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The girl leaned her white hair back on to the cold bench as she waited. She seemed to have been waiting for quite some time in the winter chill. She even felt frost bitten as she rubbed her bare hands together for warmth. She was very slim and tall, cloaked in black to absorb the sun’s heat. Her black attire was made of a leather trench coat that corseted up her hips to her chest and at her chest she had a silver pendant necklace that hanged just under her chest bone, along with her coat hers legs were hugged by tight black jeans. She was pale and kept a long silhouette of silky white hair. Her hair was not ordinary but she felt no desire to dye it different then it was naturally. She isn’t albino either, she just was born skinny and literally pale. Her lips were a puckered and pained pink covered in glossy red. Her smile was not there for she was tired of the wait on the freezing bench. Her friend had promised to meet her there to plan out her brother’s birthday party, sadly it seemed he was near thirty minutes late.
“He’s late…I swear if my computer gets damaged from the cold he’s buying me a new one.”, she nearly whispered it as she became irritated with her friend’s lack of awareness of time. As she went to check on her laptop a pair of leather coated arms reached around her in a hug. ” i hope I’m not the one that has to buy you a new laptop.” The Girl with white hair swung at him as he jumped back, and she smiled as he looked surprised. “didn’t you miss me? oh, come on just a bit?” He tipped his head and grinned a cheeky smile. The girl laughed a sweet melody and she joked, ” not the tiniest bit, why are you so late anyways?” He walked apologetically by her side as they made their way out of the park. “Sorry, My mother wanted me to finish the dishes…my, you look cold, how long were you out here?”, he took off one of his layers of many coats and placed it on her. She wrapped it around herself tightly, ” Sadly, I got here about an hour early.” He grimaced as he realized she was shivering with a terrible shake. “goddess, come here love.” He rubbed her shoulders and she started to warm. “how about we go to the cafe near by?”, she nodded to his suggestion and they began there brisk walk to the cafe.
They entered the warm place with peachy cheeks and ordered two english toffee coffees with one jumbo cookie and sat down at a booth. They waited on their order to be made and when they were brought there usual, they began to talk about their plans for the party. ” So, I’ve been thinking do we want to make this big or small?” Her eyes sparkled with ambition. “with that look I’m guessing you want to make it big.” It wasn’t a question. Violet drank some of her coffee and smiled, “yeps, not to big but I want it to be nice and charming, besides my brother is going of to college I want him to remember us in a good way.” “wow, you really do care for him a lot.” “yes, even though we fight to often I care about him more then anyone else.” His eyes glistened in approval to her honesty, “I’m happy you asked me to help, so what part do I play in this plan of yours?” she clicked on her computer and showed him a page, that she typed up of things to do, “any of these that you can help with I’d be happy for, I have so much to do in a month.” “hey, whatever violet needs, she’ll get. You have so much on your plate, I’m really happy that you asked for any help at all. I mean you did just have your heart broken.” The happiness in the air faded away as soon as he mentioned of the week before. She had a pained expression on her pretty face. “Oh my Goddess…I’m so sorry, I forgot that your still a bit fresh.” Her smile came back forced, “no, no it’s all good, I’ve just been wallowing a bit, I mean there’s going to be pain after four years of having him…well let’s get back to the party plans.” She turned the screen so he could see and he looked it up and down. ” oh, I can definatley to some of these. Balloons will be easy and I can sure as hell give you some plates, I still have some from my graduation party.” She glistened in happiness, “that’s good that means all I need is the streamers, and would you happen to know any good bands around? I want to get him live music to make it more special.” Charlie thought hard about any bands that Violet’s brother may approve of. After looking through his contacts he stepped out for a bit and made a call. He came in and sat down with a light swing. “so party planner do you want to meet the Silver Millennium?” she nearly jolted with the pen in her mouth, after spitting out the pen in a gag she chugged a bit of the coffee to sooth her coughing. “What??!!!! Really?! you’ve got to be kidding me, that would be unbelievable.” His 23-year old eyes crinkled in joy, “well then grab your cookie and coffee and follow me.” He paraded her to the street and called a taxi, ” My cousin dated their drum player and at one point they asked me to sub for him in a gig. After that they said that I could call them anytime for a favor. They luckily were staying in a hotel nearby for recording.” Violet looked at Charlie with awe, “you played with silver millennium?! Charlie I never knew you played anything, what do you play?” He wiggled his eyebrows, ” the sexy guitar.” “Really, I hope you can play at the party too.” “oh… since you asked, I’ll even check with them if it’s okay to do that.” She smirked and hugged him, he at first was surprised but hug her back. “Charlie thanks, thanks for this especially but also still being my friend. I lost a lot of people since of the break-up.” He hid a frown and nodded. “No problem, you deserve it princess.”
