Ending the day early (Flea)

[Aatiyah]

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[style=font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-size: 26px; color: #B7CEEC; text-align: center; margin-top: -50px; margin-bottom: -27px;]have you heard of the big bad wolf?[/style]
[style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 20px; color: #B7CEEC; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: -50px;]that lives to steal and eats for pleasure[/style]

[atrb=width,450][atrb=border,3,true][atrb=rules,none,true][atrb=bordercolor,000000,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/2ppa59f.jpg,true] [style=float:left;width:300px; height: 316px; padding:3px; text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; background-color: #c0c0c0; overflow: auto; filter: alpha(opacity=25); -moz-opacity: .5; opacity:.5; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 4px;] School didn't end for another hour or so but yet here was Alyssa sitting on a bench in one of the shared areas just staring at the rather large fountain in front of her. She enjoyed being here just a bit more than being in the winding roads or even at home but since it was shared it often meant she would come across the upper class who did everything in their power to make her feel out of place. Alyssa didn't find this to be to troubling especially since she proved to many of them that she could carry a face of indifference towards their actions. This didn't mean she wanted to go through the entire process with them of being insulted, giving a leave me alone face, more insults, ignore, more insults, ignores more, and upper class person stomps away. She left school early because she needed time to think to herself and think hard. She could have just went home for such a task but her siblings were there and if her timing was right, so was her annoying mother. Alyssa craved something to chew on other than the rice and seaweed patty she made for lunch but since her mother probably wasn't paying the entire rent, Alyssa didn't want to risk purchasing something. Alyssa just sat their with the breeze occasionally going through her hair that was let loose. Her black close toe sandals made her feet itch as she thought about running into the fountain and just splashing its refreshing water all over her body. Everyone else was going to be gone or in school so Alyssa could do something like that, but she didn't want to get in trouble or have an upper class person accuse her of tainting the water. Alyssa stood up from the bench and stretched. She took off her black sandals and laid them next to her make shift bag. She lifted her red berry dyed shirt and placed it with the rest of the items. She left her skirt on for a bit more modesty but then again with her cotton bra already in full view she couldn't see why it would be an issue to show her underwear. Alyssa removed her black skirts and jogged to the fountain in front of her. She could see their were tons of coins at the bottom of the fountain and some rocks, as if it was something sacred about the water that would bring all her wishes true. Taking a gulp of hair she dove right in and immediately came back to see a pair of eyes staring back at her. [/style]

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[style=font-family: times; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -23px; color: #B7CEEC;]this is made by zingara of on the edge![/style][style=padding-bottom: 40px;] [/style][/center]

[Coy]

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[atrb=style, background:#768b93; border-top: 3px solid #2a3c43]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; border-top: 3px solid #2a3c43]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; border-top: 3px solid #2a3c43; border-right: 3px solid #2a3c43]

[atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style,width:20px][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#768b93;]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; color:#2a3c43; font-family: Arial; border-right: 3px solid #2a3c43; border-left: 3px solid #2a3c43; border-bottom: 3px solid #2a3c43;][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #b8c7cd; padding: 0px 8px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; font size: 12px;]I walk along the city streets[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; padding: 0px 10px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase]So dark with rage and fear[/style] [style=font-family: courier; color: #b8c7cd; padding: 0px 10px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: uppercase; font size: 15px; border-top: 1px dotted #1a5f79; border-bottom: 1px dotted #1a5f79; margin-top: -5px;] And I, I wish that I could be that bird And fly away from here [/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; padding: 0px 5px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase;]“[/style][style=padding: 15px; color: 3b4244; font-family: times new roman; background: #90a5ac url(http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/5981/letterbg.png); margin: -20px 20px -23px 20px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dotted #2a3c43;] It was early afternoon, the time most of the kids were in school. Both upper class and lower class confined to a few large rooms. Most kids complained constantly about having to go there, but in reality they were lucky. Or so thought Flea. He was one of the unlucky ones; a child forced to sit outside and catch whispers of lessons he would never learn. So desperately did he yearn to learn that he had asked Atlas to teach him to read and add. But Atlas was too busy, and neither Crow nor Switch had the desire like his. So he would travel to the large brown building everyday and sit outside, drawing the squiggles others called letters in the dirt. An hour or so before all the kids came swarming out, Flea would leave. It was better to remain unnoticed than have a flurry of questions and excuses. So here he was, aimlessly walking out in the village square. It was empty and silent, the only sound was a small breeze rustling the dry leaves on the trees. He was alone, it was peaceful. The urge to open his mouth and sing came rushing like a waterfall. He obeyed. His voice started out quiet and soft, then grew a bit louder as he continued with his song. “Boy and his dog Went out looking for the rainbow You know what did they learn Since that very day.” It grew more confident as he continued, his sweet voice carrying throughout the whole circle. A robin in a tree nearby sang along, it's sweet chirp and his young voice swirled together in a beautiful melody. “Walking by the river And running like a blue streak Through the fields of streams and meadows Laughing all the way. “ The robin flew to his finger as Flea continued to sing. His smile was large, black vest blowing in the wind. “Oh redwood tree Please let us under When we were young we used to go Under the redwood tree.” He ended the song at that verse, his voice still echoing throughout the circle. He and the robin met eyes, and a sense of calmness and understanding passed between. They were alike, the robin and him. Unfortunately the moment was gone with a splash, literally. A loud splash came from the center of the circle, startling the robin and sending it flying away. Suppressing a small frown, Flea decided to investigate the source of the noise. Walk turning into a jog, he dashed to the center of the circle. A large fountain stood, it's shiny metal rim sparkling in the sunlight. It's water bubbled a bit, before a head emerged from the surface. Jumping back a few paces in surprise, Flea let out a small gasp of fright. In the water was a teenage girl, and to his utter embarrassment all she wore were her undergarments. His face a bit pink, Flea focused on his shuffling sandaled feet. “Umm.. h-hello.,” he mumbled.[/style][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]”[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]― fusao "FLEA"[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]TAGGED : TEXT HERE[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]WORD COUNT : 503 WORDS[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]NOTES : Not really the quality I wanted..[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; border-bottom: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]CREDITS : template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#768b93;]	[atrb=style,width:20px]
	[cs=3][atrb=style, height:10px; background:#768b93;]

