So, yeah, um...my friends helped me put this together. I dunno about it.
As Elizabeth stood on the cold street with the huge group of friends, she slowly began spacing. How could they be having the time of their lives tonight? Myles was out there, god knows where now, saving here ife. Subconsiocusly, she pulled the leather jacket closer to her freezing body. It was a persent for her. Something,' Myles had said, 'so that I have to come back. Keep my jacket safe, and then I'll come back for it. And you.' He would tap her nose and smile.
"Liz?" Jessica's voice interupted her thoughts. "Limo's here, time to go." God, how she hated the way her frineds looked at her now. Ever since he left, all of Elizabeth's friends stared at her with incrediuobly stupid looks. Like sympathy could came in the form of such.
She quickly looked her dress over. Her beautiful, green, sleek sliming and sparkly green dress. With skinny straps, and an open back. "He bought this dress, you know. Told me he'd wait for me in the middle of the dance floor. 'And you better be wearing my dress.'" She mimcked. "But I suppose there isn't time to dwell in the past, is there?" She accpected Jessica's hand and walked to the limo that was now flooded with her group of friends and their dates. Jessica got in the car, and everyone loked at Liz as she lifted her dress to get in the car. Someone screamed, it was inside the car. A finger pointed behind her. "Lizzy!"
Elizabeth spun around quickly. Before she could even gasp, his finger caressed her cheek. "Mm, hmm," She stuttered every word before giving up.
He pulled his face close to Elizabeth's. "I know your weakness." The stranger's voice purred in her ear. And as quickly as he came, he was gone.
"C-can we go now?' Elizabeth had turned deadly pale as she stepped into the limo.
The car trip to the Homecoming dance was quiet. Nobody could belive what just happened. And since Elizabeth wasn't talking about, how could they? When everyone had piled out of the limo, and was now inside the very loud, and crowded auditriuom. She sat down at one of the tables, in no mood to dance. How could she? The boy she had so easily fallen in love with was in the midst of saving her, and she was at the dance, without him. What a horrible person she was. Hours must've past, and she rejected so many for dances, it was getting pathetic. So poor fool walked up to Elizabeth, Handsome, she would have thought. Absolutely stunning. But then her mind clouded with thought of her dark haired Myles.
"May I have this dance?" The beautiful boy asked. He held his hand out.
It was almost hard saying no, but something stopped her. The crowd of people were moving to the sides of the room, creating a pathway. Everyone gasped in shock. What could be so hideous?
"No, she will not accepect your hand." Someone standing besides the boy pushed his hand down.
"James!" Elizabeth jumped out of her chair and tightly wrapped her arms around him. She began sobbing as he hugged her back.
"Calm down, I'm not the one the crowd's staring at." James pointed to someone standing just a few feet away from the boy who just got rejected.
Her kness began to feel weak as she moved towards the dark figure. She wobbled her way closer. Her tounge tried to utter the words, but it didn't want to belive her. As Elizabeth was only a few inches away from him, her legs gave up and collasped. But luckily, he was there.
Myles caught the trembling girl and looked her in the eyes. "Hello love." His velvet voiced cooed. "I told you I would come. I've waited in the middle all night, but you never showed." He smiled and hugged her.
"Myles," She sobbed. Oh, how she loved the way his voice felt, tasted, on her tounge. She backed out of the hug and looked him over. He was barely wearing the torn-to-bits shirt, and his pants had holes everywhere.
"Do I not look presentable? I could find that gentleman instead?"
"No!' She lunged forward to grab him, but he dodged it and pulled her face up."Myles, I feared the wor--" She was cut off by his kiss, but it was okay. There they stood, for a lifetime, kissing.The crowd was still staring, but to the two, there was no crowd. It was perfect, all excepct the stranger standing behind Lizzy, who had violated her personal space just hours earlier. The man who petted her, the man with fangs quickly growing from his teeth.
As Elizabeth stood on the cold street with the huge group of friends, she slowly began spacing. How could they be having the time of their lives tonight? Myles was out there, god knows where now, saving here ife. Subconsiocusly, she pulled the leather jacket closer to her freezing body. It was a persent for her. Something,' Myles had said, 'so that I have to come back. Keep my jacket safe, and then I'll come back for it. And you.' He would tap her nose and smile.
"Liz?" Jessica's voice interupted her thoughts. "Limo's here, time to go." God, how she hated the way her frineds looked at her now. Ever since he left, all of Elizabeth's friends stared at her with incrediuobly stupid looks. Like sympathy could came in the form of such.
She quickly looked her dress over. Her beautiful, green, sleek sliming and sparkly green dress. With skinny straps, and an open back. "He bought this dress, you know. Told me he'd wait for me in the middle of the dance floor. 'And you better be wearing my dress.'" She mimcked. "But I suppose there isn't time to dwell in the past, is there?" She accpected Jessica's hand and walked to the limo that was now flooded with her group of friends and their dates. Jessica got in the car, and everyone loked at Liz as she lifted her dress to get in the car. Someone screamed, it was inside the car. A finger pointed behind her. "Lizzy!"
Elizabeth spun around quickly. Before she could even gasp, his finger caressed her cheek. "Mm, hmm," She stuttered every word before giving up.
He pulled his face close to Elizabeth's. "I know your weakness." The stranger's voice purred in her ear. And as quickly as he came, he was gone.
"C-can we go now?' Elizabeth had turned deadly pale as she stepped into the limo.
The car trip to the Homecoming dance was quiet. Nobody could belive what just happened. And since Elizabeth wasn't talking about, how could they? When everyone had piled out of the limo, and was now inside the very loud, and crowded auditriuom. She sat down at one of the tables, in no mood to dance. How could she? The boy she had so easily fallen in love with was in the midst of saving her, and she was at the dance, without him. What a horrible person she was. Hours must've past, and she rejected so many for dances, it was getting pathetic. So poor fool walked up to Elizabeth, Handsome, she would have thought. Absolutely stunning. But then her mind clouded with thought of her dark haired Myles.
"May I have this dance?" The beautiful boy asked. He held his hand out.
It was almost hard saying no, but something stopped her. The crowd of people were moving to the sides of the room, creating a pathway. Everyone gasped in shock. What could be so hideous?
"No, she will not accepect your hand." Someone standing besides the boy pushed his hand down.
"James!" Elizabeth jumped out of her chair and tightly wrapped her arms around him. She began sobbing as he hugged her back.
"Calm down, I'm not the one the crowd's staring at." James pointed to someone standing just a few feet away from the boy who just got rejected.
Her kness began to feel weak as she moved towards the dark figure. She wobbled her way closer. Her tounge tried to utter the words, but it didn't want to belive her. As Elizabeth was only a few inches away from him, her legs gave up and collasped. But luckily, he was there.
Myles caught the trembling girl and looked her in the eyes. "Hello love." His velvet voiced cooed. "I told you I would come. I've waited in the middle all night, but you never showed." He smiled and hugged her.
"Myles," She sobbed. Oh, how she loved the way his voice felt, tasted, on her tounge. She backed out of the hug and looked him over. He was barely wearing the torn-to-bits shirt, and his pants had holes everywhere.
"Do I not look presentable? I could find that gentleman instead?"
"No!' She lunged forward to grab him, but he dodged it and pulled her face up."Myles, I feared the wor--" She was cut off by his kiss, but it was okay. There they stood, for a lifetime, kissing.The crowd was still staring, but to the two, there was no crowd. It was perfect, all excepct the stranger standing behind Lizzy, who had violated her personal space just hours earlier. The man who petted her, the man with fangs quickly growing from his teeth.
