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Natalie Marie
Okay, well I was bored in school one day, and I started writing a little story. My friend then told me that November is a month were you're supposed to write a story (about 5000 words long or something like that). I'm just bored, and listening to the Spill Canvas, so that's probably why this is a little warped xDD NATALIE MARIE A cold breeze nipped softly at Spencer's cheeks as he twiddled his thumbs. The young man took a slight pause in his twiddling, pulling the checkered scarf tighter around his neck. "Where is she...?" Spender spoke to himself, teeth chattering, a trail of white breath leaving his lips. "I'm right here, Spencer," A giggle errupted from Natalie's throat as Spencer jumped, turning around so his grey eyes could rest upon her. "Speak of the Devil..." Spender teased softly, letting out a small laugh of his own. His lips rested on Natalie's cheek for a moment, before he pulled back, frowning. "Aren't you cold?" There was a moment's pause as they both peered down, noting Natalie's odd clothes. The teen wore little more than an old pair of ripped blue jeans, a t-shirt, and a pair od greying Chucks. Natalie glanced to Spencer. He, on the other hand, was bundled up quite nicely. A black hoodie, tight, dark-blue jeans, a scarf, and fingerless gloves. Natalie shrugged, the t-shirt hugging her slender frame. "No." Yeah, that's all I have right now. It's late and I'm feeling oddly lazy xD |
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