Pat Stares At Novels & Stories

Charles nodded wearily, puckered his lips and kissed the screen before his head tilted to the side, falling back asleep even before ending the video call. Patricia chuckled softly, about to end the call when a sudden chill ran down her spine. She turned around abruptly, only to see Martin standing behind her, unsure of how much he had heard or what he knew. "When did you...when did you come?" Patricia stammered. Martin's dark pupils loomed over her, sparkling with an inscrutable coldness. "You... you... when did you..." "Who were you video chatting with just now? Why do they look exactly like Randy?"

Aria I giggled at him. Typhon was acting like, DJ actually. I guess guys really don’t grow up. I got up, hugged him, and checked his power level. He laughed when I did it. Everyone looked at us funny. Well everyone except for Eros, he just shook his head at us. Just then there was a knock at the front door. Patricia went to see if it was The Elders. “They’re here.” Patricia said. “We’re in the kitchen.” I said.

I emphasize the last sentence. Pat’s mouth is in a hard line. His jaw clenches as he regards me with a suspicious glare. My stomach is in a tight knot of fear. “What a bull of excuse!” he growls. “Go inside and start taking calls. Our very important visitor will arrive any minute. Now!” I continue staring at him in awe. He looks so red and is about to explode any seconds. Does he even have happy thoughts in his system?

“I come to check on you.” Bastian opened his laptop. “I am fine. Thank you. You can go.” He said, pressing the switch button. His eyes fixed on the screen. Patricia still has a lot in her mind, but seeing the expression on Bastian’s face, she kept muted, and stared at him.

I will do whatever it takes to save her from pain again. *Patricia's POV* I felt that someone was watching me, so I looked at that person, but I did not expect that Stuart was staring at me. I can't help but admire how handsome my ex-husband is, but I know my limits, so I decided to divert my attention to my work.

, Patricia points sideways and I look over there right away. Jarred is standing against the wall, looking down at the floor. I let out a sigh, looking at him. He's literally functioning like an angel in my life right now. But he looks so lost right now that he doesn't even realise I'm just a couple of feet away from him. "Anyway, she's sleeping now. You can meet her later", Patricia says and walks away. I glance at Chrissie through the mirror and drift my eyes back to Jarred. "Hey!"

I had to go. "Please, sweetie. Be good!" I rushed out of the room. Third Person's POV Patti sat in the room, scrunching and un-scrunching her face in the mirror above the dresser. She was trying to be good for her mom. She huffed, flopping onto the bed and making up a song to sing. There was a knock at the window. Patti jolted up, head snapping towards it. There was a girl out there! The girl looked... a lot like Patti did. Same long black hair and clear blue eyes. The only difference was that this girl had something calm in her eyes.

They paused at her desk, one of them draping his arm casually over his friend’s shoulder as they hovered next to her. At first, she did not react. Her eyes remained locked on me, unwavering, completely ignoring the two guys. But they clearly were not getting the hint. The guy with the arm slung over his friend said something, but Patricia did not even blink. The other one chimed in, making a crude comment I could not hear from where I was sitting. That is when Patricia finally turned her head.

Julian's shadow lifts. There's just this. Ava's laughter. Adrian's patient answers. Mrs. Patel watching with that expression that means she's saving this moment for later. It's not perfect. But it's ours.

She is always shy when her crush is around. Well, anyway. Who isn’t? All of them decided to leave the room and find some good place for the tutorial except for L and Patrice. L looked at Patrice. He was still watching her moves. And yes, she isn’t going to make a move any minute. And L knows it. “Hey, Karate Kid.” He started. Patrice looked at him with a death glare on her face. “What, Death note?” She asked with menace in her voice.