Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[ringo,]

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Erika x Zarek

Your insecure,
Don't know what for.
Your turnin' heads when you walk through the door.

Don't need makeup,
To cover-up.
being the way that you are is enough.


I know, these stories are supposed to be about how all the kids' tease me about my mental problems, but, no. That's too clique for me..too clique for life, actually. The way the world has come to is being way TOO sympathetic over someone's problems. Seriously, all the kids' flock you, because they are trying to be 'different' or, at least knowing something 'different'...That's what the world come to, I guess..
But, anyways, here's how my story started.
The few seconds of blissful silence was awesome. The few seconds after I woke up, and before my dad came into my life once more. of course, it had to stop..I mean..anything good had to stop sometime soon in my life, right? Yea..anyways, it was my second day in my new school, and I already hated it. All the girls' flocked me, and acted as if they were my best friends, and talked to me like I was def, instead of being depressed..Oh, that reminds me...My 'problem' is..well, my mom and sister had died a couple weeks ago, and my dad got depressed, and started..doing stuff, and getting drunk and all that, so I guess something just popped inside of me, and I sprung...I went on strike, doing a bunch of stuff I wish I never did..but, I can't reverse time..anyways, I was sent to some special-ed place for people with anger issues, for like 5 months, and left my school....And joined this living hell...
So, where was I? Oh, yea..but they freakin' treated me so annoyingly! The guys acted like they were dating me, too...ugh...
But, i decided to get up, so my dad wouldn't get all pissed at me again..I brushed my teeth, and that crap, then got my book bag and started to walk to school. I heard someone behind me, and stopped. It had gotten windy, so my hood was pulled over my head. I turned to see who it was, and I saw a kid I hadn't seen the day before. I raised an eyebrow, then finally said, after a long while
"If your hear to sympathize me, I don't want it.." I half growled, but he laughed.
"Hehe, naw, I'm just walkin' to school..you the new kid? Erika?" He had a nice voice--I thought there was some boston accent stuck in there, which I thought was cute....I shook my head, and I glanced at him with suspicion, but then answered him,
"Yea, I'm the new kid... what's it to you?"
"Nothin' to me, you started talkin'" he grinned slyly. I liked this kid, and hated him at the same time....that's a good thing in my book. I looked at him, he was good look. Average in height, not too thin, not too fat--he had muscle, and was tan. He had rather fluffy dark brown hair, and hazel eyes--wow...what is this turning into? A love story?
YES.

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Should I both to continue?

[TigressJaguiar]

She was lovely. She was beautiful. She was stunning.
Then she hit me on the head with a baseball bat.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

My name is John H. Watson.
I am a military doctor, wounded in action and sent home from Afghanistan.
I live in London, England, at 221 B Baker Street.
I've recorded the adventures of my dear friend Mr. Holmes so faithfully, but nobody has ever heard my story.

Let me just say, there was an awful lot of running.

Sherlock is dead, now; he had a great many bad habits and it was only a matter of time before they killed him.
If it's any consolation to those who knew him, he lived to be seventy-four and fought the fever until the day he died.
He seemed to get more restless in those last months; it was almost as though he knew what was coming.
Maybe he did. Even after so many years of his company, his mind was as foreign to me as ever.

I have outlived him now by eighteen years, but that time is swiftly drawing to a close.
I have not yet told my wife, but I am a doctor and cannot lie to myself.
This being the case, I've decided to pen one more story.
Mine.

[æchromatic]

Kaleidoscopes dance across my vision
I see the stars collision
As their tangerines and colors fill my head.

My mind was skipping beats
As I saw your eyes so sweet
And something in there pushed into my mind.

You spread your wings in starlight
A paperback for me to write
Carve my notes upon the score.

One day you flew away
On a breeze of silver gray
I had failed to make you notice.

Quiet isn't so bad
Until I think and feel sad
Memories we could have made.

Chase vermilion dreams
Cellophane masks how things seem
But why did you have to go?

I'll stare at the ceiling
Shadows are my friends - unfeeling
Whispering empty thoughts to me.

{Wheee~ This is undoubtedly horrid, but hush, hush. I just felt like writing something, and this literally took three minutes}

[black swan;;;;;]

The following story is REAL.

x

The turtle and the girl.

The girl's POV:

I woke up at seven o'clock in the morning.As I got off the bed,I looked at my turtles.They both slept.I didn't want to wake them up so I opened my PC.
For hours I've played at the PC.When they did wake up I fed them.But my little turtle,whose name was Edward,didn't move.
I touched him softly with a spoon.Nothing. I touched his turtle tail softly with the spoon.Nothing,again.
I used some tisues to get him in the bathroom,where I washed him. Nothing happened.
And then I began to cry.I placed him in the tank where he and Thomas used to play,then I called my mom.
"MOM!Mom!Mom!Edu di-di-died!" that is what I told her.She knew I was crying.
"Calm down,little.I'll take a break from my work and I'll see what happened."
She came home with a neighbour of us in fourty minutes.I was still crying.
She looked at the turtle.That it was.I began to cry even more.
"Don't cry,kitty.If he died,it is because God wanted so.You can't blame God,he knows the best."
Then I was hugged by both my mom and the female neighbour.

I'll never forget you,Edward.

I will seriously never forget him.

[Zeee]

. . . if we could only have this life
for one more day
if we could only turn back time
you know ill be
your life, your voice

your reason to be
my love, my heart
is breathing for this
moment in time
ill find the words to say

before you leave me today . . .

[Kangarose]

"J.K Rowling wrote a better love story in one chapter than Stephenie Meyer did in four books." ♥

"... thought we were supposed to be friends?" Snape was saying. "Best friends?"

