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Violet had never been one to be scared. She had always been seen as the brave girl. Her black hair was cut in a bob to frame her angular pale face. She body was slender and perfectly formed, the envy of her friends. But she didn't care about her looks. She wore long leggings and fitting tank tops with her cool sneaker flats. She wasn't sporty, but she was outgoing in many ways. Her friends had once dared her to walk into the boys' locker room after the football game. She walked right in, no trace of embarrassment. Greg, her best guy friend, had walked in with her to make sure she went in all the way. No problem for Violet Tower.

But right now, she was frightened beyond her wildest dreams with scarlet eyes staring right at her beaten up form. Only a blood thirsty vampire would scare her.

It all started when her friends had decided to go on a camping trip. Everyone was eighteen and loved the freedom of summer in Salem. The northwest was beautiful this time of year. All the trees full and green. No one would object to a nice camping trip in the cascades.

Vioet was in her room packing her last things into a suitcase. Hmmm...Should I bring my swimsuit?, she thought. Just then she heard a knock on her bedroom door.

(Whoa, I'm confused. Can I make up what happens next, or what? Can I change the scene? If it's OK with you, I'll do that and be one of Violet's friends or something. I can't tell exactly what you have in mind.)

Claudia glared at her reflection as she passed her vanity table to put her hairbrush in her suitcase. Both of her parents were absolutely perfect-looking, practically models even though they were edging on fifty-five. That was the problem with being adopted...you could easily end up being the ugly one in the family.
Her birth parents had moved to Oregon from Ireland before she was born and died in a car crash five years later. Her mother had had red curly hair which went everywhere and was skinny as anything; her father was blond but tall and slightly plump. Claudia had her mother's hair, which she straightened and piled on top of her head, and her face was a coarse, round sort. She was what her mother called shapely, she had a definite figure.
She was not especially talented, she seemed to be average at most things she did. Her parents were brilliant at anything they put their mind to, and plenty of things they didn't. She had friends - finally - but she was almost an outsider in the group. Bordering on the edge of inness. At least there her parents didn't completely overwhelm her at. They, also, were slightly on the outside of any group they joined.
Claudia did have a great aptitude for pity, and it did not fail to include herself. Why me? she thought as she sunk to the floor, depressed and feeling marvelously victimized. And she began to cry.

(Yes, you can be one of my friends. Or you can be someone in another place entirely and create your own story)

"Come in!" Violet snatched her swim suit up and stuffed it in her bag. Might as well be prepared. She went to grab her notebook off her desk but it wasn't there. She noticed that she hadn't heard any footsteps. Hey, I thought someone was coming in here.

"Boo!" She spun around and saw Greg standing behind her with her notebook. "Gotcha."He was tall, fair skinned, and had carrot red hair. He was wearing khaki shorts and a red T-shirt, exposing his ghost white skin covered in freckles.

"Did not!" she said with annoyance. "You merely startled me. Not the same thing."

He casually walked to her couch and plopped down. "Did so. You know, you should really just leave this here. Don't worry about your music so much. We're supposed to be having fun." he said.

Violet grabbed the notbook out of his hands and placed it in her bag. Greg looked slightly amused. "For me it is fun. And it's just in case I come up with anything." Violet was constantly writing music. It just came to her. "Let's go. I'm all packed up. Is everyone else waiting in your van?"

"Yep." he popped the p. He chuckled at something. "Nell isn't exactly happy about the wet dog smell. But I couldn't just leave Poppi behind. She'd never eat. Besides, she can gaurd us from bears." He had a mischeivous look in his blue eyes. "Or worse."

(Ok, so I just changed this to first person. It's easier for me to write in. Sorry if it confuses you.)
I smacked him in the head, which was just a few inches shorter than me. He was always trying to scare me and my three other girl friends. He managed to scare them, but me...not so much. I watched too many scaring movies when I was little and became immune. Sheesh, boys are annoying.

I grabbed his elbow and dragged him out of my forest themed room and down the stairs. We came upon my parents at the front door who were excited for me to have my first vacation as a free adult.

Mom started firing off questions at top speed making sure I had everything. They followed Greg and me outside to the blue van waiting in the drive way. Greg took my bag and tossed it in the back with his German Shepard and went to the driver's seat.

"Mom, I've got everything I need and I call you when we get to our first stop." I hugged her and my dad and ran to the open side door.

