It was as if the house had it’s own hypnotic aura. She leaned over the iron wrought gate and stared into the bleeding walls. She was sure it had a beating heart somewhere within. “Are you going to stand there all day gaping at my house?” her gaze tore away and settled on the dark haired male, amusement played in his voice as he spoke.
Her gaze slowly lifted to his. A thought hit her at once, “What is your name?” Why hadn’t she asked him this earlier, before following him? She waited patiently and lost herself once again in those spellbinding eyes.
He lifted an eyebrow and laughed a bit before answering, “My name is Jarius my sweet.” He smiled and tweaked her nose before beckoning her to lead the way to the oak door. She smiled back.
The door seemed ominous, but she shrugged it off, he was waiting for her to enter. She stood there a second before curiosity finally got the better of her, then grabbed the handle and walked inside.
It seemed larger inside than it had from its outward appearance. Most of the furnishings were done in a dark cherry wood. Various oil paintings, both light and dark, adorned the walls. She heard a soft click before feeling a hand in hers.
“You can explore later,” he spoke, she nodded, “but first, we need to get you out of those.” He took her deep within the house, to a bright pristine room; which she was to find out later was his room. Before she could commit to memory the details of the room, something was thrust into her hands, and she into a different room.
She stood there a bit confused, “Where am I?” she asked herself, not exactly sure what all had really taken place since meeting her mysterious new guardian. It took her a moment to realize that she was in a lavatory and was soaking wet. The only thing to do now was to take a shower and get dressed in dry clothes. But where would she get these clothes? She shrugged and managed to look down at her hands, where a small pile of clothes lay. She smiled to herself, he was minutes ahead of her. She hoped it was a possible outcome that he’d be a more caring instructor than her previous one.
She began to undress and stood under the scalding hot water that poured from the holey spout. Warnings washed down her but she stifled them. How bad could living with a caring person be?
He was standing outside the door waiting on her and smiled when she exited. “I’ll show you to your sleeping quarters,” he snaked his arm around her waist and lead her up stairs. '.'
Her gaze slowly lifted to his. A thought hit her at once, “What is your name?” Why hadn’t she asked him this earlier, before following him? She waited patiently and lost herself once again in those spellbinding eyes.
He lifted an eyebrow and laughed a bit before answering, “My name is Jarius my sweet.” He smiled and tweaked her nose before beckoning her to lead the way to the oak door. She smiled back.
The door seemed ominous, but she shrugged it off, he was waiting for her to enter. She stood there a second before curiosity finally got the better of her, then grabbed the handle and walked inside.
It seemed larger inside than it had from its outward appearance. Most of the furnishings were done in a dark cherry wood. Various oil paintings, both light and dark, adorned the walls. She heard a soft click before feeling a hand in hers.
“You can explore later,” he spoke, she nodded, “but first, we need to get you out of those.” He took her deep within the house, to a bright pristine room; which she was to find out later was his room. Before she could commit to memory the details of the room, something was thrust into her hands, and she into a different room.
She stood there a bit confused, “Where am I?” she asked herself, not exactly sure what all had really taken place since meeting her mysterious new guardian. It took her a moment to realize that she was in a lavatory and was soaking wet. The only thing to do now was to take a shower and get dressed in dry clothes. But where would she get these clothes? She shrugged and managed to look down at her hands, where a small pile of clothes lay. She smiled to herself, he was minutes ahead of her. She hoped it was a possible outcome that he’d be a more caring instructor than her previous one.
She began to undress and stood under the scalding hot water that poured from the holey spout. Warnings washed down her but she stifled them. How bad could living with a caring person be?
He was standing outside the door waiting on her and smiled when she exited. “I’ll show you to your sleeping quarters,” he snaked his arm around her waist and lead her up stairs. '.'
Author notes
First Part!
I changed a para. in the first part... as well as his occupation--still deciding if I like what I chose... or if I should change it again... idk... but anyways...
How is this? I'm still debating on whether or not I've 'remembered' my characters well enough to write this or not...
Please tell me what you think
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wow this is getting good. i like it alot. its really good. great job on the second part. cant wait for the next part. tell me when you write more to this... great job and keep it up!
-LostSoul

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Warnings washed down her down but she stifled them.
uhm, that sentence is a little messed up.
otherwise, great! is he like a vampire?!
short, but good description at parts. good work! ;D
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oops... extra down there!!! x.x fixed that! And yuppers! he is... unless I decide that he shouldn't be... but I doubt that...
Thanks!!! ^_^
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Excellent
What is going to happened next?! You had a wonder start to the story! Just write the next section... please...
Lynn
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I'm not exactly sure what's gunna happen next! It'll come to me!
and am working on the next little section... it'll be done when I figure out what should happen next... >.> which hopefully wont take to long...
thanks for the comment!!! ^_^
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Short but interesting enough read. :3 Your writing voice appeals to me -- it's just vague enough that you don't overload the reader with detail, but colourful enough that you don't feel like you're reading a fourth-grade storybook. If there's anything I'd like to see from you, it's a little more variation in sentence structure. They all sound more or less the same to me, at least when I really think about it. Keep up the good work
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Thanks for the comment!! ^_^ And I'll keep that in mind, and try to keep my sentences from being so... similar! Thanks once again! :]
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