It was evening and Kelsey had no idea where she was. Her father had failed to mention and she had been too upset to pay any attention to any sign boards. All she knew was that she was at a bar and that she was planning on getting drunk.
“Guess toi can’t serve any booze?” she moped.
“No, technically I can’t” the bartender replied. He grabbed a bottle of bourbon. “But then again, I never play par the rules” He poured a glass and shove it to her. He waved his hand when she wanted to take her wallet. “On me” “Gee, thanks” Kelsey said. “Rough night?” the bartender asked. “More like rough life and it’s only getting started” Kelsey said. “Feel like sharing?” the bartender suggested. “I can be a very good listener” “Yeah, I bet toi could” Kelsey commented, smirking a little. “Did I see a glimpse of a smile?” the bartender asked. Kelsey shook her head. “There’s nothing to smile about. My dad threw me out of the house”
“Okay, that sucks” the bartender. “But we all have daddy issues at some point in our live. It’ll turn out fine in the end. Trust me, I would know” he winked.
“I don’t think this will” Kelsey a dit neurotic. She put down the glass and coughed. “This was a bad idea”
“What, coming here ou having alcohol?”
“The second” Kelsey answered. “I’m feeling sick” The moment she got of her tabouret she grabbed her head and screamed.
“What’s wrong?” the bartender exclaimed and he came from behind the bar.
“My head!” Kelsey cried.
“Come on, let’s get toi outside” the bartender said. He threw Kelsey’s arm over his shoulder and guided her outside, the other customers watching them. Once they were outside he let go of her and she leaned with her back against a wall. “You better now?”
Kelsey shook her head. “It’s only getting worse” she cried. “Oh God” She dropped on the ground and convulsed.
“What the hell’s going on?” the bartender exclaimed desperate. “You… toi want me to call the hospital?”
But Kelsey was in too much pain to answer, so he decided on his own and dialed 911.
But even they couldn’t help her. Her body curled and her eyes rolled in their sockets, spittle dripping out of the corner of her mouth. They tried to put her in a strait-jacket, but for that she had to lay still and she didn’t.
“Please give her something to calm down” one said. A nurse pulled out a syringe and injected Kelsey’s neck, but it only made her plus furious.
It went on for hours in which the medical staff tried to find a solution and plus and plus people came outside to view what was happening.
Kelsey opened her eyes and the doctors stepped back. Her eyes were yellow and her face changed and all of a sudden she had fangs.
Despite the oath of Hippocrates the medical staff grabbed their stuff and ran to the ambulance. As the crowd separated a bright light enlightened Kelsey’s transforming body.
“Guess toi can’t serve any booze?” she moped.
“No, technically I can’t” the bartender replied. He grabbed a bottle of bourbon. “But then again, I never play par the rules” He poured a glass and shove it to her. He waved his hand when she wanted to take her wallet. “On me” “Gee, thanks” Kelsey said. “Rough night?” the bartender asked. “More like rough life and it’s only getting started” Kelsey said. “Feel like sharing?” the bartender suggested. “I can be a very good listener” “Yeah, I bet toi could” Kelsey commented, smirking a little. “Did I see a glimpse of a smile?” the bartender asked. Kelsey shook her head. “There’s nothing to smile about. My dad threw me out of the house”
“Okay, that sucks” the bartender. “But we all have daddy issues at some point in our live. It’ll turn out fine in the end. Trust me, I would know” he winked.
“I don’t think this will” Kelsey a dit neurotic. She put down the glass and coughed. “This was a bad idea”
“What, coming here ou having alcohol?”
“The second” Kelsey answered. “I’m feeling sick” The moment she got of her tabouret she grabbed her head and screamed.
“What’s wrong?” the bartender exclaimed and he came from behind the bar.
“My head!” Kelsey cried.
“Come on, let’s get toi outside” the bartender said. He threw Kelsey’s arm over his shoulder and guided her outside, the other customers watching them. Once they were outside he let go of her and she leaned with her back against a wall. “You better now?”
Kelsey shook her head. “It’s only getting worse” she cried. “Oh God” She dropped on the ground and convulsed.
“What the hell’s going on?” the bartender exclaimed desperate. “You… toi want me to call the hospital?”
But Kelsey was in too much pain to answer, so he decided on his own and dialed 911.
But even they couldn’t help her. Her body curled and her eyes rolled in their sockets, spittle dripping out of the corner of her mouth. They tried to put her in a strait-jacket, but for that she had to lay still and she didn’t.
“Please give her something to calm down” one said. A nurse pulled out a syringe and injected Kelsey’s neck, but it only made her plus furious.
It went on for hours in which the medical staff tried to find a solution and plus and plus people came outside to view what was happening.
Kelsey opened her eyes and the doctors stepped back. Her eyes were yellow and her face changed and all of a sudden she had fangs.