"Claudia!" It was her mother's voice. "Dinner's ready already!"
A jolt of alarm ran through her. She wiped the tears off her face and rushed to her vanity table. Of course her face was now red and swollen. She grabbed for the base in her make-up kit and rubbed it on her face. And it did not even help.
"Claudia! Did you hear me or not?"
"I heard you," she said, frantically rubbing the make-up into her skin. It was...OK, she thought. Why did salt water and skin create such a disastrous combination.
Claudia turned around, and her mom was standing in her room, her head resting on the wall. She was blonde, and her hair was perfect.
"Evangeline's at the door," she said.
"I haven't eaten," she said.
"You should have come down sooner. Besides - " her tone was nasty now, "You probably should cut some calories."
"Whatever," she said. "I'm going. OH, except I'm not packed."
She looked down. "Head downstairs, I'll get it for you."
Claudia headed downstairs, and by the time she had answered the door, her mother was standing behind her with the suitcase.
(That was a bad ending-spot, but this is going on too long.)

(You don't have to write in first person. Your choice. Am I picking you up at Claudia's house?)

Nell was in the passenger's seat up front and turned to smile at me. "I can't wait. I've never seen the Three Sisters before. And I love having no grown ups around." She grinned widely. I grinned back. We all were happy to have no parental guidance on this trip. Just us.

"Greg, where are the others? I thought you said everyone was in the car." I buckled up and leaned back. I felt hot breath on my neck. I turned around and saw Poppie grinning a dog smile at me. "Hi, Poppie. Nice to see you too. Greg?" I patted Poppie's head then faced forward again.

"Oh, right. Well...I meant everyone as in Nell and Poppie. We still have to pick up Claudia and Evangeline."
Ugh. I hate Claudia's perfect model parents. They're so...vain...and mean. "I thought I told you I didn't want to deal with Claudia's parents."

"You won't have to. E will deal with them. You know how her charm makes Claudia's parents behave."

"It will be fine." said Nell as she reached back and patted my hand.

We reached Evangeline's huge house in the rich side of town. She was already waiting on the porch with her bag.

Before the van had reached a full stop she was at the side door. She yanked the door open and tossed her bag in the back behind Poppie. She jumped in and slammed the door shut.

"Hi." she said in a calm manner that didn't match her enthusiastic expression. All our heads were turned in her direction, even the dog. "What? Can't I be excited about this too?"

(Sorry, I went back and tried correcting my comment. I wasn't sure how to go about that.)
"Have a nice trip," said her mom (OK, I'll switch to first person, sorry about my abysmal writing skills.)
"Have a nice trip," said my mom, handing me my suitcase.
"When will you be back?"
"I don't know," I said, "But I have my cell phone."
Evangeline hugged me; I squirmed away slightly. Human touch was not something I was used to or comfortable with. My parents never hugged, kissed, or in any other way made contact with me, and this seemed weird in any other circumstance. We were not a very affectionate family. I really doubted we'd ever keep in touch after graduation.
"We'll be back by Monday," Evangeline promised my mother.
"Whatever," said my mother, waving her hand to show she didn't really care.
"Do you have a phone number we could contact you with if anything happens? We'd rather like your home, work, and cell number just so we know we could get ahold of you." Evangeline sounded as if she was reading this off a list.
My mother glared at her, looking suspicious. "Claudia knows my phone numbers. Her father and I will be away for the weekend, though, so don't expect us to answer if you call our house."
"Uh...okay," said Evangeline, backing away slightly. "That'll be fine. Anyways, thank you!"
My mother turned curtly into the house and Evangeline and I walked over to the van.
"How old is your mom?" asked Evangeline, her eyebrows raised.
"Fifty-four," I said.
"She is a freaking supermodel," she said with nearly no inflection in her words.
I frowned at her choice of language, but didn't dare correct her. Evangeline was back in one of her moods.
"Yeah, I was adopted."
"Hey Claudia!" It was Greg. "Glad we finally have everybody!"
I sat by the window beside Violet; Poppie lay down over both of us and began licking my face.

"Hey, C." I hugged Claudia and pushed Poppie off of me. I smiled at Claudia's clear dislike of physical contact. "So, I brought your favorite candy with us. I know how your mom hates sugar." I rummaged through my pack and handed her a big red bag. "Enjoy."
Evangeline slammed the door shut and buckled up. "Yes! Let's go! Nell turn on the music!" Nell grinned and turned the radio to our favorite station. Everyone, including the dog, joined in the singing except Claudia and me. I reached for my music notebook, but someone snatched it away from me.

