MasukKara's POV:
As I approach the door, I hear an indistinctive chanting. There has to be about one hundred people inside, men and women, chanting at the top of their lungs... in an abandoned apartment, hmm.
The lights suddenly go off, and I take the opportunity to sprint in, closing the door ever so silently behind me. What the hell is this? The uniformed crowd forms a large circle that resembles our monthly assemblies at school. I follow suit in the outermost ring.
"Attention!", suddenly all eyes focus on the center, where a blue-masked man stands in front of a microphone.
"All believers, attention!", it becomes so silent that a pin wouldn't dare drop to interrupt it.
"We are gathered here today to discuss the Counterrevolution! In unity, we will reverse the New World!", he beamed, "Chant with me, my fellow believers, chant!", and with that I gasped so loud that if the blue-uniformed crowd had not been chanting, I would have been outed. Re-reverse the New World? Wh-what?!
"REVERSE, REVERSE", they all screamed at the top of their lungs. If someone had glanced to the back of the room, they would have seen a girl, frozen in fear, with eyes so wide she could have seen a ghost. I am that girl, and I could be described as anything from horrified to mortified to terrified... pick one, or pick all. A secret faction that wants to reverse the New World?
I have to get the hell out of here. Before slowly creeping out the door I came in, I noticed a familiar set of gloomy hazel eyes. And he noticed me...
May 26th, Morning
I jumped up out of my sleep. Still shaking, I checked my phone: 8:30 am. Shit, my shift at Coldstone starts in an hour. No time to review last night's strange events. I still can't fully comprehend what the hell happened. After a quick shower and dressing, I run out of the house; it's now nine!!
Like a bolt of lightning, I speed to work and clock in. I can hardly focus on scooping ice cream with so much shit on my mind; Jack's standoffishness, whatever the hell I witnessed in that apartment... It's all too much. Buzzzzzz. I look down:
One new Text Message from Kaylynn; One new Text Message from Lisa.
Kaylynn
Hey, girl. Did you and Jack do it??--I cringed at that.
Nope.
Lisa
Hey, do NOT entertain Kaylynn. You can tell us what happened (or did not happen) last night whenever you feel comfortable... but just between us, did you two... you know?
I slammed my phone down after that. Rolling my eyes, and letting out a stressed groan, I shoved it in my pocket, only to see a customer waiting in front of me. Ugh, did he see my childish outburst?
"Sorry about that, bad day", I shrugged, "What would you like to order today?".
"Two scoops of chocolate chunk on a cone, please", he says. I get to work on his order, perfecting the tower of brown sprinkles on top of the cone.
"That will be $3.89, and how will you be paying today?", I look up and almost drop his cone. I know those eyes; they met mine last night. He slides me four dollars, and mumbles, "Keep the change", calmly walking toward the back of the ice cream shop. D-did he just? What in the-? At two times his speed, I untie my apron and follow him to his seat. The shop has been dead for the last thirty minutes; I have time to spare.
I plop myself down across from him, and accordingly, my braids slap against my head. Ouch.
"Shawn!".
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Daisy found nobody in the room and the door was also closed. She was feeling dizzy and weak but still while staggering she managed to stand up from the bed. Taking slow careful steps, she started walking towards the door, supporting the bed. She was feeling that suddenly her body started feeling heavy. Even walking was difficult for her. The gown, she was wearing was not of her size. It was a little loose but she felt comfortable in it.S
On the the third floor, one of those lace barriers twitched. A shadow moved past, just a flicker of darkness, so fast it almost escaped Crook's enhanced scrutiny. The signet ring on his right finger hummed against his skin, hot and urgent.He glanced down at the ring.A hot, solid wave of energy slammed against his expanded thoughts. His head snapped back from the rush of power. His mind folded in on itself and his perceptions screeched down to normal speed so abruptly he almost stumbled. His ears rang. His jaw ached from clenching his teeth-and from- from what.A mental slap?Had somebody really slapped him? He rubbed the space between his right eye and his chin. Damned if it didn't burn.What the hell? Some kind of barrier. Some kind of elemental protections? The beast inside him wanted to snarl and retreat, but he couldn't let that happen. He was here in New York city, with his partner Andy, poking around on the ritualistic murder of a senator'
Taddeo, se encontraba en su casa, estaba triste por el castigo que le había impuesto su padre, aunque también estaba enojado, le parecía injusto que lo hubiese castigado sin oírlo, cuando no era culpable, no comprendía como se podía ser tan ligero a la hora de tomar decisiones sobre una persona sin escucharlo previamente, eso era inaceptable y todo por esa estúpida niña.Pero de nada valía lamentarse, no había nada que hacer, su padre se había ido con su hermano para La Toscana y no se lo había llevado, habían transcurrido diez días, en los cuales ellos estaban disfrutando y divirtiéndose mientras él se encontraba encerrado y aburrido, bueno realmente había estado entretenido con sus libros, pero lo que más le afectó fue
"I'm sorry, Tayla. If only I can make you stay in our house, I would. But you know our house is not that big and my Mom is a human Armalite, right?" Ella scratched her head and hold the edge of the map, glancing at me before she continued mopping the floor.We are again, in Talk and Chill. Tomorrow I wouldn't be here for the class will start and I need a place where I can stay. Unluckily, Ella, my best friend just told me that she's wasn't able to offer me a hand.I sighed. "I understand, Ella. Thanks for telling me early." I turned around and went towards the sink to wash the dishes, my lips twisting a bit as I thought...why are we getting paid under minimum wage when we do almost all kinds of things in this chill bar? We should at least have an increase."Tayla, I don't understand you. When your parents died, your Aunt Tanya stood as your guardian, but why are you planning to leave your own house?" She stood up and glanced at me with her bewildered, round eyes