"Shit, shit shit!" he thought as he threw the batter into the pan and looked at the clock. "Only an hour!?" He hissed, shoving the heart-shaped raw cake into the oven. Tyler turned to the кухня and stared in horror. Flour powered every cranny of the room, egg shells cluttered the floor, the sugar bag was tumped over, so was the cooking oil but it was spilling on the floor. The огонь caster groaned. He still had to dethorn the dazzling red roses, clean, душ and get dressed!
In a hurry he sped over to the Розы and stared at them, a million thorns decorated each of the twelve flowers. How do florist do it?" the thought faded away as he quickly got to picking. A hiss of pain erupted as a point dug into his skin, drawing blood. He whined and continued plucking. He finished. Blood covered his hands and he was on the edge of exploding when a smell of burning wafted into his nose. He turned and screamed as smoke erupted from the oven. Blue eyes narrowed to a оранжевый and he stared in shock. Another burning smell broke his spell and he turned to the roses. Fire! "No..No...No.No.!" He whimpered in panic and hurriedly chunked the vase of water on them. Glaring at the clock he realized he was out of time.
Suddenly a squeak of a door sounded over the loud smoke detector. There stood an elegant Becca in a stunning blue,fitted, dress. Her hair, in springy curls, danced across her shoulders. "Ty?" Her voice trailed from her lips as she observed the image before her. The кухня a mess, smoke loomed above them, and in the center was a tall soot haired boy, cake batter splashed his face and clothes, blood dripped from his main index finger, his hands were red stained, and he was giving the cheesest smile.
"Happy Valentine's Day, beautiful!" He chimed, trying to hide his distress, a single red rose drooped from his hands.
"Ty, what is this?" Her mouth gaped.
Ty was defeated,"Oh, Becca, I'm so sorry I tried so hard to make this perfect, but the cake and the Розы and.. I'm so sorry!"
Becca smiled,"Tyler! This? This is wonderful!" She trotted up to him and hugged him, taking the цветок in her hand,"Don't be sorry!" She dashed a finger across his face and licked the batter that covered it. "I bet the cake was delicious! And this rose!' She danced around until she was in his arms again,"You must have worked so hard to pick it out," Thank you!" Becca smiled before Поцелуи him.
It felt like time had stopped, but Ty pulled away. "You're not mad?"
"Haha! No!"
"But I ruined everything!"
"You're the only present I need, Ty."
He smirked."Happy Valentine's day, Becca. I Любовь you."
Swiftly he picked her up and headed down the hallway into his room.
"I Любовь Ты too."
-.-***-.-
In a hurry he sped over to the Розы and stared at them, a million thorns decorated each of the twelve flowers. How do florist do it?" the thought faded away as he quickly got to picking. A hiss of pain erupted as a point dug into his skin, drawing blood. He whined and continued plucking. He finished. Blood covered his hands and he was on the edge of exploding when a smell of burning wafted into his nose. He turned and screamed as smoke erupted from the oven. Blue eyes narrowed to a оранжевый and he stared in shock. Another burning smell broke his spell and he turned to the roses. Fire! "No..No...No.No.!" He whimpered in panic and hurriedly chunked the vase of water on them. Glaring at the clock he realized he was out of time.
Suddenly a squeak of a door sounded over the loud smoke detector. There stood an elegant Becca in a stunning blue,fitted, dress. Her hair, in springy curls, danced across her shoulders. "Ty?" Her voice trailed from her lips as she observed the image before her. The кухня a mess, smoke loomed above them, and in the center was a tall soot haired boy, cake batter splashed his face and clothes, blood dripped from his main index finger, his hands were red stained, and he was giving the cheesest smile.
"Happy Valentine's Day, beautiful!" He chimed, trying to hide his distress, a single red rose drooped from his hands.
"Ty, what is this?" Her mouth gaped.
Ty was defeated,"Oh, Becca, I'm so sorry I tried so hard to make this perfect, but the cake and the Розы and.. I'm so sorry!"
Becca smiled,"Tyler! This? This is wonderful!" She trotted up to him and hugged him, taking the цветок in her hand,"Don't be sorry!" She dashed a finger across his face and licked the batter that covered it. "I bet the cake was delicious! And this rose!' She danced around until she was in his arms again,"You must have worked so hard to pick it out," Thank you!" Becca smiled before Поцелуи him.
It felt like time had stopped, but Ty pulled away. "You're not mad?"
"Haha! No!"
"But I ruined everything!"
"You're the only present I need, Ty."
He smirked."Happy Valentine's day, Becca. I Любовь you."
Swiftly he picked her up and headed down the hallway into his room.
"I Любовь Ты too."
-.-***-.-
Trying to explain to Skylar why and what she wont say, and why the past may not matter, and why life sucks
Life Is a Sin : by Dox Eternal (ask me who that is okay, if u dont know)
Why is it a sin?
Does it really matter where i've been?
Life can take us on journeys
that no one else would understand.
If life is a sin,
Why don't we just stop livin'?
For us life may not be true,
life throws us огонь and we wont know what to do.
Любовь is part of life,
But living is sin,
It makes no sense anymore,
we will never win.
Любовь is lie, that we just keep on livin'
becasue life is a sin,
i will never understand,
Even though i aint perfect,
I am emotional,
But Ты wouldn't understand
i am some one else,
B/c i'm not really who u tihnk i am,
iam, iam.
Because life is a sin,
i will never fit in,
I know,
Любовь is life, but life aint good for you,
life is a sin,
and i will never know what to do, for you.
Life Is a Sin : by Dox Eternal (ask me who that is okay, if u dont know)
Why is it a sin?
Does it really matter where i've been?
Life can take us on journeys
that no one else would understand.
If life is a sin,
Why don't we just stop livin'?
For us life may not be true,
life throws us огонь and we wont know what to do.
Любовь is part of life,
But living is sin,
It makes no sense anymore,
we will never win.
Любовь is lie, that we just keep on livin'
becasue life is a sin,
i will never understand,
Even though i aint perfect,
I am emotional,
But Ты wouldn't understand
i am some one else,
B/c i'm not really who u tihnk i am,
iam, iam.
Because life is a sin,
i will never fit in,
I know,
Любовь is life, but life aint good for you,
life is a sin,
and i will never know what to do, for you.