The Sleepover [The Cabin]
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				Title: <strong>The Sleepover [The Cabin]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Temptress</strong> on <strong>18-12-2009, 23:29:47</strong>
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				<strong>Kate</strong><br><br>I sat impatiently on one of the couches that lay in a rough semi-circle in the living room. I looked up, and my blank reflection stared back at me from the black shiny glass of the TV screen. I was bored. Really bored. This was the first time I had been allowed up at my parent's holiday cabin, and honestly I had no clue what could be so interesting up here for them. Sure <em>I</em> was going to have fun, but I had friends coming, lots of friends. For the fiftieth time it seemed I checked my watch, 7:27. Three minutes till everyone was supposed to arrive. <br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/53/Febfieplace_large_400.jpg)<br><br>The fire was still burning slowly, keeping the winter chill from overwhelming the log cabin. I checked the supply of wood, again, and counted the number of sleeping bags and mattresses laid out on the floor, or stacked against the wall. I ducked into the kitchen to check the food too. Yes it was all there. Just like it had been the last five times I looked. With a sigh I went down the stairs that lead to the living room, and sat down once again on a couch. <br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/39/Thecabinstairs.jpg)<br><br>Suddenly a nock at the door caught my attention. Someone was here! Finally. I jumped up, and bounded over to the door, eager to let whoever it was in from the cold. <br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a2/Snowycabin.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sleepover [The Cabin]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katina Tarask</strong> on <strong>19-12-2009, 00:08:19</strong>
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				<strong>Samantha 'Sam' Cummings</strong><br><br><em>Cold cold cold cold cold it's cold!</em>&nbsp; I hopped from one leg to the other, trying to keep moving, trying to keep warm.&nbsp; I had my heaviest jacket and my mittens, but it was still so very <em>cold</em>.&nbsp; I knocked and I knocked, until Kate answered the door, a massive blast of warm, soothing air following her.&nbsp; "Salvation!" I yelled, going straight past Kate to the fire, where it wasn't hellishly cold.&nbsp; "Hey Kate, great to see ya," I call back to her as I unzipped my puffy, pastel blue coat to let the heat in.&nbsp; My mittens fell to the floor next, alongside a bag full of candy and DVDs, then my still warm fingers set to work rubbing heat back into my ears and face.<br><br>"Oh, I brought some of Big Sis's movies.&nbsp; That really old, really awful horror stuff.&nbsp; Great for a laugh."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sleepover [The Cabin]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ath</strong> on <strong>19-12-2009, 00:25:12</strong>
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				<strong>Anna Cummings</strong><br><br>I entered the house, closing the door behind me. "Hey Kate, now this looks like a cozy place", i greet her. Having a look at Sam i said with a slight hint of glee "I told you that it would be cold".<br><br>The warmth of the fire drew me closer to it where i put my jacket on the floor, happy to get out of it. Turning around to Kate i asked her "So are we the first or is everyone hiding?".
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sleepover [The Cabin]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jenniferxx</strong> on <strong>19-12-2009, 00:58:31</strong>
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				<strong>Kelly</strong><br>&nbsp;<br>As pretty as the snow looked from the inside of my car, I dreaded getting out and subjecting myself to the icy wind. Why did it have to be so <em>cold</em> in the winter? And why did my parents insist in living in bumfuck, Antartica? Okay, it's not actually <em>Antarctica</em> but as far as my pink UGGs and frozen ass are concerned, it may as well be. Granted, I didn't exactly dress for the weather: a black miniskirt and white sweater. At least I'm wearing boots, as I reminded my mother while running out the door to shouts of "<em>You'll catch your death out there, young lady! <strong>How</strong> did I raise a daughter with no sense of decency or practicality?</em> It's simple, really -- that wasn't my style. <br><br>One more glance in the rear-view mirror to check my make-up, and out I went to the bitter tundra. Maybe Mom was right. My legs were burning with cold halfway up the driveway. I was still amazed the 'rents had agreed to let me sleepover at -- what was her name? Oh -- Kate's house, never having met her or her family. For all they knew she wasn't, horrors, a good <em>Christian</em>.&nbsp; That's not something I cared about; I didn't give a shit if her family liked to spend Sundays giving thanks to baby Jesus or dancing around the kitchen table in a pagan sacrificial ritual. What I did care about was my reputation... the fact that I'd never even heard of <strong>Kate</strong> didn't bode well at all.&nbsp; But Sam and Anna had invited me, and their sister Marisa was the epitome of cool, so it couldn't be that bad. <br><br>Reaching the door of the cabin, I knocked twice, hard. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sleepover [The Cabin]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kunoichi</strong> on <strong>19-12-2009, 03:11:22</strong>
