`taking a walk [!] - Open <3

[Allison Williams]

Allison Lillian Williams is walking through the woods between Forks, Washington and the reservation, La Push. The trails of the wood have been flooded with puddles from the recent rainfall that fell upon Forks the previous night. Allison had her fingerless gloved hands in her sweater pockets to them warm and the hood of her red and white 'Roxy' sweater up, hiding her hair from the rain that was no longer falling. She was defiantly not dressed appropriately for the hike she was taking. Skinny jeans, a sweater, and sneakers. Wow. Real smart, but she needed to get away and think for a while. She hadn't taken time away from her friends or family in the past couple weeks to just be by herself. Now was the time. Allison continued walking, her sneakers and the bottoms of her skin tight jeans getting soaked by the ankle high puddles on the trails. Allison didn't care, she was much too busy thinking to herself. She had her head down as she walked, and was much too busy talking to herself in her head, that she went of course.

Allison soon found herself in a clearing in the woods. She looked up when she saw grass below her feet instead of muddy sand. She saw a beautiful meadow, full of green grass and the trees shielded it from everything like walls. Allison's lips curled into a smile at this beautiful sight. She sighed and then walked farther into the meadow. It didn't look familiar, not like Allison had ever been there before. She had hiked up in these forests dozens of times now and she still had no idea where this place came from. No signs of any life living there and no signs of anybody having been there within the last year or so. Allison then walked to the very middle of the meadow and removed her sweater, revealing a long sleeved, v necked white shirt. Allison put her sweater on the grass that was surprisingly dry. And sat down on it. She leaned back, stopping herself from falling back wards by putting her hands on the soft grass, letting the long pieces of green run through her fingers. She leaned her head back and took a deep breath, breathing in the beautiful scent of a forest just after a rainfall. It was a perfect bliss.

[Christopher James]

CJ’s nostrils flared…

Ok maybe I should explain from the beginning. After a long day at the high school CJ had simply had enough. There was only so long you could put up being with Stacey “blonde bimbo bitch” without wanting to skin her alive. So with this reasoning, and with the real reason that he really just couldn’t be bothered with the last two lessons of the day. Latin!? Seriously he could speak fluent Latin, not that he was to admit this to the teacher, she’d practically have kittens right there on the classroom floor, this is bad because firstly it would cause an awful mess and secondly she would then most likely attempt to dissect his brain- he would have a great deal of explaining to do when the metal scapular snapped as if it was a feather. The last two lessons of the day were to be minus Indie, due to the fact the school receptionist hated them both and decided to split them up as much as she deemed possible. So there you have it, after nearly eating the head cheerleader CJ had decided to go for a nice little hunt, catch a few deer, maybe the odd wolf… no he’d settle for deer today. After having a nice meal he had ended up in the meadow, suspecting Indie to eventually figure out he was gone and join him. CJ had his usual jeans and surprisingly trainers on, yet stereotypically he had his shirt off. Exposing his toned torso to the surrounding woodland, the sky today though it wasn’t raining was overcast with the slight threat of rain, therefore he didn’t resemble a “sparkly porcelain doll” as his mate so promptly classified.
Lying back on the near dry grass was soothing, this was his favourite place in the whole world, the place where he could escape from anything. Well atleast that is what he thought.
His nostrils flared, though venom didn’t fill his mouth, he was becoming accustom to being in close contact with humans. Especially after the incident on his birthday where he had nearly massacred the whole school due to a clingy Stacey lunging at him on his unprepared. Since then he had become a lot more aware of his surroundings and less predatorial.
He stood up and saw a female sat on the grass, clearly relaxing in the beautiful surroundings. Her two toned hair startled him, he hadn’t seen anything like that before. She must have been around his age… well apparent age. The fact is he highly doubted she was over 150.
Well he had two choices did he run before she saw… or did he go over and be polite and talk until Indie arrived. He looked down and checked for the porcelain doll exposure, none at the current point, no venom filling his mouth. The only thing that made him appear separate was the fact he was half naked and incredibly good looking to human eyes. With that he strolled over purposely, less quiet than a vampire usually is so he didn’t make her jump. “Hey… I’m CJ,” he said, smiling at the female settled on the grass.

