Most people assumed Aaron was gay just because he was on the cheerleading squad. I, on the other hand, assumed a guy who would endure severe social stigma in the name of getting his hands under a bunch of girls' skirts when he lifted them into the air was probably pervier than your average bear.
Stacey JayStichwörter: humor
I, for one, thought this would be something good for Settlers to know from the get-go. With so much risk, why did SA feel the consequences of exposure were something to be concealed until there was not choice but to drag people like Monica and me into their secret beige meeting room and scare us half to death after we'd screwed up? It made about as much sense as extremely conservative parents not telling their daughters about the consequences of sex until after they were already pregnant. Shutting the barn door after the horse was loose, much?
But then, I was beginning to think SA wasn't nearly as smart as they believed themselves to be. Our remaining undiscovered for so long seemed due more to humanity's tendency not to see things they didn't want to see, rather than cleverness on the part of Settler's Affairs.
Stichwörter: undead-much
In love? You're crazy, and even if you weren't, you're too young to get married.
Stacey JayStichwörter: humor
Is there anything hotter than a cute guy who is also armed and dangerous? I think not.
Stacey JayStichwörter: zombies
Smells like homeless man's crotch. Not that I've ever been up close and personal with a homeless man's crotch, but...
Stacey JayStichwörter: humor
He is a romantic, a dreamer, and never afraid to play the fool. He is fearless and reckless and brave and I love him for it. Desperately.
Stacey JayShe will fight for light, and he for dark,
Battling through the ages for loves sweet spark.
Wherever two souls adore truly, you will find them, lo,
The brave Juliet and the wicked Romeo.
Seven, ten, fifteen, eighteen years old and still there is nothing finer than a blank sheet of paper, the white promise that the world can be what I make it. A magical place, an adventurous place, a possible place. Erasers take away the mistakes. Another coat of paint to cover them up. Black and red and purple and blue. Always Blue.
Stacey JayFear can force obedience, but it can never transform a heart.
Stacey JayDo you believe in love at first sight?"
His smile fades, but when I lay my hands on his chest he doesn't pull away. "No, I don't."
"Me either," I say. "I think we'll need at least three days."
"Three days?"
"To fall in love."
His smile-his real smile, the crooked one that lights him up from the inside out-breaks across his face. He throws back his head and laughs. When he finishes, his arms are around me again and a familiar gleam is in his eyes. "You're very sure of yourself."
"No, I'm sure of you." I curl my hands into his coat. "Of us
Stichwörter: ben juliet juliet-immortal stacey-jay
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