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  <pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2003 01:25:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Continued fic</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She could still taste the sweet taste of the coffee that they had together at the small cafe as she arrived at the tall building stopping in her pace her dark eyes darting around a few times before entering the building feeling the cool breeze from the air conditioning fan which made a low hum in the silent building making her way up the steps, thinking only of one thing, him he had seemed to be planted inside of her head the last few days that&apos;s all she could of thought about and the feeling of regret twisted and taunted her stomach from not getting a number from him with a long sigh escaping her lips she came to the room in which the lecture was being held the door opening with a swift movement of her hand her piercing eyes landing on a few of the people she then saw him, her breath nearly catching in her throat..no, it couldn&apos;t be..it was Joah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class seemed to flow on and on the clock on the wall slowly ticking away as she wanted this class more than ever to come to an end hearing the teacher finally say those words &quot;I will see you all next week&quot; was like heaven as she couldn&apos;t stand up more quickly, quietly calming herself as she watched Joah for a while before making her way outside,purposly waiting until he passed as she yelled out softly &quot;Hey! Joah!&quot; jogging up to him until she was at his side, he turned around to face her greeting her with a dashing smile &quot;Hey, Alina, right?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Right, We met at the cafe, I didn&apos;t know you took the night school here.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Only this class, I&apos;ve always wanted to study English.&quot; Alina nearly seemed to stare but stopped herself as she listened intently to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s good seeing you again, I would have took your number but you left so suddenly..&quot; Her voice drifted a little as her gaze seemed to lock with his, almost lost in his gaze and never wanting to return to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yeah,sorry about that, You want to go do something right now? I know a pretty good Diner a block away from here,if you are interested.&quot; He asked in a polite tone with another smile, as Alina simply nodded, Could this guy be for real? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They shared a plate of fries together as they shared there life&apos;s, she had found out nearly everything about this Joah, even his last name which was, Hayes, strangely familiar though she only shrugged it off in her mind, He was too interesting to worry about anything, She never mentioned her mother partly because she didn&apos;t want to bring the mood down to a complete low though, it was about to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You live with your family?&quot; Joah asked bringing a fry to his lips and taking a small bite as he studied her face noticing her smile drop just a fraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No, actually live with my roommate in an apartment just a few blocks away.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It must be good living on your own, feels free huh?, No parents telling you what to do, I&apos;m sure your Mom and Dad do that still, hm?&quot; He asked with a hint of laughter in his voice, as Alina only smiled faintly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;My Dad sometimes does, But..My Mom, she, Um..died when I was just a little girl.&quot; Her throat tightened just a bit, as she sank back into the seat of the booth, as Joah felt like a complete fool as he ran a hand through his dark strands of hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m sorry Alina..&quot; Alina simply gave a shake of her head to that, a faint smile tugging at the side of her lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Cassidy Jenner will always live on, especially in my world.&quot; She spoke her mothers name almost heavenly with a slight smile, but the look on Joah&apos;s face could have broken ice as he quickly fumbled with his pocket pulling out a few dollars, the name had disturbed him in and she noticed very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Um, Alina I have to go, I remembered I have something to do,You have my number, call me..&quot; He couldn&apos;t have said it quicker as he gave her a small smile, moving out the diner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Alina was left slumped in her seat, the only thought in her head, Did..that just happen?</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2003 17:39:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>This is a fan fic which i&apos;m starting on, it&apos;s kinda been in my mind for a while, the basic story line is of a girl brought up strictly but there&apos;s always been something different about her, she meets a guy, girl meets boy, blah, blah you know the story they fall in love but she finds out her one love in life is actually her enemy and his family was part of her mothers killing, I won&apos;t give it all away just read and you&apos;ll find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From the very first time I opened my eyes at birth, I knew something was different it was when I was 5 when my Mother used to teach me the lessons between good and evil she could rest me in her lap and tell me fairy tales and how they used to end Happily Ever After the evil would be defeated in the depths of the darkness and I used to believe it a gleeful smile and listen to her heartbeat through her chest as I rested my head upon her and fell into a deep sleep knowing everything was going to end Happily Ever After but I was foolish to see..it wasn&apos;t going to be that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Soft steps padded downstairs, the 7 year old child quizzical facial features as she watched her father rush towards the door yelling to her &quot;STAY BACK ALINA!&quot; as she was shot back a little against the stairs her brow knitted in a terrified way as she watched her father move into the living room, that&apos;s when she saw it, blood stained floor dark hazel eyes shooting wide open, the voice of her father heard again &quot;ALINA! I SAID STAY BACK! GO TO YOUR ROOM!&quot; a trembled scream left her lips as she saw her Mothers motionless body sprawled across the wooden living room floor, she felt her heart almost stop the color from her face draining, as her father sputtered out with a shaky crying voice &quot;ALINA! NOW!&quot; she couldn&apos;t move her mouth slightly parted as she dashed towards the stairs and up to her room, the sounds of police sirens moving outside, as her small body curled up in the tight closet shaking with fear..as she clutched her favourite bunny teddy to her chest......