High School Vam Ch. 2
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Rating:PG[bad language]
Summary: High school vam...um yeah can't think of a summary...
I chewed on my pen thoughtfully, reading over what I had written.
You had demons to kill within you screaming
With a gun loaded with guilt you opened their eyes
Love preys the living and praises the dead
In the heart of our hearts by death we were wed
Bleed well the soul you're about to sell for passion derranged
Kiss and tell, baby we're bleeding well
Bleed well the heart you're about to fail for reasons insane
Kill and tell, baby we're bleeding well
In hell
"That's really really good!" Bam exclaimed, looking at my poem in awe.
"Well, uh, thanks," I said, smiling shyly at him.
How does he have this power over me? I'm acting like a little schoolgirl!
I was just slipping into my own little world, accompanied by a certain hyperactive skater, when suddenly...
"VILLE!"
"Huh, what? Oh I'm sorry Bam, what were you saying?"
"Jeeze man, what the hell were you thinking about?"
"I- uh, Finland."
"Oh. So, why'd you move anyway?"
I was about to answer when the bell rang.
"What do you have next?" he asked.
"Uhh, Art," I said checking my schedule.
I love this schedule, all my favorite classes.
"I'll take you there, come on."
We walked slowly toward the Art room, talking about anything and everything we could think of.
"So, why did you move?"
"My dad died, and my mom couldn't stand to be there anymore, too many memories."
"I'm so sorry," he said giving me a sympathetic look.
"It's not your fault, I just miss him, and I've lived in Finland all my life, I really miss it."
He put his hand on my shoulder, making my heartrate speed up.
"I'm here for you Ville, whenever you need me."
I smiled, "Thanks Bam, it means a lot."
He gave me a brief hug and said, "Anything for a cute Finnish boy," winking and walking away.
I think my heart just stopped.
.
Rating:PG[bad language]
Summary: High school vam...um yeah can't think of a summary...
I chewed on my pen thoughtfully, reading over what I had written.
You had demons to kill within you screaming
With a gun loaded with guilt you opened their eyes
Love preys the living and praises the dead
In the heart of our hearts by death we were wed
Bleed well the soul you're about to sell for passion derranged
Kiss and tell, baby we're bleeding well
Bleed well the heart you're about to fail for reasons insane
Kill and tell, baby we're bleeding well
In hell
"That's really really good!" Bam exclaimed, looking at my poem in awe.
"Well, uh, thanks," I said, smiling shyly at him.
How does he have this power over me? I'm acting like a little schoolgirl!
I was just slipping into my own little world, accompanied by a certain hyperactive skater, when suddenly...
"VILLE!"
"Huh, what? Oh I'm sorry Bam, what were you saying?"
"Jeeze man, what the hell were you thinking about?"
"I- uh, Finland."
"Oh. So, why'd you move anyway?"
I was about to answer when the bell rang.
"What do you have next?" he asked.
"Uhh, Art," I said checking my schedule.
I love this schedule, all my favorite classes.
"I'll take you there, come on."
We walked slowly toward the Art room, talking about anything and everything we could think of.
"So, why did you move?"
"My dad died, and my mom couldn't stand to be there anymore, too many memories."
"I'm so sorry," he said giving me a sympathetic look.
"It's not your fault, I just miss him, and I've lived in Finland all my life, I really miss it."
He put his hand on my shoulder, making my heartrate speed up.
"I'm here for you Ville, whenever you need me."
I smiled, "Thanks Bam, it means a lot."
He gave me a brief hug and said, "Anything for a cute Finnish boy," winking and walking away.
I think my heart just stopped.
.