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~ Stephen Lunsford (and his perfect smile) as Cameron in Bratz
So.. Allison is not your interest more?
I wouldn't say that...She's just not my only interest anymore. I was sidetracked last time. I don't really want to make the same mistakes this time.
Erica smiled, raising her eyebrow, "Oh...you have a rape whistle?" She laughed. "Well, that's good to know." Biting her lip, she thought for a moment, then hesitated to ask, "So can I kiss you again?"
Matt chuckles, licking his lips. "I would like that." This was weird for him, well, different. He wasn't used to this and he didn't know how felt felt or what he was thinking. Maybe he wasn't thinking and that's why he's still here and why he's leaning in instead of pulling away and leaving like his probably should. People might call him a psycho and a freak but he was human after all, well he thinks he's still human, that might still be up in the air. Either way, contrary to popular belief, he had feelings and wants and desires too and no one had really kissed him because they wanted to before.
// YOU'RE BACK! WE'VE MISSED YOU!
// I MISSED YOU GUYS MORE MWAH!
How are you? I miss you Matt :/
I'm alright. Sorry! Things have been really hectic and I got sick and being sick sucks when you're me. I gotta take care of myself you know.
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Canon beamed at Matt, nodding his head. “Okay!” He said excitedly, wanting nothing more than to be reunited with his owner and master, to be held by his hands again, to take—Except now, he couldn’t. Couldn’t capture the perfect picture, couldn’t record a movie; he was a human, devoid of purpose. His smile faltered for a moment, his grip on Matt’s hand tightening. “But I’m human,” He stated softly. “C-Can you still use me?”
Matt stopped in his tracks, turning back around to face Canon. "I have a few ideas." He smiles, giving Canon's hand a reassuring squeeze. "That is, if you're up to it?" Matt was hesitant suddenly, taken aback by Canon's words. His camera had always been useful to him, the key in all his plans actually. Without the kanima and without his camera, getting his revenge wouldn't have been possible. Standing here right now might not have been possible either. But now that his camera was human....he never thought he'd still want to help him. And for some reason, Matt didn't feel comfortable making him do something he didn't want to do. Not with the way he looked at him like he's been saved, and the way he clung to his hand, desperate and hopeful. This was different.
I’m not just gonna turn a blind eye to some punk kid, that is supposed to be dead. Why are you back anyway? Haven’t you caused enough damage?
Why am I back? Well, I have something I need to take care of. And let's just say, I don't think it will ruffle any...fur this time around.
andiwasdrowning is at your window
Allison is old news. I have more important things to do than follow her around.
Like…?
Like...not telling you what I'm doing.
Hunter smiles because, yeah, this guy just saved him. The last time he had an attack this serious he woke up with a different face looking 10 years older - and as much as he wants to just ‘die’ already so things can be over, he’s kind of afraid of it. “T-thank you,” he says, running his hands through his face, and sure enough, sweaty. “I… You… You have no idea how you just helped me” he dried his hands on his shirt, and then offers it to the stranger. “I’m Hunter. And I owe you big time.”
Matt takes Hunter's extended hand, shaking it firmly. "Nice to meet you, Hunter. Maybe you could start by telling me why there are people after you? Maybe we could help each other?" He shrugs, releasing Hunter's hand. "I have a feeling we have a little more in common than you think."
Matt nods, looking away. “Is this the part where you say you didn’t mean to? Or now is not really a good time or something like that?”
Erica looked back to him, “No. Because none of that is true. I just don’t want you to feel uncomfortable if its not something you’re interested in.”
Matt laughs softly, unable to help himself. It was pretty ironic that she was pulling away because she didn't want Matt to be uncomfortable. "I don't think you can make me uncomfortable. But I'll be sure to let you know if I do. Blow my whistle and everything." He jokes, turning to look at her again.
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”..and I would see them at school, and they wouldn’t even look at me. I’d wake up in the middle of the night, I’d gasp for breath. My parents, they thought that I was asthmatic, they even gave me an inhaler. They didn’t know that everytime I closed my eyes I.. I was drowning.”