Story Time...
I'm posting my story.. It was started as a Nanowrimo but I had some mental issues pop up and just went back to it, so it's pretty random and isn't plotted out much. But here it is. It's a work in progress so here's like parts 1-4 for now.
CHAPTER ONE!
An Experiment In Randomosity by A Girl Named Elizabeth A.
Abigail's Point Of View
I stared at my so called best friend and boyfriend as they looked back. Xander, my boyfriend was holding the power cord to my computer and Crystal, the best friend had my notebook in her hand.
"What?!" I snapped as they looked at me.
"We're having fun this summer. You can't lock yourself in here again Abbi." Xander told me with his trademark grin. Stupid vampire. Yes I said vampire. Where we live and anymore I guess it's not so strange to have gifts but in history class we're told it hasn't always been that way and that there's part of the world where it's still weird to be "special". However I got off my train of thought! Stupid vampire, he's always making me do things I don't want to do. I had a perfect summer of lounging around my room doing mostly nothing planned, then him and Crystal had to interrupt with the idea to have fun! It is not fair, not fair at all.
Crystal was looking at me with that all knowing expression that she uses sometimes too. I hate that expression. It's completely evil and leads to things that are not enjoyable to me at all.
"I've seen us having fun, you can't stop it." Crystal said. Stupid fucking psychic! does she have to be all knowing and shit? She can see stuff that makes me miserable yet she can't get the answers for our homework when we need it. It's a completely jacked up power.
"But, but, but.." I trailed off, knowing I couldn't fight them. "Fine, let's at least go find something to eat first." I stood, grabbed each of their hands and dragged them out of my room.
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I sat popping piece after piece of chex mix into my mouth as I watched my friends discuss what we were going to do to make our summer interesting.
"What about the beach?" Was Crystal's suggestion.
"do I look like a person who likes the beach scene Cryss?" Xander asked with a scowl.
"No, you look like a douche with that damn blue hair." Crystal responded, sticking her tongue out at Xander.
I rolled my eyes and focused on a two pieces of chex mix, concentrating and making them each hit my friends.
"Would the both of you not start squabbling?" I gave an exaggerated sigh. The two tend to start petty arguments that eventually get me involved and I hate trying to choose between Xander also known as 'The love of my life' and Crystal also known as 'My kickass best friend who I've known since we wore diapers'. It's not fun.
"We squabble babes, you know this." Crystal said, grinning at me.
"It's annoying." They could at least keep it to a minimum if they were going to drag me out of my self imposed lazy summer. I mean, it's totally a common curtsey thing. If they're going to torture me with something they shouldn't torture me with another thing.
"Fine babe, we'll stop." Oh I love Xander, especially when he gives in like that and especially when he's kissing me which is what he was leaning in to do right then. I kissed him back happily, nipping at his lower lip and getting Crystal to go "EWWWW" like she always does.
"You two are the sappiest people on the face of this planet" She said with a scowl as she stole my chex mix.
"Hey, no stealing my food!" I snapped and the bag of yummy goodness flew back into my hand. I like my powers, I really do, they're so much more kick ass then Crystal's or Xander's though Xander does that have that whole 'I'm super strong and I'm going to live forever' thing going on. He'll absolutely hate it when I'm all 'I'm a witch who can make things happen with my mind and I'm super strong and will live forever!' He doesn't know it yet but he'll turn me one day.. Right, back to what's actually going on!
Crystal pretty much ignored me then cocked an eyebrow at Xander like she was expecting him to come up with a better suggestion then hers.
"Why are you looking at me? You vetoed my suggestion before we got Abbi." Xander looked at my friend with a bit of a scowl.
"What was your suggestion?" I was curious, Crystal usually was all for Xander's suggestions. They were social people, unlike me who preferred quiet and just the company of people close to me.
"The club!" Xander sounded proud of his suggestion and there was a grin playing across his lips as he looked at me with his sparkling pale grey eyes.
