GetYourOwnDamnMeadow [blake/gwen]

[CALLUM LOWE]

You know that feeling when you see a whole forest full of untouched grass ahead of you? The grass looks so bright and green and perfect that you don’t even want to step on it because doing so would crush the blades to the ground, leaving a heavy footprint behind. The grass is so innocent… like a child holding ice cream and you have no reason to go ahead and just knock the ice cream out of the child’s hand.. because he didn’t do anything. The grass didn’t do anything—why would you want to crush it under the shoe that has been on dirty public surfaces? The feeling exists in those who appreciate the beautiful nature that is the forest… and the feeling brings out the wonderful personalities in all who are willing to stop and breathe in that grassy, fresh air. Cal didn’t have that feeling. His old and beaten up converse shoes dug into each blade of the green autotrophic cover blanketing the forest floor as he ran.

I feel like this isn’t going to work. There the grass-crusher was, being such an optimist. They were running toward a border… one that didn’t exist but needed to because Cal and Blake were perfectly capable of keeping people out of their territory. The territory just had to… exist first. And it would… because they were going to draw a line in the dirt with a stick. After nearly running into a tree, Cal bumped into Blake thinking he had been in the clear. I know, I know, shut the hell up. Years were going to go by and Callum was never going to get a handle on his speed. But Blake was bad at things too… Cal just couldn’t think of them at the moment but he would one day and then he’d throw them at Blake with rapid fire. Anyway, they got to where they needed to be and Cal grabbed a stick and stuck it into the ground before drawing an obviously permanent and dominant line in the dirt (notice the current lack of grass in the area… it all died).

Seriously? They were there for like two minutes. Blake, you hear that? Someone was nearby. Someone was always nearby when Cal and Blake were actually trying to get stuff done… and when they were bored? Never. And it could have been anyone else. It could have been someone who was fun to be around and who wasn’t completely obnoxious. Of course, if you asked Blake if this girl was fun, his response would differ from Cal’s. Cal turned to see her approach them, arms crossed with the stick having been dropped to the ground. I don’t remember inviting you. He was not very fond of her. He had no good reason not to be, but he wasn’t and he was pretty damn stubborn about it.

[BLAKE MATHEWS]

Finally. It was about time they made official what every vampire in the area was too slow to figure out. This area belonged to them. It had for the last couple of years, and all things considered, they'd done a pretty good job at enforcing it. Still, as far as the whole "claiming territory" process went, it sounded like a very official needs-to-get-recorded-and-signed-by-ten-lawyers-and-the-mayor-and-stored-in-a-safe-with... well, you get the picture. Only, finding vampire mayors and lawyers seemed like a lot of work they weren't willing to do, so they decided to speed up the process and use a stick. They were very resourceful. And so now they were going to run around the forest and draw a line with sticks. And Blake didn't see how it could possibly go wrong.

Cal, on the other hand, had to be annoying about it. 'I feel like this isn’t going to work.' "What makes you say that?" Blake was willing to bet it was the fact that they couldn't do anything without being interrupted by someone with freaky powers and bad attitudes. I mean, it was kind of discouraging. Just kinda. "I told you we should get spray paint." Granted, the random colorful lines in the dirt might have been a bit suspicious looking to humans, but he was sure they could shrug it off as some delinquent teenagers... oh wait... Yeah, it would have worked out fine. Stopping aside the dead-grass-area they'd discovered... searching around the forest for a dead-grass area, it was only a few second before Cal proved that some people really weren't capable of simple multitasking tasks like walking and talking at the same time. 'I know, I know, shut the hell up.' "Fine..." Yeah, like that would happen. "Seriously dude??"

Of course, he couldn't annoy Cal about it for too long, because they had line drawing to do, and they weren't alone. Per usual, there was another vampire coming. This time, however, Blake didn't particularly mind. And that saved them a lot of running and glaring and sarcastic remark coming-up-with. 'I don’t remember inviting you' Blake grinned at Gwen. "Didn't anyone ever tell you it was rude to barge in on people while they were working?" Mhm, sarcasm, but the teasing kind, not the get-the-fuck-out-of-here kind. Clearly, whoever informed her was the same person who informed Blake, because he'd did the same thing to her all of a few days ago. "No introductions needed, I guess? But Catwoman, Wonderwoman. Wonderwoman, Catwoman."

[GWENDOLYN LYRIC]

Gwen had been bored out of her mind for the day. It was the first time she had the WHOLE day off since she arrived at Forks. They scheduled her five days out of the week and called her in to cover people for the other two days. But for some reason she wasn’t schedule and no one has called in yet. Meaning, Gwen had all day free with no work shifts to worry about. It would be a wonderful day, such free time. She could read, spend time with her brother, hang out with her friends that she miraculously made in the past couple of weeks. But it was a week day, so PJ was at work. Rose and Alice were in school. Keisha was at work. Tristan was out somewhere, Gwen still wasn’t ready to spend a day alone with him. Even though they decided to be friends and such. And Blake…well she wasn’t really sure where that boy was. Probably somewhere with that grumpy friend of his. So that left reading a book. Too bad she really didn’t have the attention span today to sit through one of those.

So that meant she was back to where she started. Bored out of her mind. She twirled her pony tail around her finger as she thought of all the things a vampire like her could do. There was always go for a run. That usually made her feel better. Kept her body and mind occupied. Of course every time she thought she was alone running and enjoying life, she would run into someone. This place was crawling with bad attitudes and supernatural beings. It was kind of ridiculous and getting a little excessive. But it kept things interesting, sometimes. Though Gwen would never admit it, she would only admit that this place was the last she ever wanted to live. She jumped to her feet and yanked on her leather jacket. Before she could think twice of it, she was sprinting out her door and through the forests. She pushed her feet off the ground and continued running.

