ZACHZach had made a few visits to Selena's house ever since that Saturday night when the two girls fell out. He searched for her at school first thing that Monday. They basically share the same classes, but Selena was nowhere. Tuesday came, and again his search was for naught. When he asked her mother if she went to school that day, she said that she did. He's not much when it comes to patience, so he knew he was running out of it.He had been finding it hard to sleep ever since he left Zach and Cynthia at the hospital. He hadn't even seen Selena since then either. He's been feeling extraordinarily wobbly and irritated. His thought went to his classmate, who had the weird power to conjure some force field.            She doesn't even have a face.&

CYNTHIA           There was an event coming up at school. Cynthia was chosen to play the part of the evil witch of an enchanted themed play that Dylan was forced to write. Since he failed to bring Cynthia to Jon's party, Jon practically punished him by announcing to the whole campus his nerdy nature. Jon informed the Theatre club of his personal endeavors as an aspiring writer. As soon as Monday came, he was scouted by the President of the Theatre club to co-write the play. Cynthia had formerly declined to join the theatre club, but after hearing of him writing the play, she was ecstatic to play even the role of a tree.           Opal, who had reconciled with Cynthia, having noticed the absence of her Radiance, was busy helping him assemble the trees as the stage's backdrop.

DYLANDylan looked down at the Trevian Prince, who was having a face-off with a woman Earthling. She's particularly eye-catching for an Earthling, if Periuz shall admit. And the Radiant Earthling they came there for was now sprawled on the loamy soil. Looking as every bit a Welkin as an Earthling can.           "What is the Prince doing?" Prowlaz asked, annoyed. "What's with the delay?"           "I'd dare say he's in love," Morton said, chuckling. "Look at him. He's smitten."           "Well, I don't think he's fallen, love. I think he's merely surprised," Perez said.        &nb

Trevino called fort for the Eye, Resmeia, as soon as he arrived back at his Fiefdom. He waited patiently for her in his throne room, answering his consort's inquiries about the summit in a passive tone. Resmeia strode inside the throne room, but he sent her flying across the place as soon as she had gone near enough. She landed in a dull thud on the marbled floor.           "How dare you let yourself get spied on?!" his wrath sent a ripple of raw power throughout the room. "You careless fool!"           She rose from the floor, clutching her throbbing chest. She heard a husky chuckle, and she didn't have to look that it came from the King's consort. What valid reason can she offer? She thought of none and settled on silence.    &nbs

Julia's enhanced eyesight made it possible to see what was currently happening on the beach, kilometers away from the yacht she was now on. She had enhanced her senses three days ago, and the signals she was receiving came from people like her.           The first pulse sent searing warmth on her chest when the yacht was rocked by a huge wave. She can only explain it as a collision of radiances. There was another outburst, but instead of crash, there was repulsion. How it was made possible, she wanted to know.           She started to pace in her location. She has to get there fast. Karmic, her bodyguard slash jailer, watched her, eyes sparkling in anticipation. His eyes were visibly saying, 'Here comes the excitement.'      &n