[Aatiyah]

[style=padding-top:70px;] [/style]
[style=font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-size: 26px; color: #B7CEEC; text-align: center; margin-top: -50px; margin-bottom: -27px;]have you heard of the big bad wolf?[/style]
[style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 20px; color: #B7CEEC; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: -50px;]that lives to steal and eats for pleasure[/style]

[atrb=width,450][atrb=border,3,true][atrb=rules,none,true][atrb=bordercolor,000000,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/2ppa59f.jpg,true] [style=float:left;width:300px; height: 316px; padding:3px; text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; background-color: #c0c0c0; overflow: auto; filter: alpha(opacity=25); -moz-opacity: .5; opacity:.5; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 4px;] Alyssa smiled when she came up from the dive into the water. The pair of eyes she met when she came up belonged to a young boy, a much younger person that she was. She noticed that he said hello and took that moment to get out of the fountain. His aura was light, he didn't seem like someone who would tell on her. She muttered a hello under her breath as she placed her clothes back on attempting to make it a bit less awkward for the young boy. There were somethings that he didn't need to see until he was older. She hardly took much time to look him but his pale white skin was noticeable against his dark violet eyes and black hair. She took her silver hair into her hand and squeezed the water out and she shook her hair wildly like a dog. Her hair in result was super curly and sticking everywhere but given what she was wearing it just made her look exotic and almost sexy. Alyssa smirked at the idea of being considered sexy and turned back to the boy before her. She couldn't for the life her tell if he was upper class or lower but she realized that since he was so young he might not even notice. She smiled and gestured for him to sit next to her. She kept her sandals off and brought her knees to her face so she could lean on it, almost looking as if she was in the full fetal position. "What are you doing out of school little one?" Hardly anytime had passed since she took her dunk in the fountain, probably 5 at most but to see something outside of school especially someone as young as him. [/style]

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[style=font-family: times; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -23px; color: #B7CEEC;]this is made by zingara of on the edge![/style][style=padding-bottom: 40px;] [/style][/center]

[Coy]

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[atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style,width:20px][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#768b93;]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; color:#2a3c43; font-family: Arial; border-right: 3px solid #2a3c43; border-left: 3px solid #2a3c43; border-bottom: 3px solid #2a3c43;][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #b8c7cd; padding: 0px 8px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; font size: 12px;]I walk along the city streets[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; padding: 0px 10px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase]So dark with rage and fear[/style] [style=font-family: courier; color: #b8c7cd; padding: 0px 10px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: uppercase; font size: 15px; border-top: 1px dotted #1a5f79; border-bottom: 1px dotted #1a5f79; margin-top: -5px;] And I, I wish that I could be that bird And fly away from here [/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; padding: 0px 5px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase;]“[/style][style=padding: 15px; color: 3b4244; font-family: times new roman; background: #90a5ac url(http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/5981/letterbg.png); margin: -20px 20px -23px 20px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dotted #2a3c43;]Still a bit pink, Flea faced the other direction while the girl put her clothes back on. He had never really been around many girls, and this was an awkward way to encounter one. When he was sure she was fully dressed, he turned back to face her, his face feeling hot. After a slight moment of embarrassing silence while the older girl dried off and squeezed her hair, she sat down. Noticing that the girl was motioning for him to join her on the ground, he slowly followed and sat beside her. Wrapping his arms around his knees he resisted the urge to rest his chin on his legs and concentrate of the sound of the flowing fountain. Instead, he tuned into what she was saying. Shifting uncomfortably at her question, Flea wondered whether he should tell her the truth or not. She seemed to be a lower class as well, but who knew what she would do if she found out that four kid boys were secretly living in an abandoned house by themselves. “Another question,” he said softly, “is why you aren't in school either.” After he spoke the words, Flea worried that he sounded too smart or too resentful. His only intentions were to avoid a question he would rather not answer. “Sorry about that,” he spoke again. “What's your name?” [/style][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]”[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]― fusao "FLEA"[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]TAGGED : TEXT HERE[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]WORD COUNT : 228 WORDS[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]NOTES : As you said about your post, not at all as long as I would have hoped it to be.. D:[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; border-bottom: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]CREDITS : template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#768b93;]	[atrb=style,width:20px]
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[Aatiyah]

