Currently Black and Gold is set after Edward and Bella have met, and he has just got home. The pack at the moment are non-existent and Sam is the only one so far to have transformed. Things shall move on, as and when threads are done. Characters we are currently looking for are the Denali clan, any member of the pack and students at Forks High School. If you are interested in any of them, we urge you to sign up and join in with the site. Characters we are currently not accepting, are any original vampires – excluding Volturi vampires – or werewolves, as it goes against the story that we are following. They shall open up as the story develops.
DATE »» January 2006
WEATHER »» cloudy, rainy, it's Forks
THREADS »» one, two & three
KATIE NATASHA
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Angela sighed and flopped down on the couch, grateful to be free from school. It was a terror already since she was foced to be Lauren's lab partner and heard verey detail of her nasty fight with Tyler the day before. That girl motormouthed her way through half the period, giving Angela a mirgraine. Luckily it was raining. She would have no reaosn to invite anyone over to bug her further into insanity. Ben was out of school with the flu, so she thought to send him some soup or something, but she changed her mind the moment she saw the splats of rain on the windows.
All she wanted to was to be free, but no, mom and dad had to go to a church meeting and leave her alone with the twin terrors. They couldn't even get a babysitter so she could visit Ben. She missed him during school, and now she was stuck with ther brothers. How lovely for a Friday evening. In a huff, Angela pulled a book off the coffee table and cuddled under a blanket on the couch.
The book that Angela held in her hands was worn out and tearing at the seams, but she couldn't help but read it over again. She wanted to remind herself of Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth Bennet. It took her away form her real love life and how it came a bit short of Jane Austen's love interests. Literally. Angela rubbed her temples with her free hand. She still felt the pains of stooping so Ben could feel tall next to her. But, people could still tell she towered over him.
Why is it that she ended up with the shortest man on the planet? Sure, she was no tower, but compared to Ben she was the Empire States Building. Angela pouted to the rain, thinking this over. She liked Ben a lot. He was smart and shy and sweet...but short. Really short.
Ignoring the shouts emitting frm the other room, the irritated girl opened the book to the first page, delving deep into the story. She winced when she heard a pot crash to the ground, and then a squeal. It was her brothers at it again. Angela did not look up from her book, deciding their mother could deal with them later. But she wouldn't, not during her Darcy time.
Another crash, a scream, and that was it. Angela threw down the book and walked to the kitchen door, opening it calmly. She was not a screamer by nature because she tended to be shy and meek, but the two trouble makers got on her last nerve. The girl stood frozen in the doorway, observing her two baby brothers running around the kitchen. Pots were donned on their head like helmets, and they carried a mop and a broom for weapons. It was all made it hard for Angela not to laugh.
"You guys!" she moaned in exasperation, throwing her hands in the air, "Stop messing around like that! You could hurt yourselves! I swear, you are such children to be doing stuff like this." Angela shoeed them out, confinscating their armor and swords. She glared at them while they shuffle to their rooms, muttering along the way. Angela merely sighed and put the stuff back where it belonged. The she went down the same hallway to apologze for being mean.
Mr. Darcy would just have to wait a minute.
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