The House Of Immortality

*Sighs.* Not everyone, just those who hate her. *Sighs again and follows Giselle.* *Yells from a branch in a tree outside.* Go away! I don't want you saying I did something when I didn't again! Need help, Giselle? Because you might p***her off again if you're not careful, but I know what'll make her calm down a bit... Maybe...

Alice in wonderland. the old animated version. <3 yessss.

You're just saying that to get me down! I'm not coming down! *Sighs.* Yeah, clever, just contradict what you said earlier. *Rolls eyes.* *Walks outside.* Damn, I can hear Abby all the way from my room! What the hell's going on? Giselle pretty much assumed that Abby did so ething to annoy Roje and now Abby's p***ed off. *Looks to Giselle.* Did you ask Abby what happened before you made assumptions?

Cool!

Not for Jeremy, it wasn't, it was a serious relationship that he was determined to make last forever, until you left, that is :/ *Sighs.* Oh well! It was fun while you two lasted and that's the important bit, right?

Woah woah! Calmed down! I'm just saying t'is all! DX

Ok, whatever, just... Don't bite my head off or anything :S

I-I. *takes a series of deep breaths then closes her eyes* Im done. with. today. You can take care of this sh*t because i can't deal with it right now. *walks off and slams the door behind her*
geeze Giselle. :S moody much?

I won't. *walks off*
At least she stays quiet most of the time. In my head I mean.

O.O Yipes... Two moody Jeremy exes :S *Sighs.* Fine, I'll do it, but she'll need to deal with ifrom now on -_- *Climbs up in the tree to talk to Abby.* Yeeeaah, I'm just gonna, you know, go... Goodnight!

Hey Rae, I can get a repost if you want. Or not if you don't want to bother.

can you repost? i should take a break from cleaning anyways.

Paisley Liddell; She had been staring at the bubbles forming from the jets in the hot tub when he asked her the old question, how old are you? "Umm, I have been alive for a while..." She said with a smile, before laughing and shaking her head, "No, but really. I think it's been about one hundred and fifty six years so far? My birthdays in a couple of days, if i remember correctly, though, so then ill be one hundred and fifty seven." She smiled and returned the question, "And how old are you, Will? Old enough to have a kid, so i assume older than twenty... unless you're one to have children at a very young age..."

Now wait just a second here. "157?" Will echoed. That was... Ok, so maybe it wasn't reasonable to worry about her age. Even if she looked really young. That was crazy. "Like, in human years?" Still trying to comprehend that. Just because he had wings - which were now hung over the side of the hot tub drying - didn't mean that he believed supernatural creatures were real. Yes, this place was advertised for taking them in but he was still skeptic!

Right. Ok. So maybe she was... Huh. "Wow. That's really something..." Right, so now it was his turn. "I'm 26." It seemed rather unimpressive now. "So I guess I am the type to have kids young seeing as Kirk is 10." Yeah, now he felt like the kid. Well, his body was still older at least. That didn't really help though.

Paisley Liddell; She covered up her mouth with her hand to hide the smile that had appeared on her face. She had never really had any friends, other than the ones in her imagination, and they all knew of her age. She expected him to be a little freaked out, but not like that! "Yes, in human years, though im permanently sixteen, due to the vanpire changing me at sixteen. Im frozen like this forever..." She sighed and listened to him continue. When he told her that he was twenty six and Kirk was ten, her eyebrows raised a bit, "A child at sixteen in this century? maybe in medieval times, sure. But wow... I-Im not trying to be offensive or anything, but it's truly interesting... What made you want to have a kid so young?"

This wasn't a question he was really sure he wanted to answer. But it was nice knowing she wasn't actually that young. Though it was weird knowing she was so much older. But he'd worry about that later when he was alone. "Yeah... I didn't mean to actually. I was dating his mom and we had a bit of fun one night. And she must have gotten pregnant then. But I left her before either of us knew. He just found me about a month ago," Will explained.

Come to think of it, he still didn't know exactly what had happened to Kate. Maybe he'd talk to Kirk about it. You know, if he could find him and get him talking. He'd tried to do so on the way here but no luck. He'd just brushed it off and found some way to bring up something else.

gtg

Zack Wilson; He felt a piece of something hit his hand that was holding up his cheek, and he instantly snapped back into reality. "W-What?" He asked Abby as he awoke, a bit confused as to where he was or who he was. After a couple of seconds, though, he snapped out of it and sighed. Again, he had fallen asleep doing his lame homework. Who wanted to solve math problems or read for English class anyways? "Sorry, Abby. I'm just really tired." Peering down at his schoolwork, he noticed that he had only done half of a math problem before apparently dozing off. Great. He wasn't nearly done with his homework and Abby was totally mad at him. "What's wrong, Abby?" he asked, concerned that her and Giselle had gotten into a fight, or he had done something to make her angry at him. Either way, she was angry. Though, with her, that wasn't really anything new...

