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3:13pm Apr 8 2012 (last edited on 4:01pm Apr 8 2012)
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One night to live,
Are we gonna make it?
He has a soul to give,
Are you gonna accept it?
Angel of Souls,
Hear my cry. Begs from the one,
Who cannot die. Let them go,
Make them free,
Undo this curse,
And take me. They have nothing to give,
Their souls are not ripe,
But mine is,
So take me. I see the hesitation in your eyes,
Angel of Souls,
Please don't make them say their good-byes. I'm the one you want,
Please don't give it a second thought.
We have one night to live,
I'm not going to make it. I gave my soul,
The others are free,
Although they may cry,
and weep for me.
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I never believed in fate or destiny, I never believed in Angels or Demons, I had never believed in many things in my life until one day, a crazy guy shows up at school and twists my life around. I mean, don't get me wrong. This guy wasn't mental or anything, he was actually really hot. But I meant crazy because... he wasn't human. And up until that very point, I thought he liked me too. He treated me fairly, he talked to me nicely, we smiled and laughed with me. He did everything until this crazy series of Hunger Games start inside his mind, revealing who he actually is. What he actually is. I was sitting in class that day, the music of my i-pod down low so that the students couldn't hear. Patiently waiting for class to start, drumming my fingers on the desk. When the teacher entered the room, I changed the song to Evanescence My Immortal. A soft song that would satisfy my taste until the mourning period is over. Only the teacher didn't walk in alone. No, a boy was with him. The boy that I talked about earlier. He looked about around my age, fifteen or sixteen. He had dark red hair, and the most amazing blue eyes. He wore a thick black jacket, a red shirt, and dark blue skinny jeans with holes in the knees. A black and white scarf laid around his neck, the ends flopping up and down as he walked. He had a piercing on his lower lip, a two other piercings on one of his ears. The teacher introduced him as Kyle. Kyle Demangle. That name, I looked over at the empty seat beside me, a name tag was there already. Kyle Demangle. Great. Kyle walked down the row of desks and students and took the seat. I stared at him out of the corner on my eyes. I could have sworn I saw him glance over at me, but once I turned my head to get a better view, he had his attention on the teacher. After a few moments though, he turned my head towards my direction again, staring at me with those ice blue eyes. I tried giving him my best What are you looking at, punk? look, but I had only amused him. He smiled, showing off glistening white teeth, and turned his head away. I frowned, and looked back down at my desk. My i-pod began to get fuzzy, and I narrowed my eyes, whacking my i-pod trying to stop the buzzing. My Immortal quickly changed to Bring Me Back To Life. ~ How can you see into my eyes, like open doors.
Leading you down into my core, where I've become so numb.
Without a soul
My spirit sleeping somewhere cold,
Until you find it there and lead it back home.~
'What?' I thought. I looked at Kyle, his eyes were a bright blue. But the color soon began to shimmer and fade, returning back to the ice blue. I stared at him harder, daring him. Did I just see what I think I saw? Did he change my song into a more... spiritual... lyric-ed song? ~I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems.
Got to open my eyes to everything.
Without a thought,
Without a voice,
Without a soul.
Don't let em die here, there must be something more.
Bring Me To Life!
(Wake Me Up!)
Wake me up inside!
(Can't wake up!)
Wake Me Up Inside!
(Save Me)
Call My name and save me from the dark.
(Wake me up)
Bid my blood to run.
(I can't wake up)
Before I come undone.
(Save Me)
Save me from the nothing I've become.~
I stopped staring at Kyle and shook my head. I'm just thinking paranoid now. It's just one of my favorite songs, I might not have been awake through My Immortal and not realize that it played through. Although I can't explain the fuzzy buzzing noise it made. It must be some what broken, but I think I can manage.
Although I couldn't explain Kyle's cold presence yet, something about him was off. I found the hairs on my arm sticking up, and goosebumps covering them. He might've looked like a regular teenager, but I couldn't help but get the feeling that he was... different. And I didn't know how right I was at that time, how different he actually was.
To me, he looked cute, hot, and absolutely gorgeous, while everything inside of me screamed run. Could something really be up with Kyle Demangle? I totally felt it, his vibe was different, too different.
