~Is this it?~ *Private Roleplay bewteen Mooniepie (me) and Scoobi72*

She opened her eyes, and stopped singing, in her mind. "Griffen...?" she questioned.

" Yes " he said. He was confuzed why she had stoped singing he liked it it was nice. He wondered if she could sing rock songs oh well.

She looked at a rock on the ground. "No, I do not sing rock, I sing anything but that... And I'm sorry I ran, earlier..." she thought, in reply.

" its ok can you com here a sec." he said to her in a mind message.

She got up, and ended up behind him. "Yes?" she said aloud.

He turned and said " sorry im mad at you cause..." his voice trailed off. he took her by the hand and dragged her inside the building. " Ceala?" he said in his mind. he didnt want anyone to hear him.

Ceara followed close behind him. "Hmm?" she replied, in her mind. She now led him, down a long dark hallway, that looked like it had never been used. They were now in a dark room. She turned on the very dim light in the corner. "OK. This is better." she continued to say, in her mind.

" Will you be my girl..." his vioce trailed off oce moore he just couldnt get it out of his mouth. He sat on the floor and slapped him on the head.

"Girl..." she said, looking at him. "Friend?" she questioned. She wasn't nervous, for a first.

" i dont know im just a big chicken." he said laying on the floor looking up at the ceiling he was a chicken he was an idiot for not saying but they hadnt been through anything he barely knew her. mabe later on he would ask her who knew.

She nodded. "Ok..." she said, slowly. Then she heard the bell ring. "I don't want to go to class..." she said to herself in her mind.

NAME: Damon
GENDER: Male
AGE: 16
GRADE: 10th
DESCRIPTION: Black hair, green eyes, pale skin.
SECRET: Vampire
OTHER: He's new to this school, and he's Ceara's cousin.
Mooniepie

NAME: Jasmin
GENDER: Female
AGE: 18
GRADE: 12th
DESCRIPTION:Black, straight hair, Sapphire blue eyes, pale skin, thin.
SECRET: Vampire, *former singer/model* *had to be random*
OTHER: She is Damon's sister, and Ceara's cousin.
Mooniepie

(I gtg... Sorry. Continue tomorrow...?)

" nether do i." he said to her. Well... come here Ceala." he said slowely he wanted something to happen that he could conceal omn then he would ask her to be his girl friend.

((Sure ))

Ceara looked at him. She crawled over to where he was, and then layed on her back, next to him. "Yes?" she questioned, looking over at him.

He just sat there woried about what might happen in this room. He felt a warm glow when she talked to him. He liked her very much but just couldnt say it to her face. his mind wasnt saf as long as he was around her.

Ceara heard her cellphone ring. she pulled it out, and looked at what it said. It was the same person from last week. She didn't know who it was, and felt rather worried about it. She closed her phone, and put it away, and tried to act like nothing happened.

" Who was that if you dont mind me asking?" griffen said very polietly. He used to go to england often and loved playing a gentalmen. He laid there anawair that it was probabley his brother Taylorn playing tricks. His brother was wanted in England for treason so he came to America to escape that.

"I don't know... They've only been texting and probably stalking me for the past week and a half..." she said, looking up at the cieling. She let out a soft, meloncholy sigh.

" I bet you its someone i know." he said to Ceara. He was pretty sure it was Taylorn. " May i see your phone?" he said. He was going to call the person who keept stalking her.

"Uhh... Yeah. Sure." she pulled it out, and looked at it for a second. The phone cover was black with little skulls, with hearts for eyes, with a little red bow. She giggled very quietly and handed it over. "Here." she said.

" Thank you." he pressed a few buttons and got to text messages. He read the text message: ( insert words here).

She thuoght of the first text message from the person. It had read: "I know where you are. And I know who you are. You just don't know me..." then she thought of the next, "I'm coming to find you..."
Ever since those messages, she'd been cautious of everything she did. These words, she kept saying in her head, and mind. They finally blocked out everything else, and so she closed her eyes, and pulled at her hair.