Under the tattered cover

[MINI]

God what is with him and his fascination for coordinated tights.

Okay normally she wasn't the sort to go un-hinge a wedgie in public as picking your butt in front of others was well beyond tacky but she at this point and time could really give a rats ass about public opinions of her playing grab ass with herself, They after all hadn't been forced into those dreadful wool feeling tights.

Perhaps if it wasn't the fact that she had spent a better part of today engaged in the intense battle of keeping the crotch of said tights away from her knee's then maybe just maybe her damn skivvies wouldn't be flossing the crack of her butt as they were right now frankly it was a mystery to her that how narrow the crack was it still manage to hold what felt like a football fields length of material.

Honesty she didn't remember putting on Granny panties this morning but she was certain that she had them on now and if she didn't do something right that moment than she soon would be sporting a rather embarrassing belt manufactured by the Fruit of the Loom...

Looking down she wondered if she looked at guilty as she felt.. Her face felt hot.. No that couldn't be good. Am I blushing?..

Wincing at the thought she lifted her eyes and did a quick once over checking for witness... Shaun was exactly where she left him mewing over the literature splendor of C.S. Lewis.. God how he loved to hear himself talk.. Well it was serving its purpose right now as she doubted he would notice if she un-hinged his wedgie much less her own...

God she hated how open it was in this part of the bookstore she knew she could back up against a wall but to be honest that was obvious too.

Without a moments thought on it she simply just jumped into action in a manner one might use to rip a band-aid off a rhino Liberty ripped her tights and underwear from her crack of her butt where they had been resting for the past hour, after an overzealous hoist up on the tights that left the waist band resting under her bra strap...

Letting out a sigh of relief that could only be rivaled by Frodo Baggin's after he manage to ditch that pesky ring she sighed and ceremoniously flopped herself against a bookshelf..

Focusing on Shaun who had gone shockingly quiet she looked at him and saw him looking at her wide eyed in a fashion that he might look as if he just noticed she had a third leg or something..

"what? It was hurting.. I'm fairly certain another moment of friction and it would have started a fire or something..."

It seemed her statement didn't stop his gawking... She looked down to see what he was gawking at.. In that exact moment she wished she hadn't.

Somehow in her de-hinging she manage to put a hole in her tights so large that one leg was exposed to her ankle.. In that moment of humiliation all that she could manage to say was..

"Hmmmm.." and with that she turned foot and walked towards to the bathroom where the little show of absolute humiliation could continue..

Muse:workableMusic:Check Yes JulietWearing:THISTag:No one Yet..

[damon]

Damon parked his black really old Cadillac Eldorado(http://www.cadillacwallpapers.com/bulkupload//eldo//Cadillac%20Eldorado/Cadillac%20Eldorado%201967.jpg) outside the bookstore. He wasn` t really the kind of guy that cared about cars, except from this car. It was one of the few remaining things he had from he was still human. The car had been a gift from his parents for his birthday when he turned 16. It had been a desperate try to get his attention on something else than partying. If only it had worked, then he would have been an old happy man by now.

The reason Damon had driven the way from Forks to Port Angles was that the assortment of books in Forks really sucked.
Reading may seem like a really unusual interest for a guy like him. He wasn`t one of the nice guys, he dressed like a rockstar and had a careless attitude.

He stepped out of the car and shut the door carefully. His car door was probably the only door he cared to close with carefulness. Of course he could never slam a door shut behind him for obvious doorkilling reasons. Slowly (and really hot looking) he took of his rayband sunglasses, nearly making a couple of girls nearby pass of, and revealed his red eyes. He hung his glasses at his gray Vnecked tshirt and put the car keys in his dark blue jeans pocket.

He opened the door leading into the bookstore and cursed at the damn bellsound that always just HAD to be there in certain stores. Why it annoyed him so much he did not know, it just did. Most things did, most people too.
Just as he took a step into store looking around he caught the glimpse of a girl running to wards the bathroom. She clearly looked embarrassed and he saw why when he noticed that her tights was seriously damaged.
Even the short glimpse he also noticed that this girl wasn`t like any other girl, he could even smell it. She wasn`t human, or not completely human. Few things caught his interest, but a half vampire always did. Mainly because he had only met one before.

