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Sumac/Maddie/Lena Exerpt from my story
(Only background info you need to know is Sumac is a ½ vampire living in Central Park-- vampire powers undercontrol right now.  His two friends are Maddie and Lena.  Maddie being a small black-haired muff-holding girl with a saucy attitude and Lena a bookworm and more about her later.)

Sumac was sick.  Night enveloped Central Park in a cold cocoon of fall air.  Sumac shivered hotly.  His blanket stuck wetly to his skin, face pale and sweaty.  He managed to stand, cold wind hitting him.  Sumac fell back feverishly trying to think past the web of tangled thoughts.  He dragged himself to the fountain and just barely made it to the stone edge, where he sat.  His head was throbbing and things were starting to look hazy.
     Maddie,” he whispered aloud.  He’d go to her house.  That was it, she’d help him.  He had extra cash in case of emergency and somehow managed to get into a taxi at the edge of the park without being mugged or attacked in the dead of night.  He took a deep breath as he stepped out of the smelly cab and onto the front steps of Maddie’s.  He knocked twice.  Nothing.  Maybe--
“What?”
It was Maddie, only shorter with her hair up in a flashy ponytail, chewing a wad of gum and wearing a really skimpy shirt with a shorter skirt.  Sumac just stared, mouth open.
“What?” She repeated, rolling her eyes, with a more annoyed tone.
“M-Maddie?” He pointed dumbly at her.
“Heck no, I’m her sister, smart stuff.  Are you her boyfriend or something?”
“I AM NOT HER BOYFRIEND!!!” Sumac didn’t mean to scream because his hearing was somehow affected by his fever, or was it?
“Chill out, I’ll get her, MADDIE SOME GUY WANTS TO SEE YOU!”
From the inside there came a loud,”WHAT?” And Maddie appeared in her normal state with a pretty red dress on and a sparkly muff.
“Hey, what’s up?” She looked kind of in a hurry and out of place.
Sumac again had to pry himself away from the girl in the pretty dress. “Uh…I think I’m sick and it’s pretty bad--”
“MADDIE! MADDIE!  COME ON, PHANTOM OF THE OPERA STARTS AT 8 AND WE’LL BE LATE!” came a low voice from inside.
“Look, Sumac.  You’ll probably hate me, but I have to go. Here,” she handed him her muff and ran inside for a minute.  She returned with a few wads of money and a pen.  “Here, take a cab to…”  She wrote an address on his hand,” Lena’s place and she’ll help you.  I am so sorry, I have to go now.”
“MADDIE!” said the low voice.
“COMING!” she yelled.
Bye.” Door slammed.  A wolf, or was it just a wild dog, howled in the night.  Sumac turned around.  Everything was spinning and he felt so tired.  Sumac sat down for a minute and closed his eyes on the steps.

Darkness.
“Are you coming?” Sofened Laughter under a shadow.  Small feet padding barefoot in the grass.
“Come on, Sumac, catch up...catch us.”  Sumac saw an unfamiliar face, yet it sparked rememberance.
“Come on, Sumac, ole chap!  Catch me an’ Iris!”  He stopped running.  “Giving up already?”
Iris came into view.  She had perfect brown slanted hair and perfect white teeth.  They were startling white.  So were the boy’s.
“I think he gives up, Slightly,” Iris smiled.  “Come on, bro! Let’s go see Wren!”  It echoed.  Sumac opened his eyes.  He remembered his sister.
The cab man eyed him funny.
      ”Are you getting in or not, kid!” He grumbled disgustingly in an un-shaven way.
“Yeah,” Sumac sat down and gave the address.
“Ooo.. Rich boy are yah?” The man laughed.
Sumac looked down at his hand.  The car jolted suddenly.
“Alrighty, it’s the gold one over there, kid.”
Sumac somehow got out of the car, paid, and walked to the gold gate.  Well, he assumed it was gold because somehow it still glinted even though it was nighttime.
He reached for the latch.
“Who are you?” It was some bloke in a funny suit, with a moustache, eying him suspisciously.
“Uh...Sumac.”
“And what are YOU doing HERE.”  The moustache trembled.
“Is Lena in?”
“HABMUGEH!” Well that’s what it sounded like.  A sort of clear-throat-exclamation.
“Sorry?”
“Are you referring to the Lady Duchess II Lennia Marvla Trivinskia de Ar?”
“The what?”
“The Lady Duchess!”
“I’m just here to see Lena.”
“Well you may not because you can not because the Lady Duchess is asleep and unless you have a booked appointment, you may and can not enter this vicinity.  HABMUGEH!”  The moustache twitched.

