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Chapter Fifty-Four: Home.
It only took a second for Miss Monet to throw her piece of chalk to the slumbering girl, and two for the boy in front of her to catch it mid-air before it landed on her head, causing the class to ‘oooooh.’
“Haha, very funny Rodrick, wake your corporal punishment buddy up while you are at it!” Miss Monet responded sarcastically.
Annabelle snorted then rose suddenly from her desk, a paper, which was the only belonging she had brought, stuck to her cheeks.
“Wha- what did I miss?” she asked loudly, causing the cla
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“Oooh! Another one snagged the Annabug!!” Calvin chuckled then poked Davis, showing him Ben and Annabelle.“Careful! You don’t want Rodrick to have to dye his hair pink this time!!” Davis teased, and the entire table erupted in laughter.“Okay, okay, calm down. I've got this!” Rodrick defended. “I’ve got this in the bag!!”“Is what you’ll say during her wedding recital to Ben!” Leo added, and the laughter roared.“Hey Davis?” a sweet voice rang across the table, and all the boys began scratching their foreheads and avoiding eye contact.The was a dull quiet that snuck in the table as the smile on Davis’s face faded.“Hey, Trie,” Davis said, turning to face the beautiful strawberry-haired girl.“Can we, can we talk?”“Uh…” Davis chuckled awkwardly then cleared his throat, “Sure.”
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It was bedtime now, and the twins had gone down relatively easy, perhaps that was because they were full tonight, either way, it made night activities easier.Annabelle turned off the lights to the makeshift bed that she had learned a few months ago was actually called a ‘bathtub’, but filled with blankets; it made the perfect bed for the twins.She walked over to the still-lit common room then examined the groups that had formed.Out of the twenty-four, four of them were not allowed in the field for any ‘muscle’ work: the twins, the recently pregnant Trie and her.She did perform the usual tasks like pickpocketing if the need arose, but mostly she just sang on the upper side of town, an area where almost no one from the orphanage frequented.The only reason why she was not allowed in the field was:“Annabelle! Start here!!” Cindy yelled as she waved her hand from side to side.Cindy had pink and bl
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“YOU’RE DOING WHAT??” Annabelle yelled, slamming the conjoined table in the hall, which in turn startled the remaining people in the room.The room was empty, save for Carre, Rodrick, Davis, Calvin and surprise surprise, Rocco.“Calm down, Annabelle,” Davis said, rolling his eyes.“CALM DOWN? CALM DOWN??” She repeated. “I AM CALM!! DO I NOT LOOK CALM!!?” Annabelle looked wildly at Davis as she waited for a response.Rodrick cleared his throat then turned away, unable to contain his laughter, while the rest of the room wondered how in the hell, she could yell that question with a straight face.“ARE YOU CRAZY? YOU ARE GOING TO START A TURF WAR!!” She continued when no one responded to her.“Belle, she is family!” Davis answered, raking his curly black hair that fell right back to the sides of his face. “Also, stop fucking yelling, you'll wake the guys!”
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The second the older lady was out of the door, the officers began laughing, and Annabelles’ sunken heart elevated.“Oh, they are laughing because the old lady’s demands are unreasonable?!” she muttered to herself.“Why the hell would we do a sweep? They're all going to die before they reach twenty anyway, and those that don’t the Morello’s have their eyes on them.”Morello’s were a rapidly growing gang.“They give birth like rats there!” an officer chimed. “don’t you think they will pass on their values?”“Maybe,” one gruff voice said as he chuckled. “but they’ll go extinct eventually.”“Yeah, its best to just let them kill each other…they will tire themselves out, and we will have less to worry about.” Another voice chimed.Annabelle’s mind was silent for the first time since the news shared in th
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The funeral was short, well as short as most unofficial funerals held by kids were, not that there was even a scale that they could compare to.The unexpected turf war had cut them short from twenty-four to eighteen, and they were now at the mercy of paying the big five ‘protection’ money.But those were not the only unexpected changes. Davis hardly spoke, and one would think that Trie had cursed him, but worse was the state of the brain. All she did was draw maps and pathways. She would light up the areas where cameras could reach and highlight the blind spots. She hardly ate, hardly spoke, and since the war, she had not attended any more poetry lessons.Betsy lost her right leg, and the group was now divided.Everything was falling apart, and like water, it was impossible to scoop the mess.“Belle, you should…” Rodrick approached the haggard mess in the corner of the common room, next to maps, papers and marking, th
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Kassian.“How is everything, political matters aside?” He asked Ken, his aid and Vivanna’s cousin, as he unbuttoned his coat then tossed it on the red and gold couch in his office.They were both from a very exhausting trade meeting that had ended in a stalemate, meaning that they would have to go back for further negotiations tomorrow. Still, Ken’s expression remained passive, and his light purple gaze held no judgment or strong opinion on the trade matter.In any case, if he found a beneficial solution, he always shared. He was the best thing to happen to him since he had stepped into the spotlight. Kenneth Gordi Rorei was sharp, business-oriented, and most importantly, he had a knack for good deals and predicting social trends.It was mid-morning a week after Vivanna’s arrival, and he still had no idea when she would open her eyes.“The Dutchess became progressively more stable after Anna bega
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“YOU ARE WORTHLESS!!” the dark-haired man screamed, then raked his hair for the nth time. “Why can't you get this right!!”He yelled, overturning the metallic table that held some silver appliances causing me to flinch from my suspension, but as I did, the metallic hooks that pierced my flesh tore further at my skin, forcing me to stay still in my suspended position.“Bring the blood in!! Follow the motion of energy in your body! Feel the pulse!!!” he turned, his purple eyes glowering only anger, but I could barely keep my eyes open to observe him further.There was blood on the floor, and the only thing that clued me in on whose it was was the dryness that covered my skin. Three hooks pierced each extended hand, and one large one pierced my upper back, using the pinched flesh to keep me suspended in the air. How my skin had not torn, I had no idea, but I was no different from the meat hung to dry in a butchery.
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