The Pact discussion

The dead have to go somewhere.. Here you are able to mourn your loss, be it parent, sibling, partner or child.. It's peaceful and well kept

The next day Julliete walked to the graveyard. She never felt spooked here, because she only came at day. Obviously because she was always alone and well...

She had a bouquet of flowers in her hand and she was heading for her grandpas grave. She hasn't been in a while and wanted to redecorate it. Jules had nothing else to do in her spare time.

Sam looked at his mother Grave and was about to set everything up.Today was his sister birthday so before they do anything that day,they would visit his mother grave to speak to her. Right now however he just look with sad eyes of his mother face and sighed and wonder is he is doing a good job with his sister.

Jules sighed softly, kneeling at the grave. Her pain reentered, thinking up all her memories she had with him. Things were hard, moving on that is, when he died. Especially for her. She opened the bouquet, forcing herself to move.

When Sam heard movement he turn his head away from his mother grave to see a girl behind him. Hoping its not a ghost he he greets her "Hello?".

Jules jumped, startled. She gripped the flowers tightly, turning to see a guy. She giggled, biting her lip."I am sorry, I did not see you there." She told him, standing and turning toward him,

Sam sighed in relief glad he didn't see a ghost or thinking he was going crazy. "Its fine my name is Samuel but you can call me Sam" as he holds out his hand toward her knowing he has at least an hour before his sister gets here with the food.

"Julliete. But call me anything thats easier for you." She smiled gently, looking him over quickly. She didn't recognize him... Jules shook his hand, setting the flowers at her side.

Sam laughed," My Family and I moved around, this was my mother's hometown actually and My sister and I decided to settle here while my dad finish working".

"Oh okay." She nodded, putting her hand to her side to avoid awkwardness."How old are you?" Julia asked curiously.

"18 becoming 19 in in October and you?" Sam asked as he got up and brush the dirt off his pants.

"17." Jules said, feeling like a young chic. She smiled softly, looking at the sky."Not to be a snoop or anything, but what's the reason you here?"

((Crap I think she's 17 or 18. Can't remember.))

((Its all good))

"Today is my sister Birthday so we visit my mother grave before we do an actual celebration of anything" Sam said as he glance back at his Mother's grave."And you?" asked Sam.

"Oh. Wish her a happy birthday for me." Jules nodded, smiling quickly. "My grandpa." She gestured at the grave. Jules had to bite her lip hard to keep any emotion from showing.

"Ok I will,and You must have been really close to him I understand that feeling" looking back at his mum's grave and sighed.

All Jules did was nod. She looked at the ground."You as well." She looked up, at his moms grave.

"Mind if I asked how long?" Sam asked. As he looked at Her grandpa grave.

"6 years." She sighed."I know I've had a long time to her over him but today's the day he died."

"Same, 6 years although she died 2 months of this day" Sam look up at the sky " She was going to the mall to buy My sister her first "undergarment" who knew that was going to be last time we see her ever again."

"Oh my. I'm so sorry." Her hand was over her mouth. Jules eyes were sad, and understanding. "He had cancer."

"so I guess we both have things in common without even knowing each other "Sam said in dry humor. Sam was about to slump then he saw Sophia and pulled a smile "and Here the birthday girl!" Said Sam

"Hey Sam" Sophia said smiling and seeing a girl "Hello".

She nodded. Jules bent down to spread out the flowers. When his sister came she smiled and waved, looking back at the grave after.

Sophia touch her dress nervously she really going to hate wearing dresses like this. "So whats her name?"

Sam looked at her "Julliete, so are you ready?"

She stood, finished. Jules smiled at them."I have to get going. It was nice to meet you both." She said, waving as she turned.

"Bye nice to meet you !" Sophia waves as she sat by her mother grave spreading our the food.

"You too." She said, walking toward the exit.

Calliope walked into the graveyards, always having that chilling sense. The sun was setting with that watercolor look, and she knew she shouldn't be here alone. In the dark. With no one to watch her...
She sighed, shaking it off. Callie walked over to the set of trees toward the back, that led to a forest. It was by her family's head stones. But that's not why she came.

Ethan walked down the path, heading towards a small headstone surround in trees, today being one of the rare days that a small grey marshmallow followed him. Noah Greyson, a boy of only one and a half, teetered along side his brother, a small gloved hand in Ethan's larger, warmer one. Noah was dressed in a grey hat and large fluffy coat that hindered his movements slightly but protected him from the cold coastal winds, making him look like a life-sized marshmallow or a large penguin waddling down the dark path.

Callie flinched. Gosh no, that wasn't a... Person? She turned, seeing a guy, walking toward her in some fluffy coat. He looked like he wasn't after her though, which made her heart slow. Although, she didn't turn around, but kept her eye on him, just in case. She had learned that you never know what a stranger could do. Callie wore a a tank top and a useless jacket, and jean shorts. The cold never bothered her, but tonight she felt chilled, and the outfit wasn't helping.