Despite the oath of Hippocrates the medical staff grabbed their stuff and ran to the ambulance. As the crowd separated a bright light enlightened Kelsey’s transforming body.
It’s come to my attention that a lot of angry shipping messages have been sent to the lovely Julie Plec recently via Twitter. I thought it might be a good idea for fans to give her a break from the drama for a jour and flood her with nice things.
Date: Saturday, December 31st
Rules:
1- DON’T bash ships. As ideal is it would be, the point of the jour is to focus on the positive and let her know that we support her regardless of endgame…not to try to win an argument.
2- DO feel free to thank her for giving us so many wonderful scenes this season Remind her that even though shippers can be batshit crazy, a lot of us are good, positive people.
3- DO send her non ship related l’amour as well. She is a huge part of the reason this montrer is so amazing.
Date: Saturday, December 31st
Rules:
1- DON’T bash ships. As ideal is it would be, the point of the jour is to focus on the positive and let her know that we support her regardless of endgame…not to try to win an argument.
2- DO feel free to thank her for giving us so many wonderful scenes this season Remind her that even though shippers can be batshit crazy, a lot of us are good, positive people.
3- DO send her non ship related l’amour as well. She is a huge part of the reason this montrer is so amazing.
It was five minutes to Midnight. Jeremy wandered around at Fell’s Church, glancing at his watch. He looked around to see if the nurse wasn’t there yet. He heard murmur behind him and turned around quickly.
“Don’t say I’m late” the nurse a dit when Jeremy opened his mouth. She looked around to see if no one could see them.
“I doubt anyone’s going to see this” Jeremy mumbled. The nurse sighed and put her hand in her pocket. She took out a cylinder box and gave it to Jeremy. Sonata it said. “It’s a new medicine. It only stays in your body for a short time, and it works if toi have trouble falling asleep. It’s safe, but take only one. If something happens it’s on me” she a dit worried.
“No one would know toi gave me the pills” Jeremy said. “I’m not going to betray you”
“Well, that’s a relief” the nurse a dit cynical.
“Hey, can I know your name?” Jeremy asked.
But the girl was already gone.
“Don’t say I’m late” the nurse a dit when Jeremy opened his mouth. She looked around to see if no one could see them.
“I doubt anyone’s going to see this” Jeremy mumbled. The nurse sighed and put her hand in her pocket. She took out a cylinder box and gave it to Jeremy. Sonata it said. “It’s a new medicine. It only stays in your body for a short time, and it works if toi have trouble falling asleep. It’s safe, but take only one. If something happens it’s on me” she a dit worried.
“No one would know toi gave me the pills” Jeremy said. “I’m not going to betray you”
“Well, that’s a relief” the nurse a dit cynical.
“Hey, can I know your name?” Jeremy asked.
But the girl was already gone.
So here's the thing, Elena loves Stefan, but is drawn to Damon. I find this sad, she dumps the caring Matt for doing nothing, only because she fancies Mr.Salvatore. They fall in l’amour bla bla bla, and then Elena is introduced to Damon, Stefan's older and seductive brother, very hot i must say. But she doesn't just get rid of Stefan because they have this unique bond and plus Damon creeps Elena out. So, here's my question, should Damon have ELena, is he trying his best to get eh love-feeling back because she looks like Katherine? Should Stefan have Elena because they have this unique bond that can't be broken? ou should Stefan and Damon never exist and Matt and ELena live happily ever after as mortals? Although that would mean no Stefan and Damon rivalry which would not be good! Help me out here!
Saturday, July 25
TBD: Heroes, Sanctuary and Warehouse 13
10-11 a.m.: Chuck
10:15-11:15 a.m.: Eastwick
11 a.m.-12 p.m.: Lost
11:15 a.m.-12 p.m.: Family Guy
12-12:45 p.m.: The Cleveland Show
1-1:45 p.m.: Futurama
1:30-3 p.m.: Glee (including new episode screening)
1:45-2:30 p.m.: The Simpsons
2:45-3:45 p.m.: V (including full pilot screening)
4-5 p.m.: Fringe
4:45-5:45 p.m.: Human Target
6-7 p.m.: Vampire Diaries
7:15-8 p.m.: MythBusters
According to E!online and nina-dobrev.com
TBD: Heroes, Sanctuary and Warehouse 13
10-11 a.m.: Chuck
10:15-11:15 a.m.: Eastwick
11 a.m.-12 p.m.: Lost
11:15 a.m.-12 p.m.: Family Guy
12-12:45 p.m.: The Cleveland Show
1-1:45 p.m.: Futurama
1:30-3 p.m.: Glee (including new episode screening)
1:45-2:30 p.m.: The Simpsons
2:45-3:45 p.m.: V (including full pilot screening)
4-5 p.m.: Fringe
4:45-5:45 p.m.: Human Target
6-7 p.m.: Vampire Diaries
7:15-8 p.m.: MythBusters
According to E!online and nina-dobrev.com