Blue Rain Francesca's Novels & Stories

Katleya stopped when Blue handed her his phone. “What’s this for?” she asked. “Your Facegram name. I want to be friends with you. You’d like that, right? I can even introduce you to my twin,” Blue said. “Fine. Thank you.” Katleya added herself using Blue’s account. Once done, she handed the phone back. Blue smiled when he saw Katleya’s display picture. She wore a two-piece swimsuit, showing off her beautiful figure and a mole on her chest. He stared at it seriously.

Bright, cheerful and strong. ''I like this too'', she said checking herself. "It's great on you but it's not a great fit for you", Rain said. "Can't you alter it?" I asked. "It would take at least 1 hour. It's your Luna ceremony. You should shine. I suggest the blue on", Rain said. "I'll go with the Blue dress. It shines at night", Eva said. We were about to pay but Rain said it's a gift from her. She is not as evil as I thought. Eva gave one last hug to her best friend and walked out.

Blue chuckled, then she let go of Olivia's hand, and walked back to her position. "What do I offer you guys?" She asked. I moved to sit on the stool at the front bar, and Olivia sat beside me. She pursed her lips in a scowl and I could tell she didn't like the closeness between blue and I. "Cosmopolitan. What would you like muffins?" I asked. "Cocktail." She said. "Okay! One glass of Cosmopolitan and cocktail coming right up." Blue said, excitedly. As she prepared the drinks, the door opened and a lady walked in. Blue and I glanced at her. She was a supernatural, but I couldn't tell what she was.

I paced around nervously while she just laughed at me. "Calm down missy." "Calm down?, I'm meeting his mom, his freaking mother Naomi, how the hell can I be calm?" Henry had called me earlier and told me to get ready, he said he'll be at my place in half an hour and we would be going to his mother's place. "You look awesome babe." "You think so?"I accessed myself in the mirror for the third time. Naomi had chosen a blue dress that was flair from the waist down because of my stomach. It stopped just at my knees and had silver decorations all over it.

'',Andrew replied smiling while his insides churned. ''Dig in'', She said while cutting a small slice for herself. As he took a small bite, Lady Francesca watched him. He wondered if it was poisoned. ''Nah, she wouldn't do something like that'', he reassured himself.Although she was behaving rather odd, as if nothing has happened. Taking another bite, Francesca opened her mouth to speak. ''Andrew, Who is Sky?'' Andrew almost choked!. Lady Francesca put a tiny glass bottle of blue fluid on the table.

A tall girl with bright red braids passed by and muttered, “Takes guts.” Blue smiled at her. She didn’t smile back. But she didn’t spit on us either. And in this world, that was progress. --- Claire met us at the lockers, coffee in one hand, a muffin in the other. “I assume your weekend was... magical,” she said, giving Blue a smirk. “I don’t kiss and tell,” he replied, reaching for Elias’s locker door like it was his own. “But you do kiss,” she teased. Blue turned pink.

I ignore the furrowing of his brows as he continues with his task. It wasn’t long before Karen was in front of me, standing tall and confident as if she had something to be proud of. Her short flared skirt swished around her knees before she came to a stop before me. The lavender color looked very bright against her pale skin, using an all white tank to match. She went to place the cold cup on the flat surface in front of me, but I was quick to rise to my feet and reach out towards her. Our fingertips touched as I gave a bright smile.

The color was a deep wine hue, almost black in certain lights. Olivia shrugged and said, "Mine is average I guess," hers was slightly shorter, but still well beyond mine, I guess. Hers had a rusty orange tinge and seemed to pulse with an inner glow. Serene didn't spoke instead she held up her pink thread, dangling past her elbow in a grotesque parody of longevity. Hers was the color of fresh juice, gleaming wetly in the dim light.

“Easily fixed. My personal assistant, Pamela, will take you shopping this afternoon. Get your hair and make up done. “The blue-” I reach out, finally succumbing to the temptation to touch her, and gently pick up a strand of her vibrant, electric blue hair mixed in with the blonde, twirling it around my fingers. “-will attract undue attention, Lyric. Attention that could be detrimental to our plans.” She self-consciously runs her hands over the shock of colour. “I- I tried to colour it. It comes back within a few days. It’s a part of me.”