EmmaEmilyLily

Bright, colorful lights fill the dance hall, making you wince as you stepped in from the dark outdoors. Lords and ladies clad in clothes of all colors and shades twirled gracefully onto the dance floor. The clinking of glasses could be heard along with echoing laughter. You smiled and laughed with them, swooping your arm as your dance partner spun you around delicately, but firmly. The sparkling chandelier above you twirled in a funnel of lights. The colors, light, sounds and smells seemed to overflow together into what seemed like magic... Ding Ding Ding "Wahh!" You yelped with surprise. You managed to keep yourself in bed despite your fla

                           Wolfsbane: Part One You sighed as you stepped out into the rain, using the stacks of newspapers in your hand as an umbrella. It wasn't a shocker when they quickly became soaked through, and all it really did was weigh down your head a bit. Part of you said to stay in the store, but you knew you had to get home and continue to unpack. You had just moved to Germany from (country of origin) to get on your own two feet. Of course, your parents had been adamant about strapping you to a chair and making you stay at home, but you had been just as determined to leave the nest and show them that you could make it on your o

A/N: This story is long. I lot longer than it should have been. It's actually 15 pages longer than it was supposed to be… Sorry if you don't want to read it now. Even when I stumbled in reality  and tumbled down right before I reached my dream And I couldn't arrive at my final destination I know that the reason always lies within myself And I'm always searching for a way to break out of that situation The rain hissed around you, making everything in sight a shade darker. You sat on a bench and let your clothes soak in the current weather, literally, you found it calming. You liked the rain for that reason; it never talked to you

"AAARGH! I can't do it!" you wailed, closing your binder with a forceful slam. The grinning taco you had doodled on the front leered at you from the desk. "Eh~? What's the problem, chica?" your friend Antonio asked, slinking over to your desk with a wide, silly smile spread over his own face. You scowled, sticking out your lower lip and letting your breath escape in a frustrated huff. "I'm so failing this exam," you grumbled. You shoved your binder towards him, causing it to fall off the desk and land on the floor. "What're you having trouble with? I can help~" he said with a wink. You rolled your eyes, but blushed a little despite yoursel

You glanced over to your left to see a forever PMSing Italian. You were quite used to this sight, actually. Ever since the two of you were somehow bonded together by some indestructible handcuffs, you both shared some fairly memorable moments with each other, all of which were awkward and unpleasant. Then again, things would never be pleasant with Romano around. The Italian was grouchy as hell. You sighed as you pondered on your current situation. This wasn't something you had planned for to happen while you studied abroad in Italy. Not at all. You closed your eyes and thought back to the day you were first introduced (and handcuffed) to Roma

You were angry that you had been forced to move away from your friends. The new house was nothing like your parents made it out to be. It was a dull pink colour and it had been turned into apartments. Two perverted womanisers lived downstairs, a Spaniard and a Frenchman ... and upstairs was a very drunk and scary Russian. Of course, your first impression of your new neighbours wasn't great. In fact, when you first arrived, the scary Russian was on the balcony, drunk out of his mind ... and he was swearing loudly ... and the Spaniard had come out to get the mail and he was only wearing his underwear. Apparently, there used to be a third guy do