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				<strong>Sarah</strong><br><br>Walking along in the snow, I couldn't help but think that it would probably have been a good idea to accept Anna's offer of accompanying her and her sister to the house.&nbsp; It was a sleepover party at the house of someone I'd never even met before, a girl named Kate, and apparently there were going to be a bunch of people there I didn't know.&nbsp; Also, it was extremely cold outside, and having someone to talk with probably would have helped keep my mind off the weather.&nbsp; As it was, trudging through the snow like that, all I could really focus on was the fact that it was ice-cold all around me, and if I got lost, they probably wouldn't find my body until the spring thaw.&nbsp; Not a comforting thought, not at all...<br><br>Still, the path to the cabin was actually surprisingly clear.&nbsp; A short car trip up to the mountains brought one to a simple circle for people to pull up and park in, and from there there was a clearly-marked trail to follow.&nbsp; Luckily for me, there were also two or three clear sets of footprints running along the trail, and handrails along the spots that were particularly slippery.<br><br>After who knew how many years of operating, it seemed like the people in charge of maintaining these trails knew what spots were trouble in winter.<br><br>Anyway, the trail was also not too long, so it was only a few minutes before I could see a light shining up ahead in the trees, and a few minutes after that I was actually able to make out the cabin itself through the snow.&nbsp; It looked warm, very cozy, the perfect place to have a little fun during Winter Break...&nbsp; Or at least during one weekend out of the winter.&nbsp; I also spotted something else, though, and that was another person.&nbsp; Not Anna, or her idential sister Samantha...<br><br>"Uhm...&nbsp; H-hi."&nbsp; I managed to get out, as I walked up to the cabin.&nbsp; I paused right at the steps, not wanting to get into this other girl's personal space.&nbsp; I spent a few seconds nervously adjusting the straps on the bag that I had brought along before continuing.&nbsp; "...You're here for the party too, right?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sleepover [The Cabin]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rachubka</strong> on <strong>19-12-2009, 08:03:53</strong>
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				<strong>Erin Ramsey</strong><br><br><em>'All this time / We wait on a shallow line / For a martyr to save our lives / He can't~' </em><br><br>I frickin' love that song. What I don't love so much is this drive. Why didn't anyone call me to do some carpooling or something? I mean, my car is completely empty right now and I have to belt my music just to keep myself awake. God, I really need to get out of this metal can. Okay, maybe I should be a little fairer - a 2006 Honda Accord isn't a metal can as much as anything else on the market. I'll have to remember to thank mom when I get home for the nice gift.<br><br>Someone also could have told me it as going to frickin' chilly. My skin tight Lulu' pants aren't doing a whole lot to help in the whole staying warm department. It keeps my bum looking like a gift from above, though. Snow boots weren't that big of an issue, as pink, faux fur-lined, DC boots covered my feet and ran all the way up to my knees. <br><br><em>'Let us in! / Let us in! / We can't find shelter in time!'</em><br><br>First time I heard this song was during an Arsenal soccer match. Well, I wasn't there, but my mom really taught me to appreciate the team. Henry is a dream boat. That's half the reason why I'm coming to this cottage wearing my Arsenal jersey. The other half? It looks absolutely amazing on me. Modest, huh? Whatever! The driveway to the cottage is just around the corner. There were other cars there, one that looks a lot like Kelly's. I'm so glad she's here... I can at least talk a little sports with the cheerleader.<br><br>Pulling in behind the car that was there, I could see that there were some of the other girl's at the front door, including my beloved cheerleader. Cutting the engine, I grabbed my duffel bag of clothing and other delights from the back seat, slung it over my shoulder, and booked it to the door. "Hey girls! Anyone coming to the door or are we going to freeze our asses off out here?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sleepover [The Cabin]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Temptress</strong> on <strong>20-12-2009, 14:18:01</strong>
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				<strong>Kate</strong><br><br>With the knock sounding again I quickly opened the door, and almost jumped at the blast of icy cold air that hit my exposed legs. I made a quick mental note to change into some pants from the miniskirt if I went outside!<br><br><strong>"Hey everybody! Welcome, come inside"</strong> I said quickly, before shutting the door behind them. <strong>"Boot off before you go onto the carpet"</strong> I told everyone, more so that we didn't end up lying on wet carpet later than because my mom had harped on to me about that very point. I felt a little thrill that everyone was here, finally. I loved sleepovers!<br><br><strong>"Well, this is the, as you can see there isn't that much room, but there should be plenty for us. And it's warm!"</strong> I said with a snigger, as I saw that a few of the girls were looking a little cold being dressed about as appropriately as I was for cold whether, except that they had been out in it.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Oh, I brought some of Big Sis's movies.&nbsp; That really old, really awful horror stuff.&nbsp; Great for a laugh."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><strong>"Oh ok great sam, we'll throw some of those on soon. I just <em>love</em> horror."</strong> I said as I rolled my eyes for emphasis. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sleepover [The Cabin]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jenniferxx</strong> on <strong>28-12-2009, 03:49:39</strong>
