Jessie von Ness ™
ANGEL! junior year half-blood
I'LL TEACH YOU HOW TO DESTORY AN ANGEL
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Post by Jessie von Ness ™ on Oct 19, 2008 20:44:45 GMT -5
♥ Jessie Lynn Von Ness [/color][/font] running a race like a mouse in a cage going no where...[/font] _________________ _________________ I WOULDN'T MIND IF TREVOR CRAY JOINED THIS THREAD. THE WORD COUNT IS SEVEN HUNDRED THIRTY ONE. THIS THREAD IS COMPLETE. SHE IS WEARING THIS. THIS THREAD TAKES PLACE IN THE AFTERNOON, AROUND TWO O'CLOCK. WHEWT, AND THE PLOT THICKENS. [/font] ________________[/center] »» It was driving her nuts, she had heard a couple of the songs on the radio and she wanted it, she needed it. The songs were getting stuck in her head and she needed to find the rest so she wouldn’t have the worry about it just being that one songs that was good. The fact that it was Blink 182, I couldn’t possibly be a bad album, it was just obvious. So, here she was, her long, blonde hair falling far over her shoulders as her hands dug themselves into her torn jean pockets. The air was cold, telling her that fall was looming around the corner, ready to cover the city with different coloured, fallen leaves. It was one of her favourite times of the year (not just because it meant it was her birthday soon) but the way that the cold air hit her face in the morning made her feel refreshed and awake. Call her corny, call her a sappy little girl, she didn’t care. Her blue eyes looked ahead of her as ‘Forever’ by Papa Roach blasted in her ear, her army patterned converse hitting the ground with every step she took. Her destination was simple and completely direct; she knew just where she was going to go.
»» Basically, Jessie Lynn Von Ness lived in ‘A & B sounds’. All of the staff knew her, the managers were almost her best friends and she knew where everything was. Every single genera was programmed into her mind, like a permanent G.P.S. system in her brain specifically designed just for this store. It was almost ridiculous, but it made Jess feel as if she was really wanted and understood. You see, Jessie was a very complex and different person; she knew she was an outcast and she knew she would be hated if people knew what she truly was. Half-breeds were hated amongst the population of mythical creatures, they were freaks, hybrids - tainted blood. It killed Jessie sometimes, knowing that she wasn’t telling Damien the whole truth about herself and lying to him about who she really was. Honestly, it scared Jessie to know what Damien would do if he found out about her true blood and what she really was. She hated the thought of Damien leaving her, it scared her and broke her heart. Damien was the only thing she was sure of anymore and if he left her, she would be completely lost and would surely never be able to love again.
»» It didn’t take long for Jessie to enter the music store, seeing the many isles that held the most beautiful thing in the world - music. Just the thought of it made her smile wildly. It was something that couldn’t be explained, music just made it so much easier to live. Walking through the isles, she started on her quest to find the new Blink 182 CD. She went through every isle, new releases, rock, punk, she couldn’t find it. She was starting to panic, why wasn’t it there? Was it already sold out? Jessie wouldn’t doubt it if it was. Looking around she scanned the area. However, her eyes stopped a familiar face; a face that she knew people would disapprove of her for even looking at it. He was standing line to purchase the same CD that she wanted. She couldn’t help it, he had the CD in his hand - the CD she wanted. Hesitating for a moment, she walked up to the infamous Trevor Cray. Walking right up to him, she tapped him, ”Trevor?” she asked, her head only reaching about his chest. He was a complete giant compared to her, but she felt like that with everyone, ”Um, sorry. I was just wondering where you got that CD. I have been looking for everywhere and I can’t find it!” she explained. Her voice was full of a genuine tone. Jessie knew that Trevor knew that her and Damien were together, so she would be expecting him to get a bit suspicious. Honestly, she just wanted that fucking CD!
»» Judging people was something that Jessie didn’t do very often, thus she wasn’t going to judge Trevor. However, Marina. That was a girl that Jessie wasn’t afraid to judge. Not just because of what she did to Dougie, but just the over-all person that she was. She hated that girl.
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Post by trevor cray_♠ on Oct 19, 2008 21:08:17 GMT -5
[/center] »» Not being the man who went out to party very often, this vampire preferred to stay within the shadows of his room, throwing an empty bottle of beer behind his back every fifteen minutes before binging on bags of blood from the coolness of the fridge in the kitchen. Trevor was always frowned upon, stared upon with digust, and whispered about in the weekly gossip catch up. His life was that of a celebrity, but nothing of the famous kind. He was spoken in a negative manner, a forbidden topic to speak of, thus an irresitable one. A person who mentioned his name was usually admired for with their guts. Four young men gathered tightly together and always confronted a person when they heard that name, wanting, needing to know of his whereabouts and recent actions. But surely a simple trip to the local music store would be nothing exciting? Well no, except for the fact now his simple trip had involved the girlfriend of one of the four men.