"Hey!" Evangeline and Claudia were grinning. I reached for my notebook in E's hand, but she kept it out of my reach. "Can't a girl just let the beat take her?"

"Yeah, the beat of the radio. Remember what we agreed to?" I did, I just didn't like it. I wasn't supposed to sit in the car writing music and not joining the convo, or so I'm told.

"Fine. Claudia, do your parents really think we intend to be back in three days? Seriously, we gonna be gone for a month."

"My parents don't care, honestly. Asd far as I can tell, they're just glad to have me away for a while."
Evangeline cocked her head at me. "Where do your parents work again?"
"My mom works for the telephone company and my dad's an electrician." ((Why is nobody else doing this?))

(no idea)
"Hmm...That's strange. I always thought of your mom working at some beauty salon while your dad worked as a photographer for a fashion magazine." I thought it was weird to have parents look that good, yet they didn't take advantage of it.

Evangeline looked a little envious. "At least your parents aren't overly protective and let you do things. I almost had to sneak out before they could change their mind." Am I the only one who doesn't have weird parents? I thought to myself. Greg looked back at us for a brief moment, particularly at Claudia. No one was supposed to notice his longer glance at C. I knew he liked her, it was obvious to me. Apparently not to anyone else though. Poor Greg. He'd only had a few girlfriends, and none lasted more than a month.

Nell slapped Greg and pointed to the highway, "Greg pay attention." He managed to make the turn just in time. "Sheesh, Greg, do you want me to drive?"

"No, Nell. I don't trust this baby to any of you girls. Maybe Poppie, but...you might get her scratched." All four of us girls glared at him and smacked him in the head at the same time. We all burst out laughing as he said "OW! What the heck?"

I was a deep red by this time. I didn't really like Greg, but somehow I did more around him then I meant to. My mom had always hoped I'd be a flirt, but I could never pull it off. Trust me, slapping someone on the head was big for Claudia.

E looked around at the group in the car, looking happy. "I'm so glad everyone could do this. Too bad we didn't invite Drew." She gave a slight glance at me that I wasn't supposed to see.

I turned the deepest red I had ever turned. I did like Drew. E, Claudia, Nell, even Greg, knew that I liked him. He was not your everyday prince. Yes, he was tall, and handsome...and his brown hair was always messed up. I glared at E, who didn't seem to notice. The reason we hadn't asked him was because they knew how I would kill them for trying to set me up with him.

I tried to sound casual as I spoke to Nell. "So, Nell, have you decided where you wanted to go to college? Or are your parents still pushing you towards the whole celeb stuff?" Nell laughed and turned back in my direction.

"I'm thinking about taking that scholarship for WOU. But this isn't going to distract me from your obvious affair with Drew Fall. You really should let us set you up with him. I know he'd enjoy it as much as you." Everyone else laughed. I slunk down in my seat turning red, yet again. When would they ever stop?

Before long, I fell asleep, then woke up suddenly by Claudia shaking my shoulder. She'd said they were taking a pit stop. I got out and let Poppie out. I told Greg I'd take her for a quick walk. I needed time to think anyway. Several issues were weighing on me, even with all my newfound freedom.

What was I going to do about college? Didn't care, as long as music was involved. Do my friends really think that Mr. Smart and Handsome Drew liked me like I liked him?...

I was inexplicitly angry, and I didn't know why, which was redundant. I walked down to a little stream bubbling through the forest and threw a rock in it with all my might.
Someone behind me chuckled. I whipped around; it was Greg.
"Someone has anger issues," he said. "What is it? Is Drew's supposed interest in Violet getting you down?"
I scrunched up my nose. "Definitly not. Ew. Wow...that's a good cure for anger issues, though. Saying something disgustingly hilarious."

Edward should have a soliloquy!

(I will never regret it because you failed to show me what I did wrong. And people, if you are going to comment, please do it on the Rules page so that I don't have to delete this stuff.)

I came past a stream where I saw Greg and Claudia talking. I hurried on along the trail. I did not want to overhear anything personal. I had too much of my personal life to think about. I did hope though, that Claudia and Greg would get together. They seemed perfect.

Sadness washed over me. I sat on a rock farther down the stream and beckoned for Poppie to come sit by me. She sniffed my face and lay her head on my lap after sitting down. I brushed her fur and scratched behind her ears.

