![]() ![]() Hard 4x4 with a heartbeat bpm bass arpeggio overlaid on a Rob Hubbard style I have to say, buy/download this album, & start listening to it. And no, glow sticks are notĭisclaimer : Reading about music is like dancing about sculpture. The rest are ignorable, if such a word existed. You could call me a junkie maam, but it isĥ tracks rule. Trembling hands search for the playīutton, and as the first of the waves vibrate my eardrums - I'm hooked again. On the surface this album appears very ordinary. Yes, I named him after Lady Gaga's song 'Judas'.Injected With A Poison - Released by Praga Khan in 1992 on Beatbox Records (Catalog No: BB 034) and Profile Records But yea, I think I'll keep the name Jude. Like what? Well, actually maybe I did, but I dont think I did. Hahaha I realized that in the previous 3 chaps, I never named the vamp. Wannabe Edward smiled and looked directly at me as he said, “Hi, my name’s Judas, but call me Jude. He’ll be with us for the rest of the year, please be nice. “Boys and girls, this is our new student. I could tell that the girls were interested in the way they suddenly sat up straighter in their seat and played with their hair in a flirty manner. I felt my body freeze up and I saw him smirk as if he knew he was the cause of the reaction. The next thing I know wannabe Edward enters the room. Bell said something to him and he nodded. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and Mr. He also has a wife and 3 kids, which I cannot picture! I swear he gives me pedophile stares and he’s like 40-something. It’s not like I’m studying to be some type historian or something.Īlso, the teacher is like a creep. History or any type of Social Studies class has always been my weak point and in my opinion, not necessary in my life. I was seated in my first class listening to my World History teacher drone on about something. He tapped my butt as I turned around to walk away. “I’ll see you later,” I said, pecking Liam on the lips before following Marnie. “We should go,” Marnie piped up as the warning bell rang. Especially when he decided to keep me out of the loop in front of his friends. I nodded turning to Marnie and rolling my eyes. “What happened?” I asked, looking at him curiously. They all gave each other high fives and gave Liam a knowing look. “Dude, the party Friday was smoking!” one of his friends shared. He pecked me on the forehead and held me to his side as he talked to his friends. I walked over to Liam and his group of friends as Marnie followed behind. It was just this huge oak tree that people come to hang before school officially started. Marnie parked the car and we got out, heading towards the Big Oak. “Fine, but I’m here to talk anytime you need me.” “Um, no reason,” I said, watching the school come into view as Marnie took a left turn. “Sorry Marnie,” I said, looking at her apologetically. I blinked, registering that my best friend had been calling me. The guy was insane and he was going to drain me of my blood before disappearing into thin air. At the thought, I realized I hadn’t even learned his name. I hadn’t seen the wannabe Edward Cullen since Saturday. ![]() When Monday rolled around, I was extremely stressed. I think I almost reached the point so that's why. The reason I'm uploading now is because I feel like I need to before this story turns into one of the stories I never turn back to because I've forgotten the characters names and the plot and whatnot. ![]() I haven't uploaded this in FOREVER!!!! I'm pretty sure I already mentioned that this is not my main focus story so that's the reason why. ![]()
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