Sumac sighed.  He was in no condition to argue, as he wasn’t really an arguing person as it was.  He laid down on the closest public seat available on the corner of Parsons Ave. until a sickly sleep claimed him.

His dreams were fuzzy, a mixture of sadness with Iris and Slightly and then there was Maddie and Lena and they were being chased.  And then Lena was yelling at him.  Only thing was that that was real.
“SUMAC! WHAT THE….OH MAH GOD!!!!!  WHAT HAPPENED!”
“Uh...” Sumac breathed, unable to move.  He felt so weak.  Lena’s voice was overpowering.  “Got sick... need an …….appointment.”
“Okay, Lena stay calm, call an ambulance.  WHAT AM I THINKING! AMBULENCE!  You have no parents or papers or what have you…ummmm…I’ll go get Maddie.  You’re coming too, Sumac, I need you to get in the taxi.”
Sumac managed to look.  So far away.  At least two steps.
“WOAH! Everything looks really fuzzy.”  He waved his hand dazedly at an invisible barrier.
“Yes, I know Sumac.  But I really need you to get in the taxi, we’re going to see Maddie.”
“Maddie,” Sumac sighed tiredly.
“Yes, Maddie.  Now get in the car.”
Lena half-carried, half-pushed him into the car.  He moaned.
“You are burning up like a bloody oven!  It’s all my fault!  Oh if I didn’t see//////blah blah/////and then the ///// blah blah…..”
“Lena,” Sumac blinked. “Shut up.”
Lena scowled.
“Here we are at the place, that’s $20 bucks, girl.”
“Keep the change,” she gave him a $25.  “Actually, just stay here for a minute.  You too Sumac.”
“I’m not going anywhere,” Sumac announced.  Suddenly he jumped.  “WHAT!!! WHY IS IT SNOWING!”
“Huh?” Lena turned around.  “No, it’s not snowing, Sumac, it’s not even 40 degrees yet.”
“SNOWING!!!” He hid in the backseat, trying to burrow in the floor.
Lena’s eye twitched.
“Hey,uh, girl, what’s your friend doing to my car, huh?”
“Nothing, sir.  Sumac just…don’t eat anything, Sumac.”  She hopped out the door to get Maddie.
Sumac sat up.
“WHAT’S YOUR NAME!”  He beamed.
The driver scratched his nose.  “Opus, Opus Amaretta.  Who are you, freak child?”
“I AM SUMAC!”  Sumac smiled.
“What do you want?”
“HUGS!!!!!!!!”
It was the driver’s turn to arch one eyebrow.
But Lena was back with panting with Maddie before any sort of hugging could insue.
“MADDDDDDDDDSSSS!!!” He hugged her.  Maddie’s face bore an image of blankness.  “I LOVE YOU!!!!!!”  Maddie smiled deviously for a moment of pure joy.  Lena folded her arms.
“WHAT!  He’s hugging me, DO YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THAT!!!!!!!”
“No, it’s just his fever is way up in the high 100s, he’s dillusional, insane, and did I mention WE CANT JUST BRING HIM TO A HOSPITAL!!!!!!”
“That’s true,” Maddie detached herself from the hug. “Any ideas?”

