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My ceiling appeared before me as I opened my eyes. I stretched and sat up slowly. I looked around and my room as the stream of sunlight lit it up. My eyes adjusted the the new light and looked at the clock. It said 12:07pm. I sighed and led back down. 'Thank god it's a saturday,' I thought, 'Or my mum would be killing me right now.' I giggled at the thought and put my hands behind my head. I stared at the shady wall above me as pictures streamed through my mind. Duggie and James growling an hissing. If it came down to a fight, who would win? I closed my eyes tightly wincing at the thought of one of them laying there, in pain. A stab shot through my heart. I sat up forcing myself not think about it. Before I knew it I was dressed and downstairs at the breakfast table nibbleing on some toast. I lent back in my chair watching the window, wondering what I was going to do today. A shadow moved past it. I shrugged, 'Probably a bird,' I thought then suddenly a hudge bang sounded from the door. It rang through the house and I was snapped out of my trance, scared half to death. I sighed and walked over to the door. Behind the white frame stood a boy that I was just thinking about. His eyes watched me and mine watched him back and then the silence was broken.
"I didn't think you would be up this early little miss CC," he smiled, I smiled back,
"Hey, I'm not that lazy Mr!" We both burst out laughing.
"What can I do for you then?" I asked curiously.
"Well, I figured you would be bored to day,"
"Yeah, cause I'm not able to think of anything to do!" I cynically as he shook his head smiling.
"So you found somthing to do then?"
"Well, not exactly.." I said looking down,
"Exactly what I thought," he chuckled.I stuck my tongue out at him. "Fancy a trip out then?" he inquired. I looked up at him curiously,
"What did you have in mind?"
"Fancy a trip to the cinema?" He smiled, cautiously.
"Aslong as it's not 'Stop! Or my mum will shoot!' AGAIN!" I whined, grabbing my coat and bag before shutting the door behind me.
"What? it's a GOOD movie!" He screamed as we started walking down the street. I rolled my eyes,
"James it's one of the WORST films EVER!" I moaned at him, sliding on my coat
"Fine, fine, but no mushy stuff! Bleeh, makes me throw up," he showed me a gagging gesture and I couldn't help but laugh at him.
"Nudity's okay though, I dom't mind that," he joked and I widened my eyes and puched him softly on the arm.
"HEY I was kidding!" He laughed,
"Jerk," I mutterd and stormed on faster, smiling to myself. James stopped in the middle of the pathway,
"Awww, Chrissy, don't get mad," he begged. I turned round and poked my tongue out at him. He just snickered at me and new that I was just joking around. He ran to catch up with me and we continued our convorsation.

We wondered around the busy city talking madly about the most random of things, I think at one point we were talking about platypus', if people had herd our convorsation, the would of definately thought we were barking mad. However, it wasn't long before it ended and we reached the cinema. We walked over and looked at the list of films on.
"No mushy stuff," he repeated,
"No nudity," I copied him,
"What abou-," I cut him off,
"I told you already, we are not seeing that film again!" He rolled his eyes at me.
"Spoil sport," he muttered.
"How abo-," he cut me off this time,
"Too much drama," he whined, I sighed.
"Then wha-," I cut him off again.
"You have a bad taste in films,"
"I could say that same for you," I looked up at him, he looked back down at me. His amber eyes glowed.
"How about we give up on the movies?" He questioned,
"I think thats a good idea, or we'll be stuck here forever trying to decide," I smiled "Where do you want to go then, Mr Jam?"
"Well Miss CC, how about the park?" He wondered lookin up at the sky, eyeing it carefully. I followed his gaze and stared at the pure puffy white clouds hiding the sky.
"The weather should be okay," I agreed as I pulled my head to it's normal position and began the walk to the park. James followed me walking closer to me than before.

