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Chapter 2
Evil takes true form
So right now I’m talking to my best friend, Beth, as were walking to our class. As we were talking Grey Callister interrupted us.
With his flawless gold-blonde hair and warm brown eyes, it isn’t a surprise he’s wanted sejak most girls. I hate to admit when I first laid eyes on him, my legs turned jello and I didn’t want to look away, but later on I realized he was a conceited jerk.
So it isn’t surprising that Grey is one of the most hottest and popular (ugh) guys in school, nor that he’s also a huge jerk. Tsk, tsk, tsk, aren’t they all. He’s not my type though, hot he may be, I’m kind of infatuated with another hottie (who doesn’t know of my existence), anda already know *wink*.
Although the two boys have no resemblance whatsoever, thank God there not related, there just close friends. Which is why I don’t mind when he bothers us, but Cal isn’t with him this time.
There’s something else about Grey though, that only I know…and Grey of course, but he doesn’t know that I know.
Drum roll please….and my vomit bucket.
Grey has the hots for Beth, like…he’s obsessed with her, I bet he has a shrine of her in his room. He likes her a whole lotta, like in the way I like Cal. But Beth and the whole population of this darn school has no clue, but how can they not. He is so obvious, here’s some clues.
1. The way he looks at her.
2. He always finds a reason to be near to her atau talk to her.
3. He may look mean atau rude, but his tone changes when he talks to her.
Those are the clues, but I think I also know the hari he started to take an interest in her. anda see Beth never gets angry, she’s always calm and collected. But one day, Grey managed to push her over the edge…
It was a hot, hot, HOT hari of school, which is a bit rare for us, there’s usually this cool wind. It was a Friday, on school of course, and the gals and I were getting ready to leave. My gals and I were in tank tops and shorts (which is better than what half the female population wear) as we walked to Beth’s car.
And something was different (oh anda couldn’t miss it!)! Some jerks trashed Beth’s car, it was ruined! The windows were smashed, the wheels were flat, and graffiti and eggs were splattered all over.
We heard laughing behind us, and we all turned around to see Grey and his cronies doubled over in laughter.
“You drive that!” Grey yelled and his Friends laughed harder.
Beth made an angry noise in her throat and stalked towards them, the gals and I shared a quick look before hurrying to catch up. Beth never gets angry, well she does, but she never gets really angry, she usually shakes it off and ignores their taunting laughter.
But not today.
“You! anda did this!” Beth yelled pointing at Grey, standing in front of him.
Grey shrugged. “Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t.”
She stepped up closer to him, and I swear I heard the personal angkasa bubble go pop. “You are going to fix that!”
“Oh really,” Grey said, something glinting in his eyes. “Why would I do that?”
“You are such a-”
“Jerk!” Ali cut in.
“You will pay for all the damage, and if anda don’t so help me god, I will-”
“You’ll what?” Grey asked, stepping closer to her, so close, that their noses were touching.
It caught Beth off guard, but she quickly regained. “I’ll tell your parents about the parties you’ve been throwing for the past weeks!”
A gasp among all of us, except Grey who looks lebih impressed than shocked. “You’d do that?”
“Yes, I would.” Beth promised. “And so much more, if anda don’t fix my car!”
Grey flashes us a dazzling smile. “Maybe I will.”
“You-”
“Just drop it!”
Beth looked at me and sighed. “Fine,” she looked at Grey, “but this isn’t over.”
“It’ll never be,” Grey replied breezily.
With that Beth stormed off and we all followed, and I turned to shoot the jerks a glare. Grey was looking past me, at Beth’s retreating back. He looked normal in his jerkish sort of way, but something different, lighter reflected in his eyes.
And ever since then Grey has been Berlakon differently, like he flirts with girls but declines tarikh offers, and he always seems to be around whenever Beth is around. Always having this sort of softness in his eyes when she was near.
So, in other words, he had it bad.
There’s only one problem, I don’t think Beth shares the same feelings. She’s nice and sweet to him, but I don’t think she likes him enough to ever date. She’s warmed up to him ever since he repaired her car, paying extra then to what was needed, and her car was ten times better than before.