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Sumac/Maddie/Lena Exerpt from my story
(Only background info you need to know is Sumac is a ½ vampire living in Central Park-- vampire powers undercontrol right now.  His two friends are Maddie and Lena.  Maddie being a small black-haired muff-holding girl with a saucy attitude and Lena a bookworm and more about her later.)

Sumac was sick.  Night enveloped Central Park in a cold cocoon of fall air.  Sumac shivered hotly.  His blanket stuck wetly to his skin, face pale and sweaty.  He managed to stand, cold wind hitting him.  Sumac fell back feverishly trying to think past the web of tangled thoughts.  He dragged himself to the fountain and just barely made it to the stone edge, where he sat.  His head was throbbing and things were starting to look hazy.
     Maddie,” he whispered aloud.  He’d go to her house.  That was it, she’d help him.  He had extra cash in case of emergency and somehow managed to get into a taxi at the edge of the park without being mugged or attacked in the dead of night.  He took a deep breath as he stepped out of the smelly cab and onto the front steps of Maddie’s.  He knocked twice.  Nothing.  Maybe--
“What?”
It was Maddie, only shorter with her hair up in a flashy ponytail, chewing a wad of gum and wearing a really skimpy shirt with a shorter skirt.  Sumac just stared, mouth open.
“What?” She repeated, rolling her eyes, with a more annoyed tone.
“M-Maddie?” He pointed dumbly at her.
“Heck no, I’m her sister, smart stuff.  Are you her boyfriend or something?”
“I AM NOT HER BOYFRIEND!!!” Sumac didn’t mean to scream because his hearing was somehow affected by his fever, or was it?
“Chill out, I’ll get her, MADDIE SOME GUY WANTS TO SEE YOU!”
From the inside there came a loud,”WHAT?” And Maddie appeared in her normal state with a pretty red dress on and a sparkly muff.
“Hey, what’s up?” She looked kind of in a hurry and out of place.
Sumac again had to pry himself away from the girl in the pretty dress. “Uh…I think I’m sick and it’s pretty bad--”
“MADDIE! MADDIE!  COME ON, PHANTOM OF THE OPERA STARTS AT 8 AND WE’LL BE LATE!” came a low voice from inside.
“Look, Sumac.  You’ll probably hate me, but I have to go. Here,” she handed him her muff and ran inside for a minute.  She returned with a few wads of money and a pen.  “Here, take a cab to…”  She wrote an address on his hand,” Lena’s place and she’ll help you.  I am so sorry, I have to go now.”
“MADDIE!” said the low voice.
“COMING!” she yelled.
Bye.” Door slammed.  A wolf, or was it just a wild dog, howled in the night.  Sumac turned around.  Everything was spinning and he felt so tired.  Sumac sat down for a minute and closed his eyes on the steps.

Darkness.
“Are you coming?” Sofened Laughter under a shadow.  Small feet padding barefoot in the grass.
“Come on, Sumac, catch up...catch us.”  Sumac saw an unfamiliar face, yet it sparked rememberance.
“Come on, Sumac, ole chap!  Catch me an’ Iris!”  He stopped running.  “Giving up already?”
Iris came into view.  She had perfect brown slanted hair and perfect white teeth.  They were startling white.  So were the boy’s.
“I think he gives up, Slightly,” Iris smiled.  “Come on, bro! Let’s go see Wren!”  It echoed.  Sumac opened his eyes.  He remembered his sister.
The cab man eyed him funny.
      ”Are you getting in or not, kid!” He grumbled disgustingly in an un-shaven way.
“Yeah,” Sumac sat down and gave the address.
“Ooo.. Rich boy are yah?” The man laughed.
Sumac looked down at his hand.  The car jolted suddenly.
“Alrighty, it’s the gold one over there, kid.”
Sumac somehow got out of the car, paid, and walked to the gold gate.  Well, he assumed it was gold because somehow it still glinted even though it was nighttime.
He reached for the latch.
“Who are you?” It was some bloke in a funny suit, with a moustache, eying him suspisciously.
“Uh...Sumac.”
“And what are YOU doing HERE.”  The moustache trembled.
“Is Lena in?”
“HABMUGEH!” Well that’s what it sounded like.  A sort of clear-throat-exclamation.
“Sorry?”
“Are you referring to the Lady Duchess II Lennia Marvla Trivinskia de Ar?”
“The what?”
“The Lady Duchess!”
“I’m just here to see Lena.”
“Well you may not because you can not because the Lady Duchess is asleep and unless you have a booked appointment, you may and can not enter this vicinity.  HABMUGEH!”  The moustache twitched.

