I could feel my heart’s beat rise steadily, but I could not let my self cave into my primal instincts of coiling up into a corner and waiting for the boogie man to flee. I needed more information on what it was that was going on out there, contrary to what Vincent thought.
-Gods, I hope its not like giant snakes or…giant wasps or something!-
I hated that I was not as sleek as Vincent in sneaking out, because the second I touched the doorknob, it squealed.
-The hell?!-
I cringed as I turned the ungreased knob slowly, but each time I turned it, it squeaked slightly heckling my top nonexisting ninja ski
Kassian.It had taken Kassian days to plan and fix his schedule so that he could fit in an impromptu visit to Portburgh and still, the earliest that he could manage had left him reaching the Pursioe manor at dead hours of the night.It was too late for him to join the ball without breaking the festivities' flow and too early to find Vivanna indoors during a ball. He had intended to meet with the Marquess during the gala as she had been requesting his presence. Still, he would have to schedule another date for their meeting because he only intended to stay the night in Portburgh. Come morn, and he was set to leave with Vivanna to Envia, where
Magdalene turned her body to face the direction of the approaching carriage as the hooves tapped harder and harder on the tarmac. Finally, out of frustration, she decided to move to the edge where she did not have to wait for the carriage to come to view but rather where she could see its movements fully as it approached the manor.Magdalene squinted her eyes and craned her neck excitedly, then frowned when a lone white horse, dragging a carriage that had clearly been meant for two horses, and a fairly dishevelled rider came to view.“My word,” Magdalene muttered then paused for a few beats as the rider began his upward ascend clarifying his feat
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
“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.”
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
“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!”
“You remind me of butterflies. You move as in the way their bodies fling, Gently carried about by the wind, From dawn till dusk, I can hardly remember your love. The crevice
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