Back to the story, we were talking when Grey interrupted us, still holding his motorcycle helmet.
“Hello ladies,” he said, flashing us those pearly whites. “Don’t anda two look dashing.”
“You know that’s supposed to stay on your motorcycle,” I said, pointing to his helmet, as he followed us into the school.
“I’ll put it in my bag,” he replied coolly.
“Did anda want something?” I asked, giving him a look.
Grey’s gaze flitted nervously to Beth and quickly back to mine, turning back into that calm and cool collected guy. “Why? Do anda think I want something?”
“You always want something,” Beth says.
Grey grinned and winked at her as he walked away. Now if that had been any other guy, anda might’ve thought he liked her. But this was Grey Callister, he winked at every girl.
“Wow…that was weird.” Beth said, looking perplexed.
“Why he winks at everything and anything that wears a skirt.”
“But I’m wearing pants…” Beth informed looking down at her jeans.
I roll my eyes and grab her arm to tow her to our class, I see Grey from the corner of my eye, putting his topi keledar in his backpack and laughing while taking something out of it too.
I heard a jingle.
We entered the classroom, Sage and Ali grinned at us, as they bounded her way toward us.
“Guys Mr. Howard is sick!” Ali jumps up and down.
“They say he has the flu!” Sage claps her hands excitedly.
“And that’s good because…”
“We have a new HOT substitute, he’s foreign, like from a place that has HOT dudes, did I mention he was HOT!”
“Yeah,” Beth says, nodding, massaging her ears. “And I think you’ve busted my ears because of it.”
“His name?” I inquired.
“Mr.-”
“Manson,” a voice cuts through.
We all turned around to see Grey, grinning cheekily while holding out some keys.
Wait a minute, that’s my keys!
“Wait a minute, that’s my keys!” I yell (he he, twice in a row!).
“They are?” Grey’s face shows surprise but his smirking eyes tell another story. “I found them on the ground in front of the school.”
No they weren’t, I had them yesterday. I bet anda all my allowance that he sneaked into my house (which he was banished from) and took them.
How does he know where I live?
Easy, were neighbors. Get your jaw off from the floor jerks, it’s no big deal, I banned him from ever stepping foot in this house the hari I moved here.
I reach out to grab the keys, but Grey pulls them back. “What,” I snap annoyed.
“You owe me one.”
“No I don’t!”
Grey sighed. “Guess I can keep them.”
“What do anda want?!” I whined.
“I’ll tell anda what…” his gaze drifts to my friends, lasting longer on Beth. “Later…”
He turned and walked at a brisk pace, heading to his homeroom.
I was muttering incoherent sentences as Beth spoke up. “I wonder what he wants?”
“Money,” I said,. Remembering the last time I ‘owed him’. I had Lost my cat named Kitty, and Grey just had to find him. And I ‘owed him one’, so I had to give up all my birthday money, which was a lot!
So just a little tip for you…
Tip 1- When anda owe someone it can usually lead up to no good.
Tip 2- When anda owe Grey Callister, it can only lead to trouble.
Chapter 2
Evil takes true form
So right now I’m talking to my best friend, Beth, as were walking to our class. As we were talking Grey Callister interrupted us.
With his flawless gold-blonde hair and warm brown eyes, it isn’t a surprise he’s wanted sejak most girls. I hate to admit when I first laid eyes on him, my legs turned jello and I didn’t want to look away, but later on I realized he was a conceited jerk.
So it isn’t surprising that Grey is one of the most hottest and popular (ugh) guys in school, nor that he’s also a huge jerk. Tsk, tsk, tsk, aren’t they all. He’s not my type though, hot he may be, I’m kind of infatuated with another hottie (who doesn’t know of my existence), anda already know *wink*.
Although the two boys have no resemblance whatsoever, thank God there not related, there just close friends. Which is why I don’t mind when he bothers us, but Cal isn’t with him this time.
