Twiggy Watcliff » 18 Mar 2010 22:38
Det er første gang jeg skriver sånn her. xD Kanskje ikke akkurat for små uskyldige barn. Det er et lite utdrag fra en sånn liten historiegreie som heter Life of a coming vampire. JA, enda mer vampyrer. NEI, ikke Twilight-ish.
“Some of these people are as fast as an average vampire; I wonder how they do it.” I briefly suggested exercise.
“I thought vampires where unnaturally fast and strong.”
“Well, we are faster and stronger than ordinary human, but if you dedicate your life to become stronger or faster than us, you can probably reach that goal. I mean, you can never beat the exercise freaks, those vampires are even unnatural to their fellow beings.” This caught my interest; I forgot that curiosity killed the cat and sat down on the floor beside him. He snorted and moved further into the bed so I could sit down beside him. My neck hurt, so I did so. “What’s your favorite sport?” His grin was menacing, no kidding, and I regretted I even asked before the answer came.
“Sex,” he said, like it was a totally usual thing to say. It probably is too, it’s just that… He was bi. I don’t know why I blushed, but it certainly made the situation even more awkward.
“The kind of sport they send on TV, idiot,” I said, looking at a pair of dirty socks on the floor. He just had to make it worse, didn’t he? When I turned back, his big grin had turned into a smirk; you know the crooked kind of smirk with one cocked eyebrow that kind of shows all the perverted thoughts you’re having? One of those. He then proceeded to grope my butt, making me squeak like a little girl, but all he really wanted was the remote control I was sitting on (I think). He switched channels, and when the moaning, screaming and “faster, harder!” started, he looked at me with a malicious expression.
Livet er som en eske konfekt, som Forest Gump sier. Ikke fordi du ikke vet hva du får, men fordi 80 % av det smaker dritt.