I heard a Nell's voice behind me. "What are you doing? Are you alright?" She came and sat down at my feet and petted Poppie. Her gaze never left me. "Is E's teasing getting to be too much? Or is it something else?" She was so perseptive.

I sighed heavily. It seemed like this mornings excitement had gone out like a candle in a wind storm. "It's not E. Although that is annoying." I stood up and walked to the nearest tree and picked some flowers that were growing at it's base. "Have you ever wondered if you would ever find your place in this world? Or at least a purpose to it? I mean, I feel like there's some part of me missing and I can't find it." While I spoke I pick the petals off, saying mentally He loves me. He loves me not. as I tore each petal. It was very elementary school-ish, but I didn't care.

Nell came and wrapped her arms around me in a gesture of friendship and comfort. "Of course I have." She leaned back so she could see me, but kept her hands on my shoulders. "But then I found John. And I have never been happier. You will find him. He's out there somewhere."

We turned to walk back to the van, our arms on top of each others shoulders. I whistled and Poppie came running after us.

He smiled in an odd triumphant manner. "Hey, it looks like we're returning to the van."
"OK," I said, feeling like there was something I was missing in this conversation that I wasn't getting. My, were my thoughts redundant today.
(Edward definitly needs a New Moon soliliquy. Why is no one else joining in the roleplay?)

I was just about to get in the van with Nell, E, and Poppie when I saw two things. One: I saw Greg and Claudia walking back here together. Two: I saw Drew Fall walking straight towards me.

I was so freaked out. No, he isn't looking at me. Is he? Is he going to ask me what we're doing here? What do I say to him? Oh, my heart. I think I'm going to faint. Instead of fainting, I turned to put Poppie in the back and then headed for the side door. By that time, Nell had noticed his familiar brown hair, leather jacket slung over his arm, and dark wash jeans. She waved at him.

"Hey Drew! What's up?!" Nell shouted. I sat in the van trying to stay hidden. I may be outgoing, but I was not going to make a fool of myself in front of him.

((Sorry... I have been crazy busy... and it took me forever to read all of that...))

My name is Persephone and I am totally alone. After my mom died I moved around a lot. Mostly on my own, but occasionally with someone else. I had just arrived in Oregon and wasn't sure if I wanted to stay. The school year was creeping closer and I knew I would be in trouble if I didn't sign up soon. Maybe I would go back to Paris. I liked it there. I guess I would stay here for a little bit.

I got off the bus and walked around not sure where I was or where I was going. Like every other move, I just started walking and waited to see where it took me.

((Am I doing this right?? I have no idea what is going on...))

((He he he... I'm joining in, I hope you don't mind. To be a vampire, or to be a vampire...))

Elizabeth wondered threw out the forest, her butterscotch eyes seeing every detail. She stopped momentarily, hearing human voices. She listened, and found a heart beat. It was a good thing she had already hunted before she caught them. She had also cleaned up earlier, so she would look absolutely gorgeous compared to them. Beth felt bad for the other girls. It wasn't something she could control. She appeared at the edge of the clearing they were in. "Hello." She said, her musical voice soft.

((Thanks for joining! I'll comment back later.))

((hey sup Alice!))

((Wait...are you meeting us now?))

((hey sup clara, are you back or something?))

((I never left, It turned out. Alice, I'm going to assumne you're meeting us, sorry.))
"Hello," I said, staring at the gorgeous girl in front of me. "Um...who are you?" I realised that it had sounded rude after I said it.

((me/Elizabeth? Yup!!!))

((awwwwwwwww i feel left out!!))

Elizabeth did notice the rudeness in her voice, but ignored it. "My name is Elizabeth, but Beth is what I go by." She said with a polite smile.

((Allison - make up a character, then!))

((yeah but i cant do it right now because i have to go, and i have to do homework!!!))

((OK.))

((yeah bye!!!!!!!!!))

((byes! Clara, that leaves RPing to us))

((:)))
((Smilies don't word with double parentheses, do they?))
((Oh, wait, I have to go now.))

((okay))

((;( mmk. bye))

I frowned. Gorgeous people seemed to follow me as if determined to bring down my self confidence.

Elizabeth angled her head, and raised one eye brow perfectly. "What's wrong?" She asked, concern in her voice.

"Oh, nothing...the sun was in my eyes. Sorry."

