~Genre: Fiction, fantasy~
12
Darren
No matter the coaxing, Stilere stayed stubborn, she wasn’t being left behind. u see, it’s like really early in the morning, how early? Like friggin three a.m., that’s how! I am tired, and I certainly don’t want any spook in my life now.
“I’m coming!” Stilere yelled defiantly, smirking when she saw Alex’s shoulder’s deflate. She’s won the battle.
“Fine,” Alex said. “But be careful, oh and your on watchful tower.”
Watchful tower was our way of saying something close to house arrest, one of two of us would be watching u at all times, u couldn’t do this and if u tried we’d stop you. It’s kind of funny how much codes we’ve made up. We’ve gotten pretty close.
“I’ll watch her,” Brooklyn zei when nobody piped up. Personally I thought Abe would be a perfect watch guard, but his attention was elsewhere, on someone (birds of love, please).
I speak up. “I’ll help.”
Brooklyn nods and we ignore Stilere’s scowl as she enters our little van. The busje, van is an ugly white, easily distractible, and inside is all chaos. The seats are plaid, there’s dried plaint splatter all over the place, and u can tell it hasn’t been used. Not a surprise it belongs to me.
Or meer like my grandpa, who in his will would be gegeven to me on his death. My parents don’t think I’m responsible enough to have it though, I have to do something to deem worthy.
Hope this would be enough.
Zaria
I knew we were there when I felt my pulse quicken and my breathing come in quick puffs, and looking around I could tell it was happening to the others. We could feel the power pulsating from the dangerous ocean where the book once settled in.
I think it was meant to be threatening, but it made it meer exciting for me. I felt meer alive, like I was wire getting it’s electricity on.
I followed the rest out, and Darren and Brooklyn took Stilere door each of her hands and led her far from the seas.
“Alright,” Alex sighed, looking at the blue devil warily. “Here goes nothing.”
“Just let the best swimmers go under there,” Iris said, looking very tired. “Less time consuming.”
We nodded, and I gulped down the dread, I knew this was coming. I was a good swimmer, always had been, but I was a bit frightened to plunge back into there. Alex, sensing my distress, touched my shoulder gently. “You don’t have to.”
I shook my head. “Better to face your fears than shy away from it.”
Alex nodded, squeezing my shoulder. He let go and just took off his sweater, leaving his overhemd, shirt and jeans on, I didn’t blame him, the water should be cold.
“What’s our signal going to be?” Iris asked, looking guilty to not be the only one not going in.
“We have none,” I say simply. “Let’s just be careful, and Iris, don’t fell guilty, it’d good to have someone outside not watching Stilere anyway.”
Iris nodded. “Good luck.”
I nodded, facing the sea again. I closed my eyes braced myself and plunged into the unknown.
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12
Darren
No matter the coaxing, Stilere stayed stubborn, she wasn’t being left behind. u see, it’s like really early in the morning, how early? Like friggin three a.m., that’s how! I am tired, and I certainly don’t want any spook in my life now.
“I’m coming!” Stilere yelled defiantly, smirking when she saw Alex’s shoulder’s deflate. She’s won the battle.
“Fine,” Alex said. “But be careful, oh and your on watchful tower.”
Watchful tower was our way of saying something close to house arrest, one of two of us would be watching u at all times, u couldn’t do this and if u tried we’d stop you. It’s kind of funny how much codes we’ve made up. We’ve gotten pretty close.
“I’ll watch her,” Brooklyn zei when nobody piped up. Personally I thought Abe would be a perfect watch guard, but his attention was elsewhere, on someone (birds of love, please).
I speak up. “I’ll help.”
Brooklyn nods and we ignore Stilere’s scowl as she enters our little van. The busje, van is an ugly white, easily distractible, and inside is all chaos. The seats are plaid, there’s dried plaint splatter all over the place, and u can tell it hasn’t been used. Not a surprise it belongs to me.
Or meer like my grandpa, who in his will would be gegeven to me on his death. My parents don’t think I’m responsible enough to have it though, I have to do something to deem worthy.
Hope this would be enough.
Zaria
I knew we were there when I felt my pulse quicken and my breathing come in quick puffs, and looking around I could tell it was happening to the others. We could feel the power pulsating from the dangerous ocean where the book once settled in.
I think it was meant to be threatening, but it made it meer exciting for me. I felt meer alive, like I was wire getting it’s electricity on.
I followed the rest out, and Darren and Brooklyn took Stilere door each of her hands and led her far from the seas.
“Alright,” Alex sighed, looking at the blue devil warily. “Here goes nothing.”
“Just let the best swimmers go under there,” Iris said, looking very tired. “Less time consuming.”
We nodded, and I gulped down the dread, I knew this was coming. I was a good swimmer, always had been, but I was a bit frightened to plunge back into there. Alex, sensing my distress, touched my shoulder gently. “You don’t have to.”
I shook my head. “Better to face your fears than shy away from it.”
Alex nodded, squeezing my shoulder. He let go and just took off his sweater, leaving his overhemd, shirt and jeans on, I didn’t blame him, the water should be cold.
“What’s our signal going to be?” Iris asked, looking guilty to not be the only one not going in.
“We have none,” I say simply. “Let’s just be careful, and Iris, don’t fell guilty, it’d good to have someone outside not watching Stilere anyway.”
Iris nodded. “Good luck.”
I nodded, facing the sea again. I closed my eyes braced myself and plunged into the unknown.
*Thanks for reading! Please review, fan, and don't copy. Really appreciated :)*
