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Dangerous Dances: chapter 9

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Dangerous Dances: chapter 9

Wednesday finally brought with it the confrontation with Janie. I found her in our first class, and caught up with her as we went out the door. “Janie,” I called, catching her arm. “Hey,” I smiled. “Sally.” She hesitated. “I’m sorry I got so upset the other day, Sally,” she said. “It’s okay,” I assured her. “I know you’re just worried.” “How about we just forget about it for now, then. Then we can move on,” she suggested. And just like that, we were friends again. I had hoped it would be that easy, but I’d still been so annoyed before, and I thought

Dangerous Dances: chapter 8

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Dangerous Dances: chapter 8

I didn’t see Janie on Monday at school, and the next exciting thing in my schedule was seeing Helena at work. I met her on the way to my desk, and we confirmed it: today was the day we would discover the identity of the ghost in the Archive. I had left the book in the middle of the table upstairs, and we picked it up, a sense of expectation heavy in the air. Helena opened the clasp, and flicked the pages apart. “Samuel?” I asked, feeling very strange talking to thin air. “Samuel, is this you? Is this your book? Please, Samuel Pickering, we want to help you.” I waited. I’d seen enough strangeness by now to wond

Dangerous Dances: chapter 7

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Dangerous Dances: chapter 7

I was waiting in the cafeteria when Thomas turned up on Saturday evening. I was wearing one of my favourite pairs of blue jeans – the worn ones with the holes on the knees. I’d kept to casual clothes with my top, too, choosing just a normal T-shirt, and then a hooded jumper over the top. That was the good thing about meeting at someone’s house – you didn’t need to worry so much about fitting in, because there were fewer people to fit with, and because a house seemed far more relaxed and informal. I slid into the passenger seat, noticing some of the boys inside looking appreciatively at the silver car. Unfortunately,

Dangerous Dances: chapter 6

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Dangerous Dances: chapter 6

When I got to work, I knew I had to do something to take my mind off the argument, so I slipped into the Archive and came back with the book. I pushed aside my previous misgivings about taking it downstairs, and sat at my desk to examine it. It really was beautiful, I thought, and yet there was also a sense of ill will about it. It was bound in brown leather, slightly worn around the edges and by the spine. When you looked closer, there were a couple of darker patches, stains, along the bottom of the front cover. There was no name printed on the spine of the book, but that wasn’t really uncommon for older books. The most interesting thi

Dangerous Dances: chapter 5

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Dangerous Dances: chapter 5

On Tuesday, we got some work back from on of the teachers, and Janie was a bit disappointed, so I suggested we go for a wander around the city centre, looking at some of the shops. We looked at the clothes for a while first, but then drifted over to the Grainger Market to look around at some of our favourite stalls and shops. We looked at the patterns they had on the stall selling cushion covers this week. I wanted to find one that would match some of the other stuff in my room, and tried to check the place every couple of weeks. We bought a few oranges between us in a paper bag, and were just heading down towards the second-hand book shop wh

Dangerous Dances: chapter 4

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Dangerous Dances: chapter 4

The problem with saying you would meet someone at a trendy gothic club was that you then had to have something appropriate to wear. I stood in front of my wardrobe with my hands on my hips. Would my jeans be smart enough, I wondered? Maybe. Something blacker would be better though. Eventually, I pulled out a red top with silver sparkles on, and decided that the jeans would do, this time at least, and if they didn’t quite look smart enough, then I could wear something else next time. Huh. Next time. I found the clothes shop easily when I got there. I’d only been waiting a few minutes when Thomas arrived. He looked almost exactly as

Dangerous Dances: chapter 3

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Dangerous Dances: chapter 3

Chapter Three The weekend brought with it a trip to do one of my favourite things – indoor climbing. I’d discovered some of the local walls in about November, and started coming when I could. I met Peter the second time, and recognised him from one of my classes at the university. The next time we bumped into each other at the centre, we got talking, and had come climbing together just before Christmas. I met him by the front desk, and we exchanged pleasantries as we hired our kit. Peter was quite tall, but still had an innocence about him that spoke of school, not quite broken into the big wide world. His short but curly hair was

Dangerous Dances: chapter 2

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Dangerous Dances: chapter 2

I headed back to the university halls where I stayed, and spent a happy evening with my best friend Janie where we shared our stories from Christmas and compared presents. Janie was in most of my classes at the University, and we’d bonded in the first week. Classes passed fairly uneventfully, and before I knew, I was back at work. Today was the day for our great adventure. Helena led me into the Archive fairly early on in our shifts, when it was quiet. The building is one of those big, Victorian ones that all the more interesting bookshops are built in. The staircases are wide and sweeping, and the red carpets make you think of women in