&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beeeeep, Beeeeeep, A hand reached over to the screeching alarm clock hitting it a few times before actually getting it, hearing it stop she rolled over onto her back her hand coming to her face rubbing it a few times a heavy sigh moving out through her lips, as heavy eyelids fluttered open, the 20 year old Alina now laying in her apartment bed her dark hazel eyes darting around the room, before deciding it was best to get up, rolling over letting her bare feet touch the wooden floor as she pushed herself up swiftly moving towards the kitchen her eyes falling upon her early risen roommate who greeted her with a warm smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Morning Alina.&quot; She said it almost an annoying cheery voice, as Alina made a slight face moving towards the fridge and collecting the OJ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;And I see you are the cheery mood again Claire, As always&quot; She teased to her with a slight smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s good to start like this, it brings you better fortune for the day.&quot; Alina gave a slight roll of her dark eyes &quot;Hey! don&apos;t roll your eyes at me, and get dressed you&apos;ll be late for class.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yeah, Yeah, I&apos;m on it.&quot; She watched Claire walk out, as she gave her a slight smile taking a sip of the cool refreshed Orange juice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Just remember, Read chapter 21 for next class and you will get through the next test easier.&quot; The screeches of chairs were heard as the students made there way almost quickly out the door in relief, as Alina collected her papers from her desk the woman watching her for a second before speaking up &quot;Alina,  may I speak with you for a moment?&quot; Alina quirked a brow upwards, just ready to leave out the door as she made her way over to the desk, the woman looking her over with a friendly smile &quot;Your last paper really moved me, but..you never answered who inspired you to write something like that..&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Alina became silent her soul sinking down a little &quot;My mother, actually.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ah, She helped you with this?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;...I guess you could say that.&quot; She answered rather meekly, a faint smile tugging at the side of her lips.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well, it has earned you an A, I&apos;m proud of you Alina you have really showed a lot of effort in this class, perhaps you would want to join my evening class, it&apos;s for much older, mature students but with this type of work I am willing to let you in.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Alina blinked a little as she stuttered a little &quot;I-I&apos;d love to, Thank you..I really appreciate that..&quot; A wider smile lit up her features as she moved towards the door twisting the door knob a few times before turning back to her. &quot;Thanks again..&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;And she said that?&quot; Claire said with a doubtful tone as she took a sip of the hot drink in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yeah, I really thought I was doing bad in her class.&quot; She laughed a little to herself as she turned around slowly her body hitting another as the hot liquid spilling over the persons jacket as she let out a surprised gasp &quot;Hey! wat-..&quot; Her eyes then fell upon the person, a advrage build man with whispfull dark hair much like her own as she smiled a little at her stupid comment that she had just given him, cursing herself in her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hey, it&apos;s alright, these things happen.&quot; He answered with a slight chuckle reaching for some napkins and wiping himself down, as Alina laughed a little nervously running a hand through her shoulder length raven hair &quot;But, really, I&apos;m sorry..I could buy you a coffee if you want..make up for that..&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They talked for a little while, while drinking there coffee as Claire just watched them with a devious smirk on her lips knowing what was happening she simply nodded towards Alina &quot;I&apos;ll see you later hun, Have fun..&quot; She winked towards her with that same smirk leaving, as A gave a little roll of her eyes almost trying not to laugh as the guy named as Joah rubbed his neck a little almost nervously &quot;I guess I should go, I have a lot of work, but..thank you, Alina.&quot;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s no problem, nice meeting you..&quot; She answered almost dreamily as he shot her a dashing smile leaving the small cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fairy tale had begun..</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2003 19:33:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Short drabble.</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Time ticks by it seems like forever ago that you made your last wish on the falling star and the dream you last dreamt was the last dream you would have, As your arms grasp around the body laying next to to, feeling there heart beat through the clutch of your hand, as you wait for the final hours to dawn upon you. You think of your life and how it has turned out, your first steps, your first words, the way your mother used to cradle you to sleep whenever you were scared of the dark dreams which filled your head, your first day of high school when you felt so smaller than the other kids and you just wanted to go home, your first love, your first kiss, your last prom night, now it all seemed such a dream, laying here wishing for a miracle to happen your body clutched against your love in life, as you wait for the final seconds to come tears brim in your eyes, but you don&apos;t cry you only pray for them to stop and go back to your life which you lived all them years, but you know it&apos;s not going to be like that, not no more you whisper to the loved one &quot;...I love you.&quot;, And then it ends.   </description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2003 00:04:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I see a girl in the mirror, I wish she&apos;d go away.&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s full of broken promises and broken dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Her strength is mearly gone and her mind is slowly going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl in the mirror, I wish she&apos;d go away.&lt;br /&gt;Her heart is as black and bruised and she only says &quot;go away&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;She sits alone in her room and stares upon the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl in the mirror, I wish she&apos;d go away.&lt;br /&gt;She keeps on telling me that she&apos;s lonley and she wants to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Her past is dark so is her future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl in the mirror, I wish she&apos;d go away.&lt;br /&gt;For I will never turn to this girl, for this girl is my dark soul.&lt;br /&gt;This girl, will never take over me.</description>
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