»» His melted chocolate eyes looked down to the red haired angel with caution. His throat instantly forming dry lumps throughout its course. This potentially harmful and dangerous vampire couldn't have looked more fearful, and all that stood before him was a girl. Trevor was a lady's man indeed, but his confidence had been completely destroyed since the confusion and torment of a destroyed relationship and friendship. He looked at the Cd and then lifted his eyes over to the isle. Over there he quietly stated, as if preparing for some sort of scream to erupt from her lungs accusing him of something terrible. His delicious chocolate eyes shifted nervously as the girl still stood infront of him. He shuffled forward a little as the line moved up to the cashier. He looked ahead of him and then out towards the windows, as if waiting for some sort of ambush, all the while the words "what have I done now" repeated in his mind. His skull bashed with the sudden headache that only anxiety brought on. He could feel his palms begin to sweat, and his hands shake. He prayed inside that she was alone. You can have this one if you can't find it he spoke handing the Cd to her. He waited for her to snacth it out of his grasp.
»» He swallowed nervously again, the damn lumps in his throat causing discomfort. His trip the music store had now been cut short. All he wanted to do was go back to his room and watch the television and do some more school work. Compared to his outgoing and carefree appearance, Trevor actually took his school work very seriously. He was very intelligent and favoured the more complicated subjects that required thought, such as math and science. English and other subjects such as geography didn't interest him that much, but he didn't allow that to stop him from working on them. He never bragged about his success though, he simply kept it quiet, nobody cared or would want to know. It's nothing, honestly. You can take this one he spoke, as if desperate for her to simply leave him alone. He realy did dislike the female company now, as if the words would spread and would be twisted into news that he had done something wrong, like assault or worse. Trevor never raised a hand to a women, infact he dispised men who even thought about such a thing. Though as often as he turned the female company down, his heart ached evermore for the simple touch from one, to smell their sweet perfume, to hold such a delicate masterpiece and take great care and guard her with his strength, loyalty and honour.
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Jessie von Ness ™
ANGEL! junior year half-blood
I'LL TEACH YOU HOW TO DESTORY AN ANGEL
Posts: 142
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Post by Jessie von Ness ™ on Oct 20, 2008 18:15:16 GMT -5
♥ Jessie Lynn Von Ness [/color][/font] I am so sick of speaking words that no one understands. Is it clear enough that you can live your whole life all alone. I can hear you in a whisper, but you can't even hear me screaming... [/font] _________________ _________________ I WOULDN'T MIND IF TREVOR CRAY JOINED THIS THREAD. THE WORD COUNT IS SEVEN HUNDRED SEVENTEEN. THIS THREAD IS COMPLETE. SHE IS WEARING THIS. THIS THREAD TAKES PLACE IN THE AFTERNOON, AROUND TWO O'CLOCK. HEHEE. LOVE THIS SONG.. [/font] ________________[/center] »» The instant that Jessie had started talking to Trevor, she could sense the tension in his body. There was slight fear in his eyes as he started to hand her the CD, telling her to take it. She found it funny, how such a big guy was so intimidated by a small girl, like herself. Still, she kept a friendly and genuine tone to her voice as she shook her head, ”No. I couldn’t. I mean, what if that was the last one and you gave it to me? No. I just couldn’t.” Ah the infamous Jessie rumblings. It was something she did when she was trying to make conversation with someone and she didn’t exactly know them. Looking around again, she still couldn’t see to where he had pointed to, ”Could you just show me to where they are?” she asked. She could feel his tension rise as she kept talking him. Honestly, it was slightly insulting for him to think that she was that judgmental. However, he sort of did have a right to be somewhat suspicious of her actions; I mean she was dating one of the guys who was trying to kill him.