The park drew closer with every step I took as I trotted along the pavement, James beside me. We soon reached the gates and beyond them was hudge green field. It had tall green tree's all around the edge and some dotted around randomly within that circle. There were many different types, like oak and acorn and many that I didn't reconise. Not that I actually wanted to reconise them... Anyway, The path we were walking along went through the park dotting around in different directions. Along the path were a few benches and bins, though some litter still lay scattered across the grass. There wern't many people here, but mabe that was just the weather having an effect on their decision. Not ours though.
"You want to walk around, or sit down?" Sounded a voice to my left. I looked up at him with a thoughtful face.
"My legs ache," I groaned,
"Mine too," he moaned, "I guess it's sitting then," he smiled at me, taking my hand and pulling me over to the nearest bench, which just happened to be empty. I sat down on the ice cold wood and imediately sat back up again. James stared at me curiously.
"Whats the matter?" He asked worryingly.
"It's cold..." I spoke quietly in a baby-ish voice. James only smiled at me, probably experienceing this moment for the 100th time.
"Fine little miss whiner, sit on my lap,"
"Blah, I'm to heavy,"
"Oh don't be rediculous," He rolled his eyes, pulling me on his lap. I landed softly, my coat against his jeans and my back against his chest. His arms snaked around my stomach holding me against him. The smell crept up my nose again and I rested my hands against his. His skin felt smooth underneath my fingertips. Just as soft as silk. Anyone who walked past would of mistaken us for a couple. I turned round to face him. Amethists smashed against amber. I took in every detail of his face, his vibrant pale skin that looked colder than ice, his soft, rosy chubby cheeks higher with is adorable smile. My eyes came across his lips and they were a lustful red, drawing me towards him. Inching closer and closer towards him, wantinf him. He didn't refuse, I guess he wanted it too. Wait, what about our friendship? Would it ruin it? I pulled away and got off of his lap. I couldn't bare to look at him, Had I ruined it already?
"Chrissy?" A shaking voice behind me called. I turned round just as a hand touched my arm, softly. It was the skin that I had been so close to, just moments before, seconds before...
"I'm fine, I'm fine," I pulled a fake smile. "Just to cold to sit down," I lied. He smiled back, I guess it looked normal, but it had no life, it must of been a fake too.
"Don't worry me like that," he laughed slightly. His hand slid down my arm and clasped mine as he stood up and started to walk.
"W-what? Where are we going?" I followed uncontrolably,
"Well, if sitting is too cold, we'll walk," he smiled at me, this time it was definately real. I couln't help but let my real smile shine through as we walked on. Chatting and laughing.

The time flew as we wondered around the park in circles absent-mindedly. It had slowly gotten darker, so I was naturaly curious what the time was. When I checked my watch, panic sturck through me.
"Shoot, I gotta get home," I looked up at James who was pulling a frown. He tightened his grip around my hand.
"It's okay, I'll feed you." He nodded, "Stay, please?" I giggled as he pulled his usual puppy dog begging eyes at me.
"I really have to go, my parents will be wondering where I am," I pulled a sad face at him.
"Fine, but I'm only letting go if you come to my party," he said, proudly looking at our hands.
"A party? Oh.. You know i'm not really a party sort of girl..." I shrugged, anxiously.
"I'll pick you up at 8 then," he smiled walking off waving. I rolled my eyes.
"Great, and I was hoping to stay in tonight," I sighed and started my journey home. "Damn you James."

It was about half past 7 and my freshly soaked hair hung on my shoulders. I looked at the reflection in the mirror. Fear was rising from my finger tips, I wasn't going to be ready on time! My hands started to shake, 'No I can't,' I thought, 'It's breaking rule number one! No magic out of class except in an emergency,' I shrugged 'Maybe.. Just maybe.. If i was careful enough.. This could work,' I closed my eyes concentrated and felt a shock wizz through my body. When I opened my eyes, the last whisps of magic vanished and I was left with my reflection. It showed a short jet black dress hanging over my body. The bodice gripped me tightly as a strap wound around my neck and joined to it. The skirt dropped and fell just before my knees. My hair was up, wrapped round in a tight bun with a few curls here and there, with my purple frindge layed across my right eye. Tucked underneath the invisible hairband was a pure white flower. I watched it glisten in the moonlight from the window. 'Not too bad,' I smiled 'Now, only not to get caught.. Stupid teachers,' I cussed as I ran into my room. I grabbed the snow coloured scarf and wrapped it around my shoulders. It hung loosely as it twirled around my arms. I stepped towards the wardrobe as my mirrored self appeared before me.
I tampered with my make-up and checked the flower in my hair. Just as I put on my shoes, the doorbell streamed through the house. I froze at the sound of the door opening.
"Chrissy, it's for you!" Called my mother up the stairs. I checked myself one last time before my feet took me calmly out of the room and down the stairs. James was in the doorway. He looked up at me as I took each step slowly and carfully, knowing how accident-prone I was.
I took my eyes away from my feet to take a closer look at James. His blue hair hung over his golden eyes that were full of lust. A navy blue shirt hung over his body covering his belt and part of his black trousers. My mum stood beside him, watching me with glee flowing through her and leaking out of the hudgest smile I had ever seen. However, looking that way.. Was a big mistake. My foot landed akwardly on the last step and I lost my balence. I fell, for what seemed like decades towards the floor. Although, the floor never came. I opened my tightly squeezed eyes to see a pair of glowing saffron eyes beaming into mine, still full of lust, perhaps more than before. James had his arms around me, holding me tightly, close.
"Thanks," my voice became a whisper.
"Your welcome," he smiled. "You look amazing," he breathed, milimeters from my ear.
"Hurry up, or you'll be late!" My mother screached, another witness to my accident. James pulled me up to full height and then dragged me out of the door.