"Let me? Let me?
Lily's bright green eyes were slits. Snape backtracked at once.
"I didn't mean - I just don't want to see you made a fool of - he fancies you, James Potter fancies you!" The words seemed wrenched from him against his will. "And he's not... Everyone thinks... Big Quidditch hero -" Snape's bitterness and dislike were rendering him incoherent, and Lily's eyebrows were travelling further and further up her forehead.
"I know James Potter's an arrogant toerag," she said, cutting across Snape. "I don't need you to tell me that. But Mulciber and Avery's idea of humour is just evil. Evil, Sev. I don't understand how you can be friends with them."
Harry doubted the Snape had even heard her strictures on Mulciber and Avery. The moment she had insulted James Potter, his whole body had relaxed, and as they walked away there was a new spring in Snape's step...

"I'm sorry."
"I'm not interested."
"I'm sorry!"
"Save your breath."
It was night-time. Lily, who was wearing a dressing gown, stood with her arms folded in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady, at the entrance to Gryffindor Tower.
"I only came out because Mary told me you were threatening to sleep here."
"I was. I would have done. I never meant to call you Mudblood, it just -"
"Slipped out?" There was no pity in Lily's voice. "It's too late. I've made excuses for you for years. None of my friends can understand why I even talk to you. You and your precious little Death Eater friends - you see, you don't even deny it! You don't even deny that's what you're all aiming to be! You can't wait to join You-Know-Who, can you?"
he opened his mouth, but closed it without speaking.
"I can't pretend any more. You've chosen your way, I've chosen mine."
"No - listen, I didn't mean -"
"-to call me Mudblood? But you call everyone of my birth Mudblood, Severus. Why should I be any different?"
He struggled on the verge of speech, but with a contemptuous look she turned and climbed back through the portrait hole...

"For him?" shouted Snape. "Expecto patronum!"
From the tip of his wand burst the silver doe: she landed on the office floor, bounded once across the office and soared out of the window. Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears.
"After all this time?"
"Always," said Snape.

{All characters and quotes belong to J.K Rowling. No copyright infringement intended. ^^}

[black swan;;;;;]

The following story is REAL.

x

The turtle and the girl.

The girl's POV:

I woke up at seven o'clock in the morning.As I got off the bed,I looked at my turtles.They both slept.I didn't want to wake them up so I opened my PC.
For hours I've played at the PC.When they did wake up I fed them.But my little turtle,whose name was Edward,didn't move.
I touched him softly with a spoon.Nothing. I touched his turtle tail softly with the spoon.Nothing,again.
I used some tisues to get him in the bathroom,where I washed him. Nothing happened.
And then I began to cry.I placed him in the tank where he and Thomas used to play,then I called my mom.
"MOM!Mom!Mom!Edu di-di-died!" that is what I told her.She knew I was crying.
"Calm down,little.I'll take a break from my work and I'll see what happened."
She came home with a neighbour of us in fourty minutes.I was still crying.
She looked at the turtle.That it was.I began to cry even more.
"Don't cry,kitty.If he died,it is because God wanted so.You can't blame God,he knows the best."
Then I was hugged by both my mom and the female neighbour.

I'll never forget you,Edward.

I will seriously never forget him.

Worry not,little one,
I will be ok.
Just promise me you will smile
Everyday.

God knows best
What will happen next
But I know the rest-
You're the one
I'll never forget.

Ontopic:
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No story for them ;__; .

[Corn Snake <3]

I adore these two together ^-^
No story.. sorry... will try and think of one later xD

[Creature Feature <3]

"J.K Rowling wrote a better love story in one chapter than Stephenie Meyer did in four books." ♥

"... thought we were supposed to be friends?" Snape was saying. "Best friends?"

"Let me? Let me?
Lily's bright green eyes were slits. Snape backtracked at once.
"I didn't mean - I just don't want to see you made a fool of - he fancies you, James Potter fancies you!" The words seemed wrenched from him against his will. "And he's not... Everyone thinks... Big Quidditch hero -" Snape's bitterness and dislike were rendering him incoherent, and Lily's eyebrows were travelling further and further up her forehead.
"I know James Potter's an arrogant toerag," she said, cutting across Snape. "I don't need you to tell me that. But Mulciber and Avery's idea of humour is just evil. Evil, Sev. I don't understand how you can be friends with them."
Harry doubted the Snape had even heard her strictures on Mulciber and Avery. The moment she had insulted James Potter, his whole body had relaxed, and as they walked away there was a new spring in Snape's step...

"I'm sorry."
"I'm not interested."
"I'm sorry!"
"Save your breath."
It was night-time. Lily, who was wearing a dressing gown, stood with her arms folded in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady, at the entrance to Gryffindor Tower.
"I only came out because Mary told me you were threatening to sleep here."
"I was. I would have done. I never meant to call you Mudblood, it just -"
"Slipped out?" There was no pity in Lily's voice. "It's too late. I've made excuses for you for years. None of my friends can understand why I even talk to you. You and your precious little Death Eater friends - you see, you don't even deny it! You don't even deny that's what you're all aiming to be! You can't wait to join You-Know-Who, can you?"
he opened his mouth, but closed it without speaking.
"I can't pretend any more. You've chosen your way, I've chosen mine."
"No - listen, I didn't mean -"
"-to call me Mudblood? But you call everyone of my birth Mudblood, Severus. Why should I be any different?"
He struggled on the verge of speech, but with a contemptuous look she turned and climbed back through the portrait hole...

"For him?" shouted Snape. "Expecto patronum!"
From the tip of his wand burst the silver doe: she landed on the office floor, bounded once across the office and soared out of the window. Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears.
"After all this time?"
"Always," said Snape.

{All characters and quotes belong to J.K Rowling. No copyright infringement intended. ^^}

love this!