Suzie Sylvester; A smile couldn't help but spread across her lips as she watched the emotional reunion of Logan and his mother. She was so adorable! Then she pulled Suzie into a hug, and she tried to hug her back, though it came across as somewhat awkward because of the sleeping Linette. Suzie replied with an 'You're welcome' and when Logan gestured for her to go inside, she walked slowly, taking in all of the new surroundings. She hadnt seen a new place in a long while, and it fascinated her to see that the house seemed to be trapped in the years of Logan's childhood. All of the decor was a few years outdated, though the electronics and appliances were shiny and new. Suzie turned around to look at Logan with a smile, "It's a lovely house, Logan. You were lucky to grow up in a place like this." She walked up the creaky stairs and all the way to the end of the hallway, like he had said, and she couldn't help but let out a quiet chuckle as she saw Logan's old room. It was... cute, if he was still about seven years old. "You seemed like an interesting kid, babe. Lots of artwork." She took a seat on his old bed and let out a sigh as Linette began to move about, though she was still sleeping.

Paisley Liddell; Ahh, the wonders of life, eh? Paisley smiled a bit and looked down at her hands submerged in the warm water, the bubbles making them appear deformed. "It's amazing how he found you... I mean, not to be offensive, but I don't feel as if the mom told your son very much information about you... Did she?" She couldn't just assume things like that, but when young moms were put into situations like that, they usually wanted the children for themselves. Very rarely did they ever contact the father for anything other than money. Especially if the dad wasn't too present during the pregnancy and everything. Or at least that's what Paisley picked up from the public media. She usually learned most of her knowledge of the modern world through newspapers, tv shows, and magazines. Very rarely did she talk to people. Maybe an overheard conversation would also teach her a thing or two, but very rarely would she make contact with another person. It wasn't her favorite thing to do. She enjoyed her imaginary friends much better. Though Will was a lovely person to talk to also.

Mandie Anderson; It had already been a day since Nadine had taken Mandie to the hospital, and she already hated it here. It just reminded her of the horrid night she spent with her parents, listening to the doctor tell her and her brother that their beloved mom and wonderful dad had died at the fault of an idiotic drunk driver. He sounded so casual about it too, like their lives hadn't changed one bit at that moment. All of the memories flooding her thoughts made her head hurt, and she set down her book on the side table, covering her mouth to cough again. She had stopped coughing up blood, and she wasn't puking anymore, but her throat still hurt like hell and she was still a bit above the normal temperature. 'Why didn't I go to the doctors earlier?' she thought to herself, sighing because she had finally realized how stupid it had been to think that a 101.5 degree temperature would just go away after a cold shower and some over the counter medication.

Trent Anderson; He stepped inside a couple of steps, though he didn't get comfortable. He wasn't planning on staying for very long. Max thought that he was going to get a glass of water, and if he was gone for too long, then he would start wondering where he ran off to. "Um, Henry? My mom is sick... She was coughing up weird stuff a couple of days ago, and then our cousin Nadie took her to the hospital. And she's there now." Though what Trent didn't know was that Nadine's 'friend' was Henry's brother. Of course, Trent had only met Brady a total of zero times, but he had heard Nadine talking to Mandie about Brady's 'crazy brother', while he was playing in his room. He was too young, though, to put two and two together, and he surely was too young to understand the concept of his mom dating her cousin's fiance's brother. It was a complicated situation, that Trent didn't know about, and probably didn't even care about. All he cared about was telling Henry about his mom before he began to worry about her or something.

Max Anderson; He jokingly frowned and looked down at his feet, "I'm sorry, Miss Rolodex. I would love to give you the ball back, but I'm afraid it's stuck to my hand!" His voice raised as the sentence progressed, and he held out the ball in one hand, making it as realistic looking as he could, acting as if it was actually stuck to his hand. "Would you please help me get it off?" His face turned into that of a puppy dog's, and he slumped his shoulders, acting as if he was legitimately depressed about the basketball being stuck to his hand. "Maybe then I'll let you shoot it?"

Nadine Anderson; After she had felt as if she was there for long enough, she threw the cigarette butt on the ground and squished it into the concrete with the toe of her boot. Pulling her phone out of her jeans pocket, she checked the time and exclaimed, "Sh*t!" when she realized that Brady would be home soon, which made her worry that he could spot her smoking. And of course she didn't want him to find out about it. She almost jumped up from the chair and ran inside, and she didn't stop until she got down the hall from her room. She spotted Brady from a distance, and she smiled as she approached him, her hands gripping the pack of cigarettes and the lighter tightly so that they didn't fall out of her sweatshirt pocket. "Hey," she said as she walked up next to him, standing on her toes to press a kiss to his cheek. "Long time, no see, stranger." her smile warped into a slight smirk as she pulled out one of her hands to open up the door to her room, leaving it open after she walked inside so that Brady could follow her inside. "Off of work early?" she asked as she walked over to the dresser on her wall and faced her back to him as she slipped her little secret into her underwear drawer, making sure that he couldn't see anything she was putting in there.

Paisley's birthday is the 4th and Suzie's is the 16th. just putting that here so ill actually remember it. lol. i feel like I'll forget. :S