[style=padding-top:70px;] [/style]
[style=font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-size: 26px; color: #B7CEEC; text-align: center; margin-top: -50px; margin-bottom: -27px;]have you heard of the big bad wolf?[/style]
[style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 20px; color: #B7CEEC; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: -50px;]that lives to steal and eats for pleasure[/style]

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[style=font-family: times; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -23px; color: #B7CEEC;]this is made by zingara of on the edge![/style][style=padding-bottom: 40px;] [/style][/center]

[Coy]

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[atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style,width:20px][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#768b93;]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; color:#2a3c43; font-family: Arial; border-right: 3px solid #2a3c43; border-left: 3px solid #2a3c43; border-bottom: 3px solid #2a3c43;][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #b8c7cd; padding: 0px 8px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; font size: 12px;]I walk along the city streets[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; padding: 0px 10px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase]So dark with rage and fear[/style] [style=font-family: courier; color: #b8c7cd; padding: 0px 10px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: uppercase; font size: 15px; border-top: 1px dotted #1a5f79; border-bottom: 1px dotted #1a5f79; margin-top: -5px;] And I, I wish that I could be that bird And fly away from here [/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; padding: 0px 5px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase;]“[/style][style=padding: 15px; color: 3b4244; font-family: times new roman; background: #90a5ac url(http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/5981/letterbg.png); margin: -20px 20px -23px 20px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dotted #2a3c43;]When Alyssa answered why she wasn't in school, Flea felt a bit guilty. She had answered the question that he wouldn't. Even though it meant saying she skipped school, just to be alone. He got to be alone all the time, to him it wasn't anything special. Oh how he wished to trade places. For his greatest wish only to be wanting alone time. As Alyssa confirmed his guess about her being in the lower class, he relaxed. The little tension that was in his shoulders was released with a sigh. He felt safer. “I'm Flea. Though that's not my real,” he added, many people thought it real strange when he told them that his name was Flea. After all, what parents would name their child after an insect? Although to his dismay, he would never know if his parents were really strange enough to name him after a bug or not. He couldn't remember them. Rubbing the area on his cheek where two white, criss-crossing bandages lay, Flea couldn't help but try and remember what happened that night. But it was useless; that memory was long gone and there wasn't anything he could do to regain it. After a small moment of silence Flea quickly added, “Also from the lower class at, though I bet you could already tell.” As they relaxed, a bird in a tree nearby chirped, from it's voice Flea thought it was a Swallow. A small smile spread across his lips. Whistling a pure tune back to the bird, he let go of his knees and stretched his legs out. With his hands on the ground behind his back, he continued to whistle. [/style][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]”[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]― fusao "FLEA"[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]TAGGED : TEXT HERE[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]WORD COUNT : 280 WORDS[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]NOTES : [/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; border-bottom: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]CREDITS : template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#768b93;]	[atrb=style,width:20px]
	[cs=3][atrb=style, height:10px; background:#768b93;]

[Aatiyah]

[style=padding-top:70px;] [/style]
[style=font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-size: 26px; color: #B7CEEC; text-align: center; margin-top: -50px; margin-bottom: -27px;]have you heard of the big bad wolf?[/style]
[style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 20px; color: #B7CEEC; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: -50px;]that lives to steal and eats for pleasure[/style]

