The House Of Immortality

Yeah, something like that, but with a bit more panic when Holland tests positive

Yeah, exactly. So, I should probably start, right?

Mhmm ^_^ Abby's will just be sleeping. Whether she's sleeping with Holland or in her own room it's up to you.

I think I'll be staying up late tonight. Gravity (The movie) freaked me out :S

It doesn't help that I've got glow-in-the-dark starts on my ceiling >.<

Poor Wolfie But welcome to my world; the night

I don't like the night. It's dark, like space :S And linz said she'd type something up for Holland but that was over an hour ago! DX

Aww Huggles?

*Nods.* Huggles would be appreciated. And rp.

*huggles* Eh, I'll try, no promises though. Who?

It was my birthday in less than a week and I had no idea what was gonna happen. I hadn't really planned a party because I'd been too caught up in life, and I hadn't heard anything from my sister and boyfriend. One thing I did know, though, was that, as soon as I turned 18, I was legally old enough to adopt! Woop woop! Ever since Kyle and I started getting serious, I had told myself I wanted two children, one adopted and one biologically ours and now I was old enough to complete half of that little dream! I hadn't actually talked to Kylie Kyle much about kids and adoption, though, so I decided I'd tell him about it today... Once he woke up, that is. At first I was patient, mostly because I had to wait for my medication to kick in, but then my patience ran out. Moving to sit on top of my boyfriend, I rested my hands on his chest and leaned in close to his face. "Kyyyle. Kyyyyyyyyylllllle!" I think I sounded like a wailing cat - ugh, I hated cats - but oh well, whatever woke him up! "KYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLE!"

Nightmares had been plaguing Luna's dreams for weeks now. It wasn't uncommon but, unlike her old dreams which mostly consisted of flashback from her days as Subject R9K, these newer dreams were all about that scary guy that tried to kidnap her and put her in a dome of ice - the guy tuat looked like Jack but wasn't Jack. It scared her so much that she often woke up, tears running down her cheeks as the electric current flowed across her body like a tesla ball. Tonight was no different, except this time she had had enough of crying in the night by herself. Tonight, she got out of bed, grabbing the rubber blanket - a terrifying reminder of that night but at least it kept people safe - pulling it over herself. Tiny footsteps made their way out of the bedroom door and into the next room where she snuggled in between the two sleeping adults, burying her tear-stricken face into her 'Dad''s shirt as she sobbed.

Take your pick. These are the least romantic ones I have at the mo.

Thank you ^_^

Jack: The light from outside woke me up slightly, and I wondered if it was Pitch again. When I felt the weight shift on the bed, I realised it was Luna. When I felt my pyjama top dampening I frowned. She was crying. I had heard her a couple of nights ago when I had been unable to sleep, but I didn't want to move and wake Alex up. Instinctively, I reached down and softly and slightly sleepily stroked her hair to soothe and calm her.

Holland: Waking up wasn't planned until a later time, the sun barely coming through the window curtains. However, the splitting headache I was feeling was even more unwelcome than the early rise. Turning over onto my back, Abby's arm draped over my waist, I raised my hands and rubbed my temples. Was I drinking last night? No, I couldn't have been. I don't recall drinking anything. Turning my head, I locked my eyes on Abby's gorgeous face and smiled slightly, despite how crappy I felt. It was pretty great knowing that I will had something people looked for, because at my age Abby shouldn't even be thinking about me. She was just out of being trapped by the rule of her parents, she didn't need somebody older than her parents, yet she chose to allow me into her life. A wonderful surprise, and definitely welcome. I wave of nausea hit me and my smile faded instantly, replaced by a look of discomfort I can imagine. I sat up, gently laying Abby's arm on the mattress so I didn't wake her before I was hit with another wave. Groaning internally, afraid of waking Abigail, I leaned over the side of the bed and grabbed the discarded shirt form last night, sliding it on to keep myself semi decent. I couldn't find my bra, anyway.

I slid out of bed and instantly regretted the decision, my stomach seemed to be causing a fit. Maybe it was the flu? If it was the flu, I had to keep Abby at arms length because I didn't want her sick. Where could I have gotten the flu from anyway? And that didn't really make any sense, it wasn't exactly flu season. Wait... Morning, dizziness and nausea, sounds like that time I was for sure I was pregnant. I was young and very dumb, in my first and only relationship with a boy, and this couldn't possibly be that. I couldn't be...

