Johnny Castle の小説・ストーリー

" Cynthia turned to him, smiling. That classmate of theirs, tall and cute, flashed a debonair smile at her. Dylan turned to him with a knowing smile on his lips. "Jon Castro," he chirped. "How's the basketball career going? Been on a roll lately?" He gave this nervous wimpy chuckle which Cynthia found odd. "Everything’s fine. How's your sister doing? She told me about your odd… hobbies, by the way," Jon said, and before Dylan could answer, he'd already turned to Cynthia. "Hey, sweetheart." Cynthia's smile vanished. Jon Castro continued to flash his well-practiced suave smile at her, which was starting to lose its appeal. It also didn't sit well with her how this guy brushed Dylan off so care

Valtarin was the perfect mixture of city life and nature, and somehow, I couldn’t stay awake long enough to see it. I’ve only seen pictures of this place, but they do not do it justice. Nymeria’s main castle was beautiful, but very outdated. It looked like we were trapped in time back in the 1700’s. Valtarin has modernized everything. The castle stood tall, with the same shape as ours, but the exterior wasn’t stucco. It was made of polished stones and had a beautiful clay-tiled roof. There was a large fountain out front with phenomenal, luscious greenery in the middle.