HOLDEN, LENA

[lena holden]

HELLO MY NAME IS LENA HOLDEN AND I AM 13 YEARS OLD. I'M A HUMAN AND I'M A ARISTOCRAT AND I WAS BORN ON 26, JULY IN AMERICA. MY NATIONALITY IS AMERICAN. PEOPLE SAY I LOOK LIKE ANNASOPHIA ROBB. THEY ALSO SAY THAT I AM QUIET, SHY, AND SWEET. TO BE HONEST, I'M BEING PLAYED BY SAMMII.

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Jul 1, 2010 19:32:19 GMT -5 @aubrey said:

She stretched out wiggling her toes as sleep tried to descend upon her. Aubrey felt the numbness still her bones and she merely sank into it, not caring if some strange boy was half dressed and tied to her arm. He had two hands didn’t he? If he wanted to leave all he had to do was untie the rope around his neck… Aubrey’s eyes snapped open as she realized that, and then her entertainment would be gone, were would the fun of that be? She pouted but then sleep came in a tide, washing over her like an ocean wave and she sank back under, the frown still there on her face. She didn’t even bother to look at DJ as he asked her about his appearance in those ugly old shorts instead she murmured something too low for his to catch, thank God. Aubrey yawned again, stretching out her arms and arching up her back as did so, hearing a healthy pop before she settled back down into her nest. She wasn’t in the mood for his questions or to listen to the deep bass of his voice for Aubrey –who would never admit it- was growing fond of DJ. Perhaps it was because she hadn’t had the luxury of human company for quite some time or maybe because she hadn’t had the pleasure of another in quite some time, but whatever the reason Aubrey was beginning to like DJ’s company. But of course he had to go and ruin it again, that bastard.

Denis, was that seriously his name? Aubrey couldn’t help but smirk to himself, coming up with so many ways to tease the poor youth about it. She liked the ring of DJ though but just annoy the other she knew she’d still call him Pony Boy , the smirk grew into a grin, but not once did Aubrey open her eyes as he spoke but instead stayed perfectly still on her make shift bed, arms now behind her head as she debated whether or not to tell him answers. She hadn’t really given it much thought when she had put on her shirt, she’d seen him nude so it didn’t matter he had seen her and really it hadn’t been much just her torso. She did laugh out loud though when he stuttered, what was his problem? It was just a body, hadn’t he seen a girl before? Aubrey rolled her eyes, probably not. Who would want to get close to him when he a personality of an ass? Sure he was pretty damn hot, even if she’d never ever admit it but still it made her sides ache with giggles at just thinking about what DJ was missing out on.

Aubrey hunkered back down into her bed, the clothes warm underneath her and once more she almost slipped to sleep. She wasn’t going to answer his questions yet, nah she’d do that later after she’d hunted. But it seemed like DJ had another idea as she plopped down next to her. A light hiss emitted from the girl, but she didn’t move from her place. Annoying little rugrat, she thought dryly scrunching her eyes tighter. Then of course he had to go and be his usual self which Aubrey was about to kick down a few notches. He started to shake her shoulder and Aubrey groaned wondering why she had even took pity on him and clothed his ass. Then remembered he had supposed to been her meal for tonight and a few weeks too, but no of course nothing on this damned island could be that easy. Her nose scrunched up in disgust at the thought, if she ever got off of Ivory Island she’d make sure to nuke this place. She liked that idea, when she was Dictator Aubrey of the whole planet her first royal decree was to nuke this island.

He poked her cheek and the auburn haired girl huffed turning over on her side to look up at him through thick eyelashes. He was probably right, it wouldn’t be nice to just go to sleep and make him stay put, but she was not about to give him up either. Besides he had no idea about the island it seemed so she’d have to help him. Great it was like playing family again like she had when she was little. Aubrey was the mom and DJ the baby… No more like Aubrey was the evil step mom and DJ was the about to be the victim. She liked that idea better. “Fine.” She muttered, sitting up and leaning on DJ, rubbing sleep out of her eyes.

“Okay so listen up, bloke. This here place is called Ivory Island, and no good comes of it. There’s a lot of weirdos here, and don’t poke fun of me either ‘cuz I’m probably a 2 or 3 on the scale of weird mind you that’s the least bit. You see, there’s all kind of things and critters roaming about.” She held up a hand ticking the creatures off on her fingers, “Let’s see… There’s vampires, witches, humans, succubus, and shifters… Oh forgot about the kelpies. Vamps, witches -well there’s only one witch-, and humans are pretty much self explanatory. But the others aren’t… What I gather Succubuses like sex um Shifters -that’s me- can turn into a animal but only one… And then kelpies are like water horses. Freaky huh?”

Aubrey explained, now picking dirt out from under one of her nails then she perked up as her stomach rumbled too. Aubrey stood up offering a hand to DJ, the concept was completely foreign to her since her arrival on the island but some bits of her manners was coming through the longer she was in human company. Aubrey’s feral form had taken a toll on her but DJ was helping bring back a little bit of her humanity. “Alright then, what can I interest you in? Fruits? Seafood?” She smirked seductivly, “Or me?” Aubrey joked waiting for DJ to get up off his butt.

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