Supernatural Fan Fic.
Beautiful Disaster chapter 4The next Saturday, I went over to Kylies house to spend the night. Kylies parents were out of town on a short trip to honor their anniversary, and they wouldnt be back until dinnertime on Sunday. Kylie wasnt thrilled about the idea of being left alone for the weekend, so she invited me over to keep her company. Earlier in the day, we walked downtown to our favorite street, which was lined with a bunch of small stores where we often went shopping. After checking out a few clothing stores and a music store, we headed over to a coffee shop.Beautiful Disaster chapter 4 by dcfan0590
Beautiful Disaster chapter 3During the following school week, I made every attempt to speak to Oliver, but unfortunately, I wasnt very successful. It seemed like he was trying to avoid and ignore me at all costs. Which was really annoying, considering I had to figure out what had happened at the dance and why he was continuing to make appearances in my dreams. Second period Latin was as awkward as ever. I was sitting right next to him and he didnt have any intention of talking to me.Beautiful Disaster chapter 3 by dcfan0590
Beautiful Disaster chapter 2It was a half-hour before the dance, and Kylie and I were getting ourselves ready. The two of us were standing in front of my mirror, putting on makeup with Nirvanas Smells Like Teen Spirit cranked up full blast. Kylie was wearing a black miniskirt, an orange and black spaghetti-strap tanktop, and black combat boots. Her blonde hair now had blood red tips, courtesy of temporary color hairspray from the local Halloween store. Lots of people did that sort of thing for the dance; some even wore capes, made themselves look dead, or wore plastic vampire teeth, like Kylie was going to do.Beautiful Disaster chapter 2 by dcfan0590
Beautiful Disaster Chapter 1An old, two-story house stood at the end of a crumbling blacktop driveway, beyond a rusty, cast iron fence. The house was surrounded by tall, pine trees and set back from the road in a field with dying, yellow grass. It seemed as if it hadnt been occupied in over a decade; the grass on its lawn was overgrown, weeds and moss infested the cracks in the blacktop, and ivy had begun to cover the right side of the house. The slate gray paint was chipping, and the wood was beginning to decay, either from termites, weather, or age. Some of the grimy windows had been boarded up or broken, and the charcoal black door was covered in spray paint from different vandals and troublemakers who wanted to leave their mark.Beautiful Disaster Chapter 1 by dcfan0590