My heels screached through the silent street of the dark night as I walked quietly next to James. His eyes were on me, burning into me like the flames he held inside. I want to look up, to meet those soft eyes that only held love for me. I wouldn't dare, no, I couldn't mess this up!
"Whats up CC?" The cozy voice remarked, snapping me out of my daydream. I looked up at him and only met what I had expected.
"Huh? Oh, nothing, nothing," I smiled at him, as fake as plastic. I looked back down at the floor, the smile vanishing from my face. James stopped dead in his tracks, as if I had slapped him. I was a few steps head of him when I realised. He only glared at me when I looked up at him, turning my body to face him.
"What? Whats the matter James?" I shreiked at him, terror running through my vains. He caught up with me and placed a hand on my cheek.
"Don't you think I've known you long enough to tell when your lieing?" He smiled and my feeble attempt. Just as I opened my mouth to speak he door opened and a voice called through it,
"James, you idiot are you comming in or not!?" I Sighed, glad that we were interrupted. A look of frustration flashed across James's face and he removed his hand from my cheek,
"Yeah, yeah, we're comming," he screamed back sliding his hand into mine smiling.
"Time for the fun to start." The unknown person dissapeared at the sound of the door shutting and James began leading me towards the house. 'Time for my funeral,' I thought, rolling my eyes. The door slammed behind me as I stood in the doorway. The door slammed behind me as I stood in the doorway. I scanned the room as James stole my scarf and hung it on the hooks beside him. Thank god no-one was in jeans and a t-shirt.
"Would you like a drink?" He smiled. I nodded, it was to unbareable to talk. He nodded back and dissapeared into the kitchen. I decided it was stupid staying in the doorway, so I gravitated more towards the center of the room. However, it wasn't long before I was approached. A shadow hung over mine as I turned round to see a tall pale skinned man watching me. His eyes, digging into mine.

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My ceiling appeared before me as I opened my eyes. I stretched and sat up slowly. I looked around and my room as the stream of sunlight lit it up. My eyes adjusted the the new light and looked at the clock. It said 12:07pm. I sighed and led back down. 'Thank god it's a saturday,' I thought, 'Or my mum would be killing me right now.' I giggled at the thought and put my hands behind my head. I stared at the shady wall above me as pictures streamed through my mind. Duggie and James growling an hissing. If it came down to a fight, who would win? I closed my eyes tightly wincing at the thought of one of them laying there, in pain. A stab shot through my heart. I sat up forcing myself not think about it. Before I knew it I was dressed and downstairs at the breakfast table nibbleing on some toast. I lent back in my chair watching the window, wondering what I was going to do today. A shadow moved past it. I shrugged, 'Probably a bird,' I thought then suddenly a hudge bang sounded from the door. It rang through the house and I was snapped out of my trance, scared half to death. I sighed and walked over to the door. Behind the white frame stood a boy that I was just thinking about. His eyes watched me and mine watched him back and then the silence was broken.
"I didn't think you would be up this early little miss CC," he smiled, I smiled back,
"Hey, I'm not that lazy Mr!" We both burst out laughing.
"What can I do for you then?" I asked curiously.
"Well, I figured you would be bored to day,"
"Yeah, cause I'm not able to think of anything to do!" I cynically as he shook his head smiling.
"So you found somthing to do then?"
"Well, not exactly.." I said looking down,
"Exactly what I thought," he chuckled.I stuck my tongue out at him. "Fancy a trip out then?" he inquired. I looked up at him curiously,
"What did you have in mind?"
"Fancy a trip to the cinema?" He smiled, cautiously.
"Aslong as it's not 'Stop! Or my mum will shoot!' AGAIN!" I whined, grabbing my coat and bag before shutting the door behind me.
"What? it's a GOOD movie!" He screamed as we started walking down the street. I rolled my eyes,
"James it's one of the WORST films EVER!" I moaned at him, sliding on my coat
"Fine, fine, but no mushy stuff! Bleeh, makes me throw up," he showed me a gagging gesture and I couldn't help but laugh at him.
"Nudity's okay though, I dom't mind that," he joked and I widened my eyes and puched him softly on the arm.
"HEY I was kidding!" He laughed,
"Jerk," I mutterd and stormed on faster, smiling to myself. James stopped in the middle of the pathway,
"Awww, Chrissy, don't get mad," he begged. I turned round and poked my tongue out at him. He just snickered at me and new that I was just joking around. He ran to catch up with me and we continued our convorsation.