Sumac sighed.  He was in no condition to argue, as he wasn’t really an arguing person as it was.  He laid down on the closest public seat available on the corner of Parsons Ave. until a sickly sleep claimed him.

His dreams were fuzzy, a mixture of sadness with Iris and Slightly and then there was Maddie and Lena and they were being chased.  And then Lena was yelling at him.  Only thing was that that was real.
“SUMAC! WHAT THE….OH MAH GOD!!!!!  WHAT HAPPENED!”
“Uh...” Sumac breathed, unable to move.  He felt so weak.  Lena’s voice was overpowering.  “Got sick... need an …….appointment.”
“Okay, Lena stay calm, call an ambulance.  WHAT AM I THINKING! AMBULENCE!  You have no parents or papers or what have you…ummmm…I’ll go get Maddie.  You’re coming too, Sumac, I need you to get in the taxi.”
Sumac managed to look.  So far away.  At least two steps.
“WOAH! Everything looks really fuzzy.”  He waved his hand dazedly at an invisible barrier.
“Yes, I know Sumac.  But I really need you to get in the taxi, we’re going to see Maddie.”
“Maddie,” Sumac sighed tiredly.
“Yes, Maddie.  Now get in the car.”
Lena half-carried, half-pushed him into the car.  He moaned.
“You are burning up like a bloody oven!  It’s all my fault!  Oh if I didn’t see//////blah blah/////and then the ///// blah blah…..”
“Lena,” Sumac blinked. “Shut up.”
Lena scowled.
“Here we are at the place, that’s $20 bucks, girl.”
“Keep the change,” she gave him a $25.  “Actually, just stay here for a minute.  You too Sumac.”
“I’m not going anywhere,” Sumac announced.  Suddenly he jumped.  “WHAT!!! WHY IS IT SNOWING!”
“Huh?” Lena turned around.  “No, it’s not snowing, Sumac, it’s not even 40 degrees yet.”
“SNOWING!!!” He hid in the backseat, trying to burrow in the floor.
Lena’s eye twitched.
“Hey,uh, girl, what’s your friend doing to my car, huh?”
“Nothing, sir.  Sumac just…don’t eat anything, Sumac.”  She hopped out the door to get Maddie.
Sumac sat up.
“WHAT’S YOUR NAME!”  He beamed.
The driver scratched his nose.  “Opus, Opus Amaretta.  Who are you, freak child?”
“I AM SUMAC!”  Sumac smiled.
“What do you want?”
“HUGS!!!!!!!!”
It was the driver’s turn to arch one eyebrow.
But Lena was back with panting with Maddie before any sort of hugging could insue.
“MADDDDDDDDDSSSS!!!” He hugged her.  Maddie’s face bore an image of blankness.  “I LOVE YOU!!!!!!”  Maddie smiled deviously for a moment of pure joy.  Lena folded her arms.
“WHAT!  He’s hugging me, DO YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THAT!!!!!!!”
“No, it’s just his fever is way up in the high 100s, he’s dillusional, insane, and did I mention WE CANT JUST BRING HIM TO A HOSPITAL!!!!!!”
“That’s true,” Maddie detached herself from the hug. “Any ideas?”