»» Letting out a sigh she looked at him, ”Look, if you’re worried about Damien or any of the guys being here, they aren’t. It’s just me.” the smaller vampire stated before placing her hands on her hips, ”I am trying to make conversation with you, friendly conversation. Now will you show me where it is?” in all honesty, Jessie felt kind of sorry for Trevor in the way that he was hated for something he really didn’t mean to do. Marina was the true one at fault; I mean sure, he slept with her but he had been told that Dougie and Marina had broken up. He was simply trusting Marina’s word and ended up breaking his best friend’s heart and then losing him. However, the fact that Trevor still got together with Marina after was pretty sleazy. But, it could have been worse, right? However, just the thought of Damien cheating on her, made her want to throw up and crawl into a hole. If she was told that he had, she would probably not believe it, but if she saw it, she would collapse within herself. She loved Damien with everything she had and she was sure that Dougie probably thought he was as well; she couldn’t comprehend the feeling.
»» Jessie had also just recently witnessed Christa in that state of mind. Darren had cheated on her with one of her close friends, a werewolf, Katarina Black. It was something that Jessie didn’t want to wish upon anyone; knowing that the one you loved found pleasure in someone else was something that was unthinkable. The instant that she had opened the door for Christa, she knew that was exactly how she, herself, would look if Damien had done the same thing to her. She didn’t know if she would run to Christa though, just because she would rather wallow in her own pity for about an hour or so, popping anti-depressants until she threw up. After that, she would run to one of her friends and cry her eyes out. She didn’t know what she would do if Damien cheated on her, especially with one of her best friends, like Alyx or someone. It would absolutely break her heart and then slowly kill her; she was sure that it would. That was just how much Jessie Lynn Von Ness loved her boy friend. It kind of scared her at times.
»» Her eyes stayed on him as she awaited his answer to her question. She didn’t know if he would be annoyed at her, still suspicious or give in, but she hoped he did the last. She wanted to get to know the guy, she had heard that Christa had and she said he was just completely misunderstood. Jessie trusted Christa’s opinion over her raging boyfriend who had a grudge against the person he was raging about. If the two did become friends, she would surly have to keep it a secret, seeing as Damien would flip his lid if he found out that her and Trevor had even looked at each other.
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Post by trevor cray_♠ on Oct 25, 2008 9:32:17 GMT -5
[/center] »» The girl with the golden locks seemed to be generally innocent but, Trevor knew that there was more behind blue eyes than people were led on to believe. Yes, Trevor had chocolate brown eyes but when provoked into his vampiric state, as all of his race did, their eyes turned a pure blue, almost like the clearest of diamonds, or like water from the fountain of youth; simply untouched, nothing ever like it seen before by anyone or anything, and that's why it was warned looking into the eyes of a vampire would lead you astray, an irrestiable attration to their flawless features. Trevor rarely looked into the eyes of a person anyway since the tragedy of losing his best friend due to the wicked lie of one normal human. Humans were the worst for lies, they knew lying protected them from punishment, but sometimes lies were found out and then the consquences were even worse than what would have happened if the truth had been spilt. Trevor's head was down, his eyes looking just below her own eyes, focusing on her lips as she spoke her words. Although they were of vampiric tongue, she had a unique softeness to her tone, lacking charm but making up for it in mercy and general kindness. Something vampires didn't have, well not the pure kind anyway. Trevor knew of Jessie, but never approached her or spoke about her to anyone, although Jordan would often mention her in his daily schedules at dusk, when the vampire and angel would meet up in their room and talk, the only real conversation Trevor would have.
»» Keeping the cd case in his grasp, he clutched it back into his chest and shifted his eyes over to the isle. He looked over his shoulder, obviously reluctant to give up his place in the line, but anxiety won him over, and soon he stepped out of place and cautiously led the girl to the correct isle of where he found the cd. Once he had arrived at the spot, he simply pointed and stepped back. There... he spoke, rushing out his word to her, wishing for this little meeting to end as quickly as possible. Guarente, where this little lady was, her man was not far behind, and where one enemy roamed, so did his mini coven. Trevor took a deep breath and put his own cd on the shelf, too impatient to line up again and wait for a meer five minutes in the same room with his enemy's love. Friendly conversation? What does a hybrid want with me? he asked having spotted her newly sprouted wings. Ahh yes, now he could remember. Trevor could recall the time Jordan returned to their dorm, covered in blood that was not his own. By the simple scent of it, Trevor detected it was a female's, but not quite able to distinguish whom. After asking what had happened, the angel had explained that Jessie was not a pure vampire, but a carrier of both bloodlines belonging to vampire and angel - a hybrid. He had assisted her on her sixteenth year celebration, or cursing, of where her wings sporuted and stretched for their first time. As bloody and painful it was, beautiful to a vampire, disturbing to any angel or human, it had not been a popular matter to discuss. But, the fact was there, quietly making it's point.
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