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Date Posted: 16:20:14 03/10/06 Fri
Author: Feathers
Subject: (oops, that should be "NOW grab those keyboards." LOL Got a little excited there.)
In reply to: Feathers 's message, "A CHALLENGE to our writers....." on 16:18:40 03/10/06 Fri


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[> [> Spring fever -- Chesneygirl73, 10:16:29 03/11/06 Sat [1]


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[> [> [> my story -- Chesneygirl73, 10:39:52 03/11/06 Sat [1]

I woke up early to the sound of birds chirping, and the rays of golden sunshine filtering in to my bedrooom. I threw the covers back and made a beeline to the backdoor. Swinging them open, the warm air and the sweet smell of springtime hit me like a ton of bricks. It was a perfect day and I was going to make the most of it. I hurried up and got dressed and grabbed my book, my shades and a kite for the heck of it. I got into my car and threw the top down, I popped in a Keith Urban CD and blasted the cd player, a momentary vision of Keith raced in to my head, ya know the way he tosses his microphone around? Wow , he is hot. So I head off to the park, everybody else seemed to have the same idea I did. It was so packed. I found a quiet little spot, laid my blanket out and began to read my lastest novel my Jackie Collins, my favorite author. I Must have drifted off to sleep.
"Excuse me, miss," the voice said. I looked up at the most amazing blue eyes I had ever seen. "May I sit here with you, this place is rather busy, and I don't want to be seen." he asked. Focusing in on him a little more, I could've swore he was Keith Urban, he had an accent, and then it hit me, Oh My God it is Keith URban. " Sure." I replied. So he sat down and asked my name and we shook hands as we exchanged pleasantries.
" beautiful day isn't it?" he said. " Perfect, warm air, the sun shining and a sitting next to a beautiful woman, life is good/" He said that as he cocked his head my way and smiled that devilish little smile, all the while the soft wind blowing his hair into his face.
" Yes it is a perfect day, and thank you for the compliment." I responded. Not able to take my eyes off of him. He suggested a walk in the woods, it was getting too crowded for his liking. So we set off on our journey. THere is a little pond off in the distance, so we grabbed our things and headed off. We stopped a couple of times to look at the flowers that were blooming, they were a brillian yellow color and smelled so good. We talked and laughed the whole way there. I laid the blanket out and we sat on it, the rippling of the pond was the only sound between us. He looked over at me and before I could protest he kissed me. I melted into his kiss, his lips were so soft and strong, yet gentle. We both fell backwards and he pulled me onto him, he pulled the hair back out of my face and said to me, "You know this day would be completely perfect if you would let me make love to you." Who am I to object, Keith Urban is telling me he wants to make love to me. " Ok Keith anything you say." I manage to say. He stands me up and we start to disrobe each other, before I know it we are laying back down, and he is kissing me and he is touching me and just as we begin to make love................." Miss, miss, excuse me miss." a voice says. " We are having a scavenger hunt and we are looking for Easter Eggs, have you seen any?" I look up at them and lay back down frustrated and tell them no I haven't. I gather my stuff up and am cussing under my breath the whole time. When I look up and coming towards me is a man with a guitar slung over his back, the wind blowing his hair in his face, and the most amazing blue eyes I have ever seen.. The End


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[> [> [> [> Great Job, Ches! -- Feathers, 21:35:01 03/11/06 Sat [1]


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[> [> [> [> Brilliant -- Rodeo, 22:17:12 03/11/06 Sat [1]


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[> [> [> AWWW!!! -- ShanBan, 20:52:47 03/11/06 Sat [1]

Dontcha just HATE it when that happens!!!!! Really really cute story tho! I love the twist at the end!


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[> [> My Turn -- Rodeo, 22:43:53 03/11/06 Sat [1]

I strummed a few notes on my guitar and growled in frustration. I had been working on a song for weeks now and just when I thought I had gotten the tune right, I couldn't find the right note. Tag and I were sitting a little ways off from an unoccupied trail at the state park. I always came here to work on my songwriting, but this was the first time I had brought Tag along.

"You Know maybe the reason I can't finnish this thing is because your bad luck," I said smiling at him.

I bit my yellow guitar pick trying to think of something, anything that might sound good.

Then I heard the most beautiful tune drifting through the trees. It was someone singing. I started picking out the notes on the guitar. I looked up to see a tall man walking alone on the path. He spotted me and strolled over. His eyes were the color blue that I used to die easter eggs. I smiled and held out my hand. He took it and introduce himself eventhough I already knew who he was.

Tag got up and made himself at home with Keith, laying beside him a deserting me. Keith and I talked for a while, his voice was amazing, nowonder people enjoyed hearing it over microphone so much. I told him I was working on writing my first single. He seemed happy to hear this and he helped my with the tune a bit adding a lot of riffs that I doubted I could play. After spending ten minutes with him my heart had drifted off to heaven like a kite caught by the wind.

A few months later I woke up to someone turning on the radio beside my bed. I heard that familiar riff and opened my eyes. Keith was standing over me already dressed. He gave me a kiss. Congrats, he said. I suppose it was because it was my first song that made it radio. Its amazing how music can bring two people together like nothing else. To this day Keith keeps reminding me that music is the saver of lives. If it wasn't for that day in the park we wouldn't have met, and our lives wouldn't have been as great as they are now. So I'd like to thank the music, for making me and Keith happy together, and for saving my life.


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[> [> [> sweet -- Chesneygirl73, 09:11:26 03/12/06 Sun [1]

way to go!


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[> [> Here goes nothing -- ShanBan, 17:24:01 03/12/06 Sun [1]

She walked out her door, yellow kite in hand. It did seem a little juvanile to her to go out flying a kite, but it was such a beautiful day, she couldn't resist. She got to the park, which was suprisingly empty and looked for a good take off spot.
She decided on a spot next to a bush of wildflowers, the colors of easter eggs. Once she got the kite up in the air the wind started to die so she ran with it, looking behind her not seeing where she was going. The next thing she knew, THUD, she had ran straight into something hard, and now it was on top of her cutting of her air supply. "Oh my god are you ok?!", came a beautiful voice. When she opened her eyes she saw the warmest pair of eyes that matched the color of the sky. "Fine....." she mused, not being able to focus. The stranger with the "eyes" got off her and reached down to help her up. "I'm so sorry, I wasnt watching where I was going," she said nervously. She shyly looked up at the man and then it hit her.....this was the same man she heard swooning over the microphone at his concert not 24 hours ago. Realizing she had just body slmamed Keith Urban her cheeks turned scarlette with a blush and she proceed to apologize profusly. "Hey dont worry about it", he said lightly, "it's not everyday that I get tackled by a beautiful girl..." he smiled and winked at her. "Why do I find that hard to believe?" she questioned, unaware of where this boldness was coming from. He laughed and joked with her, "Oh god if you only knew....you should see the amount ER visits I have from injuries after being knocked to the ground....." She laughed with him, "Oh no I didnt break anything did I?" "Nothing that cant be fixed" he winked at her, flirting with her, making her blush. "Acctually if I remember correctly I landed on top of you, so I should be asking you if I broke anything...." "Well if you did, I shall take alot of pride in knowing you broke it." "Oh no please tell me you're not one of those crazy people thats going to tell everyone and I'm going to have to read about how I broke your ribs and then asked you to marry me in the papers tomarrow."
He continued joking with her and before they knew it the sun was begining to set. "Can I ask you something?" he said. "Anything.." she relpied. "Would you join me for dinner tonight?" "I'd love to," she smiled. "Fantastic, I'll pick you up at 8...." "Sounds great I'll see you then...."

The End!


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