The cab slowed at a hotel downtown next to a couple of restaurants, it was a bit shabby but as they walked into the entrance Violet noticed that the lobby was elaborate and fancy. “wow, I thought we were walking into a rundown apartment complex but this is so…” Charlie interrupted her nearly giggling, “smart?” she kept in a laugh, “yeah…” Charlie took her hand and pulled her to the elevator and dialed in floor thirteen. “thirteen? I thought no Hotel’s have a floor thirteen.” Charlie held in an even bigger fit of laughs, ” well when you meet SM you’ll figure the floor quite fits them.” He led the confused Violet into the elevator.
Minutes later they were walking into a dim hallway and could smell cinnamon coating the air in a daring scent combined with apples. “Seems like Robin’s cooking apple pie again. She always uses quite a generous amount of cinnamon.” Charlie walked over to the only door at the end of the hallway and knocked three knocks. Violet held in a breathe as she barely heard faint clacks towards the door. “hey it’s okay to breathe, you know that right?” Violet exhaled and she gave a play hit towards Charlie. The door opened with a female with dark ebony, short hair, pink pj’s with printed on bunnies, and she wore white bunny slippers. “oh, Charlie! what a surprise the boys didn’t tell me that you’d be here…My Goddess I’m still wearing my PJ’s, what a shame. When I get a hold of them I’m going to…” she paused as she saw Violet behind Charlie. “Well then who’s this? Now I’m not even going to be nice to those hooligans! dressed in PJ’s in front of someone I don’t even know yet. Quite the first impression, I’m must say. Hello, miss my name’s Robin. I’m the SM’s House keeper.” “Hi, I’m Violet.” Robin gave violet a short hug and started talking to Charlie. Violet examined the pair with genuine interest. Charlie had warmed cheeks with tints of red as Robin Hugged him. In her three years of knowing her brother’s friend she had never seen take an interest in anyone but with Robin he seemed to warm up. She smiled, they seemed a good match. Charlie with a hard to get to personality and Robin with what looked like a motherly openness. Robin looked near twenty five, which was only two years older then what Charlie was. She was a healthy skinny and maybe about four foot six and her dark brown hair hanged right under her ears. Charlie in comparison was very tall, near six foot two, he had short spiked bleached hair and wore a warm gray t-shirt under his other coat. He also wore a pair of dark blue denim pants. Violet took off Charlie’s coat and handed it to him, Robin smiled and pointed to the kitchen, ” Well seeing how the lazy bums are probably watching T.V. instead of getting up and saying Hi, you may help yourself to some apple pie and bud-light, then go join them. Their room is right down the hallway going out from the kitchen.” Charlie smirked, “Um…Robin would you happen to have anything else on drinks? Violet’s not even eighteen yet.” Robin blushed, “my, my, I’m so sorry I thought you were old enough, well sweety we have some juice in the fridge too just make sure not to get into the lemonade it has some vodka in it. Gosh, i could have sworn you were old enough, you’re so tall and you look so mature too.” Violet smiled and chuckled as she walked into the kitchen. She guessed that many have thought of her as older. She was nearly as tall as Charlie, about one more inch without the heals and she would be his height. At the moment though she wore 3-inch heals that made her appear to be six foot four. She loved her height but at times it made her feel self-conscious. Many people would ask if she considered modeling too, she was beyond the average pretty and she could walk graciously already like a scary night hunter. As she reached the kitchen counter her mouth watered to the irresistible smell of apples covered in a pastry with cinnamon syrup. She grabbed a plate from the counter and cut a slice with the knife left out next to the apple pie. After grabbing a fork also she went to the fridge and took some apple cider. Violet became a little nervous as she went into the hallway but after a few breathers she was calm and confident. She heard Sponge Bob Square Pant’s theme song playing and she nearly toppled over in her loss of balance. She knocked on the door and as she heard a deep voice reply, “come in.” she opened the door too a spacious den. The den was painted Black and had one wall fully made out of glass that looked out on to the city. It also had a gigantic T.V. that shown sponge bob and patrick trying to catch a jelly fish near Squidward’s house. The four men looked up at her and looked up and down at her. She was nearly disgusted but appreciated their interest in her appearance. She also thought of the fact that it’s not your average day when you meet a chick who has white silky long hair and a complete black outfit that cost her nearly half a year’s savings. The trench coat was a custom order and her pants were also custom made to fit her legs. They all waved and smiled, then one guy walked in behind her. “Move gazelle I got things to do and no time to stand and gawk.” She was surprised by his rudeness but was too taken back by the men at the L-shaped couch. The four grimaced at the man behind Violet, who shuffled by as she stepped aside. He wore square glasses that made his eyes look buggy and his outfit screamed my mom dresses me still but Violet didn’t feel like saying it out loud. He was considerably short, more short then even Robin and he hobbled away into a room connected to the living room. She then turned her attention back to the four men, one of them was still looking adgitated by the short man that had exited but put a smirk on his face as he talked to her, “don’t mind him, he’s a bit grumpy in the morning and a bit stuck up since he’s the ‘manager’…so what’s the name sweet-stuff?”She walked closer to the coach and started getting some goosebumps on the bare skin that showed through on her pants legs. ” Violet.”