[atrb=width,450][atrb=border,3,true][atrb=rules,none,true][atrb=bordercolor,000000,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/2ppa59f.jpg,true] [style=float:left;width:300px; height: 316px; padding:3px; text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; background-color: #c0c0c0; overflow: auto; filter: alpha(opacity=25); -moz-opacity: .5; opacity:.5; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 4px;] 'Interesting' Alyssa thought to herself. She never thought a person's nickname would be called Flea, an insect that causes annoyance and bother to animals and humans alike. She hoped that the name wasn't given to him by his friends or his parents because then it would tell her he didn't come from a too happy home. Then again if he was suppose to represent the jizz energy of a flea, then surely they could have chosen another name or he could have thought of a better insect. Then again his name could be something like Roach. Alyssa shuttered at the thought. He was apparently apart of the lower class but this was questionable since his family wasn't in sight, then again neither were hers but she was the oldest. After commenting about his class status his demeanor became a bit more relaxed and the boy began to whistle. If there was any question of his age it would be right now, he couldn't be more than 10...then again 7, it was hard to tell with lower class children since not everyone had the proper nutrition. "I am sure you have a family to go to. How old are you? You shouldn't be here by yourself you know." Alyssa stated and bounced herself off the bench seat. She wanted to continue conversing with the young boy but she was worried about what his parents would say if he skipped school only to meet a much older girl. She didn't think her parents were the type of people to assume dirty thoughts but she also knew lower class were breeders, the more children the better so more can work. Alyssa only stood up, she didn't move because she didn't want Flea to feel as if the conversation ended here or that they had to leave that moment. She just knew that her younger brothers left school and was roaming around alone, she would freak out and be on the hunt for them. [/style]

[atrb=width,90,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/2ppa59f.jpg,true] [style=border: 3px solid #78c7c7; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-right: 2px; margin-left: -6px; margin-top: 20px;][/style][style=border: 3px solid #78c7c7; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-right: 2px; margin-left: -6px;][/style][style=border: 3px solid #78c7c7; margin-right: 2px; margin-left: -6px; margin-bottom: 5px;][/style]

[/size][/color][/table]
[style=font-family: times; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -23px; color: #B7CEEC;]this is made by zingara of on the edge![/style][style=padding-bottom: 40px;] [/style][/center]

[Coy]

[atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][rs=3][atrb=style, width: 100px; border: 5px solid #2a3c43]	[atrb=style, height: 30px]	[rs=3][atrb=style, width: 100px; border: 5px solid #2a3c43]	[atrb=style, height: 30px]	[rs=3][atrb=style, width: 100px; border: 5px solid #2a3c43]	[atrb=style, height: 30px]		[rs=3][atrb=style, width: 20px]
[atrb=style, background:#768b93; height: 10px;]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; height: 10px;]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; height: 10px; width: 125px]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; height: 10px; width:10px][rs=2]
[atrb=style, background:#768b93; border-top: 3px solid #2a3c43]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; border-top: 3px solid #2a3c43]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; border-top: 3px solid #2a3c43; border-right: 3px solid #2a3c43]

[atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style,width:20px][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#768b93;]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; color:#2a3c43; font-family: Arial; border-right: 3px solid #2a3c43; border-left: 3px solid #2a3c43; border-bottom: 3px solid #2a3c43;][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #b8c7cd; padding: 0px 8px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; font size: 12px;]I walk along the city streets[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; padding: 0px 10px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase]So dark with rage and fear[/style] [style=font-family: courier; color: #b8c7cd; padding: 0px 10px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: uppercase; font size: 15px; border-top: 1px dotted #1a5f79; border-bottom: 1px dotted #1a5f79; margin-top: -5px;] And I, I wish that I could be that bird And fly away from here [/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; padding: 0px 5px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase;]“[/style][style=padding: 15px; color: 3b4244; font-family: times new roman; background: #90a5ac url(http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/5981/letterbg.png); margin: -20px 20px -23px 20px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dotted #2a3c43;] Seeing that Alyssa looked confused when Flea said his name, he smiled. That reaction wasn't uncommon. Most thought that he earned it because he was annoying, but that wasn't the case. His name was Flea because he was small and had dark black hair. Before he could explain it to Alyssa though, she asked a startling question. Where was his family? That was a toughie. Flea stopped his whistling and shifted uncomfortably. What to say, what to say? To admit that he had no parents would be a mistake, putting him and his friends in danger. But how to lie and not cause suspicion? “I'm ten,” he said, something he didn't need to fib about. “My father is a builder, he needed me to stay home from school and help him today,” Flea began. “We finished early so he said I could have some free time. I chose to go here.” Hoping that his lie was convincing enough, Flea stopped and casually began to draw swirls in the dirt. Atlas was working, but he knew that Flea was careful and avoided trouble. Flea was allowed to roam as long as he was back in time for supper. Switch stayed at the house during the day, Atlas's orders. He was too much of a trouble maker, he would get them noticed. So the tough guy cooked and cleaned. How ironic. Crow spent most of his days by the water-- he wished to be a sailor--, though sometimes he and Flea would hang together during the day. It was in the evenings when the sun was setting that they met at the house and spent time together. They were like a real family. No, they were a real family. As Alyssa stood, Flea looked up. Wondering if she was leaving he stood too. Maybe she felt weird hanging around a kid so much younger than she was, he didn't blame her. When she didn't walk away or move, he though perhaps she just needed to stretch her legs, so he went and he sat on the rim of the fountain, humming to the rhythm that the falling water created. [/style][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]”[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]― fusao "FLEA"[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]TAGGED : TEXT HERE[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]WORD COUNT : 361 WORDS[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]NOTES : [/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; border-bottom: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]CREDITS : template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#768b93;]	[atrb=style,width:20px]
	[cs=3][atrb=style, height:10px; background:#768b93;]

