OK everybody since it seems like I'll never be able to improve my spelling and grammar, I am officially taking out an ad to find some poor sap who would help me out with that. Just e-mail me with any thoughts, suggestions, whatever.
And here's chapter 7...
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She could feel the breeze of the oncoming winter hitting her shoulder. And although her body wasn't quite awake (as it refused to open it's eyes) her mind was partly wondering why she had left the window open.
A light passed over her eyelids.
Eva sat upright as quickly as she could maneuver. She twisted her fist into her eye trying to rid the lack of vision. A dark and silent room greeted her as the only real thing she could hear was the sound of her heart pounding away like a jackhammer was stuck in her chest. She breathed a sigh of relief when she turned around to notice her open window. Rolling her eyes at her intense reaction she calmly got up and retreated to the window where she properly closed the window in question. Yet upon doing so she couldn't help but notice that the breeze she had imagined earlier was in reality a vicious wind that accompanied a dark and star less sky.
A storm was coming. Eva shivered slightly to herself before wrapping her arms around herself and proceeded to the small crimson colored closet in the hall where her mother kept extra blankets.
After selecting one that she had always favored and wrapping it around herself she again began heading for her warm bed that she now so longed for. Glancing at her clock she realized it was nearly midnight, yet for some reason the few hours of sleep she had received seem like plenty and despite the massive yawn that made her stretch her limbs she still had yet to feel-
Eva's head snapped to attention as she noticed something out of the corner of her eye.
The window was once again open.
She squinted her eyes to make sure that the shadows simply weren't playing tricks on her again, but the large gusts of wind that followed made her realize she wasn't. And that same burst of wind was enough to knock over a glass that had been sitting on a shelf in the back of the room. Eva jumped but wasn't even in midair when she realized how silly she was being.
"It's just the wind..." She told herself as she picked up the glass and it's spilled continents and once again went to close the window this time grabbing a thick-leather bound book from her desk to latch it with. She made her way over to the window but as she was about to grab the latch that would secure it, a large squeaking noise came from the gutter above her. She flinched but then smiled as she reminded herself-
"It's just the wind, it's just the wind..."
"Don't be so sure of that..." Said a husky voice from in front of her.
Confused and terrified Eva let out a yelp that would of resulted to a scream if it wasn't for a hand covering her mouth and a figure sweeping down skillfully and entering her room. Feeling threatened and well beyond scared Eva trusted her hands as they led her back to the leather-bound book...
"SMACK!"
The book ( being very well guided) hit her attacker in what appeared to be the eye for he began clutching his face and yelling out many inappropriate words that aren't exactly included in the dictionary.
Eva being armed with her book was released immediately from her attacker's hold and she retreated around the back of the bed ready to let out the most bloodcurdling scream of her life when-
Was that a British accent? She asked herself.
And suddenly her "attackers" form became quite clear. Realizing the pity of her mistake she dropped the book with a thud and ran to the form she knew as her desk to turn on a small lamp in the corner of it.
Her suspicions were deemed correct when she saw a webbed, green clutch at her bed and a memorable head full of brownish-green hair appear from the floor.
"And people say mutants are violent...?" She heard him mumble.
"Oh..." Was all Eva could muster before she moved over to his side and lifted up his head as gently as she could but it seemed as though he wasn't too compliant about that.
Eva could feel her eye's widen in the back of her brain as she saw his face. A large (and considerably noticeable) square bruise was forming on his left eye, and it would of appeared like some of the sharper corners of the book scratched his face as well.
"Are you OK?" She asked her voice barely in a whisper as she helped him to his feet. And with a sincerely grave look on her face as if expecting him to pounce at any moment she bit her lip and watched in horror as he walked passed her and straight to the wall length mirror that stood next to the bed.
He stood there a moment as though he couldn't quite believe what he saw. And after several moments of staring in the mirror his expression completely unreadable he surprised Eva the most when a whirl of laugher came from his mouth and echoed in the tiny room.
Eva walked over to his side cautiously as if to avoid a scandal and looked at his face from the back of the mirror. Completely speechless as he turned to her and said,
"Nice aim..."
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The park was always nice this time of year. Everyone knew that and it was a simple fact, despite the frost that paved the playground equipment the area hadn't lost it's popularity and was often frequented by kid of all ages. But as two "kids" of the sort began wondering through it one Sunday night...it was certainly a sight to be seen.