I personally am a big fan of 'the club' which is a club for vampires. It's fun and I enjoy the people who frequent it. Crystal always says that it makes her feel like a piece of meat but Xander's dad is some high up in the vampire community and Xander's on the road to filling his place once he's older so no one there will actually touch us.
"I like that idea!" I finally piped up with agreement to a suggestion while Crystal replied with a firm "No." I pouted and tried to look cute while brushing my long dark locks out of my eyes. "Please?" My voice was pleading as I aimed all the cuteness that's possibly in my seventeen year old body at her.
Crystal let out a long, suffering sigh as she looked at me. See, my cuteness is almost impossible to resist, especially for my Cryssykins. She's known me since we were itty bitty so she loves me far more than anyone but Xander and I get my way a lot of the time, though it works both ways because she gets her way with me a lot of the time too.
"Fine. We'll go to the damn club but if someone gropes me I'll spy on you and Xander and tell the entire school about your orgasm face." Vicious bitch...
"You suck." Those were the only words I could think of to express my displeasure with Crystal's plot for if someone groped her.
"Not as much as you do." She smirked and sauntered out of the the kitchen door into my yard.
I growled and dragged Xander out after her. Well more like I grabbed his hand and tried to drag him while he was a great boyfriend and followed my lead instead of pissing me off.
Crystal had already managed to climb to the top of the playset that had been set up in my yard when we were toddlers by the time we reached her and was swinging her feet back on forth while somehow balancing on the skinny metal bar that held the swings.
"Get down Cryss! You're going to kill yourself." I shook my fist at her over dramatically as I tried to get her to come down.
"NO!" Stubborn ass...
"Fine, kill yourself then." I wrinkled my nose and pushed Xander to a swing where he dutifully sat so I could take a seat in his lap. "Love you boo." I pressed a kiss to his cheek then smirked up at Crystal, knowing she hated pda.
"Hey! don't be all sappy you crazy people."
"Well get down then."
"Fine." she climbed down onto the other swing and sat down there. "I say we need to get the club over with and go tonight. Xander go get the girl flowers or something and we'll get ready." She ordered as she got to her feet and tugged me out of Xander's lap. I pouted and blew a kiss as I was led back inside to the sure doom of being dressed by Crystal.
Chapter 2!
Crystal's Point of View
I dragged my friend to her room with a smirk on my face. She was so great to mess with sometimes, especially when it came to clothes. She had her own style or whatever and I constantly tried to get her to let go and wear other stuff then I'd force make up on her, which she almost never wore. She said it was a hassle or something but we were going to a club, make up is needed in that situation.
"Sit." I demanded the moment we entered her bedroom. Luckily she listened and I didn't have to smack her for disobeying. I strode to her closet and flung it open, going right for the stuff in the back that she never wore but I insisted she have. I pulled a few things then walked over to the bed where she sat. "Put these on."
"You suck." She says that far too often but she listened and just stripped down in front of me. It's not like I care, I've spied on her screwing Xander and our mothers used to put us in baths together when we were little so her body isn't exactly a new thing. I snapped my fingers, wordlessly telling her to hurry it up as she fumbled with the closure on the skirt. A few impatient moments later and she was in an outfit I approved of, or at least the basics of one.
"It's small." She pouted as she tugged on the black mini skirt.
"It's sexy." I told her as I adjusted the red corseted top, trying to make her boobs look even better. She has nice ones and I've never gotten why she refuses to flaunt them. She's always muttered something about being modest and changed the subject when I pointed out she shouldn't cover them so much.
"I don't want to seem slutty slutty Crystal." She continued to protest which made me roll my eyes.