We wondered around the busy city talking madly about the most random of things, I think at one point we were talking about platypus', if people had herd our convorsation, the would of definately thought we were barking mad. However, it wasn't long before it ended and we reached the cinema. We walked over and looked at the list of films on.
"No mushy stuff," he repeated,
"No nudity," I copied him,
"What abou-," I cut him off,
"I told you already, we are not seeing that film again!" He rolled his eyes at me.
"Spoil sport," he muttered.
"How abo-," he cut me off this time,
"Too much drama," he whined, I sighed.
"Then wha-," I cut him off again.
"You have a bad taste in films,"
"I could say that same for you," I looked up at him, he looked back down at me. His amber eyes glowed.
"How about we give up on the movies?" He questioned,
"I think thats a good idea, or we'll be stuck here forever trying to decide," I smiled "Where do you want to go then, Mr Jam?"
"Well Miss CC, how about the park?" He wondered lookin up at the sky, eyeing it carefully. I followed his gaze and stared at the pure puffy white clouds hiding the sky.
"The weather should be okay," I agreed as I pulled my head to it's normal position and began the walk to the park. James followed me walking closer to me than before.

The park drew closer with every step I took as I trotted along the pavement, James beside me. We soon reached the gates and beyond them was hudge green field. It had tall green tree's all around the edge and some dotted around randomly within that circle. There were many different types, like oak and acorn and many that I didn't reconise. Not that I actually wanted to reconise them... Anyway, The path we were walking along went through the park dotting around in different directions. Along the path were a few benches and bins, though some litter still lay scattered across the grass. There wern't many people here, but mabe that was just the weather having an effect on their decision. Not ours though.
"You want to walk around, or sit down?" Sounded a voice to my left. I looked up at him with a thoughtful face.
"My legs ache," I groaned,
"Mine too," he moaned, "I guess it's sitting then," he smiled at me, taking my hand and pulling me over to the nearest bench, which just happened to be empty. I sat down on the ice cold wood and imediately sat back up again. James stared at me curiously.
"Whats the matter?" He asked worryingly.
"It's cold..." I spoke quietly in a baby-ish voice. James only smiled at me, probably experienceing this moment for the 100th time.
"Fine little miss whiner, sit on my lap,"
"Blah, I'm to heavy,"
"Oh don't be rediculous," He rolled his eyes, pulling me on his lap. I landed softly, my coat against his jeans and my back against his chest. His arms snaked around my stomach holding me against him. The smell crept up my nose again and I rested my hands against his. His skin felt smooth underneath my fingertips. Just as soft as silk. Anyone who walked past would of mistaken us for a couple. I turned round to face him. Amethists smashed against amber. I took in every detail of his face, his vibrant pale skin that looked colder than ice, his soft, rosy chubby cheeks higher with is adorable smile. My eyes came across his lips and they were a lustful red, drawing me towards him. Inching closer and closer towards him, wantinf him. He didn't refuse, I guess he wanted it too. Wait, what about our friendship? Would it ruin it? I pulled away and got off of his lap. I couldn't bare to look at him, Had I ruined it already?
"Chrissy?" A shaking voice behind me called. I turned round just as a hand touched my arm, softly. It was the skin that I had been so close to, just moments before, seconds before...
"I'm fine, I'm fine," I pulled a fake smile. "Just to cold to sit down," I lied. He smiled back, I guess it looked normal, but it had no life, it must of been a fake too.
"Don't worry me like that," he laughed slightly. His hand slid down my arm and clasped mine as he stood up and started to walk.
"W-what? Where are we going?" I followed uncontrolably,
"Well, if sitting is too cold, we'll walk," he smiled at me, this time it was definately real. I couln't help but let my real smile shine through as we walked on. Chatting and laughing.

The time flew as we wondered around the park in circles absent-mindedly. It had slowly gotten darker, so I was naturaly curious what the time was. When I checked my watch, panic sturck through me.
"Shoot, I gotta get home," I looked up at James who was pulling a frown. He tightened his grip around my hand.
"It's okay, I'll feed you." He nodded, "Stay, please?" I giggled as he pulled his usual puppy dog begging eyes at me.
"I really have to go, my parents will be wondering where I am," I pulled a sad face at him.
"Fine, but I'm only letting go if you come to my party," he said, proudly looking at our hands.
"A party? Oh.. You know i'm not really a party sort of girl..." I shrugged, anxiously.
"I'll pick you up at 8 then," he smiled walking off waving. I rolled my eyes.
"Great, and I was hoping to stay in tonight," I sighed and started my journey home. "Damn you James."

