+7 Swift Fans at your door.

[C]; Ciara sighed, “OK now it’s getting old..” She said looking at them. “Taylor! Come see the people at the door! I told all of you that people would follow us here and guess what not a single one of you listened!” She rambled as she walked away from the still opened front door.

[T]; Taylor ran to the front door sighing, “Ciara Quinn what did I tell you? I strictly told you to not answer the door while you were in this mood and you answer it. Go do something that will get you out of this mood I hate it!” Taylor called in the direction her sister left, she rolled her eyes and looked at the people at the front door. “Sorry.. I don’t know why she’s acting like this.. Taylor Swift, and you are?”

This had been quite an eventful day.

First a piece of paper sticking to her face, then she ran around the entire city chasing the same piece of paper, and then she met him…

George, he was sitting next to her now, telling her stories, and making her laugh. Even now she covered her mouth to giggle. She wished she could see more of him. All she could see was black hair.. Grey skin.. And white teeth.

The silly rule, not being able to see true colors until you touched your soul mate. Skin on skin, and every fine she accidentally bumped into him, it was just their shoulders, which were dressed with a work suit or a blouse.

She didn’t pay much attention to that now, as he continued with his story, at least she could hear his true voice and laugh.


Letting out a deep sigh, James slowly heaved himself up off of the grubby pavement that he had fallen on when the vortex manipulator had dumped him. “Ow.” He whined, rubbing his head from where he had hit it during the fall. Really need to find a better means of transport. 

It was then that he felt a presence behind him and James quickly turned around on the spot, coming face to face with someone who looked rather familiar. “Oh, hello. Wasn’t expecting to see you here.” He commented, pausing for a second before he raised an eyebrow. “Actually, why are you here?”


Haven leaned back into the bench, her posture worsening slightly as she did so. The cool wind pushed her hair into her face, and when she pawed it out of the way with her hand, she tucked her phone into her jacket pocket. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a stranger, but she didn’t look up.

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“Ooh, that’s a lot of people there.” Avalanna stated, smiling over at the group of people. Maybe four wasn’t a lot, but to Avalanna, it was quite a few.

“It’s only four.” Camila shrugged, the corners of her lips tugging into a smile. “Hi, I’m Camila, and she’s Avalanna. Anything we can do to help you with anything?” She greeted as the two approached one of them.