"You made Xander wait a whole fucking year and you think people could think you're slutty. You've got to have the 'do me! do me!' type personality to seem slutty hun and you don't. You just look cute and sexy in this stuff. Now, put on those gloves I know you have, get out your hooker heels and let me put some make up on you"
She sighed, a great big gigantic sigh that let me know she did not like what I was doing. However, despite the sighing she put on the gloves and shoes as well as her favorite necklace from Xander. Lucky duck gets jewelry from him all the time, where's my sweet boyfriend who gives me stuff? Not to be found in our shitty town that's for sure.
"This good?" She asked, giving a little twirl and trying not to fall in the obscenely high heels I was making her wear. Short people need huge heels is what I say so I always put her in them when I can.
"Great." I said with a nod. "Now sit back down so I can make your face prettier." I grinned and shoved her back onto the bed, grabbing the make up bag and straddling her to get a good view of her face.
"I'm not a seat Cryssy" I ignored her protests and applied the make up as quick as I could, knowing she'd get irritated if it took too long. I leaped off of her and held a mirror in front of her face.
"I like it." She said after staring for a moment.
"Good, now I'm stealing some of your clothes." I snagged the tightest pair of jeans I could find and a tiny halter top to put on then worked on my make up a little, transforming it into something that would be suitable for a club. Key product, GLITTER!
"You look nice." She told me once I'd finished and twirled around to show off.
"Thank you my love." I blew a kiss then dropped down on her bed while we waited for Xander. "What is he picking the flowers I told him to get himself? He's taking forever." I complained. I make it a habit to complain about him when I can, Abbi loves him and he gets away with everything with her so I figure I get to be the mean one to him. It's been this way since we were thirteen and he moved here with his father. Abbi developed the most insane crush on him and he quickly got included in our normal activities. He's a good guy and a great friend but it's my mission to give him shit when I can.
"He'll be here soon. Maybe his papa needed something." Abbi stood and looked longingly to the computer we'd unplugged this morning.
"don't even think about it Abigail White." My voice was low in warning and she glared at me.
"But it's mine and I want to look."
"No"
"But I-"
"No."
"Fine." Ahhh sweet victory, you are mine! Just then the door opened and Xander was there in the doorway, all like 6'5" of him. He's a giant, that's what he is. He held up a bouquet of flowers and Abbi made this awing noise as she launched herself at him. Unfortunately for her and much to my amusement she fumbled in her heels and fell, though Xander caught her.
"Smooth moves." I commented as I stood and grabbed my purse. "Can we please just get this over with?"
"Oh don't sound so upset with it Cryss." Xander said once he'd kissed Abbi. "It's not like you're getting tortured."
"Exactly, no torture!" Abbi sounded way more excited than she should be. Last time we were at a club she spent the entire time worried someone was going to make a move on Xander so really, it's not like she should be that excited about it.
"Let's just go already." I grabbed both their hands then lead them from the room.
Chapter three
Abbi's POV
The vampire club was a bit stereotypical, vampires seemed to like to play into the whole vampire thing with their entertainment. Tables were shaped like coffins, giant pewter goblets held their drinks and fake hanging bats hung from the ceiling along with the flashing lights. The music was good though and they had good human drinks aside from the ones containing blood.
We got into the club fairly easily due to Xander's fathers connections and Crystal lead us to a table on the edge of the dance floor.
"Thirsty!" She announced "What do you two want?"
"Usual." Xander said with a wave of his hand.
"Just a water." I said, not feeling like anything more as I dragged Xander to the dance floor and twined my arms up around my neck. "don't let me fall." I said in a whisper, knowing he'd hear me even with the blasting music.
"I'd never let you." He replied softly, arms twining around my waist and making me feel completely safe. He had a way of doing that, making me feel completely safe.
We moved to the music, me letting Xander lead until I felt a tap on my shoulder and spun to see Crystal.
"May I have this dance?" She asked in a mock serious voice, holding her hand out.
"Of course." I said, mimicking the seriousness and giving a curtsy though the death trap shoes she'd put me in almost made me fall flat on my face. Crystal laughed, the bitch.
