Seeing her sudden shift from playful to semi-serious pout stopped Trust, his lips pulling into a tamed smile and agreeing not to bother her new “scar.” Moving beside her, he pulled out a few notes, told her that they’re in the same classes again except for their free period since he’s joining club activities non-stop. At least, that’s what he plans.
Betts continued to finish her lasagna. Her video paused. Before long, their conversation turned into a full-blown gossip bash when Trust told her the few students in their school who are new to her eyes and old to her sanity’s sake. Most of the students in their school often knew each other, belonging in the same preparatory levels or one other way, like neighbors with inevitable familial friends.
“Hold up,” she said to him. “I need to take my meds. Pain is starting again.” Ending her words with a frown.
“Right, pausing at the new couples and broken-up
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“Come on. It’s poking out your head, taunting me. Besides, it’s a cool scar. Tell the other’s you kicked a monster’s ass in the playground.” He told her snicker. “But, tell me. What’s in your head?” He seriously said, a small smile on his face.Shifting the way he sat, he moved his body away from the headboard. Now he faced Betts, his one arm on the other side of her legs, while he looked at her with earnest eyes. “Are we, or are we not emotionally connected best friends? Like what those girls in class say.”His position caged Betts as if cornering her. Leaning back to relax, Betts looked at his good friend and muttered, “I don’t feel like growing up.”“We’re only thirteen, going on fourteen. How is that growing up?” He scoffed at her. She glared at his scoff, and he only leaned closer, poking their noses. It usually made her cross-eyed, challenging herself to r
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He used them like pokers, stabbing upward while his hind legs and other hand stayed his ground. The upward stab hit the creature where a chin should be, ten centimeters to the left of its collar bone and throat. Hoof deeply embedded, Trust made sure the force of his stab had the same intent of budging the other creature back. The same way the other has been slowly doing so, backing away as it punched and clawed with its force.Failing to make the creature retreat a great distance from where Betts is. The creature moved to unhook the shallow impalement of the hoof-like hand with difficulty and tried for another bite attack. This time, Trust prepared a counter by expertly using a headbutt.It proved a worse attack than his stab that it moved farther. Once it moved far, with a swish of Trust’s head, a select crows dove at the stab wound of the monster. The distraction brought distress that it gave enough time for Trust to use his tail and swipe it hard against its t
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Chills ran down her spine as almost all able-bodied adults brusquely handled the fretting bodies intent on attacking the healthy ones. Her eyes misted with unshed tears as she tried her best not to break into pieces for the sorrow she felt for these afflicted ones.Spurs of haze clouded Betts’s vision as she opened her eyes from her long nap. She was left in the library again for the nth time by her group of friends, the ones she made after entering grade nine. They did leave a note in front of her, on top of her bag, saying that the study period is ongoing, but they figured staying in this place was boring. So, they left.Lifting her head while traces of sleep still lingered on her lips and open notebook, silence flooded her senses as she saw the library’s bright florescent light fill her newly opened eyes. Stretching, fixing her things, then softly propping her elbow on the table and chin on her hand. Betts pondered at the days
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Hi guys, Nate here.Just want to head's up that chapter's will once again have a slight delay. So this month might have a bit of lapse.Though, I don't know if it will continue like so. Cross fingers that it won't.There will be another side story chapter for this Valentines. Another sweet adventure between Mirror and Imago. Short and...well, not that sweet. No, there are no heart breaks in this world. I guess. I mean, there is. As long as we decide to move forward, then it would all be a memory by then.Thanks for passing by and reading this novel. Hope you have a good time. Do comment when you have the time.@AcrimonyNate
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