I rushed towards the bathroom, feeling the urge to get sick though I wasn't sure exactly what was happening. It wasn't possible, was it? Thinking back, I suppose it was just about the right time to experience these things, but she couldn't possibly get me pregnant, that's not how basic anatomy worked. It was anatomy, right? I was never any good in high school at the science field. I sat down with my back against the wall, my eyes roaming the bathroom in slight disgust. I really needed to redecorate, didn't I? That was he least of my worries right now, but the nausea had subsided slightly after sitting down. I should probably tell Abby, but how do I break this sort of news to my girlfriend? It was a sort of thing reserved for hetero couples, she'd think I was crazy. Then again, by some sort of crazy way, things happen around here without explanation.

I stood, putting my hair up into a messy bun atop my head, and exited the bathroom. Once I reached the bed I climbed beneath the covers again and snuggled into Abby's side, ignoring the pain in my head along with the dizziness that was taking hold. "Abigail? I need to ask you a favor..." I skimmed my fingers up her side and pressed my lips to her jaw gently. "I think you might need to be a little prepared for what I'm going to ask though..."

O.o Biiiiig post!

I'll reply later because I actually have to go to college for stuff this morning, hence the early wake up call.

I didn't really like being called Abigail, nor did I like being woken up at stipid-o-clock or, well, any clock for that matter, but I made an exception for Holland. Besides, if waking up meant I'd get more kisses then I was totally up for being early bird!

The first sound to escape my mouth was a mixture of a groan and a 'Hm', as I tried to surface from my dreamless sleep. Eventually my eyes opened to the dimly lit room around me, which I could see pretty sell thanks to my enhaced senses. For a moment I just stayed like that, letting Holland kiss my jaw just a little bit more as my brain started to function again, then I tilted my girlfriend's head up with two fingers under the chin so that our lips met. The kiss didn't last as long as I had liked it to, but I figured Holland had something important to say if I had to get 'Prepared'. What that meant I had no idea, but I figured it'd be one of those serious situations where sitting up was required. A little reluctantly, I did just that, sitting up and pulling my side of the covers up to my chest - if I couldn't get a free show this morning, neither could my girlfriend.

"Alright, I'm prepared." I told her as I look down into those weird blue speckled eyes, my voice hoarse from not using it for hours. "What's this favor you need to ask of me, beautiful?" I think she had figure that she already had me wrapped around her finger... Unless she wanted food, then she could stop being lazy and get her own damn food!

Apparently I had time so... Tra da!

Holland: Honestly, I felt kinda had for waking her. I mean, perhaps this could wait until a later time when she was more likely to hear me correctly, and less likely to fade in and out of consciousness due to the straight out of sleep conversation. She still woke though, without any real denial of this early call for her to rise, and I wasn't even sure what sort of noises she was making but I knew that I genuinely thought they were adorable. Needless to say, I thought lots of things Abigail did was adorable, and some of those things switched from adorable to downright sexy in the right moment, but I wasn't thinking clearly right now. I needed to tell her what was going on.

She sat up, leaving me laying back on the bed, and made sure to block my view with the covers. I was slightly disappointed, but it's that which got us in this mess in the first place. I harnessed my feelings of disappointment and lifted my hands to rub my temples again, my head hurting just trying to think about how to explain this to her. What I was feeling, and what I think we might've done. "Abby..."

How do you explain that you think your girlfriend got you pregnant? You don't exactly get to see those sorts of things in movies or famous literature. I don't think anyone ever has been in this position. Another wave of nausea passed over me and I sighed. "I know it might sound crazy, because it really is crazy, but I think we might be in a little mess here. I think I might be pregnant... It's perfect timing from the first time we ever slept together, I'm definitely not feeling healthy right now and it's all pretty well out together symptoms of what pregnancy is supposed to feel like. I guess I'm asking if you'll go to the drugstore with me to grab a box of tests..." In case this happens again, I don't want to ask her any favors in my craziness, she might think I'm a downright lunatic.

I spots a Britt and a Scampi ^_^

haii going through annoying orientation even though ik what to do

I had orientation today too! I filled out a form, met my classmate and tutor (They're all adults!) and got my timetable which, besides getting the teacher who always thinks she's right when she's actually wrong, is pretty cool because I only have college on Wednesdays and Fridays!

Oh hey Busy sorting out these pictures

I thought I signed up for Psychology. Apparently I signed up for letters:

DGD
SDBP
RM1
CBP

I have no idea what these mean! DX The only classes I understand are Sociology and Tutorial! DX

Rooms maybe?

*DGS

Definitely not rooms because rooms are written underneath. I'm guessing CHP stands for Cognitive-Behavioural Psychology but the others... Oh! RM! Research Methods! Oh gosh, that means I'm stuck with the teacher who almost messed up my Research Methods stuff this year! Nooo! DX

I've almost got all of the photos for this challenge