Tag: Allison, Indie? Open
Wordcount: 529
Notes: hope you didn’t mind me getting involved. CJ isn’t a cannibal vampire anymore he’s just converted to veggie. So you won’t get eaten… I don’t think

[Allison Williams]

<sup>Allison Williams remained relaxing in the long grass, looking up at the beautiful sky. It was surprisingly clear today. She let a light smile escape her lips. She was growing accustomed to Washington. After nearly four years of living there, she should be love with the little, rainy town. Really, she was, when she was left alone to enjoy the place. But she would not let her parents know that. Strangely, she wanted her parents to think she was miserable here. When in fact, Allison loved Forks so much more then Los Angeles. Since the past four years, she has slightly lost her tan she got back in California. She didn't care, no one else seemed to notice it. She remembered when she first entered Forks high school, she was swarmed by people and asked millions of questions because of her tan. People in Forks were so pale and many of them looked good because of that. Now, Allison had her few good friends and left everything else alone. She didn't care for all the high school drama, she wasn't involved with it and didn't plan on getting involved. She didn't like the so called 'popular' kids. Despised them really, they were a bunch jocks and bimbos that didn't know anything. Allison was smart and she knew she's going to go far in this world unlike them. Allison laughed a little, thinking about how the cheerleaders would most likely be scrubbing toilets at Forks high school in three years.

Allison was listening to her iPod, undisturbed when she heard a slight rustle in the leaves. She took her her headphones out of her ears and looked to her side. She saw Christopher James, a boy who went to her school. Nine chances out of ten, he had no idea who she was. She lightly rolled her eyes at this. He was one of those so called 'popular' kids. Though, strangely, he didn't show it. He was actually pretty genuine. When he reached her, she had to tilt her head all the way back to be able to see his face. He was a giant compared to her small structure of five foot and five measly inches. She smiled at him as he spoke. "Hey... I'm CJ." Is what he said, she knew who he was, obviously. Her smile grew wider and almost turned into a laugh. Allison remembers how her friends talk about how good looking he is and having the biggest crushes on him. Though she couldn't say anything, just last year in her sophomore year, she had the biggest crush on him. Though, like usual, she got over it. "I'm Allison and I know who you are. But it's nice actually to you for once." She said, a smile on her face, her eyes squinted to shield them from the sun. She leaned her arms up so she could sit up, leaning on her elbows. She continued to smile at him, waiting to see what he would do next.</sup>

[Indie Hayes]

"INDIEHAYES!
The day we met was like a hitandrun.

School bell had rung a whopping three minutes ago, signaling the end of the day’s academic learning, and already she was having problems with CJ. “This is probably a new record,”

[/i] she thought bitterly, dodging through trees in her quest to follow her mate’s scent. The second Cullen (the only one who could read minds) informed her that her struggling transition in the making had up and left two periods prior, she’d turned and bolted for the woods to hunt him down to make sure he wasn’t doing some frowned upon hunting of his own. Surely someone remained in the parking lot, scratching their head and wondering just where she’d disappeared to, as she’d been there one second and been gone the next. This thought (or the mental image paired with it) usually would have amused her enough to quirk one corner of her pale lips up into a smirk. Currently, worst case scenarios played like horror movie clips stuck on fast forward through her mind while her scruples kicked her for thinking the worst. There really wasn’t any room in her mind to picture someone scratching their head in befuddlement as they attempted to figure out how she disappeared on a breath of wind.

Two things hit her at the same time, causing her to literally stop dead in her tracks. Well, actually, make that three; her internal map had just rebooted itself to prod her mind and whisper something along the lines of “Hey, uh, you’re right here” in her ear. The first realization was that there were voices, one unmistakably CJ’s and the other a female- familiar, but not familiar enough that a face sprang to pair itself with the name- Allison- that she offered, and definitely female. Something stirred in the pit of her stomach, some form of jealousy that had carefully and meticulously been locked away when she’d realized that girls were going to flock to CJ like birds to the South during winter. It tore at her esophagus, clawing its way up into her ribcage to rip her stilled heart to ribbons. Then the second realization hit as she sucked in a breath, refilling her lungs after the invisible blow to her stomach that had knocked all of the air from her lungs. Allison was human! Unquestionably, indisputably human. Her heartbeat hammered in Indie’s ears, her scent filled her lungs with each reassuring breath of air she took, some mix of fruit and maple. It reminded the brunette very much of a mundane breakfast back when she was human, with pancakes stacked high and slathered in maple syrup and topped in whatever fruit was in season, peaches being her favorite and strawberries being the one’s she’d pick off and give to her baby brother.

The third realization became clearer as the femme swung her head around to survey the area and make sure that her mind wasn’t playing tricks on her. She was about to step foot in Bella and Edward’s meadow, a feat that she’d yet to attempt for fear of catching the couple doing something distinctly x-rated away from prying eyes and parental supervision. In fact, this fear had been enough to keep her as far away from this patch of land since learning that it was claimed by the lovey-dovey couple. But a different human and vampire pair occupied the grass for the time being, the irony of the situation being enough to make golden eyes roll within the confines of thick black lashes.

Well, she’d have to make an entrance sooner or later, wouldn’t she?