There’s something else about Grey though, that only I know…and Grey of course, but he doesn’t know that I know.
Drum roll please….and my vomit bucket.
Grey has the hots for Beth, like…he’s obsessed with her, I bet he has a shrine of her in his room. He likes her a whole lotta, like in the way I like Cal. But Beth and the whole population of this darn school has no clue, but how can they not. He is so obvious, here’s some clues.
1. The way he looks at her.
2. He always finds a reason to be near to her atau talk to her.
3. He may look mean atau rude, but his tone changes when he talks to her.
Those are the clues, but I think I also know the hari he started to take an interest in her. anda see Beth never gets angry, she’s always calm and collected. But one day, Grey managed to push her over the edge…
It was a hot, hot, HOT hari of school, which is a bit rare for us, there’s usually this cool wind. It was a Friday, on school of course, and the gals and I were getting ready to leave. My gals and I were in tank tops and shorts (which is better than what half the female population wear) as we walked to Beth’s car.
And something was different (oh anda couldn’t miss it!)! Some jerks trashed Beth’s car, it was ruined! The windows were smashed, the wheels were flat, and graffiti and eggs were splattered all over.
We heard laughing behind us, and we all turned around to see Grey and his cronies doubled over in laughter.
“You drive that!” Grey yelled and his Friends laughed harder.
Beth made an angry noise in her throat and stalked towards them, the gals and I shared a quick look before hurrying to catch up. Beth never gets angry, well she does, but she never gets really angry, she usually shakes it off and ignores their taunting laughter.
But not today.
“You! anda did this!” Beth yelled pointing at Grey, standing in front of him.
Grey shrugged. “Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t.”
She stepped up closer to him, and I swear I heard the personal angkasa bubble go pop. “You are going to fix that!”
“Oh really,” Grey said, something glinting in his eyes. “Why would I do that?”
“You are such a-”
“Jerk!” Ali cut in.
“You will pay for all the damage, and if anda don’t so help me god, I will-”
“You’ll what?” Grey asked, stepping closer to her, so close, that their noses were touching.
It caught Beth off guard, but she quickly regained. “I’ll tell your parents about the parties you’ve been throwing for the past weeks!”
A gasp among all of us, except Grey who looks lebih impressed than shocked. “You’d do that?”
“Yes, I would.” Beth promised. “And so much more, if anda don’t fix my car!”
Grey flashes us a dazzling smile. “Maybe I will.”
“You-”
“Just drop it!”
Beth looked at me and sighed. “Fine,” she looked at Grey, “but this isn’t over.”
“It’ll never be,” Grey replied breezily.
With that Beth stormed off and we all followed, and I turned to shoot the jerks a glare. Grey was looking past me, at Beth’s retreating back. He looked normal in his jerkish sort of way, but something different, lighter reflected in his eyes.
And ever since then Grey has been Berlakon differently, like he flirts with girls but declines tarikh offers, and he always seems to be around whenever Beth is around. Always having this sort of softness in his eyes when she was near.
So, in other words, he had it bad.
There’s only one problem, I don’t think Beth shares the same feelings. She’s nice and sweet to him, but I don’t think she likes him enough to ever date. She’s warmed up to him ever since he repaired her car, paying extra then to what was needed, and her car was ten times better than before.
Back to the story, we were talking when Grey interrupted us, still holding his motorcycle helmet.
“Hello ladies,” he said, flashing us those pearly whites. “Don’t anda two look dashing.”
“You know that’s supposed to stay on your motorcycle,” I said, pointing to his helmet, as he followed us into the school.
“I’ll put it in my bag,” he replied coolly.
“Did anda want something?” I asked, giving him a look.
Grey’s gaze flitted nervously to Beth and quickly back to mine, turning back into that calm and cool collected guy. “Why? Do anda think I want something?”
“You always want something,” Beth says.
Grey grinned and winked at her as he walked away. Now if that had been any other guy, anda might’ve thought he liked her. But this was Grey Callister, he winked at every girl.
