I deliberately cling to the window and pull myself up inside the room. My eyebrows furrow when I see no one inside.I look at the clock set in the room. It is already eight o'clock. I take a seat on one of the beds. I just waited for them for ten minutes. They might be back from eating now. I look around their room. It is clean. I cannot believe this is occupied by males.Ten minutes pass, and the door does not open. Where could they be? I have to go back and find Venice. I dash back to the window. I check out the window to see if it is safe to go out. When everything is clear, I deliberately cross the tree branch. I am down the tree in five minutes. I take a deep breath. That was exhausting.I sprint into the dense forest, and I observe my surroundings. I keep moving around, but I do not see Venice. I feel terrified that she might have gone to the core of the forest. My feet are making a noise as I continually step over dried leaves by accident. This is frustrating. I cannot go deep
Ethan and Quinn start to move in the direction Xhyee is pointing."Beauty, you have to go; your friend needs medical help," I demand. She nods rapidly. I notice another tear falling from her eyes. Beauty quickly loads Damon, but she falls back to the ground."Blair, guide them out here!" Venice shouts as she tries to deflect a stab. She gives her opponent a straight punch to the face. The man is knocked out."Blair, now go!" Venice cries again. Another man is on his way to attack me. I split my legs to avoid him. I draw the knife I have kept in my legs and immediately throw it and strike him in the legs. He falls off.Beauty loads him again and succeeds this time. I see her move to Damon as I continue to fight the man. I quickly finish the man off. I hear another sound of people coming our way. Alhyssa promptly appears, bringing her sword with her. I look at her back and see a bunch of aylwards headed by the captain. The aylwards immediately move to fight with the men, but some of the
Venice's StandpointI silently walk through the building with a troubled feeling clawing at my stomach. Each step forward feels longer, prolonging my agony. Even the sounds of my steps are tormenting me in every way possible. The weight of the scarf that settles on my shoulders becomes an oppressive cloak, seeming to drag me down and making my legs heavy and unsteady. Is this the end of me being a Valencia? This is the question I ask myself. My breath becomes shallow of the thought, coordinated by the pace of my racing thoughts. Nonetheless, I continue to step forward, prepared for the possible punishments I have to go through.I stop in front of Valencias' common room. Hesitant, I reach out for the doorknob with my hand trembling slightly. The cool, metallic touch sent a chill up my spine, warning me of the punishment that lay behind the door. With a deep breath, I turn the doorknob and slowly push the door open. A creak echoes across the space.Without any warning, a sharp impact cr
The beds on my side are empty and neatly organized. I take a glance at the clock above the door and, as I realize I am way later than usual, I rush to do my morning routine, eat my breakfast, and proceed to the administration building.Rumors of me being punched by Thania spread around the whole school like wildfire. As I make my way to the elevator, the hushed whispers and glances of staff and students welcome me. Even so, I try to maintain an air of nonchalance and continue to step all the way. Shortly, I stepped in on the second floor. I proceed to Thania's office and knock thrice to make my presence known. I turn the knob and slowly push the door open. There I found Thania sitting in her chair, with sheets of papers cluttered in her table. While fully engrossed in her tasks, she manages to glance at me and at the chair in front of her, acknowledging my presence. I step forward and sit in one of the chairs across from the table."I'm sorry. It was all my fault. I let my feelings ge
"Shut up," I dismiss him by pushing him to the side so I can get inside the room."Oh my God! I'm not ready for it, lady," he banters as he crosses his arms in his shoulders, as if protecting himself from me. I roam around the room."Where's Jax?" Once again, I dismiss him."His name is Lorde," he insists."Whatever. Where is he?" I ask again."They are all watching over Damon," he explains. I sigh in irritation. I feel Ethan staring at me, so I raise my eyebrow at him."What?"He shyly smiles, "I'm just thankful and feel sorry.""For what?""I heard you were punched for failing to protect us," Ethan explains."It's weird, though. Rumors say that we were attacked by those men, and you saved us. But the truth is you were there to help us escape," Ethan adds. I give him a sharp look."You better shut your mouth," I warn."It's true. The rumors say Thania punched you because Damon was stabbed and you failed to protect him," Ethan added. His words made me stop. Does Thania believe I was t
"This world is surely different," Kate interjects."For all we know, one of you might have cut Grace's head off," she adds.The atmosphere grows tense as the lady utters those words, casting a dark aura around us. I sense the frustration boiling within Blair and Alhyssa, but Thania remains stoic, her gaze fixed coldly on the students."I don't appreciate your sharp tongue," Blair says."What awaits us when we leave the gate of this school?" Quinn interrupts before the girls can argue."If you are lucky, you will be able to return to your world. But our wish is for silence in whatever you have encountered here," Alhyssa replies."What is the other possibility that awaits us?" This time, Beauty asks out of nowhere."Death." No one speaks. It seems like everyone is scared by what Alhyssa said. Even from a distance, I can see the heaviness of their breaths."No, we're not leaving until Damon's condition improves. He is still in bad shape, so we can't go," Beauty av interrupts."Do we stil
There is a distinct disparity in their behaviors, mannerisms, and even their aura. Jax has always been known for his carefree and caring nature, while Lorde carries himself with an air of seriousness and discipline. The way he speaks, and the way he interacts with others, it is as if we are dealing with a completely different person. We cannot ignore this stark contrast that makes us question whether he truly is Jax or someone else entirely."Someone else? Don't be foolish, Alhyssa!" Her mother snaps her back.Alhyssa's heart sinks as she realizes her mother will not believe her.Slowly, I gather my thoughts and muster the courage to speak up against the president. "President, please listen to me. It was not Alhyssa's fault. And…Jax had never betrayed us. There must be something more to all of this."President Maria's eyes narrow, filled with suspicion and anger. "You expect me to believe your delusions? Enough of your lies, Venice!"A mixture of frustration and sadness washed over me
Quinn's StandpointOur footsteps feel heavy as we make our way through a complex passage. As we navigate through the dimly lit hallways, the faces of men in black come into view, displaying an array of emotions—from regret to rage, sadness to resignation—occupying every cell we pass. The oppressive space is a contrast to the vastness of the world outside, where freedom dances beyond reach. The persistent noise leaking from within each cell forms an invisible barrier, reminding us of the loneliness that awaits us.As we reach the end of the corridor, we are forcefully shoved by the aylwards, outwardly indifferent to our dilemma. We are thrown off balance by the push. Lorde, emotionless, looks at the man who pushes Beauty as if he is ripping his soul out. The aylward takes a step back, releasing eye contact. Anger boils within us, fueled by the situation we are currently in."What now? Are you just going to let them lock us up here? Well, not me. I'll escape from here even if it means r