It was about half past 7 and my freshly soaked hair hung on my shoulders. I looked at the reflection in the mirror. Fear was rising from my finger tips, I wasn't going to be ready on time! My hands started to shake, 'No I can't,' I thought, 'It's breaking rule number one! No magic out of class except in an emergency,' I shrugged 'Maybe.. Just maybe.. If i was careful enough.. This could work,' I closed my eyes concentrated and felt a shock wizz through my body. When I opened my eyes, the last whisps of magic vanished and I was left with my reflection. It showed a short jet black dress hanging over my body. The bodice gripped me tightly as a strap wound around my neck and joined to it. The skirt dropped and fell just before my knees. My hair was up, wrapped round in a tight bun with a few curls here and there, with my purple frindge layed across my right eye. Tucked underneath the invisible hairband was a pure white flower. I watched it glisten in the moonlight from the window. 'Not too bad,' I smiled 'Now, only not to get caught.. Stupid teachers,' I cussed as I ran into my room. I grabbed the snow coloured scarf and wrapped it around my shoulders. It hung loosely as it twirled around my arms. I stepped towards the wardrobe as my mirrored self appeared before me.
I tampered with my make-up and checked the flower in my hair. Just as I put on my shoes, the doorbell streamed through the house. I froze at the sound of the door opening.
"Chrissy, it's for you!" Called my mother up the stairs. I checked myself one last time before my feet took me calmly out of the room and down the stairs. James was in the doorway. He looked up at me as I took each step slowly and carfully, knowing how accident-prone I was.
I took my eyes away from my feet to take a closer look at James. His blue hair hung over his golden eyes that were full of lust. A navy blue shirt hung over his body covering his belt and part of his black trousers. My mum stood beside him, watching me with glee flowing through her and leaking out of the hudgest smile I had ever seen. However, looking that way.. Was a big mistake. My foot landed akwardly on the last step and I lost my balence. I fell, for what seemed like decades towards the floor. Although, the floor never came. I opened my tightly squeezed eyes to see a pair of glowing saffron eyes beaming into mine, still full of lust, perhaps more than before. James had his arms around me, holding me tightly, close.
"Thanks," my voice became a whisper.
"Your welcome," he smiled. "You look amazing," he breathed, milimeters from my ear.
"Hurry up, or you'll be late!" My mother screached, another witness to my accident. James pulled me up to full height and then dragged me out of the door.

My heels screached through the silent street of the dark night as I walked quietly next to James. His eyes were on me, burning into me like the flames he held inside. I want to look up, to meet those soft eyes that only held love for me. I wouldn't dare, no, I couldn't mess this up!
"Whats up CC?" The cozy voice remarked, snapping me out of my daydream. I looked up at him and only met what I had expected.
"Huh? Oh, nothing, nothing," I smiled at him, as fake as plastic. I looked back down at the floor, the smile vanishing from my face. James stopped dead in his tracks, as if I had slapped him. I was a few steps head of him when I realised. He only glared at me when I looked up at him, turning my body to face him.
"What? Whats the matter James?" I shreiked at him, terror running through my vains. He caught up with me and placed a hand on my cheek.
"Don't you think I've known you long enough to tell when your lieing?" He smiled and my feeble attempt. Just as I opened my mouth to speak he door opened and a voice called through it,
"James, you idiot are you comming in or not!?" I Sighed, glad that we were interrupted. A look of frustration flashed across James's face and he removed his hand from my cheek,
"Yeah, yeah, we're comming," he screamed back sliding his hand into mine smiling.
"Time for the fun to start." The unknown person dissapeared at the sound of the door shutting and James began leading me towards the house. 'Time for my funeral,' I thought, rolling my eyes. The door slammed behind me as I stood in the doorway. The door slammed behind me as I stood in the doorway. I scanned the room as James stole my scarf and hung it on the hooks beside him. Thank god no-one was in jeans and a t-shirt.
"Would you like a drink?" He smiled. I nodded, it was to unbareable to talk. He nodded back and dissapeared into the kitchen. I decided it was stupid staying in the doorway, so I gravitated more towards the center of the room. However, it wasn't long before I was approached. A shadow hung over mine as I turned round to see a tall pale skinned man watching me. His eyes, digging into mine.