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Addisen and Once Upon A Time 2
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May 10, 2014 05:12PM
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Still not working it's fine though
It's weird that it doesn't work because it works for me everytime!
But I want it to! Here, I'll just tell you where it is on google.!
Yeah I know I don't know why.
So you google "stereotypical bad boy" and go down 22 rows. It's the pic on the very left.
Something like this I'm on the schools IPAD so they block everything. https://www.evernote.com/shard/s335/s...
THATS THE SAME GUY. I KID YOU NOT. I <3 ME SOME PATCH CIPRIANO!
I know he's soo hot ♥❤♥→Patch
OMG seriously?!?!?!? When will it come out?!?!?!?!!
Ok~~~~~~~~~~~
Vanessa hear the sirens. What happen? She was on her morning run. She loved the way running felt. She liked the breeze on her cheeks. It felt so right. Her feet whet pitter patter on the sidewalk. She was in short shorts. And a neon green top. Her heart was pumping fast. She ran through the alleyways. She ran through her neighbors backyard.
If you called it a backyard. It was full of kids toys. She didn't make one stumble. Since she was so used to it. She would of never notice the boy unless if she didn't stumble. "I'm so sorry." She said. "Are you alright?" She said helping the boy up.
((Oh and the boy she runs into is you but I'm assuming that you would know that so I'm just having a really blonde moments today))
((Lol ur good! And I LIVE in blonde moments! Lol I honestly have no idea how I mange to keep going in life! XDDD))"Yeah, yeah, you're fine," he said, standing up and brushing himself off. He looked the girl up and down and raised an eyebrow. "Where the hell have you been?" He asked.
((You don't mind swear words, do you?))
((Same here :) and no I don't))"Um running and I could ask you the same are running from something? Because your in my neighbors yard?" She asked looking at him. "I should be going."
"So you live close?" He asked, smirking. "Well then, I'll see you around then, cupcake," he said, before turning on his heel and walking away, raising his arm halfway as a wave.((Lol! And sweet! I don't either btw! :) ))
"Hey where do you think think your going?" She heard the sirens come closer. "Your the one they are looking for?" She asked. She looked at him. "I really should go now." She said turning from him.
Tristan stopped and turned around. "Why would you think something like that?" He asked, stalking towards her.
"Because a random guy wouldn't be here and your in the a hurry." She said. "You know what I'm wrong." She kept walking backwards.
"Wrong? About what, cutie?" He asked as he tilted his head, feigning innocence.
"That my instinct is that you didn't commit the crime." She said. She kept walking into the the play equipment. She stumbled some. If she could make a break for it. She would be able to beat him.
"You think so?" He said, and he was suddenly right behind her, his hand over her mouth. "Well, there was a lot worse things I could do to you," he whispered, right before pinching the nerves in her neck, and she fell limply in his arms. He smiled down at her and tugged on a tank top strap, gauging his prize of the night. "Well, not that bad," he said to himself, and pulled the strap back up. He carried her to his car and after setting her down, he drove off. He brought her to his house, which was a huge mansion on the outskirts of town. He laid her gently on the bed of his room, and waited for her to wake up. ((Small backstory::: parents were rich, he was an only child but they were murdered, and he gained the estate, but he quickly became bored and turned to committing crimes))
She tried screaming for help, but he was too quick. She was about struggle in his arms but she soon fell limply into his arms. She didn't know what was happening. She was extremely tired though. All she knew was that she should of run when she had the chance to. She was being a stupid girl for not doing this. She could easily get out she hoped he had some type of security system she could hack into. Lost in her deep thoughts her eyes started to fluttered. She opened them. She jolted up. She looked outside perfect for her. She smiled to herself. She could break out easily hopefully.
Tristan turned around when he heard her sit up. "Oh lookie, princess is awake," he said, smiling.
"Let me go." She said. She looked at him. She saw a computer and a tv. She could reprogram them. She could get a map. This should be easy.
"Why would I do that? You're right there for the taking," he said, and his smile turned devilish. He stood up and walked over to her, sitting right beside her. He took his finger and placed it under her chin, turning it to make her look at him. "And plus I don't think you would anyway," he added, lifting her wrist, which was cuffed. "Now just be a good girl and take it, okay? It won't hurt. That bad," he whispered.
"Let me go." She repeated again. Her face was red from him being so close. He didn't need to know she never had a boyfriend or been kiss. "What are you going to do." She said. "At least me change the shorts are way to short and shirt shows way too much." She knew what he was thinking.
"And what would you change into?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow. "You don't plan to go naked for me, do you?" He asked, seeing that she was already red in the face. "Aw, how cute. You're already blushing,"
She bit her lip. "Blushing for someone like you yeah not going to happen." She said. "Please just let me go." She said. "And what are you going to do with me?"
"Really? Well you sure are stubborn, I'm sure lots of girls would LOVE to be in the spot you're in right now," he sighed. "And I'll do whatever I want," he answered. He pushed her down against the bed, gently, but he hoped she didn't notice that.
"Don't you dare kiss me I don't want my first kiss to be with someone like you," she said. She looked at him. "What girls the ones you pay?" She said.
"Oh, so I would be your first?!" He said, truly shocked. "With as pretty as you are, I'm surprised!" He said, meaning it. She really was a pretty girl, and he didn't really know how to get his point across. "And like I said before, there are a lot of worse things I could do to you," he said, laying down next to her and propping himself up on his elbow.
"Just please let me go." She asked again. She sighed knowing she will lose. "Your not going to kiss me of touch me and there is no possible way that girls actually like you."
"It actually is quite possible. Let's say I have.... My moments," he said. "I honestly don't understand why you think I'm going to let you go," he aded, sighing.
"I'll fine away out." She said. She looked at him. "I doubt girls actually cause your not even cute let alone hot."
"That actually kinda hurt a little bit," he said, frowning. "I am a human being, you know. I DO have feelings," he said.
She looked at him. "I'm sorry for hurting your feelings. Is I need to get home and yeah."
"Oh, your parents aren't concerned. I left a note saying you spent the night at a friend's. Trust me, I got everything covered," he replied.
"A friends house? God your an idot I'm going to be dead meat. I don't have no friends that my parents don't approve of that's only the nerds." She sighed. "I don't talk to them and they know that."
"Really. Well, it looks like I'll have to make some calls then," he said , pushing himself up. He grabbed his cell phone and walked to the other side of the room, keeping a watchful eye on Vanessa. "Yeah, dude, all you'll have to do is pose as her friend. How much? Um, is two grand alright? Sweet! Thanks man!" He hung up and walked back over. "Now I got everything covered," he laughed.
She looked up. "What are you going to do to me?" She repeated. "I'm not going to let you kiss me. I would be either drunk or high to do kiss you. And seeing that I won't let you touch me your personal party you think your going to have isn't going to happen,"
"Yeah, okay," he said, completely dismissing her. He walked over to a mini fridge and brought out a bottle of beer. "Want any?" He asked shaking it slightly in his hand.
"No I don't drink I don't do drugs." She said. "At least let me call my parents to tell them I ok."
"Alright, suit yourself," he said and closed the fridge door. "But you might tell," he said simply, not beating around the bush.
She looked at him. "Well I would like you to see you grab my phone." It was still there I her bra. She put there when she ran.
"In your bra, you mean? Yeah, I already found it," he said. He really hadn't, but he knew she would believe him anyway.
"Yeah sure you did. Cause it's still in there." She said. "And I'm not handing it over."