Damon just raised an eyebrow before continuing to a random bookshelf. He had no idea what to read, or what to look for. It was only recently that he had began reading again. He had been to wild, too hungry for blood, too obsessed with killing and just letting his instincts control him. Well, now he had more control of himself, not that it made the burning in his throat any better.

[MINI]

Well would you look at that they can put a restroom in the most inconvenient place imaginable.. She thought to herself as she had to take that dreaded walk of shame from the back of the store to the near front of the store when she mistaken the Employee’s stock room for what she had hoped was the loo.

Passing the history section she found a small gaggle of girls who in all honesty looked as if they knew little more of history than what MTV could possibly offer in their 5 second shot outs between such shows as Jersey Shore, Sixteen and pregnant.. Of course the fuss those girls were making of course caught her attention, whispering was something that always drew a curious girl like Liberty.

She stopped and glanced over their turned shoulders and spotted what was the base of their ruckus.. Her prior notions of why girl’s like that didn’t’ belong where they were standing as one of them was clutching the latest Paris Hilton book as if it were the Holy Bible.. Currently they where debating which lucky one was going to talk to him.

With a roll of her eye she continued on with her walk of shame to the bathroom.. Once tucked neatly inside she quickly removed the tattered re-mains of luxury leg coverings that Demetri had personally picked out…Looking at herself with bare legs she grimaced at the coloring of her skin against the dark denim of her skirt. What was normally the color of peaches and cream sadly looked STARK WHITE..

Well least don’t have to worry about people staring.. They look TOO long and they will be BLINDED

She pushed the thought out of her mind and quickly did the same to the thought of Demetri’s reaction to her Wardrobe Edit that happen without his controlling authorization.. She could almost hear his voice his accent soft but still un-settling..

With another wince she let it all go and washed her hands and dabbed a bit of moisture on her face to refresh and she left the safe confines of the wash room to the large store that either seemed to grow smaller or fill with more people that had been in there prior to her wardrobe malfunction..

It was embarrassing she knew she was wearing the same things that other girls her age wore and still strangely she felt naked as she stood. And with each step she found her hands at the hem of her skirt attempting to magically lower it. Sadly it sooooo wasn’t working.

She returned to her shelf of choice and decided best course of action was to loose herself in the books.. She found an amusing title..

“Pride and Prejudice and Zombies? Sounds promising as Demetri did suggest I bring home something of a Classic nature.. ”

She thumbed to first page and found an amusing scene where zombies were attempting to eat Ms. Lucas when the annoying giggling caught her attention.. Looking up noticed the Guy had just turned the corner and was now along her rack and sadly he had brought his little fan club with him.. She glanced past him a friendly look on her face she was going to say hi to the girls when something happened..

She was used to being liked.. Normally if she smiled and showed she was friendly people were friendly back but this time it didn’t work that way.. She smiled and they scowled.. She didn’t understand she thought maybe she had done something.. She gave them a confused look and noticed they were whispering about her strange hair color no doubt coming from a bottle…

Well she was used to Demetri being critical of her and where she could handle just about any constructive criticism this was different what they said about her was a lie.. And the fact that they were so mean about it made her mad as she had never been the object of a bully before.. Sadly those poor girls didn’t know what they had just walked into when they decided to cross her path..

She gave a smirk at the boy.. “ Well, well… Would you look at this.. You do know you’re a lot more handsome than they were giving you credit for.. “ She felt a wave of satisfaction hit as those three girls turned three very suggestive shades of red.. “ You know that blond one there actually referred to you as Liquid Sex poured into a pair of tight jeans… I personally think she has it wrong though.. Your not really sex I would say more Sin.. Yes that is right Your Liquid sin poured into a pair of tailored to fit jeans..” She watched as those three girls made a hasty if not quiet Retreat.. Looking down she whispered.. “ I’m sorry I think I just dispatched your little Fan club of raging hormones.. But I do have to say I think I did you a favor one was clutching a book by Paris Hilton whom I didn’t know could Write.. “

Muse:workableMusic:Check Yes JulietWearing:THISTag:No one Yet..