her too?
Author's Note: Meh, wrote this all at my Grandma's house [She has no internets… ;-;] Anyways, probably won't post till late at night my time. Review my dears :D