“CJ?” she called, purposely making a lot more noise than she usually would. A twig snapped, leaves and undergrowth crackled under her soles like she’d set them aflame, and the ferns swished as she pushed them aside to duck under a low hanging branch that stood between her and the wide expanse of grass and wildflowers. She disentangled herself from the foliage, making her way over to the pair, one seated and the other standing. CJ’s being half naked earned him an eye roll. “You’re not supposed to go ahead and leave me on a hill, idiot. What would you have done if I’d slipped and snapped my neck and died?” Technically, that was a trick question. The real question was what would he be doing if she hadn’t died eighteen years prior? She didn’t bother to act surprised at seeing Allison sitting there; hiker stumbled upon hiker so often in these woods that it wasn’t a pleasant surprise, but more a who will it be this time type of experience. “Hello,” she said, trying not to sound too distracted as she settled herself next to CJ and discreetly checked the line of his shoulders, the tightness of his jaw and other signs that would indicate whether or not he was struggling.

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Posting with- Allison Williams & Christopher James!?
Lookin’ Like- to be updated
Listening to- “Love Drunk” Boys Like Girls
Word Count- 807
Notes- One: Welcome to the site, Allison! I know I’m late but I don’t care. Two: Wow, befuddlement is actually a word. Three: I’m addicted to this song and have been listening to it for the past two hours straight. New music please?[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[Christopher James]

A little smile crept onto CJ’s features when she said she knew who he was. Most of the human girls at school did, yet he didn’t know many of them back in fear of them becoming his Sunday dinner.
“Nice to meet you officially Allison. I recognize you from school, last term you and your friends? Yeah you used to giggle a lot when I passed...” he flashed her a playful smirk, the kind you expect a small child to use when they know they’ve done something wrong and have been caught in the process. “I thought I’d gone out without putting clothes on or something. Exposing myself to the whole school, that would be a nightmare you don’t want to see. Had to keep dashing off to the restroom to check I had remember to put them on, I can’t be sure of Indie to tell me!” he threw his had back and laughed.
He heard his name called from the corner of the meadow, he turned still laughing.
“Talk of the devil,” he smiled warmly at Indie as she approached, silently telling her that he was ok and not about to eat the two toned blonde who was sat across from him. He saw something in her eyes as she approached, covered by bravado of course-jealousy. She had a two meaning question that she had presented to him. First the initial meaning that Allison would presume it to mean, but an underlying meaning that CJ picked up immediately.
“If you had slipped and died down a hill could I have had your play station?” he gently took her hand in his and gave it a playful squeeze. “No I would be very sad, I would wallow in self pity and never eat another… certain form of burger again,” he knew Indie would grasp that he was on about Newton burgers, but Allison would be totally nevertheless not in the know. He leant down and gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead; he didn’t quite trust himself to kiss her lips at this moment in time. He wasn’t sure that Allison would want to witness some x-rated action between them, the school rumour mills would be bustling by the next day if so.
“We were just talking about me not being sure whether you’d tell me if I’d gone out forgetting to put my clothes on…” he mock glared at her, before settling down on the grass, giving Indie a gentle tug to join him. “And if you hadn’t died, then there wouldn’t much point me existing really, you should know that by now… though you are adorable when you’re jealous,” he murmered to Indie so fast that Allison would neither see or hear what he had just said. The bonus points of being a vampire.
“So why was it you guys giggled anyway?” CJ being the typical boy still couldn’t grasp why, call it stupidity but it confused him.
He was listening to her answer when he heard a movement in the tree’s behind him, the distinct scent of another vampire filled the air. He looked over to Indie, his eyes full of the answer he was giving her, then he turned smiling to Allison.
“Hold that thought, I’ll be back in a minute, I thought I heard something in the bushes, should probably go and check that we’re not going to get eaten,” his statement could be taken into meaning by both vampire and human to who he aimed it to. Only Indie would know the true intent behind his statement, as she would have smelt the nomad too. There was a slight difference in smell between a vegetarian vampire and a cannibal version.
“You stay here with Allison Indie…” he said, his voice was full of order, he knew that she wouldn’t be happy with him going alone but CJ would rather her stay back here away from the vampire just in case things turned violent. Old-fashioned and shamanistic I know.
As he approached the edge of the meadow at human speed of course, he felt both females eyes on his naked back. One felt a lot more possessive than the other, he didn’t even need to glance around to know who they would belong to.
“The snack is already spoken for I see…” a quiet voice hissed from in front of him. “What a shame, what about the other one, i'm sure she'd make perfect entertainment... keep me busy for a few centuries certainly,”. CJ's muscles bunched slightly, he somehow with super human strength resisted the urge to duck into an aggressive stance. Though he couldn't quite control himself enough to not let a low menacing growl pass through his teeth. He glanced at Indie in his peripheral vision, meeting her eyes. He wasn't sure what was going to happen at this point but whatever did; he wanted Indie and Allison to get out there safe- he took a purposeful step forward...

Tag: Allison, Indie <3
Wordcount: 884
Notes: REWROTE the ending of this
i reread it and didn't like it so this is the new version.
I swear CJ atleast half naked 90% of his existence.

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