ELENA GILBERT.

constantly on a move , this is what she can tell about   the new girl in town . admiration welcomes human heart , something like this , leaving friends behind , saying goodbye to the city she was born in , walking away from all the memories painted upon these streets is unimaginable to the popular , golden girl . angelic lips form a smile , comfort sparkling trough brown eyes , gaze is soft , welcoming , trying her best to make the girl feel wanted .     ❛   so you’re always moving around ?    ❜   surprise visible upon angelic features , another word forcing to be thrown out   (  WHY  ?  )   but tongue pushes it back inside her throat with flying success , regardless the fight between wanting to know more & something to be inappropriate , she manages to hold back her curiosity .       you know what ? there is a party next to the old cemetery this friday , you should come , make some friends . what do you say ?       warmthness shrouding her voice , tilt of head to the side , silk , brown rays cover slender shoulders . there is a smile , so wide & genuine , perhaps there is some part of her inner self speaking to herself , to elena gilbert , encouraging herself to step out of mysery , to allow herself to move on from her parent’s death , to slowly go back to the girl she was before , to leave the fear behind  (  if only it would be as easy as speaking about it   ) .  

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       for a brief moment,   a snippet,   opposite of elena’s pondering over her situation,  plays for bella  – an idea where she’d stayed in one place.   imagining if she’d never gone to forks,   she wouldn’t be able to say she knows any of what that person might be.        ❛  –  i’ve moved a couple of times ..   i guess this is the bigger adjustment;    i don’t know too many people here yet,  ❜   she explains in a gentle tone,   the softness in her character always a staple of how she’s perceived.            …  A PARTY ?      is it not painfully ironic that she’s had more near-death experiences than she’s ever bothered to attend a party  ( which count miraculously sits at zero )  ?     it may show on her face   –   through a raised eyebrow,   mind clinging to the concept.    she knows she wants to go;   why wouldn’t she?    she had to get out.   elena gilbert,   bothering to engage her ..   it was perhaps worth entertaining any offer given.     INHALE,   EXHALE …     ❛  –  yeah.    could be fun..   do people just,  like,  dress casual for something like that or  – ?  ❜

 

BELLA SWAN

independent and selective canon divergent twilight/tvd roleplay blog for isabella swan.
mutually exclusive, multi-verse and ship. oc, crossover, and au friendly.

❛ she defies us all. ❜

written by sam.
twenty - est.
est 07/2013, revamped 11/2015. triggers will be tagged. please read rules before interacting.

❛ life is hard. ❜

draft count: 8.
message count: 0.
starter count: 0.
plotting: open.
queued: infinite.

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