"Oh." Elizabeth said, even though she knew she was lying. "What is your name?" She suddenly asked.

((Question... we are in Oregon, right?))

I found myself in the woods after nearly an hour of walking. I never minded walking. I could hear a soft tinkling of a voice and I moved toward it. The voice sounded familiar.

(Just for the newbies, my character is Violet. Yes, Lara, we're in Oregon.)

I tried to look casual as the beautiful Beth spoke with Claudia. I couldn't help feeling self-conscious, considering that the boy of my dreams was standing right in front of me, and Beth was a few feet away. Drew looked at her for a minute and I felt an unual wave of loathing towards Beth. She had my crush's attention and I didn't like that. I got out of the van and tapped Drew on the shoulder, a new confidence found.

"Hey, Drew. What's up?" He turned and smiled the smile that made my heart melt.

"Hey, Vi." It sounded so lovely when he said my name. "I'm actually on a summer road trip. I saw you guys, and thought I might tag along." He looked a tad nervous. "If that's okay with you."

I smiled and said, "Of course Drew. We kind of forgot to invite you. Sorry about that. Did you come with anyone?" Relief flooded his face as I gave my assurance.

"Oh, no. I was just riding my bike." My heart fluttered, and I realized why I felt such a loathing towards Beth. I was jealous of the few seconds that Drew had looked at her. Imagine, me jealous.

"Hey Greg!" I yelled. He was gawking at Beth from where he stood by Claudia. E and Nell were talking with Beth politely about who knew what. "Get your butt over here and say hi to Drew. We got a long drive you know."

(I will go to first person, join the crowd)

I had a polite smile on my face as I spoke. I knew that these mortals would be able to hear the yell. "Where are you guys going?" I already knew, but I was 84.6% sure that they hadn't heard Violet's and Drew's conversation.

Greg walked over after he had snapped out of his reverie and slapped Drew on the shoulder. "Good to see you man. Beth this is Drew Fall and Violet Tower. So, Drew, you here to kidnap Violet on your bike or what?" I blushed and Drew looked a little amused.

"Yeah, sure. I was just here to save Vi from your terrible jokes, Greg." He turned to Beth. "Nice to meet you, Beth." Beth looked a little amused. As if she knew something that we didn't.

I had a hard time not to show it, but a slightly amused look came upon her face. "The same to you." I said, knowing that my butterscotch eyes were kind.

I turned to Beth and did my best to look friendly. I hoped I looked okay. "So, Beth, what brings you here? Greg, Nell, Claudia, Evangeline, Drew, and I are headed to see the Three Sisters. Care to join our group?"

I nearly paniced when she asked her first question. I thought quickly; for I answered 2 seconds later. "Looking for my brother, he went bear hunting." I bit my lip in thought at her question, and shrugged. "Why not?"

(Hey Alice, steal some kind of vehicle to come with us.)
"Cool." Though I was slightly dissappointed. I didn't need Drew's attention drawing towards her, but oh well. There really wasn't a chance I would get it anyway.

As everyone piled into the van, Beth held back. And Drew held my shoulder in a hesitating manner. "Do you want to ride my bike? It seems a little crowded." He tried to hide it, but there was a pleading look in his emerald eyes.

"S-sure." I stuttered. I cleared my throat and walked with him across the lot. We walked towards a motorcycle parked and hitched to a trailer thing. "Wow. Nice Indian." It was a sleek black, with gold trim around the skirts and one stripe lengthwise across the gas tank.

He handed me a helmet. "Thanks. My dad helped me fix it up. It was a pile of junk. You know about bikes." He raised an eyebrow.

"Well, kind of. Maybe you could help me fix up my Kalisakee." A guy who knew about motorcycles. Could it get any better? I jumped on behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist.

I saw the pleading in his eyes. "I'll find you," I said. There was a secret hidden in my perfect smile. I disappeared into the forest. I took off running, faster than any human's vehicle could. My laughter as I started to run could be heard by the humans. It was musical, and pure.

I heard laughter as we drove. It could have been mine, I suppose. I was having a blast. The sun was setting and part of the sky was filled with stars. I had never been so happy.

"How much farther?" Drew shouted over the roar of the engine. He was happy, too. We were far ahead of the van.

"Over there." I pointed to the next exit. He pulled over and found a spot where we could camp for the night. I hopped off and yelled. "Whoo! That was amazing."