But they weren't really wondering anymore. No. Instead in some common childhood memory they decided to sit on a rusty set of swings that clearly hadn't seen any bodies for quite some time. The extremely odd looking couple sat in silence as they considered the day's events. The more unusual man at the left was think about far more unhappy things than the girl at the right.
"Look," He began. "I didn't mean to scare you." He stated refusing to look up at her.
She smiled despite herself. Eva still wasn't quite sure why she had suggested the park. She guessed that at the time it seemed appropriate. She knew their conversation would get noisy, she didn't want her parents to wake up, and the park was the closest (most public) place she could think of.
Although she was beginning to realize that it wasn't a very popular place at 1:00 in the morning.
"It's OK." She said watching her breath as her traces of exhaling floated into the wind and disappeared into the unknown shadows.
"I just sort of...wanted to apologize for before when I left in such a hurry." Toad said. "I tend...to not give a positive reaction to parents."
Eva smiled as she began to push her legs toward the sky.
"I figured something like that." She said. But soon as she began to consume the swing closer to the night sky and her brow wrinkled in laugher.
"Truth be told I actually was a little mad...but that swollen eye of yours makes me feel guilty for it."
He cocked his head sideways to her before cracking a grin and stating, "Yeah...I guess I deserved that."
Several moments passed before Eva received the courage to ask her next question.
"Why is your name Toad?" She asked trying to avoid those big dark eyes of his that held more answers than they led on.
Toad sat up abruptly from his swing, and caught a glance of regret from Eva's face. He sighed and rubbed his hands together to hide the cold night air.
Eva nearly fell backward from her swing when she saw a slimy tongue that was at least 15 feet long fly out of his mouth and onto the roof of a playhouse. But in what seemed like the same second his feet flew nearly five feet in the air before he gracefully landed on a set of money bars, his tongue trailing close behind him.
Eva stopped her swing altogether and stared with her mouth wide open at the (now extremely anxious) creature who had removed a cigarette from his pocket and placed it in his shaking mouth. Eva with lacking of words walked out to the ten feet away or so that he stood and removed the cigarette from his mouth just about as it was about to meet his lighter and threw it to the ground. She offered him a weak but sincere smile as she said,
"You shouldn't smoke."
If Toad had been holding a smoking device in his mouth he surly would of dropped it as the only words that came out of her mouth were:
"You shouldn't smoke?"
That was all she had to say to him? No! That couldn't be right...the second she saw that she should of run home screaming... What was she trying to pull?
Clearly annoyed by his response she grabbed his arm before leading him to a open soccer field, and totally entranced by her touch he was more than happy to allow it.
She was touching him again too? But this time he hadn't even done anything for her- why? Yet his thoughts were instantly intrusted with sound of vengeful thunder clapping in the distance which made his female companion jump slightly at the sound.
Before either of them had time to respond the skies opened up and expressed themselves with such a fierce attitude that anyone could of sworn the heavens themselves were taken revenge on anyone that lived on earth.
Expecting Eva to begin her quick journey home he was surprised to find her running away from him in a playful manor as she began humming and taking off her sweatshirt with more gusto than completely necessary.
"What are you doing?!" He shouted to her although the rain made it hard to hear.
She never actually told him to come over. She just folded out her hand and began waving in the air furiously as though the action was something done out of urgency. He nearly ran to her prancing form as she began...to dance?
Not actually dance more like just romping around, humming some song he was sure he had heard before but couldn't remember. She noticed his confused stare and answered as though he were completely obviously.
"Well are you going to join me or what?" His eyes widen in confusion as she stopped for a moment and grabbed him arm.
"Come on dance with me!" She pleaded.
Toad wasn't quite sure what to say to that so he simply expressed himself by shaking his head back and forth.
"I don't dance." He said as though she should of already of known that fact. Yet Eva unable to give up grabbed his arm more aggressively this time and stated just as seriously:
"I don't take no for an answer."
And before he quite knew what was happening she had pulled him into her arms and seconds later his left hand was planted firmly at her waist the other accompanied at the small of her back.
He laughed.
Toad couldn't help but take the lead and laughed as he did so.
This probably wasn't a good idea. No. He knew that this wasn't a good idea. Yet as Eva insisted he twirl her and the two of them ended up on the wet and muddy ground being abused by the hard rain that was hitting each of their faces.
A moment of joy entered his head a feeling he couldn't define. And the feeling was mutual as they joked around in the muck because for that innocent moment:
Neither of them cared.