Dangerous Dances: chapter 1

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Dangerous Dances: chapter 1

When I started work at the Wild Book Shop, it wasn’t quite what I had been expecting. Some of the books coming alive being the obvious thing, but there was also the vampires who were frequent visitors, and various other supernatural creatures that I’d only read about as a child. This, though, was something new. “A ghost?” I asked, sceptically. “Uh huh” nodded my friend Helena, who was sat across from me. “I’ve seen it.” It was my first day back at work after spending Christmas at home with my family. The University term had started up again, and working here helped me pay some of my bills. Almos

Illecebra Epilogue

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Illecebra Epilogue

Epilogue So that was that. I knew I would see Matt soon at the bookshop, and I’d be able to keep talking to him then. I wasn’t sure where things would go for us from here, but I knew I’d done the right thing for now. Maybe it wouldn’t matter that I’d split up with him – maybe the damage had already been done. Maybe. I’d just have to wait and see. I was still working in the Wild-Book Shop, which gave me lots of scope for adventures. I had a great new friend in Helena, and possibly Joshua and Thomas, although I wasn’t entirely sure I wanted the wild unruliness that came with them. I knew that my adventu
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Dangerous Dances: chapter 9

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Dangerous Dances: chapter 9

Wednesday finally brought with it the confrontation with Janie. I found her in our first class, and caught up with her as we went out the door. “Janie,” I called, catching her arm. “Hey,” I smiled. “Sally.” She hesitated. “I’m sorry I got so upset the other day, Sally,” she said. “It’s okay,” I assured her. “I know you’re just worried.” “How about we just forget about it for now, then. Then we can move on,” she suggested. And just like that, we were friends again. I had hoped it would be that easy, but I’d still been so annoyed before, and I thought

Dangerous Dances: chapter 8

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Dangerous Dances: chapter 8

I didn’t see Janie on Monday at school, and the next exciting thing in my schedule was seeing Helena at work. I met her on the way to my desk, and we confirmed it: today was the day we would discover the identity of the ghost in the Archive. I had left the book in the middle of the table upstairs, and we picked it up, a sense of expectation heavy in the air. Helena opened the clasp, and flicked the pages apart. “Samuel?” I asked, feeling very strange talking to thin air. “Samuel, is this you? Is this your book? Please, Samuel Pickering, we want to help you.” I waited. I’d seen enough strangeness by now to wond

Dangerous Dances: chapter 7

D

Dangerous Dances: chapter 7

I was waiting in the cafeteria when Thomas turned up on Saturday evening. I was wearing one of my favourite pairs of blue jeans – the worn ones with the holes on the knees. I’d kept to casual clothes with my top, too, choosing just a normal T-shirt, and then a hooded jumper over the top. That was the good thing about meeting at someone’s house – you didn’t need to worry so much about fitting in, because there were fewer people to fit with, and because a house seemed far more relaxed and informal. I slid into the passenger seat, noticing some of the boys inside looking appreciatively at the silver car. Unfortunately,

Dangerous Dances: chapter 6

D

Dangerous Dances: chapter 6

When I got to work, I knew I had to do something to take my mind off the argument, so I slipped into the Archive and came back with the book. I pushed aside my previous misgivings about taking it downstairs, and sat at my desk to examine it. It really was beautiful, I thought, and yet there was also a sense of ill will about it. It was bound in brown leather, slightly worn around the edges and by the spine. When you looked closer, there were a couple of darker patches, stains, along the bottom of the front cover. There was no name printed on the spine of the book, but that wasn’t really uncommon for older books. The most interesting thi

Dangerous Dances: chapter 5

D

Dangerous Dances: chapter 5

On Tuesday, we got some work back from on of the teachers, and Janie was a bit disappointed, so I suggested we go for a wander around the city centre, looking at some of the shops. We looked at the clothes for a while first, but then drifted over to the Grainger Market to look around at some of our favourite stalls and shops. We looked at the patterns they had on the stall selling cushion covers this week. I wanted to find one that would match some of the other stuff in my room, and tried to check the place every couple of weeks. We bought a few oranges between us in a paper bag, and were just heading down towards the second-hand book shop wh

Dangerous Dances: chapter 4

D

Dangerous Dances: chapter 4

The problem with saying you would meet someone at a trendy gothic club was that you then had to have something appropriate to wear. I stood in front of my wardrobe with my hands on my hips. Would my jeans be smart enough, I wondered? Maybe. Something blacker would be better though. Eventually, I pulled out a red top with silver sparkles on, and decided that the jeans would do, this time at least, and if they didn’t quite look smart enough, then I could wear something else next time. Huh. Next time. I found the clothes shop easily when I got there. I’d only been waiting a few minutes when Thomas arrived. He looked almost exactly as

