Midnight

RaeMoney09 wrote:ooo ok



am i suppose to like her lol

Lol. I tried to make her the least likeable.

It's good Lisa!!
Can't wait for the next chapter!
This story gon be sooooo guuuud...

But what abt Shattered???

I added yesterday, or the day before that. And I'm writing another as we speak! I won't forget about Shattered

i`m in my half way right mind to beat that
little girl ! she was dead wrong for that !

oh well . she aint half bad she just
seem kinda sneaky ! imma have to
keep my eyes on her ! otherwise ,
very nice . i am so excited about this
story ! very nice add ! can`t wait to see
what happens next .

UPPZ !!!!

You have to have a cocky hater
somewhere...lol...Im not gonna call
her a hater yet. She just too prideful.
Keeps the story interesting...
Upz...add soon

golden07 wrote:You have to have a cocky hater
somewhere...lol...Im not gonna call
her a hater yet. She just too prideful.
Keeps the story interesting...
Upz...add soon

naw naw THAT BITCH A HATER lol jk


but anyways



uppppszssz

upsz

im so ready for another add... upz

UPPSZZ

I soooooo have the next chapter for this typed. I don't feel like formatting it so I'll just post.

Chapter Two

~ Neiman Marcus/Reynolds household~

~Midnight Gabrielle Reynolds~

"Ooh, pretty!" Brooke exclaimed, feasting her eyes on a diamond necklace. I shook my head, and tried to ignore the thoughts of others and concentrate on mine. It was getting a little hard to separate my thoughts from others. Everything kind of blended together. I closed my eyes and couldn’t help but think back to me and Tremaine’s conversation. Well, his thoughts.

Are you thinking about me?

What the hell? I looked around, I recognized the voice, it was most definitely the deep and sexy voice of Tremaine’s but what the hell was going on?

You didn’t pay attention to the dream, He laughed.

Was he really communicating with me through his head? And somehow...the other voices had stopped. Just his and mine.

Yes. In the dream they told you that you had a gift called ‘telepathy’ the ability to read thoughts and in some cases communicate with others.

How come I can’t do this with everyone else? I can just read thoughts

You really didn’t pay attention. Everyone can do this with anyone who has the ability to communicate.Oh, and if they’re your partner can communicate with them like this.

I couldn’t help but ask myself, forgetting that he could read my mind. Is he my partner?

Maybe. That’s what I’m trying to figure out.

This…..This is way to creepy for me. Text me call me.

"Midnight!" Kailee screeched getting my attention. Every attendant at the store looked up and Brooke looked deathly embarrassed.

"What?" I asked her as she angrily ran her manicured nails through her long weave. I tried as hard as I could to block out her evil thoughts.

That’s why Tremaine wants me, I huffed in my thoughts. Brooke stayed behind and grabbed my arm. "Calm
down, put your happy face on and enjoy the shopping." Brooke looked around and grabbed a bottle of Viva La Juicy perfume, sprayed on the sampler and passed it to me, "Merry Christmas." She giggled.

"B, it’s august!" I shouted. We both laughed uncontrollably as Kailee stopped in her tracks and turned towards
us.

"Am I missing something?" Her hands went to her hips and I wondered why we hung out with her.
Reading my facial expression Brooke reminded me, "Because we’ve been friends since we were in the second grade. She’s there for us when we need her and she really can be a nice person." I nodded.

"I guess, but if she calls me a bitch one more time I’m going upside her head." Brooke laughed and we caught up with Kai.

~~~

"Hey, mama." I said as I entered into the double doors. She was sitting at a stool by the island listening to Daddy talk. I tuned out their loving thoughts. I headed up the winding stairs and into my room when mama stopped me dead in my tracks.

"Midnight, I will be up there soon." I nodded and threw my book bag on the bed and went to my computer desk, waiting for her.

"Sweetheart, we have something to talk about." My mother barged into my room and almost floated to my bed where she sat down. She adjusted the shirt that she had designed specifically for herself. She looked around my spacious room and finally said, "You connected with Tremaine today." I turned swiftly and faced her.

"How did you know?" My mother smiled broadly and looked at the picture of my grandparents on my powder blue walls. It was their wedding day. She gazed into his eyes lovingly as he held her close to her. Her long hair was pinned under her veil. She was elegant and in love and he was dapper and in love in his army uniform. He held my grandmothers gaze and matched her happy expression. The photo was old, in brown. There was another beside it with them kissing. Although I didn’t get to meet my grandmother, I’d felt a strong connection to her. I demanded that my mother place these photos in my room. My mother’s intense glare made me stare at it. A fact that I had always known was even more prominent. I looked exactly like my grand mother only younger.

"Mom, how did you know?" I repeated my question and she turned to look at me.

"I’m sorry, Gabrielle, but you and him have to figure it out. It’s actually quite common in those vampire books you read." I had tapped into her thoughts while she was thinking but she was obviously shielding them. I rolled my eyes and thought hard about it. What the hell was going on? Being sixteen was overrated.

Lol...Sixteen is overrated...
I am so loving this...
Soo Tremaine...Umm umm...
What kind of connection will they have.
This is awesome. And the grandmother...
Whats the deal??? Add AsAp

Good add!!
More More More!!!
I wanna know about that 'Connection'!!

ADD SOON!!!!!

CANNOT WAIT FOR THE NEXT ADD

i like this keep it up

what happened to this story..
im super diggin it..

I wish someone who I will not put a name on...( )
need to add...