Can't Have Secrets Without Sin [Sammie]

[Wynter Moriarty]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 375px; height: 440px; background-image: url('http://i42.tinypic.com/rvalhd.jpg'); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius: 30px 30px 30px 30px; border: 0px solid #414141;] Something Wicked Comes This Way "Bye Trace," she purred, watching one of her fellow classmates head out the door, but not without a quick smile. Oh, how lovely it had been to get such a distraction, a sexual release of pent up annoyance and all in the privacy of the woods. Wynter Moriarty did not entirely understand why Appleberry had these little shacks but at the moment, she truly did not care. Plus, as aggressive as she was, every girl had their needs. Normally, Wynter did not care for she never liked being seen as weak but the moment that some bitch had put peroxide into her hair, her nerves of steel scattered just a little bit. Blonde was not her color at all, she hated it and most of all, it looked fake. Whoever had done it, surely that had been their attention and if there was one thing that Wynter despised it was looking like white trash. Whoever it was, they would pay with their dying breath as far as she was concerned. At least it hadn't changed the fact that Trace kept on meeting her for their occasional hook up. He fully understood her true color. Dusk was falling outside now as she hooked her bra back up and quickly pulled a black shirt over her head. Amber eyes look to the window and outside world for a moment, leering at it now for she could not help but to think that she was being watch. Probably some pervert who had simply been watching her dirty deeds. The thought made a look of disgust cross her face now as she pulled her panties back on, but just simply did not bother with pants. If someone was truly out there, she was just going to tell them to fuck off now. Storming to the door, Wynter threw it open in a dangerous wave of anger as she stopped out, her feet planted firmly on the grass, "Whoever is out there better show themselves right now!" she snarled, glowering at the trees which looked as dead as the person was going to be when when she got her hands on them.

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[Sammie Leger ♥]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 2em; -moz-border-radius: 2em; background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/14e9a45.jpg), width: 400px; height: 400px;] You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown He senses something, call it desperation Another dollar, another day And if she had the proper words to say, ( She would tell him But she'd have nothing left to sell him --------------- ! ) Silence. Pure silence. Nothing but the soft padding of the tree's leaves brushing against each other from the breeze. Nothing but the birds chirping quietly in the trees and a creek somewhere in the distance. The woods were by far Sammie's favorite place to be, they were so secluded and dark. These woods had seen many strange things - frightening things - yet here they remained, standing so beautiful and sacred. Sammie had her own tiny cabin a bit away from where she was now, in a part of the woods where sunlight never reached and the only sound was thunder on a stormy day. But Sammie knew that there were many cabins in these woods where people went when they didn't want to be found. Today, though, this place didn't feel beautiful. In Sammie's hand was a massive firecracker, called "Piccolo". It didn't need a match to be ignited and it had caused various injuries and some deaths all over the world. Of course, Sammie wasn't set out to kill her exactly, which isn't to say she wouldn't throw a party if it did. A black hoodie was wrapped around her tiny frame and a hood covered her head of thick, golden blond hair. When she heard Wynter's voice, she dove behind a large bush without making a sound, her eyes wide as she searched for an open window or door. Her eye caught a window that was slightly ajar. She waited, though, for a few moments to see if the girl would come out further from her house. ♥ ♥ ♥ template by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 LYRICS BY PANIC AT THE DISCO

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[Wynter Moriarty]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 375px; height: 440px; background-image: url('http://i42.tinypic.com/rvalhd.jpg'); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius: 30px 30px 30px 30px; border: 0px solid #414141;] Something Wicked Comes This Way There was nothing but silence now in this part of the woods. No bugs, no birds, no wildlife at all and not even the breeze blew gently. Everything felt dead yet why could she not shake that feeling that she wasn't alone and being watched. Amber eyes narrowed as Wynter Moriarty continued to scan the area looking for something, anything for this would not be the time that somebody would dare to mess with her. In all matters, our little Wynter has seen better days and on those better days, people could get away with out a scratch. But as of late, she had been far more dangerous than usual. People were not mice to play with, no, they were simply things to kill, "If somebody's there, you better show yourself now!" Nobody answered though and everything was still eerily quiet with the dusk settling in. And for a moment, Wynter had a change of thought. Maybe it was Trace. Maybe he had only faked leaving and he was still there. It hadn't been the first time he had done it before, for an athlete, the guy could be a real freak sometimes when it came to sex. Tentatively, she took a few steps out now, still glancing around, "Trace? If that's you, I don't have any time for catch me, bondage me." Still nothing, but for a moment she thought she saw movement. Cocking her head slightly, Wynter pushed pernoxide blonde hair out of her face as she took a few more steps now, her bare feet crushing the earth below, "Trace?"