And both of them were laughing so hard that they could each of sworn that their sides were going to burst.
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Awwww...nice little happy moment!
And here's chapter 7...
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She could feel the breeze of the oncoming winter hitting her shoulder. And although her body wasn't quite awake (as it refused to open it's eyes) her mind was partly wondering why she had left the window open.
A light passed over her eyelids.
Eva sat upright as quickly as she could maneuver. She twisted her fist into her eye trying to rid the lack of vision. A dark and silent room greeted her as the only real thing she could hear was the sound of her heart pounding away like a jackhammer was stuck in her chest. She breathed a sigh of relief when she turned around to notice her open window. Rolling her eyes at her intense reaction she calmly got up and retreated to the window where she properly closed the window in question. Yet upon doing so she couldn't help but notice that the breeze she had imagined earlier was in reality a vicious wind that accompanied a dark and star less sky.
A storm was coming. Eva shivered slightly to herself before wrapping her arms around herself and proceeded to the small crimson colored closet in the hall where her mother kept extra blankets.
After selecting one that she had always favored and wrapping it around herself she again began heading for her warm bed that she now so longed for. Glancing at her clock she realized it was nearly midnight, yet for some reason the few hours of sleep she had received seem like plenty and despite the massive yawn that made her stretch her limbs she still had yet to feel-
Eva's head snapped to attention as she noticed something out of the corner of her eye.
The window was once again open.
She squinted her eyes to make sure that the shadows simply weren't playing tricks on her again, but the large gusts of wind that followed made her realize she wasn't. And that same burst of wind was enough to knock over a glass that had been sitting on a shelf in the back of the room. Eva jumped but wasn't even in midair when she realized how silly she was being.
"It's just the wind..." She told herself as she picked up the glass and it's spilled continents and once again went to close the window this time grabbing a thick-leather bound book from her desk to latch it with. She made her way over to the window but as she was about to grab the latch that would secure it, a large squeaking noise came from the gutter above her. She flinched but then smiled as she reminded herself-
"It's just the wind, it's just the wind..."
"Don't be so sure of that..." Said a husky voice from in front of her.
Confused and terrified Eva let out a yelp that would of resulted to a scream if it wasn't for a hand covering her mouth and a figure sweeping down skillfully and entering her room. Feeling threatened and well beyond scared Eva trusted her hands as they led her back to the leather-bound book...
"SMACK!"
The book ( being very well guided) hit her attacker in what appeared to be the eye for he began clutching his face and yelling out many inappropriate words that aren't exactly included in the dictionary.
Eva being armed with her book was released immediately from her attacker's hold and she retreated around the back of the bed ready to let out the most bloodcurdling scream of her life when-
Was that a British accent? She asked herself.
And suddenly her "attackers" form became quite clear. Realizing the pity of her mistake she dropped the book with a thud and ran to the form she knew as her desk to turn on a small lamp in the corner of it.
Her suspicions were deemed correct when she saw a webbed, green clutch at her bed and a memorable head full of brownish-green hair appear from the floor.
"And people say mutants are violent...?" She heard him mumble.
"Oh..." Was all Eva could muster before she moved over to his side and lifted up his head as gently as she could but it seemed as though he wasn't too compliant about that.
Eva could feel her eye's widen in the back of her brain as she saw his face. A large (and considerably noticeable) square bruise was forming on his left eye, and it would of appeared like some of the sharper corners of the book scratched his face as well.
"Are you OK?" She asked her voice barely in a whisper as she helped him to his feet. And with a sincerely grave look on her face as if expecting him to pounce at any moment she bit her lip and watched in horror as he walked passed her and straight to the wall length mirror that stood next to the bed.
He stood there a moment as though he couldn't quite believe what he saw. And after several moments of staring in the mirror his expression completely unreadable he surprised Eva the most when a whirl of laugher came from his mouth and echoed in the tiny room.
Eva walked over to his side cautiously as if to avoid a scandal and looked at his face from the back of the mirror. Completely speechless as he turned to her and said,
"Nice aim..."
()())()()()())()()
The park was always nice this time of year. Everyone knew that and it was a simple fact, despite the frost that paved the playground equipment the area hadn't lost it's popularity and was often frequented by kid of all ages. But as two "kids" of the sort began wondering through it one Sunday night...it was certainly a sight to be seen.
But they weren't really wondering anymore. No. Instead in some common childhood memory they decided to sit on a rusty set of swings that clearly hadn't seen any bodies for quite some time. The extremely odd looking couple sat in silence as they considered the day's events. The more unusual man at the left was think about far more unhappy things than the girl at the right.