“well, hello there Violet.” one of the older ones with glasses smiled at her. His name was George and he was their Drums, and the one that had supposedly dated Charlie’s sister. His glasses were more half circle and tinted a bit to give the glass a silver smoke color. He was still in his night wear, which was a dark blue fleece long sleeve with brown flannel checkered Pajama bottoms. George had a pair of hazel eyes and his hair was medium lengthed dirty blonde that had dips of dark brown on the tips. The one next to him was smaller framed and looked almost middle-schooler sized. He was skinny and wore the same out-fit but with different colors. His eyes were a golden yellow and the colors he wore were grey-blue for the top and navy blue for the the bottoms. He smiled shyly and said a faint, “Hi!” and looked back at the screen only to glance back at her secretly. George leaned up on him and swung an arm around the boy next to him, “This is Mark and he’s my little Bro, see we have the same hair. My name’s George, but you can call me Georgie, no just kidding but yeah welcome to our den.” Mark squirmed out of his hold and watched the screen intently as if he was to embarased by his brother’s attention. Violet did then notice that they were brothers not just by their hair but by how they both were in about the same outfits and how they both gave an akward grin off that could sets anyone’s heart askew with delight. Violet also noticed that there was a difference though, George seemed confident and Mark seemed to like to hide in his brother’s shadow. George spoke again, “Mark is about sixteen but he’s terribly good with the Piano we couldn’t help but snatch him, and I play the drums.”He grinned and the guy next to mark looked up at her through and up-side down stare and smiled, ” hmm, tu es belle, even when I am looking form here.” She blushed from his boldness for Violet had a cousin that took french and had told her that what he said meant ‘you are beautiful’. She smiled and he gave a skilled wink that seemed not to take any effort. Mark giggled, ” William, is the only time you use french when your flirting with girls?” William tossed a pillow at Mark who caught it and hugged it to himself playfully. Mark stuck his tongue out at William as he crossed his legs crisscross around the pillow. George smiled, “Yeah William over there is a big flirt but he’s very nice and good at massages, if you know what I mean. Hey, can you get my left shoulder please?” William grinned,”No thank you, besides last time I did that you called me gay.” William didn’t look french but he didn’t have hints of Brittan in his accent. He was tan and had Chestnut brown hair that was in curls, his hair also contained black spikes. He wore a white Tank top with Light blue flannel pants that hanged right near his ankles. He gave another wink towards violet then began to eat a toaster strudel. The three began to argue playfully again and seemed to be in their own world. Violet walked over to the last man on the couch. He was laying against his right elbow so that he was propped up to watch the T.V. and was able to eat what looked like scrambled eggs. His Hair was Ebony Black and had hints of Dark Brown in his hair. His Hair was styled long in the front with bangs that dipped over his eyes and some that hanged to his chin. He wore black flannel bottoms and had a black tank top over what seemed pale porcelain skin that carved into muscle toned arms and shoulders. In definition there wasn’t even a god who could have carved such a captive face and attitude he sat there almost unattentive to Violet but as soon as she was staring into his dark red tinted brown eyes he gulped down a bite of his eggs and gazed at her red lips almost as if to ask if he could steal a kiss. His lips were more a pale pink and He put down his fork to smile at her. “Hi…” He seemed to stumble around the very simple word. She grinned, Violet pointed at the end of the couch,….
will write more later. <3 sorry at the moment I haven’t gotten to the interesting stuff
-love, pain, smiles, tears, and so much more. I use this page to let go of bitter and sweet and that i think is all I will use it for.
