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Post by hufflepuff on Nov 3, 2009 22:56:09 GMT
Sahara found herself, at the bottom of a cave like entrance, a crooked path splayed out infront of her, soon Trevor half stepped half tumbled down to the spot beside her. She looked at him, then the path leading to a house. The wind was unnatrually strong and sacry sounding in this place. Sahara had a overwhemling feeling to latch onto Trevor, but she reframed as best as her body allowed her.
She sat there staring uneasily at the place she so badly wanted to go, had this been a mistake, what was she doing? This was suicide! She sighed well atleast she hadn't gone alone. She smoothed out her red shirt that had perfectly cut sleeves and brushed off her black skinny jeans, that even she had to admit were a bit to small for her now.
She stood then breathing, she could do this, it would be all that hard.
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Post by ohmycheese on Nov 3, 2009 23:22:31 GMT
Trevor hit the earth with a thud and his wand popped out of his hand. He reached over to scoop it up before rising to his feet and dusting himself off. He glanced down at Sahara. The look on her face made him think that she was unsure of what she was doing. Well, there was no turning back now, he decided.
He turned to look down that darkened tunnel, muttered something, and the tip of his wand lit up, illuminating the tunnel like path that lay in front of them, "Sure you're ready for this?" he asked with a grin, turning toward her and raising his eyebrow as he looked her up and down, taking in her appearance.
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Post by hufflepuff on Nov 5, 2009 20:33:11 GMT
Sahara nodded, she looked at him, gave a weak smile, and started on her owo up the path, he could follow or, however he choose to do so. So far Sahara had made only guy friends, and two to be exact, Trevor, sorta, and Kaleb. Which being friends with Kaleb had been a adventure in itself.
Now as the path began to wlak out infront of her, the wind howling its bitter protests. Sahara began to feel like her light and shinyness was being drained from her. This place had such a morbid feel to itself, that it was almsot like it was meant to drepress and living soul that choose to enter its domain. Which might actually be true, with its haunted gables, and broken windows.
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Post by ohmycheese on Nov 5, 2009 22:13:38 GMT
Trevor watched her carefully as she began ahead of him. He was slightly surprised. She did seem more brave than he had thought. He held his wand out to his side, the light shining brightly, but still not really illuminating the tunnel all that much. It still made it possible so that you didn't run into anyone somehow, or trip in a hole of some sort.
Trev felt a slight chill go down his spine. It always seemed natural when he got closer to this place. Sure, he told himself it wasn't haunted, and he had been there quite a few times before, but that didn't mean it couldn't creep him out just a little. It seemed to be too quiet, the only sounds coming from their feet hitting the ground, and their breathing. He felt like he needed something to say, "If you aren't comfortable with leading the way, I can do it for you. You can hide behind my back or something," he spoke aloud, humor in his voice.
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Post by hufflepuff on Nov 9, 2009 1:20:29 GMT
Sahara turned slightly still walking toward the shack, she blinked twice considering him taking the path ahead infront of her. No she wouldn't let him do that, she wasn't that much of a scardy cat or atleast she woulnd't try to be. "We can walk at the same pace." Sahara suggested dropping back a couple steps to join him.
He seemed a bit cocky, but someone she would end up seeing what he was really like, so far he seemed normal and funny. but people change quickly if you give them time. Question was, was it for better or worse their change? As they wound down the path and stood infront of the house, the first step onto the porch gaping at them, Sahara shivered.
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Post by ohmycheese on Nov 9, 2009 21:24:28 GMT
Trevor watched as Sahara slowed slightly so she could walk next to him. He kept the same pace with her so they were walking side by side the rest of the way. When they finally reached their destination, he muttered something and the light on the end of his wand went out. He then stuffed it in his back pocket.
Trevor noticed her shiver and smirked. It could have been from a breeze, sure, but he knew that she had to be slightly frightened, at least, since this was her first time at this place. He raised an eyebrow at her, "Well, I'll go in first.. I'm sure you've heard of all the horrid stories that come from this place, and I don't want you getting hurt more than you already have," he said. Sure, he was pretty much lying, because as far as he knew, there was nothing bad in that shack. Just to be safe, though, in case there was another student in there or something.
Trev pushed his was into the shack, turning back to Sahara, and outstretched his hand toward her, "You can always hold my hand if you want," he coaxed with a seductive smirk written upon his face, giving her a wink.
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Post by hufflepuff on Nov 14, 2009 19:35:21 GMT
Sahara stood there, cut between her fear and his warm protective smile, she really didn't want to have to let him charm her into doing so, she wasn't that easy, but saying so would be rude, and he was jsut trying to be nice. She could still walk though, so honestly she didn't need help, she took a step onto the first step, it creaked and cracked, and she jumped back her back slamming into Trevor's chest.
"Maybe...you can go first....afterall" She mumbled as she stepped front and turned, blushing at the fact she couldn't keep her self rom knocking into everytime somthing happend, but however she wouldn't take his hand, there was just no way...not yet.
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Post by ohmycheese on Nov 18, 2009 22:36:00 GMT
Trevor was planning on her chickening out eventually, and letting him lead the way. They almost always did, since he had experiences with bringing girls down to the shack before. They were very pleasant memories, indeed. He stumbled backward a bit when she slammed into him, but kept his balance, his arms grabbing her shoulders instinctively to steady her, and himself.
He smirked knowingly at her before giving a slight nod, "Of course, that's understandable," he replied charmingly, his voice warm. He slowly stepped around her, taking his hands off of her small shoulders in the process. He took a couple of slow steps forward, ignoring the creaking and cracking of the floorboards. They had never broken on him before. He glanced around in the dimly lit shack, and glanced at Sahara, "So, which way? You choose. There's stairs over there, and some more over there.. and there.. and yeah, a hallway and stuff," he explained, gesturing toward all the different directions they could take.
[sorry the ending is extremely lame xD]
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