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Old 11-30-2010, 02:52 AM   #4 (permalink)
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Matt Lanter/The Dark Side/Anakin Skywalker/ Underland/Hookah Smoking Caterpillar

Haha thanks Ruby!

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Jaxon saw the girl appear, saw her stumble out from behind the closest tree and slip partly down the muddy bank. His sister screamed again, at the sudden appearance, and hid closer behind him.
“Who are you?” he said loudly.
The brown haired girl stood up and hastily brushed off her dirty apron.
“Did you hear me?” Jaxon asked.
The girl stared at him with a frightened expression on her face. He took the time to look her over. She wore an oversize dress, muddy boots, and dirt and filth clung to her face, hair, and hands. He saw her gaze shift to his wand, still held aloft in his hand, and, unconsciously, pointed directly at her.
“Why were you watching us?” Addison said from behind him.
The girl still didn’t answer.
“Coralie! Oi! Where are you?!” She turned to look at the woods spread out behind her. Quite suddenly, she picked up the bucket, ran to the edge, and dumped it into the water. As the girl stood up a figure appeared from behind the trees. The young man was of age and held a wand in his hand.
“What’s taking you so long?” he half shouted at her.
The girl named Coralie looked around at Jaxon and his sister.
“Oh.” he said his eyes catching the two on the other side of the river.
He flicked his wand casually. A long gash appeared on the girl’s arm, just above the elbow, making her drop the bucket. Jaxon saw her double over in pain, her hand clutching the wound.
“Hey!” He said automatically.
The man then turned to him.
“Sorry if my sister disturbed you,” He said rudely. He then glared back at her. Coralie looked up at her brother, a few tears already tracing down her face.
“Get the water and come back to the house.” He growled.
Coralie nodded then picked up the bucket and once again kneeled down at the waters edge.
The man disappeared back into the direction of the house across the river. Jaxon, his sister, and Coralie were only separated by about five feet. He felt like he should have said something, or perhaps even helped her with the water bucket she was now struggling to pull out of the river.
“Go back to the house, Addy.” he muttered.
His sister obeyed and disappeared through the trees.
“I didn’t know Davids had a daughter.” he said.
Coralie looked up at him and slowly nodded.
“You’re names Coralie?” he continued.
She nodded again. That’s a pretty name, he thought.
“Do you need help with that?” He asked hesitantly.
The girl shook her head.
“Are you sure? You look like you need it.” His eyes flicked to the bloody wound on her arm.


Before Coralie could even reply she heard an odd squelching noise. She looked around to notice a disturbance in the waters current. Slowly, a few rocks surfaced and floated on the top.
The boy nimbly jumped across them and moved to stand next to her. Coralie stood up. He was a few inches taller than her.
“Let me help you.” he said.
“No.” she murmured, backing away.
“I’m not going to hurt you.” He said with a slight laugh in his voice.
Jaxon took the bucket from her and set it on the ground.
Coralie watched him, a little frightened, yet not completely afraid.
“Let me see your arm.” he said holding out his hand.
Coralie obediently did so. The boy traced the edge of the deep mark with his wand, muttering some things under his breath.
“Thanks.” she mumbled when he was done.
“I’m Jaxon. Jaxon Smith.” He said
“Coralie Davids.” she muttered picking up the bucket again.
“Nice to meet you.” he smiled.
The girl averted her eyes. “I should go.” she said eventually.
“Uh, yeah you should.”
Coralie shot a glance at her new friend.
“Your brother…” he stuttered.
Coralie nodded in understanding. She picked up the bucket and made her way back to the house. At the edge of the woods she turned to look back at him, a slight smile playing around her lips
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Ok tell me what you think!
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But there you were, standing in your own corner
Your eyes were wide, tired, fading just like mine
We could be the best of friends I’m sure of it
But I’m too shy to cross this crowded room besides
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I’m not here, no one sees me
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I’m by myself, please excuse me

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