"Look," He began. "I didn't mean to scare you." He stated refusing to look up at her.
She smiled despite herself. Eva still wasn't quite sure why she had suggested the park. She guessed that at the time it seemed appropriate. She knew their conversation would get noisy, she didn't want her parents to wake up, and the park was the closest (most public) place she could think of.
Although she was beginning to realize that it wasn't a very popular place at 1:00 in the morning.
"It's OK." She said watching her breath as her traces of exhaling floated into the wind and disappeared into the unknown shadows.
"I just sort of...wanted to apologize for before when I left in such a hurry." Toad said. "I tend...to not give a positive reaction to parents."
Eva smiled as she began to push her legs toward the sky.
"I figured something like that." She said. But soon as she began to consume the swing closer to the night sky and her brow wrinkled in laugher.
"Truth be told I actually was a little mad...but that swollen eye of yours makes me feel guilty for it."
He cocked his head sideways to her before cracking a grin and stating, "Yeah...I guess I deserved that."
Several moments passed before Eva received the courage to ask her next question.
"Why is your name Toad?" She asked trying to avoid those big dark eyes of his that held more answers than they led on.
Toad sat up abruptly from his swing, and caught a glance of regret from Eva's face. He sighed and rubbed his hands together to hide the cold night air.
Eva nearly fell backward from her swing when she saw a slimy tongue that was at least 15 feet long fly out of his mouth and onto the roof of a playhouse. But in what seemed like the same second his feet flew nearly five feet in the air before he gracefully landed on a set of money bars, his tongue trailing close behind him.
Eva stopped her swing altogether and stared with her mouth wide open at the (now extremely anxious) creature who had removed a cigarette from his pocket and placed it in his shaking mouth. Eva with lacking of words walked out to the ten feet away or so that he stood and removed the cigarette from his mouth just about as it was about to meet his lighter and threw it to the ground. She offered him a weak but sincere smile as she said,
"You shouldn't smoke."
If Toad had been holding a smoking device in his mouth he surly would of dropped it as the only words that came out of her mouth were:
"You shouldn't smoke?"
That was all she had to say to him? No! That couldn't be right...the second she saw that she should of run home screaming... What was she trying to pull?
Clearly annoyed by his response she grabbed his arm before leading him to a open soccer field, and totally entranced by her touch he was more than happy to allow it.
She was touching him again too? But this time he hadn't even done anything for her- why? Yet his thoughts were instantly intrusted with sound of vengeful thunder clapping in the distance which made his female companion jump slightly at the sound.
Before either of them had time to respond the skies opened up and expressed themselves with such a fierce attitude that anyone could of sworn the heavens themselves were taken revenge on anyone that lived on earth.
Expecting Eva to begin her quick journey home he was surprised to find her running away from him in a playful manor as she began humming and taking off her sweatshirt with more gusto than completely necessary.
"What are you doing?!" He shouted to her although the rain made it hard to hear.
She never actually told him to come over. She just folded out her hand and began waving in the air furiously as though the action was something done out of urgency. He nearly ran to her prancing form as she began...to dance?
Not actually dance more like just romping around, humming some song he was sure he had heard before but couldn't remember. She noticed his confused stare and answered as though he were completely obviously.
"Well are you going to join me or what?" His eyes widen in confusion as she stopped for a moment and grabbed him arm.
"Come on dance with me!" She pleaded.
Toad wasn't quite sure what to say to that so he simply expressed himself by shaking his head back and forth.
"I don't dance." He said as though she should of already of known that fact. Yet Eva unable to give up grabbed his arm more aggressively this time and stated just as seriously:
"I don't take no for an answer."
And before he quite knew what was happening she had pulled him into her arms and seconds later his left hand was planted firmly at her waist the other accompanied at the small of her back.
He laughed.
Toad couldn't help but take the lead and laughed as he did so.
This probably wasn't a good idea. No. He knew that this wasn't a good idea. Yet as Eva insisted he twirl her and the two of them ended up on the wet and muddy ground being abused by the hard rain that was hitting each of their faces.
A moment of joy entered his head a feeling he couldn't define. And the feeling was mutual as they joked around in the muck because for that innocent moment:
Neither of them cared.
And both of them were laughing so hard that they could each of sworn that their sides were going to burst.
()()()()()()()
Awwww...nice little happy moment!