[Aatiyah]

[style=padding-top:70px;] [/style]
[style=font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-size: 26px; color: #B7CEEC; text-align: center; margin-top: -50px; margin-bottom: -27px;]have you heard of the big bad wolf?[/style]
[style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 20px; color: #B7CEEC; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: -50px;]that lives to steal and eats for pleasure[/style]

[atrb=width,450][atrb=border,3,true][atrb=rules,none,true][atrb=bordercolor,000000,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/2ppa59f.jpg,true] [style=float:left;width:300px; height: 316px; padding:3px; text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; background-color: #c0c0c0; overflow: auto; filter: alpha(opacity=25); -moz-opacity: .5; opacity:.5; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 4px;] She wondered where the young boy grew up. She knew every place there was to know in the lower class sectors and she even made sure to have a friend in each one in case she ever gotten into trouble or needed to find her siblings, but it didn't mean she knew everyone. Alyssa nodded and pinched the boys cheeks before he could get to hyper. "Don't think for one second that I believe you, I have younger brothers and since I have to raise them I know when I can smell a lie. If you don't want to tell me then don't but don't you dare lie to me." Alyssa's eyes were slightly glazed over with cloudiness. She was angry but she knew the boy was only 10 so she tried to not let it bother her to much. If he wanted to keep secrets, that was on him but she knew no matter what age being this young and alone wasn't safe. Her skin felt extremely cool after he drive in the fountain and her clothes were still a bit damp from clinging to her wet skin but to Alyssa it still felt hot, especially when her rage began to come out. She was still holding on to Flea's cheek when she decided seconds later to give a final pinch and signal for him to get on her back. "I am taking you home. Get on my back." Alyssa clipped her voice and gave him a face. There would be no arguing with her. [/style]

[atrb=width,90,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/2ppa59f.jpg,true] [style=border: 3px solid #78c7c7; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-right: 2px; margin-left: -6px; margin-top: 20px;][/style][style=border: 3px solid #78c7c7; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-right: 2px; margin-left: -6px;][/style][style=border: 3px solid #78c7c7; margin-right: 2px; margin-left: -6px; margin-bottom: 5px;][/style]

[/size][/color][/table]
[style=font-family: times; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -23px; color: #B7CEEC;]this is made by zingara of on the edge![/style][style=padding-bottom: 40px;] [/style][/center]

[Coy]

[atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][rs=3][atrb=style, width: 100px; border: 5px solid #2a3c43]	[atrb=style, height: 30px]	[rs=3][atrb=style, width: 100px; border: 5px solid #2a3c43]	[atrb=style, height: 30px]	[rs=3][atrb=style, width: 100px; border: 5px solid #2a3c43]	[atrb=style, height: 30px]		[rs=3][atrb=style, width: 20px]
[atrb=style, background:#768b93; height: 10px;]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; height: 10px;]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; height: 10px; width: 125px]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; height: 10px; width:10px][rs=2]
[atrb=style, background:#768b93; border-top: 3px solid #2a3c43]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; border-top: 3px solid #2a3c43]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; border-top: 3px solid #2a3c43; border-right: 3px solid #2a3c43]

[atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style,width:20px][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#768b93;]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; color:#2a3c43; font-family: Arial; border-right: 3px solid #2a3c43; border-left: 3px solid #2a3c43; border-bottom: 3px solid #2a3c43;][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #b8c7cd; padding: 0px 8px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; font size: 12px;]I walk along the city streets[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; padding: 0px 10px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase]So dark with rage and fear[/style] [style=font-family: courier; color: #b8c7cd; padding: 0px 10px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: uppercase; font size: 15px; border-top: 1px dotted #1a5f79; border-bottom: 1px dotted #1a5f79; margin-top: -5px;] And I, I wish that I could be that bird And fly away from here [/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; padding: 0px 5px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase;]“[/style][style=padding: 15px; color: 3b4244; font-family: times new roman; background: #90a5ac url(http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/5981/letterbg.png); margin: -20px 20px -23px 20px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dotted #2a3c43;] Flea winced when his cheeks were pinched, but not just because of the sting of his skin being squeezed, but also because his lie was discovered. Alyssa didn't seem too happy about being lied to either. He mumbled some lame, unheard excuse to try and get out of his lie. It was useless. The girl was determined to see that he was safe, and as nice as that was he hated it. If he tried to tell her the truth, to explain that he was safe, it wouldn't work. He was frustrated now, confused and lost about what to say. Angry tears were forming in his eyes, but he was determined not to let them spill out. “I can't let you take me home,” he protested. “But I can promise you that someone is watching out for me! I'm safe!” He backed away a few steps and focused on the ground. She was going to be furious, he knew. She was already angry with him for lying, now him refusing to let her take him home. It wasn't going to go well, but he was so set on protecting himself and his friends that he didn't let the fear of getting yelled at in his way. “Please,” he whispered. “You don't know what you are messing up.” [/style][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]”[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]― fusao "FLEA"[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]TAGGED : TEXT HERE[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]WORD COUNT : 221 WORDS[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]NOTES : [/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; border-bottom: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]CREDITS : template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#768b93;]	[atrb=style,width:20px]
	[cs=3][atrb=style, height:10px; background:#768b93;]

