~Genre: Fiction, fantasy~
12
Darren
No matter the coaxing, Stilere stayed stubborn, she wasn’t being left behind. wewe 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 au two of us would be watching wewe at all times, wewe couldn’t do this and if wewe 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 alisema 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 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 wewe can tell it hasn’t been used. Not a surprise it belongs to me.
Or zaidi like my grandpa, who in his will would be aliyopewa 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 zaidi exciting for me. I felt zaidi alive, like I was wire getting it’s electricity on.
I followed the rest out, and Darren and Brooklyn took Stilere kwa 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 shati 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. wewe 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 au two of us would be watching wewe at all times, wewe couldn’t do this and if wewe 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 alisema 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 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 wewe can tell it hasn’t been used. Not a surprise it belongs to me.
Or zaidi like my grandpa, who in his will would be aliyopewa 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 zaidi exciting for me. I felt zaidi alive, like I was wire getting it’s electricity on.
I followed the rest out, and Darren and Brooklyn took Stilere kwa 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 shati 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 :)*
Ya tell me,
Don't dance, don't dance,
Just stay inside and never go out
And scold me
All siku long, all siku long
What makes wewe think you're so damn awesome?
Don't ya know we have a life too, too?
We'd be sittin in watching TV
And I don't think wewe want that either
So what the heck can we do?
We're not just mindless robots with nothing else to do
We don't have time for homework
We just wanna have fun, fun, fun
We have a life, no time for homework
We can go ahead and play flag football
But I'm not goin inside
Why do wewe act like
There's nothin else better than
Doin homework all night long
I bet wewe never liked that when wewe were young
We've been playin outside
Now it's time to kick in and relax
No zaidi time for homework, just sit back and do the things I upendo to do
Cuz I gotta enjoy my life when I'm young.
Don't dance, don't dance,
Just stay inside and never go out
And scold me
All siku long, all siku long
What makes wewe think you're so damn awesome?
Don't ya know we have a life too, too?
We'd be sittin in watching TV
And I don't think wewe want that either
So what the heck can we do?
We're not just mindless robots with nothing else to do
We don't have time for homework
We just wanna have fun, fun, fun
We have a life, no time for homework
We can go ahead and play flag football
But I'm not goin inside
Why do wewe act like
There's nothin else better than
Doin homework all night long
I bet wewe never liked that when wewe were young
We've been playin outside
Now it's time to kick in and relax
No zaidi time for homework, just sit back and do the things I upendo to do
Cuz I gotta enjoy my life when I'm young.
I've been written
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't swing me kwa my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if wewe destroy me.
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't swing me kwa my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if wewe destroy me.
No matter how much wewe wish for zaidi it happens like the saa glass time runs out and you'll lung for more.
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test kwa our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test kwa our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?