“Wow…that was weird.” Beth said, looking perplexed.
“Why he winks at everything and anything that wears a skirt.”
“But I’m wearing pants…” Beth informed looking down at her jeans.
I roll my eyes and grab her arm to tow her to our class, I see Grey from the corner of my eye, putting his topi keledar in his backpack and laughing while taking something out of it too.
I heard a jingle.
We entered the classroom, Sage and Ali grinned at us, as they bounded her way toward us.
“Guys Mr. Howard is sick!” Ali jumps up and down.
“They say he has the flu!” Sage claps her hands excitedly.
“And that’s good because…”
“We have a new HOT substitute, he’s foreign, like from a place that has HOT dudes, did I mention he was HOT!”
“Yeah,” Beth says, nodding, massaging her ears. “And I think you’ve busted my ears because of it.”
“His name?” I inquired.
“Mr.-”
“Manson,” a voice cuts through.
We all turned around to see Grey, grinning cheekily while holding out some keys.
Wait a minute, that’s my keys!
“Wait a minute, that’s my keys!” I yell (he he, twice in a row!).
“They are?” Grey’s face shows surprise but his smirking eyes tell another story. “I found them on the ground in front of the school.”
No they weren’t, I had them yesterday. I bet anda all my allowance that he sneaked into my house (which he was banished from) and took them.
How does he know where I live?
Easy, were neighbors. Get your jaw off from the floor jerks, it’s no big deal, I banned him from ever stepping foot in this house the hari I moved here.
I reach out to grab the keys, but Grey pulls them back. “What,” I snap annoyed.
“You owe me one.”
“No I don’t!”
Grey sighed. “Guess I can keep them.”
“What do anda want?!” I whined.
“I’ll tell anda what…” his gaze drifts to my friends, lasting longer on Beth. “Later…”
He turned and walked at a brisk pace, heading to his homeroom.
I was muttering incoherent sentences as Beth spoke up. “I wonder what he wants?”
“Money,” I said,. Remembering the last time I ‘owed him’. I had Lost my cat named Kitty, and Grey just had to find him. And I ‘owed him one’, so I had to give up all my birthday money, which was a lot!
So just a little tip for you…
Tip 1- When anda owe someone it can usually lead up to no good.
Tip 2- When anda owe Grey Callister, it can only lead to trouble.
No matter how much anda wish for lebih it happens like the jam 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 sejak 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 sejak our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
(Verse 1)
I am in Cinta with the guy whois sweet
till we meet It isn't possible
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
Everyday
(Verse 2)
(Bridge)
Now & then everyday we need to meet each other goin' separate paths and ways to meet each other and go undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We are going separate paths and ways sometime we need to meet in the middle and go undercover Now,
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go undercover
I am in Cinta with the guy whois sweet
till we meet It isn't possible
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
Everyday
(Verse 2)
(Bridge)
Now & then everyday we need to meet each other goin' separate paths and ways to meet each other and go undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We are going separate paths and ways sometime we need to meet in the middle and go undercover Now,
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go undercover
Hi. My name is Jake Gartner, and right now, basically a huge mutant serpent is coming to menelan me whole, tear me to pieces of flesh, so I have no time to talk right now. Oh, um...you want to follow me? Sure, just accept that everyday will be the best of the thrills. Right now, we are not getting any help from the immortal world, so just know that we have a horrible system of magic right now, and we have an extremely low supply of weapons, thus, the chance that anda will get out of this mess is around eighty-six percent. (because of me, the master of war) Oh yeah, the serpent. Enough talk. (ROARS) Off to kill a mutant serpent!!! (stabs, deflects, cuts a gash in its head, dies) That's only our first one, trainee. Whatever your name is. seterusnya time, I invite anda to sertai with us on our battle. And it will be even lebih life-consuming, if anda know what that means.
I walk into
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood sejak me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To tunjuk them that...
Their work was useful.
To tunjuk them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to tunjuk all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood sejak me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To tunjuk them that...
Their work was useful.
To tunjuk them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to tunjuk all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.