[Aatiyah]

[style=padding-top:70px;] [/style]
[style=font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-size: 26px; color: #B7CEEC; text-align: center; margin-top: -50px; margin-bottom: -27px;]have you heard of the big bad wolf?[/style]
[style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 20px; color: #B7CEEC; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: -50px;]that lives to steal and eats for pleasure[/style]

[atrb=width,450][atrb=border,3,true][atrb=rules,none,true][atrb=bordercolor,000000,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/2ppa59f.jpg,true] [style=float:left;width:300px; height: 316px; padding:3px; text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; background-color: #c0c0c0; overflow: auto; filter: alpha(opacity=25); -moz-opacity: .5; opacity:.5; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 4px;] Alyssa's eyes softened and she let out a deep breath. She was a sucker for little kids but it didn't means that she would listen or succumb to them because of a few tears. She watched Flea and his panic to cover up whatever it was he wasn't telling her. She didn't care if he was safe, she was safe right now until midnight that is. It was obvious that this boy was either abused, an orphan or part of a larger underground network of thieves in the lower class district but she wasn't one for assumptions either. If one person took one look at her and the richness of her skin and hair, they would think she was of the upper class who just like to meddle with lower class manners. She chuckled at the idea and glanced at the boy who had made himself apart of the ground. He was determined not to move from where he was if the intent was for them to go home, but knew eventually he would have to. Walking back home wouldn't take long if she took a few shortcuts perhaps an hours at most. She pondered the idea of taking the boy with her, it wasn't like he was due to get out of school early, just as she had cut the rest of school so did her. Hell he might even live close to her. The wind was picking up and Alyssa's internal clock told her that everyone would be getting out of school in about an hour, so as long as she could leave the shared areas by that time, she wouldn't get into too much trouble for ditching. Taking a long pause to look at the young boy called Flea, she placed her hand on his head and rubbed the top of his head before lifting him up and carrying him on her back. She expected resistance, especially since she didn't tell him her intentions, she just kept holding him as she walked away from the fountain and the area's bench. [/style]

[atrb=width,90,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/2ppa59f.jpg,true] [style=border: 3px solid #78c7c7; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-right: 2px; margin-left: -6px; margin-top: 20px;][/style][style=border: 3px solid #78c7c7; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-right: 2px; margin-left: -6px;][/style][style=border: 3px solid #78c7c7; margin-right: 2px; margin-left: -6px; margin-bottom: 5px;][/style]

[/size][/color][/table]
[style=font-family: times; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -23px; color: #B7CEEC;]this is made by zingara of on the edge![/style][style=padding-bottom: 40px;] [/style][/center]

[Coy]

[atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][rs=3][atrb=style, width: 100px; border: 5px solid #2a3c43]	[atrb=style, height: 30px]	[rs=3][atrb=style, width: 100px; border: 5px solid #2a3c43]	[atrb=style, height: 30px]	[rs=3][atrb=style, width: 100px; border: 5px solid #2a3c43]	[atrb=style, height: 30px]		[rs=3][atrb=style, width: 20px]
[atrb=style, background:#768b93; height: 10px;]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; height: 10px;]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; height: 10px; width: 125px]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; height: 10px; width:10px][rs=2]
[atrb=style, background:#768b93; border-top: 3px solid #2a3c43]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; border-top: 3px solid #2a3c43]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; border-top: 3px solid #2a3c43; border-right: 3px solid #2a3c43]

[atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style,width:20px][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#768b93;]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; color:#2a3c43; font-family: Arial; border-right: 3px solid #2a3c43; border-left: 3px solid #2a3c43; border-bottom: 3px solid #2a3c43;][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #b8c7cd; padding: 0px 8px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; font size: 12px;]I walk along the city streets[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; padding: 0px 10px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase]So dark with rage and fear[/style] [style=font-family: courier; color: #b8c7cd; padding: 0px 10px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: uppercase; font size: 15px; border-top: 1px dotted #1a5f79; border-bottom: 1px dotted #1a5f79; margin-top: -5px;] And I, I wish that I could be that bird And fly away from here [/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; padding: 0px 5px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase;]“[/style][style=padding: 15px; color: 3b4244; font-family: times new roman; background: #90a5ac url(http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/5981/letterbg.png); margin: -20px 20px -23px 20px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dotted #2a3c43;] Flea saw her soften a bit, then she looked lost in thought. All of a sudden, out of nowhere, his hair was ruffled and he was picked up and placed on her back. Flea was stunned for a second and so he didn't move. Then, when he realized what she was doing, he began to struggle. Thrashing his legs about, Flea started to pound on her back. “Let.. me.. go! What are you doing?! Stop!” While he was trying to get free from her grasp, his mind went everywhere. If he just told her the truth, perhaps she would stop trying to help him. But then what if she still tried to help him. What if she thought he wasn't safe with Atlas, Switch, and Crow? In his panic, he wasn't thinking straight. So without giving it any thought he yelled, “When Switch or Atlas finds out what you did, they'll have a fit! Switch will find you, I'm sure! You can't just kidnap me!” After he spoke and processed what he said, Flea almost smacked himself on the forehead. Now she would wonder who Atlas and Switch were! He could lie again and say that they were his brothers, but she would probably suspect that he was lying again. Flea was a terrible liar. He pondered taking out his dagger that was hidden in a pouch attached to his pants. But then again, he could never harm anybody with it. Not another lower class, especially not a girl. The only reason he would use it was if his life was threatened, which it wasn't at the moment. Heaving a sigh Flea stopped his thrashing. He was in a tight spot, between a rock and a hard place. “At least tell me where you are taking me, Alyssa,” he quietly. [/style][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]”[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]― fusao "FLEA"[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]TAGGED : TEXT HERE[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]WORD COUNT : 303 WORDS[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]NOTES : Yay for your muse! [/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; border-bottom: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]CREDITS : template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#768b93;]	[atrb=style,width:20px]
	[cs=3][atrb=style, height:10px; background:#768b93;]

[Aatiyah]

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[style=font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-size: 26px; color: #B7CEEC; text-align: center; margin-top: -50px; margin-bottom: -27px;]have you heard of the big bad wolf?[/style]
[style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 20px; color: #B7CEEC; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: -50px;]that lives to steal and eats for pleasure[/style]

[atrb=width,450][atrb=border,3,true][atrb=rules,none,true][atrb=bordercolor,000000,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/2ppa59f.jpg,true] [style=float:left;width:300px; height: 316px; padding:3px; text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; background-color: #c0c0c0; overflow: auto; filter: alpha(opacity=25); -moz-opacity: .5; opacity:.5; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 4px;] Alyssa turned her head when she began to feel flea twist and turn on her back. She knew he would realize soon that it was pointless to fight her since she was much older and just a bit stronger than him. She paid no mind to his pleas to be let down since he would probably only run away, and those who run away from danger usually run into an even bigger problem. Her back was starting to sting a bit from Flea's obsessive kicking. In the thick fog of her mind she managed to hear him mention something about a person name "Switch" and "Atlas". She wasn't sure who would give their children such ridiculous names, but then again if this boy was an orphan or at least someone in trouble, she suspected it would be their code names. Flea because he is small, Switch because of the persons ability to change personalities all of a sudden and Atlas because he would find his way out of any situation. Alyssa chuckled at her thoughts. For all she knew it could be names made up by Flea to distract her, but the sudden change in demeanor from when he let the names slip out of his mouth she knew there was more to the story. She had the patience, tolerance...probably not, but she definitely had the patience to get to know the little one. "You do best to never give me empty threats little one. I can assure you Atlas and Switch wouldn't be able to harm me," Alyssa gave a harsh glare at the boy. Even though he was only 10, he should no better to toss around threats that he couldn't take care of himself. The lower class was a very harsh place to live, and if he was with anyone else she was sure the threat would have ended him up in the hospital or dead on an abandon pass. Alyssa walked a bit faster when Flea finally gave up his kicking and just laid slack on her back. He asked where they were going. After a threat like that, she wasn't sure if she wanted to bring him to her house, or to force him to show her where he lived, but since he was just a kid, she understood. "We are going to my house," she barely whispered and she broke off into a sprint. [/style]

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[style=font-family: times; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -23px; color: #B7CEEC;]this is made by zingara of on the edge![/style][style=padding-bottom: 40px;] [/style][/center]

[Coy]

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[atrb=style, background:#768b93; height: 10px;]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; height: 10px;]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; height: 10px; width: 125px]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; height: 10px; width:10px][rs=2]
[atrb=style, background:#768b93; border-top: 3px solid #2a3c43]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; border-top: 3px solid #2a3c43]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; border-top: 3px solid #2a3c43; border-right: 3px solid #2a3c43]

[atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style,width:20px][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#768b93;]	[atrb=style, background:#768b93; color:#2a3c43; font-family: Arial; border-right: 3px solid #2a3c43; border-left: 3px solid #2a3c43; border-bottom: 3px solid #2a3c43;][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #b8c7cd; padding: 0px 8px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; font size: 12px;]I walk along the city streets[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; padding: 0px 10px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase]So dark with rage and fear[/style] [style=font-family: courier; color: #b8c7cd; padding: 0px 10px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: uppercase; font size: 15px; border-top: 1px dotted #1a5f79; border-bottom: 1px dotted #1a5f79; margin-top: -5px;] And I, I wish that I could be that bird And fly away from here [/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; padding: 0px 5px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase;]“[/style][style=padding: 15px; color: 3b4244; font-family: times new roman; background: #90a5ac url(http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/5981/letterbg.png); margin: -20px 20px -23px 20px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dotted #2a3c43;] Flea was a bit jostled when Alyssa started to run, being bounced roughly on her back as her paced picked up. Why had she thrown him the glare? Because of his threat? It was no empty one, he thought. His friends would find him, and they wouldn't be too happy either. But then Flea was stunned. To her house? His only hope was that when they got there her parents would surely force her to let him go, right? After all, he had to be home by sunset or Atlas would have a fit. Though if he were to be late because he was kidnapped, Atlas couldn't possibly be angry at him. But then Flea could be confined to the their house just like Switch was, both for their own safety. Even as much as he adored Switch, there was no way Flea could stand being cooped inside a house for even a few days. “You can't keep me, you know,” he told her. “They will find me.” What he said was true. Though she may take it as another idle threat, one that she thought he couldn't back up. But she was wrong. This was a fully loaded threat. No, it was true, Atlas and Switch would never harm Alyssa, but they could very well find Flea is he went missing. “You're making things worse, you're not protecting me, I wish you'd understand that,” he spoke softly. It was true, by doing this Alyssa could ruin everything that their group had worked so hard to make. They could be separated, never to see each other again.. And what would happen if Flea had an episode? One of those times when his mind went completely blank, where he could remember even less then what he knew of himself now. Atlas was always there when those happened. He was the only person who could help Flea remember his past, the past that Flea so desperately yearned to know. “Please,” he groaned though it was useless, “You have to let me go!” [/style][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]”[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #0e1f25; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]― fusao "FLEA"[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]TAGGED : TEXT HERE[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]WORD COUNT : 345 WORDS[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]NOTES : Glad you're back![/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: b8c7cd; border-top: 1px dotted #2a3c43; border-bottom: 1px dotted #2a3c43; margin-bottom: -15px]CREDITS : template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#768b93;]	[atrb=style,width:20px]
	[cs=3][atrb=style, height:10px; background:#768b93;]

[Aatiyah]

[style=padding-top:70px;] [/style]
[style=font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-size: 26px; color: #B7CEEC; text-align: center; margin-top: -50px; margin-bottom: -27px;]have you heard of the big bad wolf?[/style]
[style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 20px; color: #B7CEEC; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: -50px;]that lives to steal and eats for pleasure[/style]

[atrb=width,450][atrb=border,3,true][atrb=rules,none,true][atrb=bordercolor,000000,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/2ppa59f.jpg,true] [style=float:left;width:300px; height: 316px; padding:3px; text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; background-color: #c0c0c0; overflow: auto; filter: alpha(opacity=25); -moz-opacity: .5; opacity:.5; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 4px;] "Look, I don't care if you think I will regret it or not. You are too small and too young to be walking out here by yourself. You don't have to tell me where you live but I am at least dropping you somewhere nearby, that is the only compromise here." Alyssa resisted the urge to roll her eyes and drop the boy, she doesn't usually do compromising with little children especially those as young as her brother. Since it was still day time she knew he would just make it home to whoever atlas and switch were for him. She wondered if the names could be code names for local druggies in the area, and he was probably making a delivery. Flea didn't have anything on him last she looked at him and his tine frame won't hide much of anything for him to give or sell to someone. Alyssa, usually much careful decided to not as for Flea to empty out his pockets. She did just willingly volunteer herself to bring him somewhere near home and he was a random kid she didn't have to speak to. Her back started to buzz in pain a little remind her of the hard labor she to do when she returned home. Many of the crops were dying out and this was literally the last two days for her to get them out the ground. She switched Flea from her back and moved her to her side. He would be more likely to hit her in the face so he could escape but Alyssa was a fast runner. She sighed in relief as some of the pressure moved off her back. "How important are Atlas and Switch to you? You should be in school and not wandering around even this time of day with an adult or guardian. You know that. Alyssa's voice softened but still held firm. She wanted answers. She continued to look straight and noticed that soon the paths would be splitting. [/style]

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[style=font-family: times; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -23px; color: #B7CEEC;]this is made by zingara of on the edge![/style][style=padding-bottom: 40px;] [/style][/center]