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A/N: An Orlan for my dear friend Orla. :) Characters belong to CP Coulter.
Except for Orla.
She’s real.
As usual, Han sat in his room, surrounded by various computer screens. And, as usual, he was using his cameras to scan to Dalton grounds for anything that may need attention. Or course, the Winsdors were his main suspects, and he tended to keep a more closer eye on them than anyone else, but today, someone else caught his attention.
D’aaaaaaaaw <3
Ace came through the door, excited to tell Riley about the football game last week. The Dalton student wasn’t able to attend due to unforeseen quizzes for a whole week so he had to stay home and study. Of course, he understood that Riley needed to study that’s why he was there, lips practically begging to be used to talk about the game.
“Riley?” He called, used to being in the Paige mansion. Getting no reply, he shrugged and walked up the stairs to Riley’s room. He’s probably got his headphones again, trying to focus. With that thought, Ace rolled his eyes.
He opened the door and found the room devoid of any Riley. He sighed and pulled out his phone when suddenly, two arms wrapped around his waist, making him stiffen. “Boo.” Jake whispered into his ear. Ace could practically hear his muscles moving to form that ever-so familiar smirk. He shuddered subtly. He didn’t know whether it was from anticipation or fear. Maybe both… It was usually both. The arms around his waist tightened and Jake pressed the two of them tighter. He gulped when he realized that Jake wasn’t wearing a shirt. “I was on my bed, just thinking about you.” The younger boy teased, blowing the words right into his ear. Something hard pressed against Ace’s pants and he immediately blushed. Also, all the blood rushed to his special area. “And now, you’re here. It’s like a superpower.”
I just… And this… But… UNF JAKE UNF! (fans self)
CPCoulter.com: OH YEAH, BY THE WAY:
DEAR STARSANDUNICORNS,
I WILL FLY TO SPAIN. I WILL BE CARRYING MY NEIL GAIMAN HARDBOUND COPIES. AND THEN I WILL TRACK YOU DOWN. AND THEN I WILL GO TO YOUR HOUSE. AND I WILL SMACK YOU WITH…
I HAVE NO PROBLEMS ADMITING I’M REALLY BAD BECAUSE I’M TALL (AND THAT’S WHY I CHOSE BASKETBALL XD) AND YOU STARTED IT BY NOT ADMITING YOUR TALENT AND SAYING YOU’D PUBLISH BW WHEN NEIL DID. SO HAH! XD
DEAR STARSANDUNICORNS,
I WILL FLY TO SPAIN. I WILL BE CARRYING MY NEIL GAIMAN HARDBOUND COPIES. AND THEN I WILL TRACK YOU DOWN. AND THEN I WILL GO TO YOUR HOUSE. AND I WILL SMACK YOU WITH MY BOOKS.
…
…
…AND THAT THING I’M DOING AFTER IS NOT…
YOU WEIGHT 20 KILOS WET, YOU WOULDN’T BE ABLE TO TACKLE ME IN THREE LIVES XD
YOU ONLY CHOOSE DODGEBALL BECAUSE YOU’RE BETTER, WHY NOT BASKETBALL?
PS: THAT WAS A LOW BLOW! XDDD
DEAR STARSANDUNICORNS,
I WILL FLY TO SPAIN. I WILL BE CARRYING MY NEIL GAIMAN HARDBOUND COPIES. AND THEN I WILL TRACK YOU DOWN. AND THEN I WILL GO TO YOUR HOUSE. AND I WILL SMACK YOU WITH MY BOOKS.
…
…
…AND THAT THING I’M DOING AFTER IS NOT CALLED HUGGING, IT’S STRANGLING. JUST SO WE’RE CLEAR.
love,CP
Dear CP Coulter,
BRING IT ON. I’LL GIVE YOU MY ADDRESS MYSELF, LET’S SEE HOW YOU STRANGLE MY 5’11” SELF.
Love,
Daria <3
Five years had passed since Julian’s family became a mono-parental one. In all this time, things had changed, even if ever so slightly.
The CPC had replaced the old government for a new one, formed by politicians from all over the old globe. It was still liberal and accepting of all kids of people, but more experienced in crime-run cities. The crime and the poachers were still there but their activities had descended quite a lot. This made Despes a place where women could now walk by themselves, at least on the more populated areas, without the old worries. A new department inside the DPF had been created to encourage kidnaped and sold women to escape from their “owners”. It was a big change that got them the necessary protection so they could live a free life again. It wasn’t perfect, it wasn’t safe the whole time, it wasn’t the same as before… But they were getting there, little by little, trying to make Despes the city it was supposed to be from the beginning.
The Georgia peach tree had finally borne fruit. The tree wasn’t full yet, that date was still in the future, but now five gorgeous, ripe peaches hung from its branches. The Mayor had declared that day a city-wide holiday and everybody was invited to the ceremony and speech he was going to give to honour the success of the miracle tree.
Julian and Sandy walked holding hands down the street in direction to the city square, where the ceremony was going to take place. The years had passed through them both, they looked older, but also happy. They had genuine smiles in their faces, the ones that reach your eyes and make you crinkle them with delight. They stopped, waiting for the light to change so they could cross the busy intersection when, suddenly, a woman’s voice, shaken with contained emotion, sounded right behind them.
“Sandra? Baby? Is that you?”.
Here’s a piece of Easter news for you:
After a long, difficult struggle, we’re pleased to announce that our very own Corey Pearson is among the final handful of candidates to play Orpheo Ravine in the upcoming flick “Blackwater” based on the book series of the same title. :D
We’re counting on you to wish him well and hope he gets the part!
I’m not gonna wish him luck because he’s just so perfect for the role, I’m sure it’s already his =)
I’m not happy with this one.. But I promised, so, here you go Daria! ;)
sorry for being so lazy with details and stuff.. xD
Not happy? Lazy? Are you insane? *pawing at the screen* I looooooooooooove it <3
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