if i'd end up with you [ n a y l o r ]

[shannon anne rodd]

s h o u ld i g i v e u p o r s h o u l d i

just keep chasing pavements even though it

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[atrb=width,240] shannon pursed her lips as she walked into the common room. it needed a make-over. definitely. she walked over to the vending machine and grabbed a cherry coke. her favorite. shannon looked around for an empty, quiet seat. away from all the madness of foosball competitions. she slid out her DELL laptop and started to work on her history project. ugh. she took sips of her soda every so often. she looked around, at the boys at the foosball table, the girls flirting unsuccessfully... she rolled her eyes. as she was doing so, she caught someone walking towards her. and she knew him. bastian, everyone called him. shannon didn't want to admit it, but she had a crush on him. she went back to her project, trying to avoid eye contact. tap tap tap! at this point, shannon was typing random things like; rave is my horse. obby is too. what are you, stupid? shannon told herself. she groaned silently, and went onto the internet. sooner or later, he was going to come over. and shannon would just have to deal with it.

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[shannon anne rodd]

s h o u ld i g i v e u p o r s h o u l d i

just keep chasing pavements even though it

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[atrb=width,240] Awkward much? Shannon's one and only crush was talking to her. Of all the girls in the school, her. Why? Shannon sucked it up and replied quickly. "My name's shannon. shannon rodd." she smiled. "so." she added, shutting her laptop and clicking her nails on the top. she looked up at him. "i'm just going to assume you ride. i mean, for what other reason would you be here?" she laughed. now the question ran through her mind. does he like me? oh, i really hope so! she thought nervously. shannon was trying her best to keep cool, calm, and collected. if that was even possible. shannon tapped her foot nervously. her mind- and eyes- wandered. and they landed on him. oh my god. that smile. those eyes. she thought. ohhh. shannon was about ready to just plain faint. but really, after everything she'd heard about him: cheating, using them... why, oh, why did she have to fall for the one sebastian keller? why?

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[SEBASTIAN THOMAS KELLER]

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[SEBASTIAN THOMAS KELLER]

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[shannon anne rodd]

s h o u ld i g i v e u p o r s h o u l d i

just keep chasing pavements even though it

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[atrb=width,240] shannon smiled and looked down, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. she blushed. "thanks, I think it's a pretty name, too." she mumbled. come on shannon! step up your game; flirt with him! go get him girl! shannon encouraged herself. well, more so her conscience. "I own Let the Raving begin and thank you, captain obvious. Otherwise known as Rave and obby." shannon said. "Uhm, you wanna go riding together some time?" she added, flashing a white grin. that's it, shannon. keep that up. shannon's mind rang. she had a voice in her mind. she called it anne, after her middle name. oh, how shannon hoped that sebastian would say just that one, simple, three-letter word. Yes. or yeah, at least. she looked up at him. "so, what do you think? can do it on any day of the week." don't rub it in! called anne. shannon growled in her mind at anne.

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[SEBASTIAN THOMAS KELLER]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; height: 380px; background-color:#E3E3E3; border-left: 30px solid #883a2f; border-bottom:30px solid #883a2f; border-top:30px solid #883a2f; border-right: 30px solid #883a2f;] sebastian tilted his head a bit. rave and obby. he knew those two. by their barn names as least. well, muse did, actually. he would always act better around the two of them for some reason. "you've got beautiful horses. muse loves them. he's always so stubborn but he took the tack when he saw your horses. weird, eh?" he said, chuckling a bit. his eyes flickered down to the floor, and he began to drum his fingers on his knee, thinking. muse needed an exercise. maybe he could ask her to help him or something. shannon interested him, like most of the girls did when he first met them. then, a bit caught off guard by her offer, he smiled and nodded, blinking slowly."i'd love to go riding with you." he replied smoothly, flashing a white smile and chuckling at her nervousness. huh, just as he was about to ask the same question, she got the courage up. maybe she was intimidated. or was just head over heels. that was the usual reason. he would have accepted anyway.. she was hot, he was hot. it had to happen eventually. it was simple math. "we can go right now if you'd like. if you don't mind, that is." he stood up slowly and held out his hand for her to take if she wanted to leave. he raised an eyebrow and winked, just to make sure she would accept. his lips were always turned up in a mischievous smile, disguised to be a pleasant one, when it didn't mean well at all. notes, my mind is all "SHANBASTIAN ASFGHJKL".. sigh.. why, sebastian, must you be a player? word count, two seven eight thanks brooklyn from caution

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