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				<strong>Kelly<br></strong><br><br>Sliding my phone out of my pocket, I checked the time. It was 7:32 pm; late, but not even fashionably so. I considered knocking again when I heard someone approaching behind me.<br><br><em>Uhm...&nbsp; H-hi... You're here for the party too, right?"</em> Turning, I saw a plain-looking girl fiddling with the straps of her bag. I had no idea who she was. So this was the caliber of guests Kate invited to her sleepover... some nobody far outside the reaches of my social circle. I could only imagine it went downhill from here. I rolled my eyes.<br><br>"Yeah." It was far too freezing to attempt to make decent conversation, but a few awkward moments later another girl approached, thankfully someone I at least recognized: Erin Ramsey, self-proclaimed rebel and soccer player. My thoughts always wandered helplessly around her to that tight ass and entirely kissable mouth. Not that I could ever admit to having a... <em>crush</em> on her. My reputation would be down the drain faster than you could say "lesbo," not to mention I'd be thrown out of my house. I settled for discreetly admiring from a far.<br><br><em>"Hey girls! Anyone coming to the door or are we going to freeze our asses off out here?"</em> Despite myself, I smirked. <br><br>Suddenly the door swung open to reveal the host of our party, Kate. I couldn't help but notice her sexy bare legs as she ushered us in. <br><br><em>"Hey everybody! Welcome, come inside. Boot off before you go onto the carpet. Well, this is the, as you can see there isn't that much room, but there should be plenty for us. And it's warm!" </em><br><br>Thank God for that. I kicked off my boots near the door and had a look around the place. Even I couldn't find much to complain about, and I noticed Sam and Anna standing by the far. Tactfully ignoring Erin (and the other girls), I sauntered over to join the twins and addressed them.<br><br>"Tell me, how lame do you think is going to be?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sleepover [The Cabin]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rachubka</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 07:18:04</strong>
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				<strong>Erin Ramsey</strong><br><br><em>Thank all hell for that smile.</em><br><br>Okay, so maybe there was a little more than a friendly admiration for this cheerleader. No one can really blame me, right? Soccer might not be the biggest sport out there, especially girls, but when its the first home game and the football players are no where to be seen, Kelly is around, and I'm thankful for it. Turning my attention to the girl who had opened the door, I had a feeling that this was going to be a lot more interesting than I originally thought. Kate was looking really good, with all of her rebellious flare and strange lack of clothing in this weather. I'm not really anyone to talk, but this girl pulls it off a lot better than I can. <br><br>Returning the host's smile, I step into the house and kick off my boots one after the other. I was smart enough to remember to wear long socks, even if they are my white soccer ones with the two green horizontal stripes on them. They're clean, too, imagine that. I make sure to flash everyone a smile, or a wave, before plopping down on the couch to admire the place. It was homey, really nice looking. If there wasn't the lack of internet to be scared of, I wouldn't mind living here. <br><br>"So, uh... how many does that make? We expecting anyone else, mm?" I ask no one in particular, but I hoped that Kate would be good for answers. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sleepover [The Cabin]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Temptress</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 06:36:16</strong>
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				<strong>Kate</strong><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"So, uh... how many does that make? We expecting anyone else, mm?" </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><strong>"Yeah, I think we are waiting on one more. Natsuba wasn't it sam?"</strong><br><br>I wasn't so sure about Natsuba coming. Sam had insisted, and I liked sam, so I relented. I had only met the girl a few times, and she seemed so, <em>weird</em>. No matter. <br>I watched at the other girl walked in and kicked off her boots. Well at least she is polite, although the fact she didn't introduce herself changed my opinion a second later. I knew her face from school, but I had no idea who she was. Must be Kelly, I had heard her name mentioned. She was pretty. Really pretty actually. I cleared such thoughts from my mind and turned back to Erin,<br><br><strong>"That's Kelly right? Could you introduce me please?"</strong><br><br>Admittedly I was a little awkward around people I didn't know. Usually I just feinted disinterest, but if she was staying here with us that wasn't going to work. 
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