Temporary Memories

Chapter One: The Mate

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Want to clear all this up before I start the story...

All characters full names and who they are played by are listed :)

Official song for this book is 'Give Me Love' by Ed Sheeran because;

1. I LOVE ED.

2. I LOVE THIS SONG.

3. Just fits with the story really...

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I do curse and use bad language- You've been warned! :O Also I will say things like 'oh my god'- I don't mean to offend anybody! Its just the way I speak! And if you do carry on reading and get offended by  any of the two things I mentioned, I am sorry! ...Just so  you know! :)

It should be edited... If theres any mistakes tell me! :)

The picture is of Teela played by Shakira

Nuff said...

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Temporary Memories

Chapter One: The Mate

Teela

“Ugh!” I sighed out of annoyance while I aimlessly flicked through the TV channels. Nothing is on! Slouching more into my comfy couch, I sighed again. A low noise rumbled from my belly, signalling it was time for food. YES! Jumping up from my relaxed position, I scavenged the cupboards and finally found what I was looking for; chocolate. I know what you are thinking- ‘Chocolate? Really?! That’s really what you’re excited about?’ But this isn’t any chocolate, no my friend, this is Galaxy Cookie Crumble! Tearing the metallic purple wrapper open, I greedily shoved the silky, sweet treat into my mouth. I closed my eyes and moaned. Oh my jellyfish! I swear it just tastes better every time! Grabbing the chocolate, I made my way back into the living room. I jumped onto the coach and resumed my TV flicking.

 Thirty shows must have flicked by before I landed on something. Oh. My. God. The show I landed on was called ‘Gossip’. This was now my new favourite show. Officially. A hot; and I mean H-O-T, boy- wait! No; man, was on one of the red, comfy chairs on the chat show. He was an ultimate sex god! He had short jet black hair that was styled messily. It gave the ‘I just got out of bed’ look. Mmm... Yummy. I looked downwards, he had a strong perfect nose; not too big and not too small... And high sexy cheek bones... Yum.  Staring at his full, pink, delicious lips, I gasped, he spoke. Oh sweet baby Jesus. His voice was going to be my ringtone. Sad, I know... But it was so deep and husky... I’M GOING TO DIE! Not literally- don’t freak. But seriously!

Okay, I feel like a complete pervert, but he wore a plain tight white t-shirt that stretched over his defined eight pack and left no imagination to any innocent mind. Come on! Who has an eight pack these days?! Well obviously he does. Not that I’m complaining or anything... I then felt a wet substance was dampening my knee, how the hell did I get something wet- oh, I’m drooling. Wiping my salivary chin, I paid attention to what he was actually saying; “Yeah, I guess I did get popular or famous kinda quickly, it’s all new and a weird experience for me. I mean, waking up and finding paparazzi crowded around my house isn’t particularly normal.”