Dangerous Dances: chapter 3

D

Dangerous Dances: chapter 3

Chapter Three The weekend brought with it a trip to do one of my favourite things – indoor climbing. I’d discovered some of the local walls in about November, and started coming when I could. I met Peter the second time, and recognised him from one of my classes at the university. The next time we bumped into each other at the centre, we got talking, and had come climbing together just before Christmas. I met him by the front desk, and we exchanged pleasantries as we hired our kit. Peter was quite tall, but still had an innocence about him that spoke of school, not quite broken into the big wide world. His short but curly hair was

Dangerous Dances: chapter 2

D

Dangerous Dances: chapter 2

I headed back to the university halls where I stayed, and spent a happy evening with my best friend Janie where we shared our stories from Christmas and compared presents. Janie was in most of my classes at the University, and we’d bonded in the first week. Classes passed fairly uneventfully, and before I knew, I was back at work. Today was the day for our great adventure. Helena led me into the Archive fairly early on in our shifts, when it was quiet. The building is one of those big, Victorian ones that all the more interesting bookshops are built in. The staircases are wide and sweeping, and the red carpets make you think of women in

Dangerous Dances: chapter 1

D

Dangerous Dances: chapter 1

When I started work at the Wild Book Shop, it wasn’t quite what I had been expecting. Some of the books coming alive being the obvious thing, but there was also the vampires who were frequent visitors, and various other supernatural creatures that I’d only read about as a child. This, though, was something new. “A ghost?” I asked, sceptically. “Uh huh” nodded my friend Helena, who was sat across from me. “I’ve seen it.” It was my first day back at work after spending Christmas at home with my family. The University term had started up again, and working here helped me pay some of my bills. Almos

Illecebra Epilogue

I

Illecebra Epilogue

Epilogue So that was that. I knew I would see Matt soon at the bookshop, and I’d be able to keep talking to him then. I wasn’t sure where things would go for us from here, but I knew I’d done the right thing for now. Maybe it wouldn’t matter that I’d split up with him – maybe the damage had already been done. Maybe. I’d just have to wait and see. I was still working in the Wild-Book Shop, which gave me lots of scope for adventures. I had a great new friend in Helena, and possibly Joshua and Thomas, although I wasn’t entirely sure I wanted the wild unruliness that came with them. I knew that my adventu

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When I started work at the Wild Book Shop, it wasn’t quite what I had been expecting. Some of the books coming alive being the obvious thing, but there was also the vampires who were frequent visitors, and various other supernatural creatures that I’d only read about as a child. This, though, was something new. “A ghost?” I asked, sceptically. “Uh huh” nodded my friend Helena, who was sat across from me. “I’ve seen it.” It was my first day back at work after spending Christmas at home with my family. The University term had started up again, and working here helped me pay some of my bills. Almos
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I'm an 18 year old student in my last year of high school. I love to write, and would like to do it professionally one day. I live on the west coast of Scotland.

Current Residence: Scotland
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Operating System: Mac OS -- (soooo much better.)

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at the moment, Fall Out Boy
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'Illecebra' coming down

'Illecebra' coming down

This story will be up for approximately one more week. Although at this point I'm thinking it's unlikely I'll ever edit it to try and sell it, I don't want to keep it up just in case. So, if anyone wants to re-read favourite bits (*snort*) or anything like that, you've only got a few more days. If you miss it - read Dangerous Dances! It has a much better plot! :D

More writing done

More writing done

Finished chapter 12... finally! And the next chapter will be easy to write too, although probably not as long. I also typed up the first chapter of a different story, that I put in my notebook a few weeks ago. I'd like to get a few chapters done on that before I start sharing, and I'm only going to let myself work on it once I've done at least 1000 words of Dangerous Dances each day. I'll let you know how things go.

Character meme: ask me questions

Character meme: ask me questions

Pick one of my characters from the list, or another one if I've not put them down, and I'll tell you an interesting fact/piece of information about them. Daniel Caroline Thomas Joshua Matt Janie Helena

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turnip-stewStudent Digital Artist
[link] :P xxx
Heh.
At least I know what you're talking about, now. :)
turnip-stewStudent Digital Artist
*cough cough* i seem to remember you saying something about CHAPTERS and POST NEW when i was talking to you on the phone a few days ago. :P

xxx
Ah, um, er....

If I can wrestle the computer away from other people later, I'll do it then.
Sorry!
turnip-stewStudent Digital Artist
*turns Ailsa upside down and squeezes her to see if more story comes out*
Meeep!!

*goes to post 2nd chapter, cos she said she would do it yesterday*
turnip-stewStudent Digital Artist
ha ha "meeep!" heh

:P