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[Sammie Leger ♥]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 2em; -moz-border-radius: 2em; background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/14e9a45.jpg), width: 400px; height: 400px;] You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown He senses something, call it desperation Another dollar, another day And if she had the proper words to say, ( She would tell him But she'd have nothing left to sell him --------------- ! ) Sammie's eyes widened as Wynter approached her hiding spot. She stood up, tightening her hood and dashing silently around the corner of the house, jumping behind another massive bush and hugging her knees, breathing quickly, eyes wide. The fire cracker was still clutched in her hand as she waited for the bitch to go inside. She was rambling on to Trace, who Sammie had watched leave some eight minutes ago. She stifled a laugh. She spun around and slowly peeked through a tiny gap in the leaves of the bush to see if Wynter had gone inside yet. Then, she began to think of an escape plan, just in case she was caught. ♥ ♥ ♥ template by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 LYRICS BY PANIC AT THE DISCO

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[Wynter Moriarty]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 375px; height: 440px; background-image: url('http://i42.tinypic.com/rvalhd.jpg'); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius: 30px 30px 30px 30px; border: 0px solid #414141;] Something Wicked Comes This Way Nothing. There was nothing and yet it still felt like there was something. As she got close, there was a rustling of leaves and as Wynter Moriarty quickly turned she saw...nothing, still. She did nothing but frown now, it wasn't Trace. He wouldn't play for this long. If anything, it was probably just a stupid animal or she had just been simply imagining this whole thing. Although, something in the back of her mind still told Wynter that somebody was watching her, and they may not have the best intentions. Then again, nobody at this school ever had the best intentions for anybody. People were about pleasing themselves, not anybody else. After all, she knew this philosophy quite well and it was what kept her a threat to everybody else. Amber eyes glanced over the area one last time before she just shook her head, "Whatever." Besides, she needed to put some pants on now before she hiked back to the school. With that, Wynter Moriarty turned and headed back inside.

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[Sammie Leger ♥]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 2em; -moz-border-radius: 2em; background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/14e9a45.jpg), width: 400px; height: 400px;] You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown He senses something, call it desperation Another dollar, another day And if she had the proper words to say, ( She would tell him But she'd have nothing left to sell him --------------- ! ) She grinned at Wynter's word. Whatever. After Sammie was sure that the girl had gone into the cabin to pack of her things, Sammie stood up hurriedly, reaching for the small pack of eight matches in her back pocket, tightening her hood again and approaching the window. She peered inside but Wynter wasn't looking her way. She knew, however, that if she didn't hurry she'd probably sense something and turn around. Quick as a whip, Sammie grabbed a match and swiped it speedily across the sandy surface. A small flame lit up the darkness and it was probably only moments before Wynter noticed the reflection, but with the touch of flame to cracker, Sammie went into fast forward, tossing the firecracker as far into the cabin as she could go, spinning around and booking it past the biggest tree, dodging trees as she searched for the exit to the forest. And suddenly, from behind her, Boom! The ground shook a bit and Sammie could see blue and orange smoke and flames in the distance, but she kept running until she was hidden again. ♥ ♥ ♥ template by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 LYRICS BY PANIC AT THE DISCO

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[Wynter Moriarty]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 375px; height: 440px; background-image: url('http://i42.tinypic.com/rvalhd.jpg'); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius: 30px 30px 30px 30px; border: 0px solid #414141;] Something Wicked Comes This Way She had been busy gathering her things now, throwing them all into her backpack. They were various things, both sex related and as well just the usual girl stuff. Not to mention, her pants, she needed to find those. Pausing in her work, Wynter Moriarty glanced around now, "Where the hell did they get thrown?" she muttered to herself, amber eyes searching. Wynter felt that eerie sensation all of the sudden yet again. Her gaze snapped around her, just in time to see a spark of fire in the darkness before something clattered into the cabin, rolling across the floor. She remained rooted to her spot, amber eyes watching the thing come to a complete stop before she realized what it was: a firecracker. "Holy shit," were the only words that managed to leave her lips as she grabbed her back, scrambling to get out of the cabin now just as the thing went off behind her. A searing pain hit her thigh, causing Wynter to fall the moment that she got outside. Rolling over, amber eyes widen as she stared down at her leg now, a good chuck of her flesh burning with crimson blood running down it, the smell of singed hair filling up her nostrils just as the loud boom escaped the cabin, shaking it. Tears flooded Wynter's eyes now, trying hard not to cry as the pain continued to grow. As the wood of the cabin started to take light, she quickly scrambled back away from it, not bothering to get up from the forest ground. Amber eyes watched for a moment before she went back to her leg, "Fuck," it hurt like hell, it looked hell. Whoever it had been was going to pay, but she could barely concentrate on her anger, only the agonizing pain that filled her up even when she wasn't moving.

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[Sammie Leger ♥]

-closed- damn we so have to do a confrontation thread omg i think she should somehow find out or assume it was sammie?

[Wynter Moriarty]

haha, it works for me either way. I'll have it that she found out some how because even Wynter wouldn't think that Sammie would go to that extreme.