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Post by peyton on Dec 21, 2009 18:16:17 GMT -5
   Peyton had not yet fully adjusted to her change. It was taking more time then she had anticipated but at least she had not yet attacked a fellow student or a friend. She really hadn't even been tempted that bad to. Though for some reason as she woke up earlier in the day she had a feeling that something was going to happen today. Not that she knew what, maybe she would just finally be able to catch a deer. She wasn't that great at hunting, it was oddly hilarious if you could see it. The only person who had seen her failed attempts and knew about her was Beryx, but he himself was a vampire as well so that didn't count.
So far the girl had been relatively good at keeping her secret hidden from everyone even Dom her best friend. She just made sure that she didn't come in any such contact with a human that would give her away. She had found a way to make her body tempature warmer though sometimes it malfunctioned and made her body way to hot. It was funny because so many times her friends had thought she was sick. The spells never lasted long but now her eye color was back to normal, if you could call a light golden brown color normal. Today she had got the spell right and her body temperture was normal, she even had checked to make sure. So, coming in contact with a human wasn't a worry of hers at all.
Today, she had decided for some reason to once more find her way to the grounds. She seemed to be spending a lot of time outside lately. Then again being a vampire thats what you did, right? Either way, Peyton just seemed to realize she was spending a lot of time out doors even with the snow on the ground. With guitar stap over her shoulder she slung it behind her to her back. Maybe she'd actually have inspiration to play some music or write a new song. There was this song stuck in her head yet she couldn't figure out lyrics for it. It was actually slightly frustrating. She hated when that happened.
Finding a bench in the court yard Peyton walked toward it. Sadly becoming a vampire didn't help her horrible balance skills. With out much warning she felt herself slipping and falling on some ice. As she fell she heard a snap, and without needing to look she knew her guitar had just been broke.
 TAGGED Ben!
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Post by mel on Dec 25, 2009 13:48:49 GMT -5
she lives in a fairytale, somewhere too far for us to find,SO ONE DAY HE FOUND HER CRYING COILED UP ON THE DIRTY GROUNDher prince finally came to save her [/size][/center]
Moving to London at the end of the year wasn’t the easiest transition in the world. Defiantly not for someone who spent his whole life growing up in the warm Lone star state… man how Benjamin missed the warm weather, the beaming sun, the dry air He missed all of it. Defiantly seeing that here, at Hogwarts, was the nineteen year old boy didn’t even belong; it seemed to snow every day! Snow! He didn’t see snow his whole life until he moved here, and now… Now it was everywhere, and truth be told, Ben didn’t like it the least bit.
You know, just to make things worse, he has had NO, leads what so ever about any un registered magical creatures in the school. Ok, take that back he had been informed about a seventh year werewolf, but when he looked it up his father had done the young man the courtesy of registering him, so that left the young man drawing blanks yet again… And quiet frankly Ben was starting to give up. Yes he has only been here two months, but two months with now leads wasn’t very normal for the talented Benjamin Brady Brown…
But today, today he was feeling he might strike gold. He didn’t know why, but he was pretty sure something amazing was going to happen today. As he stood in the common room eh pulled on his coat, his old hunting boots, and a scarf, like I said before he hates the cold. All bundled and warm he stepped out onto the grounds just walking aimlessly looking for something interesting.
As he walked, and walked with his mind only focusing on his word he heard a snap, and saw a girl sitting on her butt with a broken guitar next to her. Being the gentleman he was he walked over to her extending his hand to help her up.He asked with a southern drawl to all o “Need some help mam?” f his words. “Ya guitar seems pretty busted up, but if ya want I think I could fix it.” Ben said with a genuine smile as he waited to help the young woman up…
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Post by peyton on Dec 25, 2009 14:04:11 GMT -5
The noice of wood snapping almost sent Peyton into a fit of tears. For so long her music and her guitar had been the only things keeping her from losing her mind after her sister died and after she herself had been diagnosed with leaukemia. Of course she didn't have to worry about ever getting sick again now that she had been changed, but the fact that the very thing that had got her threw a lot was now in pieces behind her thanks to her clumsiness on ice Peyton wanted to just let it all out. Then again, as she thought about it, Peyton wasn't even sure she could cry. Could vampires cry? She wasn't sure, and she wasn't about to try to find out in public. So instead she simply took a few deep, very un-needed breaths to keep herself calm. It was just an inanimate object, it was nothing that couldn't be fixed or replaced.
The only thing Peyton could think of to do was laugh. Hadn't one of her favorite muggle songs said something about learning to laugh at the bad things? She was pretty sure it had and lately she could only laugh at the horrible things going on or happening to her. She couldn't think of anything else to really do anyway, unless of course she wanted to cry, but it might have looked weird if the girl had blood running down her face instead of salty tears. No, she couldn't cry.
Glad that Peyton had made sure to place the spells on herself to make it so her body temperature feel like a humans, she looked up to see a guy standing over her. Smiling friendly she took the hand he had offered her. As her hand fell into his she felt an odd warmth swore threw her body, she wasn't sure if it was the fact that he was warm compared to her insides, beings only her skin seemed warm but she herself was not warm, she couldn't feel warmth anymore, until that moment, or if it was because as she looked at him she came to realize her savior was gorgeous.
Standing up she just looked at him for a few moments in slight awe. She had never seen him at Hogwarts in all of her six years which didn't happen often. "Thanks," she said casually taking a deep breath of fresh air. And as she did that she regretted doing such a thing. The smell burned her throat, and it wasn't the air, it was his scent. But before she could dwell on that fact he spoke about her guitar. She then finally looked down to see the splintered wood on the ground. "Give it a try," she responded as he had offered to fix it for her. "I'm starting to get use to being on the cold ground, this is the second time since snow fall that the ice has got the best of me," she offered for the heck of it to him. For some reason she didn't want to just watch him fix the thing and walk away. No, she wanted him to stay and talk to her, even if his scent burned her throat and made it feel like she had swallowed fire.
TAGGED Ben
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