Gwen was not planning on stopping. But then again, plans don’t seem to always go her way. And just like usual she caught the scent of vampires. Though these were familiar, which wasn’t a shock since the girl met half of the vampire community. She walked towards the smell froze when she saw two guys drawing in the ground with a stick. Not just any two guys, oh no. These guy were…well they were special. Gwen debated if she should leave or not. This seemed to be more of a guys’ day than anything else. Plus Cal and she really didn’t see eye to eye a lot. So she decided to approach them. Why not? Gwen really had nothing else to do plus she always had fun when Blake was around. And that was rare for her. The female vampire didn’t bother saying anything since she knew they could probably either hear or smell her.

She immediately rolled her eyes at Cal; apparently these two still thought they owned territory. The female turned her attention to Blake when he spoke. “I guess I missed the memo just like you did,” Gwen stated, smiling involuntarily. It was only a couple days ago that Blake had clearly done the same thing she was doing. The only difference was she was actually working. Like earning money. Doing a job. Not drawing in the dirt with sticks. “Wonder woman?” Gwen question looking over at Cal again. Oh wow, now if these two were friends it would be one of those moments that Gwen would say (playfully) that she’ll never let him live that nickname down. But they weren’t friends so anything she could possibly say towards Cal would not be in a playful manner at all. The female vampire glanced at the ground and noticed that she was standing next to a line. “What on earth are you two doing?” She could take a guess at what was going on. But that would defeat the purpose of the question and the witty comments that would surely follow.

[CALLUM LOWE]

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I told you we should get spray paint. ”And I told you spray paint is air pollution.” Seriously, inhaling that shit could get someone high and it didn’t smell good and was probably bad for the trees and stuff and seeing as they like lived in a forest Cal didn’t think spraying anything was a good idea. Not to mention the fact brought up in Blake’s narration that colorful lines on the ground were all but hidden. And well obviously people weren’t going to come to the conclusion that they were from vampires before thinking ‘dammit, those stupid delinquent teenagers’ but that didn’t mean people weren’t eventually going to get pissed off and start looking for the two morons up to it. The less suspicion coming from the forest the better—suspicion kept people around. People were aggravating.

Yanno, some people would interpret Fine… as a gesture of agreement, meaning that if Cal told him to shut the hell up and Blake responded as such than Blake would indeed shut the hell up. Seriously dude?? ”Funny, I thought I got outta jail free there for a second.” Seriously at that point Cal would rather just not be fast because with the time it took him to get grounded after losing his footing ever two seconds he was only slightly faster than average anyway. Even with Blake’s obnoxious comments Cal didn’t mind Blake. Blake was cool. Gwen on the other hand… Didn’t anyone ever tell you it was rude to barge in on people while they were working? For the record, the sarcasm shouldn’t have been the teasing kind but Blake had some weird fondness for the girl. Cal rolled his eyes at Gwen’s extremely flirtatious comment before Blake introduced them. Wonder woman? ”I don’t know.” Blake could call him that though, because he was Blake. What on earth are you two doing? ”A two-person job, thanks for stopping by.”


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[BLAKE MATHEWS]

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”And I told you spray paint is air pollution.” ”So? We don’t need to breathe air!” Seriously, sometimes Blake didn’t get Cal. I mean, it wasn’t like there was a lot that pollution could damage in the middle of freakin’ nowhere. There was… trees. Yeah, that’s it. And considering the rate Cal ran into them, you’d think he’d love to have a few hundred less in the world. Then again, Cal wasn’t really one for thinking things through. I mean- thinking Blake was going to give him a break. Coming from someone who’d known Blake as long as Cal had, that was pretty rich, ”Funny, I thought I got outta jail free there for a second.” ”Did you? Your bad” What? It wasn’t his. He didn’t trip over air.

Okay, so, this one was hard. Like, really hard. Blake was very well aware that Cal and Gwen weren’t big fans of each other, and that kind of sucked for them, because Blake wasn’t going to do anything about it. He wasn’t telling Gwen to leave because he wanted her there, and he wasn’t telling Cal to shut up- because it was funny when his friend insulted people. Basically, he was letting them sort out their own differences. Whoever got annoyed first lost. Meanwhile, he’d just remain completely obnoxious to both of them and defuse the tension every time one of them looked ready to bite the other one’s head off. Yeah, he knew they’d thank him later.

”I guess I missed the memo just like you did.” ”Seriously, whoever’s sending those out needs to be fired.” I mean really- this guy sucked at his job more than any of them, interruptions included. Gwen asked about the whole Wonder Woman thing and Blake grinned. Hey, it was a fun story. ”Gwen’s from before the Justice League.. And TV.. and I’m pretty sure indoor plumbing.” he informed Cal, again, teasing them both because picking sides was for lame people. ”You kinda had to have been there. Took us a while before we got the whole ‘vampire thing.” Yeah, they thought they were superheros first. Okay, so Blake thought they were superheros. Actually, he didn’t think that. He just said it a lot to make them feel better about themselves.

Anyway, on to the next question. ”What on earth are you two doing?” And a very good question. Ten points to Gryffindor. Cal answered obnoxiously, which was in no way surprising even though Cal probably thought he was being incredibly original. ”Settling some territory issues.” Blake added, since that was.. technically what they were doing. People seemed to think that they didn’t own the forest and they were trying to make sure they got the memo… Again, the memo guy really needed to get sacked this year. Or maybe the department had budget cuts. Blake didn’t really know how they operated in “deliver common sense to sane people’s minds” land. The three of them obviously weren’t residents.



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[GWENDOLYN LYRIC]

every heartache...

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will fade away...

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