Your CS Pet Pairs? :3 (NEW THREAD!)

[Musicgirl<3]

Bella[F]---------------------------Brad[M]


At bella's house Time 6:30


"But Mom!You know its just a Casual date!I dont need to Put my hair in a pony tail" Bella wailed

"No back Sas!" yelled her mother

*Grumbles* "Ill brush my hair but no pony tail" Bella Muttered to her self

In Walks Bella's Dad

"Hey Bell wassup?" Asked her father

"Nothing just getting ready for a date" Replied Bella "And you know i don't like being called Bell"

"Well then" Said her father pretending to be offended

"Hey Bella...Whom do you have a date with?"Asked her father being curious

"Oh Brad you've met him before He goes to my school you know"Replied Balla "Oh look at the time 6:40 And since im walking i better go! Bye!"

Over at Brads house time: 6:41

"Brad who is this Bella?Have we met her?Where are yall going?Is it fancy?" Asked Brad's Mother

"Mom, Bella Goes to HTPMS* with me and you have met her and its just the movies and dinner and no its not fancy" Brad yelled

"Well fine then" Smirked his mom

"And i better go I told Bella that i'd meet her at the park and im picking her up from there and then headed to Dinner and Movies and its *Gasps* 6:50! I better comb my hair and DRIVE" said Brad

"Well have fun"His mother said madly




Should i continue?









*H.ollywood's
T.alented
P.ets
M.iddle
S.chool

[OctoberNights]

@ firestar, you should continue

♀♂

The killer and her victim

Should I do a story?

[Simpleprincess]

@ firestar, you should continue

♀♂

The killer and her victim

Should I do a story?

Yes! It sounds so interesting!

[! october]

.Nan && Narva.

Both this couple and poem are absolutely perfect; lovely in a very sad sort of manner. <3
[Their eyes look so stunning when put beside each other. :D]

[OctoberNights]

@ firestar, you should continue

♀♂

The killer and her victim

Should I do a story?

Here it goes....

He's here!
That was the first thought in Fire's head as she watched the male walk into the store. She planned to spend the day acting normal, but when she saw him... the feelings she felt. She couldn't explain them. She reached into her bag and pulled out her mask. She had designed it to blend into the night so no one could identify her. She had gained the nickname, "The Queen on Fire" for the tasks she performed. She put it back. She had no idea what she was feeling right now. When she looked at him, it was like she was meant to go after him, but there was another feeling. Something she couldn't identify. She spent so much time in thought she didn't notice the guy she was looking at left and was behind her.
"Are you okay?" he asked her as she was kneeling on the ground. She knew his voice by now. Her blood ran cold...

I'll write more later I guess.

[Tesalong]

Tiffany [♀]---------------------Jay [♂]

I felt strangely calm and happy as I felt the rushing wind move through my bright blue feathers, yes I said blue, what were you expecting? Something normal? "Tiffany, bet I can beat you to the valley." Foxtrot challaged and in moments we were flying through the trees just like old times before things got... Complicated. I've known Foxtrot since I had been born, he had fox like markings and orange wings to match. You can guess how he got his name.

I smirked and raced along side him, for being so diffrent we were evenly matched with speed so you can understand why I tripped him. I touched the mountian's rough, steep side, "Ha! I won!" But I didnt get much time to celebrate my victory. That's when I saw them, the government people that we had been evading for five long years, and they had there dirtly little paws on my Foxtrot.

I began to see red and flew like a rocket towards one of the men, who barely avoided getting hit in the head by one of my kicks. "Foxtrot!"I screamed and attacked the man again, this time I got a nice punch in the guys gut, making a satifying 'Oof' escape his mouth. But it was too little too late.

One of the other people, I couldnt say which one since they got me from behind, suddenly grabbed me. I struggled but there were too many people that were too strong for me to get away. The last thing I can remember is the people, mabye five or six of them? Giving high-fives and congradulationg each other, I felt like my rage could bring down a whole contry.

I woke up later, it felt like years later but according to the fact that I still had my silver necklace on it couldnt have been too long ago. A day or two at the most. I was inside of a large cage with the long gray bars that reminded you of a jail cell, althought I think jail sounded alot nicer than where I was. "Where... Where's Foxtrot?" I asked in a wisper.

The thing that happened next surpised me, a gaurd who was around my age with coffee looking markings actually answered. "Its none of your concern." Okay mabye that wasnt really a answer but at least I got a responce. I glared at the kid, the thing that most irked me about him was the fake wings strapped on his back. They made him look like a turkey which somehow made me feel even more annoyed.


"Since you're going to be here for awhile you might as well know my name. I'm Jay and you are...." He trailed off, ovbioulsy waiting for me to finish the sentence like I was three years old again. "Tiffany." I muttered in a angry huff, although my mind was elsewhere. Where was Foxtrot? Where was I? What are they going to do with me? Was Jay his real name or was it a fake one? Who is he?

[Mozzy.]

.:The Untold Story of a Dreamer:.


.:The Doctor:..:The Friend:.

.:The Dreamer:..:The Boy:.

[Selcouth]

This... Isn't much of a pairing, really. More of a missed opportunity.
... I miss the rain. :c

Cale [○] .&&. Lance [♂]
x-x-x-x
There were several things one could see on a rainy day.
You could look to the sky, if it was your favor- you could see the sun breaking cracks in the dense cloud coverage, the warm grays and golds it created in the fluffy mass, and think that there was no silver lining, really. Just a golden one.

You could look down at your feet, perhaps to keep the water off; and if you were keen enough, you might see the droplets "plip" as they hit the cobblestone. You might see small bugs scurrying off, braving what must be genesis-style floods at only centimetres high. You might see your refection in a worn rock, wet and shivering.

If you looked ahead... Well, you'd see him. And for a moment, you'd forget what was up or down or right behind you- you'd forget the rain, the ebb and flow of pedestrians passing by, and later you'd even forget seeing the boy.
He would be slender, scarily so, in a flimsy gray shirt screen-printed with ink butterflies. He'd be looking towards the sky, toward the sun, with his hands at his ears- earphones, actually, and they'd be the strangest pair you'd ever see. They would be gray-blue, lined with black, and decorated with feathers. White, pure, beautiful feathers, not a drop of rain on them. Nor on him, if you looked.

If only you looked, he'd have silver hair and yellow-pink eyes, and perhaps he'd have feathers in a few other places. And then he'd turn around, look at you, smile, wink, and vanish. And then you'd forget him completely.

But you kept your eyes to the ground, to the earth, and missed him entirely.

[average]

@Selcouth: Kind of a sad story, but it's actually one of my favorites from you, though I'm not entirely sure why. c:

[iPawki]

@Selcouth: I love it <3 Really clever idea~ c:


Emily [f] xx Sadie [f]

When I was younger, there happened to be a girl in my class who rarely talked.
In fact, I don't think I had ever heard her speak.

She was extremely shy, sweet, and kind. Although she never spoke, the teachers loved her.
I talked, she listened. I talked, she laughed.

Emily had a very pretty laugh - most would agree that when she smiled, she looked very much like an angel.
Serene, peaceful, beautiful.

I did everything possible to keep a natural smile on her face.
In reality, she never had to speak to tell us how she felt. In a twisted way, we knew.

She left in fourth grade.
We held on solemnly to her silence. Over time, we never really talked about her, just held on to short memories of her.

Brown hair, pretty eyes.
Pretty smile.


[basically a true story, just changed 'round names and stuff :3]