Jace takes a deep breath and sits in between the two, possessively wrapping an arm lowly around her waist and drawing her into a kiss much like the one they had when Charlie was there.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
He kissed me, like the one when Charlie was here. Mitch turned to his drink and glanced down. I closed my eyes and pulled away, and Jace looked at me with an confused expression.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I didn't want to answer him. I looked in the mirror, as he knocked on the door. "R-Rayah?" I sat down by the window and ignored him. I started crying and a tear wen't down my cheek.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
You must never give into despair. Allow yourself to slip down that road, and you surrender to your lowest instincts. In the darkest times, hope is something you give yourself. That is the meaning of inner strength. — Uncle Iroh
