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“…(N)? (Y/n)?” you heard Castiel call softly, shaking you gently and sighed as your eyes started to open slowly. “What happened…?” you grumbled, sitting up slowly and put a hand to your forehead. “I took you to a friends. His place is protected, you’re safe here.” He said, sitting back and sighing. “I could have been useful and fought! I was pretty good with that gun…” you glare at him. “How did you get so good with a gun so fast? You shouldn’t be able to fire like that without practice. And speaking of strange things how did you send the spirits back to th

F POV I couldn't believe that I just kissed Marshall. But how could I not? He looked amazing tonight, and made my heart do somersaults. The song he sang to me, it made my eyes water a little bit. I squeezed him a little tighter, looking back up at him. He looked down with a smile, I returned one to him. Now other music had begun to play, so I moved my arms up to around his neck, his hands placed at my hips, and we gently swayed to the music. I felt like, for once, nothing was wrong in the universe. Everything was perfect. As we spun around, I saw Cake. She was smiling widely, her eyes sparkled, and she formed a heart with her paws again. Bu

Party and rockin' on was what you loved. You never did something if you didn't wanted. Been yourself was the trick that helped you go in life. Right now you were again at Al's crazy partys. He may be a douche and a jackass most of the times, but it was fun hanging out with him and seeing him been beat up by his Canadian brother. You always wondered how this two could live together and in the same house. Taking a shot from your beer and cheering you saw a boy on the couch, sulking in depression. If you couldn't tolerate something, then drespression was it. You were cheer-full, easy going and confident. Drepression was your worst enemy and see

Sighing and wondering why you were going to this party. Oh yes! Because your good friend Oliver begged you to come. It was a halloween party at school and everyone was coming, even you. At first you wanted to dress in something scary, but Oliver bought you a costume. It was an Alice in Wonderland dress. You wanted to refuse, but knowing your over happy friend, he was more likely to cry for refusing his gift. You loved him, more than a friend and the thought of you two together as a couple made your heart flutter. “I don’t understand what you see in the, cupcake freak.” Al told you as you walked with him and his brother to t

At school you were the best in one single class. Cooking. Your classmates envied you for your talent. Every food that you made was pure heaven, something that every lucky living could taste. When your food touched the tongue of someone it made him or her feel like they have wings, angel wings. You were proud of this and so were your friends and parents. You were the best, the queen of cooking....Or were you? Today the teacher annouced that is going to be a new kid in this class, the class of cooking. Someone new? That means someone your gonna teach to cook, since you were better than your teacher. "Class, please meet Oliver Kirkland and let

Walking with your head down the hallways of the school and keeping as quiet as possible, with your hood over your head. Everyone would say something rude or mean about you. Just because you got the best grades and always keep the rules straight. You wanted no problems, no fights, just peace and silence. You finally reached your locker and opened it, putting your books you didn't need and only keeping the ones you needed. Before you could close the locker, someone else did it, slamming it with brute force, making you step back a little in fear. Your eyes were glued from the floor to piercing violent eyes. You didn't need to look at his face,

Pulling your books out of the locker, bored and sleepy all over. Looks like you shouldn't have played video games all night, but who could blame you? You were a gamer in all the ways possible. Then you heard laughing from behind you. Sighing you turned around, only to come face to face with blue eyes and a goffy grin. "Hu\i there, [Name]! What's with the long face?" Matthias asked you, ruffling your hair. He annoyed every single day the hell out of you. Always asking you if you want to go out with him or to be his girlfriend. You loved him, but nothing more than a big brother and besides that, you knew he was kind of a player. "I'm not in t

It was morning and you were, like always, the one to wake up fisrt before your British boyfriend, Arthur. It was only one reason to why you were the first. Arthur couldn't cook to save his life. You truly loved him, but leaving him in a kitchen meant just a huge explosion. You were currently making breakfast for him and hoping he would like it. He was kind of picky when it came to food. When it came to food he always said that Britisg food is the best and that French is the worst. He said it maybe because of that blond Frenchman who always teased him. Arthur may not be the best at cooking, but he was sure the best at others things……

Today was a special day. You might ask yourself why, right? Well, today you and your gentleman like boyfriend, Arthur were going to celebrate your four years relationship. You and him took and walk in the park for a great picnik that he planned. Some people would be scared, because of his horrible cooking, but you weren't like this people. Actually, you helped Arthur with the cooking, even thought it took more than three hours you were happy by the result and that you spend all of the time with him. You looked at the blue sky with Arthur on the picnik blanket. "I love you, [Name]." He said and pulled you into a sweet and soft kiss. You savor