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Demangle : deem - angel
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4:24pm Apr 9 2012 (last edited on 4:24pm Apr 9 2012)
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I cannot see,What you are doing to me,For I am blinded,By screams of pain,Like the Lady had fore sighted.I scream,You smile,I cry,You laugh.This is the price I had to pay,For giving you my soul,So my friend's could get away.Loved you once,But never again,You loved me twice,And I stop at a dead end.The Lady spoke the truth.The Lady said I'll die,The Lady said I'll fade,Be tortured,And get laid.You knew what she said,You waited,She predicted,You won,I lost,But only for this moment,I'm down.The Lady said I'll rise again,That I'll see light,But until then I'm shut,Down,Down in the darkness,Waiting for you to bid my blood,And make me turn to ice. ~~~~~~
It was booming and pouring rain when I walked out of the school. I sighed, and stared out into the misty air. If I walked home, I'll be soaked and wet, and mom would have a conniption.
"Make sure you bring your umbrella." she warned me. "Mom, I don't need an umbrella. It's nice out, wonderful out. I'm not taking my umbrella." I argued. "Fine, but I don't want to see you soaking wet standing in that doorway."
I grunted, shifting the weight of my backpack on my shoulder. My friends had already gone home, I couldn't get a ride from them. I'm going to be grounded, should've listened to mom. I cranked the music of my i-pod up louder, leaning against the school's brick wall under the awning.
~I, I love you like a love song baby.
I, I love you like a love song baby.
I, I love you like a love song baby,
And I keep hitting Re-pe-pe-pe-pe-peat.~
I closed my eyes, surely I could find better song on here to fit my mood. I pressed next on my i-pod, only to get more fuzzy buzzing noise. I narrowed my eyes, "Not again," I muttered. ~Bring me to life,
(I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside.)
Bring me to life.
Frozen inside without your touch,
without your love.
Darling, only you are the life among the dead.
All this time, I can't believe I couldn't see,
Kept in the dark,
But you were there in front of me.
I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems, got to open my eyes to everything.
Without a thought,
Without a voice,
Without a soul,
Don't let em die here.
There must be something more.
Bring me to life!~
This song again? I didn't put it on this song? This song was number fifteen, I placed it on number five. I frowned, my i-pod must definitely be broken then. Great. After two months of having it, it's broken already.
Just then, a nice silver Mustang pulled up, and the passenger's window rolled down. It was Kyle.
"Need a ride?" he grinned at me. My throat felt dry, my stomach twisted itself around. I looked into his gorgeous bright blue eyes, and his mischievous grin. He had the most cutest face in the world, the most precious smile, the most broadest shoulders and tense muscles. I gulped, was he seriously asking me for a ride?
"Come on, I won't bite." he winked. I nodded, though I hesitantly stepped toward his car. When I was out from under the awning, I quickly ran to his car door, opened it, and climbed inside.
I sat down in the passenger's seat, combed my hand through my hair, and looked anxiously at him. He grinned even wider, shook his head, and looked down at my i-pod. He scanned the screen, and chuckled. "Bring Me To Life? That's a good song." he said.
I hid my electronic in my jacket sleeve, "Uh, yeah. My i-pod keeps skipping to that song for some reason," I said shyly. I could feel my cheeks heat up. "Can't imagine why," I heard him mumble.
"So, where do you live?" he asked, taking a side ways glance at me. "On Bucktwo street, the small white house." I said quickly. I pressed the previous button on my i-pod, playing My Immortal instead of Bring Me to Life. "Wh... where do you live?" I stuttered.
"Can't tell ja," he said.
I raised my eyebrows, "German?" I asked. He nodded slightly, "Yeah. Mopst of my family had originated in Germany," he said, looking at me. "French?" he asked. I blushed, "Yes, how did you know?" I asked. He shrugged, "I have my ways. I can tell your English and German too, with a little bit of Indian."
I stared at him, 'This is a weird conversation to have when you're in a hot guy's car.' I thought. I saw him smirk and chuckle under his breath. "Well, let's get you home." he smiled. "So we can end this weird conversation that you started." I stared at him with a puzzled ex
pression. 'Mind Reader?'
It didn't take long for him to drive me home, not with the rate of speed he drove at. When he parked in my driveway, I still had my fingers clenched tightly to the edge of the seat. He was just amused at my reaction though, and got out and opened my door.
I weakly stepped out. The rain had slowed down to a slight drizzle. I felt dizzy though, with the terrifying speed he drove at and the smell of wetness clinging onto my mind. He walked me up to the front porch, and smiled. "Wir sehen uns spater." he winked, and walked to his car and drove away.
I blinked, and leaned against my door, my heart pounding. Was this actually happening? It was over too quickly. He offered to take me home, I accepted, we had a weird conversation about blood line, he drove like a maniac, he dropped me off, and drove away. Weird.
Too weird,
Dream-like weird,
What had just happened.
Weird.
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