"Come on babes, let's shake it." She grabbed my hand and lead me further into the crowd. Undeads with their occasional non vampire partner formed the group of people, moving against each other seemingly without a care in the world. Crystal pressed up against me, moving her hips against mine and I did the same, brushing a hand along her arm. It was fun, we'd known each other long enough that being pressed against each other like this didn't feel weird really, it was just what we did.
I felt someone behind me, their hands resting on my hips and arched my head back to see Xander. I grinned and ground back against him once before returning my attention to my best friend.
After two songs we finally pulled away from the crowd and made our way back to the table, me grabbing my bottle of water and taking a sip.
"No one's treated you like meat Cryssy." Xander said with a grin.
"There's still time!" She replied, sticking her tongue out at him childishly as she sipped from a bright pink concoction.
I shook my head at them and leaned forward to kiss Xander's cheek. "I'll be back." I said before heading towards the bathroom. I was almost there, in the little hall that lead to it when suddenly hands were clamped over my mouth, something muttered in a language I couldn't quite identify and then I was out, floating in a dark abyss.
Chapter 4
Crystal POV!
I looked around curiously after ten minutes had passed. Where the fuck was Abbi? I looked towards Xander with a raised eyebrow.
"She's never gone this long..." I trailed, off, unsure whether to be worried or not. I couldn't just zero in on her in a place like this to see what she was doing, it was something about the energy of the place. It's one of the reasons I hate being here, I can't use my powers.
"Come on, we'll go check on her." Xander said as he raised his long form from the chair then held a hand out to me. I took it and got up then dragged him towards the bathrooms. "Well go on, check the bathroom."
I did. Nothing there, no Abbi. When I told him that he frowned and started sniffing around.
"Potions were used recently... I can smell her but there's some other non vampire scents."
I groaned. "So what? She's been kidnapped or something?"
Xander just nodded and turned on his heel, striding away at an impossibly fast pace. Jesus fucking Christ, I chased after.
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Abbi POV!
I blinked my eyes open, groaning at the throbbing in the back of my neck. The after effects of a sleeping spell. I've been under one twice and they're not nice. I stayed very still, listening for sounds that could indicate where I was. Nothing. Well not until a face loomed in front of me. I almost jumped in shock but managed to just clutch a hand to my chest, breathing fast.
"Who the hell are you and why am I here?" I questioned not thinking the person in front of me looked like much. It was a girl, maybe 5 feet tall so shorter than me even with delicate features and bright pink spiky hair that long pointed ears poked through.
"Oh, oh, oh, I'm Elyse and you're here because of daddy!" She spoke very quick, her eyes looking at me curiously. She didn't seem so bad at least.
"Well why does he want me here?"
She giggled like it was some sort of joke and bounced off of what I realized was a bed I was in. "Now that would be telling and I've been told to not be telling! daddy will tell when daddy wants and I don't tell before." She shook her head rapidly then spun, a neon green tutu flaring out as she did.
As I looked closer I realized she had a bit of a strange way of dressing. Neon green tutu over what looked like purple tights, with rainbow leg warmers and sparkly silver flats. Her top half was covered in neon pink fishnet with a green ripped tank top, just a couple shades darker than the tutu and she wore a bunch of those jelly bracelets with a chain around her neck and from that chain was a pendant with some sort of white stone with something etched into it though I wasn't close enough to see what it was.
"Uh, well Elyse, may I at least know who your daddy is?" I asked, moving to sit on the bed with my legs dangling off.
"Oh, he will say his name when he wants but not before." She said as she brought over a small tray with food. "Eat, eat is what daddy says. Also no spell work! Lyssy knows runes to keep you locked up tight!" She said as she lifted one of my hands to show me with obvious pride.
Fuck... That's what I thought when I took a closer look at my hands. Shimmering lightly across my skin were runes to bind. I was essentially magicless.
That's when the door opened.