Delilah Quille smoothed her maids dress before dusting the chandelier that hung above the main hall her naturally straightened blonde hair had been tightly made into long pigtails that caught dust before it fell to the glossy dark oak floor. “Delilah do you know where Edgar is?” she heard her master ask, his Emerald colored eyes looked curious, “No Master Ekon I haven’t” although she’d never admit it Delilah Quille was fond of Ekon Grey he was like an older brother to her as she was an orphan until his father Wolf Grey took her in and raised her as his own, Ekon’s mother had died during his birth and his father of pneumonia he was alone, the wealthy 21 year old only had his servants to give him the company he desired, his maid (her), his butler Edgar, and the cook who was an Italian named Loreto were the only ones he had talked to in ages which is why Delilah had kindly advised him to have a formal ball to meet business partners and perhaps decide who he was to marry. “All right don’t forget I will be having guests over as well, please have the ballroom ready I will find Edgar to help you” with that the civilized young man left his coat tails swinging behind him as he left to find his butler, Edgar Harp. Delilah had finally primped every part of the ballroom she did this by decorating,polishing, and sweeping the ballroom, When Edgar had finally come to her aid she was exhausted from the work she had done that day.The naturally chipper maid had just wiped the sweat from her
I looked at the dark, blank floor. It seemed to be just as stupid, and empty as I was. This cell was like a cage, and it was uncomfortably cold and wet. I only had myself to keep me warm. I wonder if I'll ever get out of here. All the choices I've made, I thought they were right. Turns out they weren't. I shouldn't of accepted that letter! It has only caused me pain and loss. I miss my family... they're probably thinking I am having the time of my life, at this ”camp”. All of this was a big, old lie, and I wish they knew that...
“Professor Michaelis…how dare you fill their heads with these unpure notions. It was not your place to tell them about this.” I interrupted.
(No one saw the agent place a small device under the bumper of the van and then slip back into the bushes)
"Baekhyun! Time for school!" His aunt shouted through his door. He groaned and rolled onto his back. At least yesterday he thought he'd get a quiet and nice ride to school, now he was stuck with Chanyeol. He'd forgotten to throw his clothes in the laundry, but lucky enough for him he found decent smelling clothes. He threw them on and headed into the kitchen. He sat down at the table and ate a couple bites of his breakfast. His appetite still hadn't returned, he would only eat for his aunt's benefit.
Angela Liddel stares out of the window of the limousine forlornly. Boarding school is often romanticized in novels and movies, but the concept is daunting to the sixteen-year-old. All of her friends she’s known her whole life live back west, and she’s never been to the east coast before. The Atlantic Ocean isn’t nearly as impressive as she’d expected, and so far feels all around disappointment to the entire experience of arriving at Madame LeFoux’s Academy for Exemplary Young Ladies. Angela wasn’t sure what she expected, but this certainly wasn’t it.
Kihyun has spent almost his entire life staring down at the compass embedded in his wrist; watching as the needle spun and turned and wobbled, begging him to go and search and find that person out there he was meant to be with. The only problem with having this kind of soul bond was that he couldn’t just do that. Kihyun could not just impulsively jump on any plane and start bouncing around the world to find his other half. Even if he wanted to, he couldn’t due to his own job constraints and the life he chose to live.
You wake up in the morning to find that you aren’t in your bed, you aren’t even in your room! You’re in the middle of a giant maze. A sign is hanging on the ivy. You have three hours. Don’t touch the walls. He looks around confused. Next to him his dog sits waiting command from him. Joe thinks silently, why am I here, did I do something to upset someone? I have an hour to get out. Jake, my goldendoodle, sniffs and starts to walk away, Joe starts to call him back right after he takes off in a sprint. Jake is in a full sprint turning curves, wagging his tail and barking. Joe tries to keep up, after he loses sight the barking stop. Joe hears a few whimpers and starts sprinting to find them. Joe’s blood pounds in his ears, his heart races, he starts to see all of the memories that he has with Jake. Turning all the corners as fast as he can and looking desperately he finds Jake. Jake is sitting staring at the wall whimpering, there is a little hole at the bottom of the hedge. Joe grabs Jake’s collar and crouches down to his level and scratched his ear.
James turns around, sees her. He immediately rubs his pant legs fast. They cross over toward each other.
As Nora was running she saw all the people that worked at the training facility coughing on the ground. All the smoke from the fires had filled their lungs and they couldn’t breathe all too well. The sound of them coughing made Nora think of the night her father got in the car accident. That was the last time she saw her mom before she left. The emotions from that night filled Nora’s head. She started to question whether she could trust her mom anymore. What did she need the stone for? Why was she so protective over it? Was it really needed to save the universe or was it just so she can be even more powerful? The thoughts were interrupted by a voice.
"Let's see." Rin said as she picked out her lipstick. "Should I use the maroon or the rose?" She held the two up to the light to judge the color. "Maybe you should where none and then jump of the school's roof." A little voice in the back of her head said manically. "Oh shut up." she moaned as she put the lipstick on. "Sweetie come get your breakfast." Rin's mom shouted from down the hall. "Coming." Rin yelled back. "Maybe you could not eat and starve yourself to death." The voiced said again. Rin groaned and sat at the table. Her brother came in, fresh from the shower. "Morning. Dad already leave?" He said as he shoveled spoonfuls of oatmeal in his mouth. "Ya know, eating too fast will make you gain weight. And since your not in sports you might want to think twice about your eating habits." Rin said in a matter-of-fact tone. "You can be a bitch, you know that?" Len said as he gritted his teeth. "Take that back Rin. Your not like that.", the voice echoed in her head. " I'm sorry for stating the truth fat ass."
I woke up to the loud screeching of the prison bell. I'll never be used to the metal hammer pounding on the bell every morning. I stood up as the mechanical cell door opened, the old cogs in the mechina rattled. I tried to walk out and tripped over my cell mates foot.
As more and more people filled the room, I asked Jane why they had hired so quickly if they already had so much help.
“What the hell were you thinking Genevieve?!” Sophia looked up the moment that she heard her father’s loud and angry voice. She was shocked for a moment. Not that he was angry with her and yelling. But because she wasn’t sure what she did this time to cause him to come angry enough to find her and start yelling. She knew that she wasn’t loved by anyone in this family. She was a horrible mistake. A mistake that came out of a drunk one night stand that meant nothing. “I don’t know what you’re talking about Sir,” She mumbled the last word. Knowing if she didn’t show complete respect she’d be slapped if not worse. She looked slightly to the right and saw her step-mother and one of her older half-siblings. At first she didn’t think anything of it. Aurora was being comforted by her mother as she sobbed. It wasn’t strange. Her siblings, especially her older sisters, loved getting her into trouble for things that she hadn’t done. “What the fuck is wrong with you?!” He screamed as he shoved a magazine at her face, so close that she couldn’t make anything out. Sophia wanted to come up with a sarcastic reply. Or even call him out for being a jerk or a horrible father. Except she could remember exactly what that would result in. And Sophia really didn’t want to deal with the bruises.
I woke up. Everything around me was blurry, and dark. I was awfully hungry, and I had a tube in my arm. I had no idea what was going on. All of a sudden, an alarm was going off somewhere around me. My ears rang with loud, annoying sounds. A flurry of lights came on, one after another. A doctor rushed in.
Resisting no temptation not to I gushed onto the floor, “You never let me have anything!”