Hours prior to the night,
Pigeons fluttered outside, and took flight off her balcony. Sun somersaulted inside her room, gently tracing against the curves and edges underneath the comfy duvet.
Silent snores, a leg flipped over as she turned to her side. Evening light, caressed her sublime leg and took hold strands of her crimson locks, and followed in and tapped her eyelids awake.
The blanket slid, she scooted to her pillows and yawned. She smacked her glistening lips and slouched her head on the headboard.
‘Now what should I do?’ She thought scratching her bedraggled hair. ‘What is today?’ she took a glimpse at her wrist, a holographic watch popped to her sleepy eyes.
Realization dawned upon her mind, blossoming a cherry smile, radiating past her imperfect freckles dotted on her dimples. Seemingly perfect.
She flipped out of her head and dashed to her mirror "Aii!!" She clutched her hairy mess and turned stiff.
Her
"Insolent" his eyes glowed, encasing them in his mounting pressure and forced them to their knees.Natalia croaked "I am sorry please forgive me for my rudeness"Like an apathetic god, he looked down with contempt. He grunted, lowering his aura.Natalia grasped her neck, panting for air, for freedom from this psychopath. Through closed lids, she glared.Softly, Natalia said "Then, what do you want?" And picked herself up.Alistair said, fanning himself "Nothing… just paying a visit on my dear sister"Natalia frowned "A visit! Probably something more""How keen of you sister" Alistair said, hiding a snicker behind his fan.He said "Well, I do want to visit you but I might as well hit two birds with one stone"The moment Natalia moved her lips, he sent a glare, she cowered back.Alistair said "I just want to let you know; I won't force you to kill the Castel kid""Really?" Clutching her marron sh
Sandy pressed few buttons on the control panel, the car descended and landed the hover car on the side of the road. She looked over her shoulders, said "Natalia, we are here!" "Oh" taking her eyes off her mirror, adding a final touch to her face. "How do I look? Are my freckles showing?" Sandy took a look from the rear mirror, said "You look good. Actually, I think you look good even without it" "Pff, you are joking" she dismissed her comment with a hand. Natalia said "Freckles aren't that pretty, I feel so… compared to those popular models or Android. They're too perfect" Sandy giggled, "That's the point, they are too perfect that it's unrealistic. I think your beauty lies in your imperfections" Natalia said "Nah, if what u said was true, then why are they so popular to the masses" Sandy replied "Popularity is nice but it never lasts long. It always changes" "Whatever, I think Draven would prefer me without the
"Draven, let me handle the snacks, you go and save us a spot" Natalia said, lining behind a snack bar. "Baby, remember I like my popcorn with butter" Draven said and headed to a wide door, blocked by huge robots in the center. Natalia froze, blinking at his departing figure. "Did he just say what I thought he just said?" "Next please!" "Baby?" Springing forth a ditzy feeling throughout her being. *Beep Beep* The robotic server, slammed its metal fist on the counter "Next, please" Jolting her head from her mini-celebration. From behind, an average Joe tapped her shoulder "Hey, are you going to move? Or what?" Sending him a sorry smile, she stepped to the counter. *Beep* *Beep* Its digital eyes flickered, scanning his new customer. "Hello, Ma'am" "What would you like to have?" Her eyes strained to the popcorn machines behind, then to the drinks and snacks below the glass count
Half way through the sixth period, Mr. Longford discussed quantum theories, his T-marker scribbled mind-blowing equations onto his holographic board.With a jittery foot, Draven nibbed his pen and shifted his gaze to the clock above. Draven thought 'Come on! Just a little more. Just two minutes more'He turned his head to the side and took a glance at his teammate. Unlike him, Blake continued copying down the equations on his tablet.His face contoured in anger; he released a helpless sigh. 'I guess, that's why he is just an extra. Zero ambition'Resting his face within his palm, he tapped the tiled floor. His bench partner hissed "Hey, can you keep it down? I can't afford to miss his explanation. It's worth half our grade"Disinterested eyes, he replied "Sure"Draven continued a minute later. Steam rose from his head but said nothing.His tapping soon grew louder, few students whispered "Yo, what's that noise?""It's him&helli
Strolling past the school gates, a massive hover bus descended before Coach Fredrickson, he solemnly stood with folded arms, sharp breeze fluttering the ends of his jacket.Turning around, surprise held his chubby face. "Thomas Longford. What's got ya coming to my yard?Mr. Longford took a brief glance at Draven, warning him to stay clear of their conversation.Mr. Longford crossed the distance between, and shook his hand. "Hello, Freddy. It isn't much I was wondering whether, he" he pointed his finger to Draven."Yes? Don't tell me he has gotten himself into more trouble?" Coach Fredrickson, clenched his teeth with a subtle shake of his head.Coach Fredrickson crumbled a mud-brown bus cap above his balding head. "Kids these days are always up to mischief"Mr. Longford gave an acute nod, said "Uh, well. I just wanted to check whether he is part of the school team"Coach Fredrickson exclaimed "Wait, he isn't in trouble?"<
The bus descended; skirting above the city, students gasped at the sights and clamored among themselves as they got closer to their destination. The bus announced "We will be reaching Squidid Highschool in two minutes"Coach Fredrickson's eyes flickered to the autonomous voice, waking from his nap. He stretched his arms and took a glance at his com."Ah, just on time" he muttered under his breath, his large hands clutched the bench rest and pulled himself to his feet.He walked to the front and cleared his throat, grasping his student's attention. Coach said "Listen up, guys! Before we get down, I need you, guys to make a promise"Few of them, blurted "Promise?" "Sir, what kind of promise?"His eyebrows waggled on his stern expression, Coach said "Yes, I want you guys to try to be on your best behavior"A boy exclaimed "That's it?"Coach said "Yes, that's it""What? Sir, that is too easy!""Yes, I know Brent but for some
While the team warmed up, spectators slowly filled the stadium full. Dressed in the jerseys of school team, the local spectators coloured the once white stands into purple and green. On enemy's ground, the team faced nothing but their undiluted discrimination.While they jogged around the field. Few of the radical fans started throwing trash and made sadical comments, raging the youngblood of Vernon High School's Hellhounds.Annoyed by their banter, Draven and Osborne shared a look and high-fived; mutually agreeing for the first time. Osborne soon scoffed and quickened his jog.Suddenly the crowd roared, frevently screaming waving their sign boards, as their opposition stepped outside and waved to the crowd before beginning their routine stretches and warm-ups.
Electric horn sounded off, marking the start of the match. The arena flickered, shunning their view of the spectators; almost like in another world. The teams clicked their badges and soon a blue light converged around their body and clothed them with a shiny light armour, styled in the school emblems. Draven admired his red glass armour with white highlights and two headed hellhounds on the right breast and no.17 on his back. Taking a glance at his teammates, he realized only he had a white stripe on his chest and on his right arm. Squidid Team attacked, firing water bullets from their fingers. Draven commanded, flaring a hand out. "Earth wall" An earth manipulator, stamped his feet, the Martian ground trembled, giving way to the growing wall, about two meters wide. "Blake ice mist" Draven commanded. The Blake ran, a ramp made of shadows appeared; he jumped off it and landed on the wall. Icicles froze his face wh