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Well, I might post stuffz about me or art that I like. I might even put up stories. O 3O
Mischief At Work
>_>
. . .
You don't have to read this, but this is one of my current stories I work on and I'd love it if you would.

Mischief at Work


Chapter 1:

Round, and round, and up and down, and twirl, forward, back, around...
Silent thuds of people's feet hitting the floor in beat of the dance flowed with peace. There was the sound of laughing, joy, shouts, and people having fun filled the night's air.
Up, down, around, around....
Spinning with her daddy, she had brown, bloody curls, and big, dull but soft, green eyes, full of happiness at this night. She had illuminated white skin and a heart that thudded excitedly. Her curls were beautiful, flaccid, cottony, and she looked vulnerable at first sight. She had a straight, sweet like saccharine smile. She all resembled a flower, a flower so soft and beautiful. Her daddy's laugh was a boom whenever she said something in her child-like voice.
Cala could not stop staring at her sister while she danced with a stranger. Her father's brother...but a regular man in the eyes of rather a genius.
Her looked rather plain to the eye; floppy brown hair and small brown eyes. He had a wide smile, and apparently a strong lust for women. She twirled along with him, watching her green-eyed beautiful sister, longing to change places with her so she could dance with her father.
The man let his hand slip a little lower than supposed to be, his hand brushed her tiny little breasts whenever possible, and he smiled in a devilish way when he looked directly at her, licking his lips in a slow motion, and she imagined she must've looked like she was something to eat to him. While she spun, she got at least three good looks of herself in a nearby glass reflection.
She had bloody red hair, straight and thick. it overlapped itself everywhere-what wasn't in style-and flipped itself over to one shoulder that night. She had big eyes, dense with knowledge. They gleamed in the moonlight, gleamed in the sun, and some looked into her eyes wishing never to look away. They were black as coal, and as shiny as an opal. A comb that looked cold had three black opals in it, and kept her hair to the side. She had a big black dress on with gold lace and gold overlaps with gold wings threaded loosely on the back. Most of her back showed with it, and she wore black high boots. She was the same age as her sister, only nine years old. Cala had the complex every man liked-mischief and curiosity. So she had no trouble getting attention from them. Then again, sometimes she didn't as for it...

[Continue this later]





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