Post by Kelsey Cullen on Jan 11, 2011 21:03:10 GMT -5
'' take your past and burn it up and let
'' it go , c a r r y on i'm s t r o n g e r than you'll ever know
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It was rare to find emptiness or silence in the Cullen house on any given day. Despite the odds of it that was the exact situation that Kelsey had found herself in after deciding to retire back to the home after a fulfilling hunt. But it felt entirely too quite and at peace in the house, it was almost eerie. Like some scene in a horror movie where around the corner there was some psycho about to try and kill her. She'd love to see one try though, it'd make her day and give her something to laugh about. But sneaking up on her probably would have been hard considering she was a vampire. Though she'd give points for the effort. Even if she'd have to persuade them to forget.
Shaking her head at the thought and laughing lightly, Kelsey found herself to be resting on her bed with her arms under her head to elevate it. Her butterscotch eyes were shut momentarily, allowing her mind to sigh and relax. Her room was a perfect mess, things cluttered in one pile with the occasional old paper wrinkled underneath books or cds. It was a teenagers perfect dream perhaps. Being as a lot of normal per se human necessities were not needed it save room for other things. Besides, she was a child of the eighties - they should be glad she wasn't running around trying to invent some kind of heroin for vampires. Though that would have been pretty badass. And weird.
Once more shaking her head at her own goofiness, Kelsey stood up and stretched her arms above her head. She threw on an old sweatshirt over her head, though she wasn't going to warm up any. A pale hand ran through her messily layered hair, a curious frown appearing on her face as she heard the grumbling of a car approaching their house. The engine roar was unfamiliar for the most part, it was certainly none of their cars. Glancing in the mirror she did a one-over of herself. Her outfit was a bit on the curious side, but her hair was the usual messiness. Moving rather quickly down the stairs she glanced around the room. It wasn't it's cleanest, but a few quick moves on her part made it more presentable. Now she just had to wait for them to actually get there to figure out who it was.
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tagged: bella dearest !
credit: NOTHING_PERSONAL @ CAUTION !
notes: vampire herion ftw !
outfit: here !
lyrics: ...to be loved - papa roach !
