Chapter 2
The suivant morning, Ginny and Promise were making breakfast, as Shawna was smoking a cigarette, dressed in
her usual phony Goth get up, trying to look as bad cul, ass as possible (she didn't. Of course it could never work. She was a spoiled brat from Philadelphia who won a ton of beauty contests from age one to about age eighteen.) Though, years of smoking and losing weight had made her not very beautiful at all. She always looked like she was starving and never wanted to eat. Her teeth were stained and rarely brushed. She had a hateful attitude and would hurt people without consequence. Ginny looked at Shawna with disgust and said,"Put that out! Smoking isn't allowed here!" Shawna started twirling her black Hot Topic dyed hair, imitating Ginny saying,"Ugh, like OMG! toi should, like, totally, put that cancer stick down because us normies can't handle tobacco!" Ginny rolled her eyes, walking past her, as Shawna tripped her. Ginny looked at her and said,"Do that one plus time-" "Or what, Miss Pinky?" "We'll kick toi out and you'll go back to prison." "I haven't done anything illegal, toi dumb bitch. I'm on parole." "You a volé, étole gum and toi act like toi car jacked Donald Trump ou something." Ginny left to wake up Gabby, as Promise tried avoiding Shawna's cold gaze as much as possible.
Ginny went upstairs and knocked on Gabby's bedroom door,"Gab? Gab, c'mon! Time to get up! Breakfast is almost ready!" Gabby's eyes shot open, as she looked at the sleeping Angel beside of her. "Oh god." she muttered. "She can't know about this." She got up from the lit and quickly opened the door, walked out and closed it, without montrer evidence that she had a famous celebrity locked in her room. Ginny looked at her and said,"Nice pajamas. Did toi sleep with anyone last night?" "I er, um,yeah. We were drunk. I forgot his name. I think it was requin Tank? Maybe." Ginny raised her eyebrow,"You had sex with a guy named requin Tank?" Gabby nodded suspiciously, as Ginny rolled her eyes and said,"You're a weirdie, I'll tell ya that much. Now, get dressed appropriately and head for the dinning room." As she started to go back to her room, Ginny a dit to her,"One plus thing before toi go back to your precious "Shark Tank". It wouldn't hurt if toi helped out a little around here. Promise and I do most of the work, while toi do whatever and Shawna smokes and bullies us. Just remember what I said, okay?" Gabby nodded, as she went back into her room very quickly.
She got dressed, as she heard Criss snoring soundly. He was sprawled, while his arm was slightly raised from being handcuffed to the head board. The way the light shined on him, gleaming off of his tanned muscles, made him look like a beautiful mythical demi-god of some sort. After she dressed, Gabby crawled on the bed, and started unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. "What are toi doing?" Gabby jumped, as Criss looked at her, tired and angry. "I, uh, nothing! Nothing at all!" Criss a dit to her coldly,"Zip and button my pants up now." She did as he told her to do. "Now, take me to the bathroom." "Can't do that." "Why not?" "The girls are awake." "I HAVE to go to the bathroom....right now." "I'll go get Promise."
Gabby ran downstairs, and found Promise, as she said,"Promise, there's um, an emergency upstairs." Promise looked at her funny, as Ginny asked,"Is it requin Tank? Want me to take care of for you? I'll kick him out if he hurts you!" Shawna raised her eyebrow,"Shark Tank?" Ginny answered,"Her drunken one night stand." Promise said,"Okay, I'll go." Gabby replied,"Hurry! It's an emergency!" Promise ran up the stairs, as she went into Gabby's room. "What's wrong? Gabby told me to get up here." Criss replied, sitting up,"I have to go to the bathroom and eat something before I start feeling sick." She uncuffed him from the head board, as she said,"I'll lead toi to the bathroom, I'll wait outside the door for toi and then, I'll give breakfast to toi up here." He a dit to her,"You're really sweet." She blushed as she said,"Thank you. Now, let me montrer toi where it's at."
After going to the bathroom, and having Promise take him back into Gabby's room, he waited for Promise to fix him a plate of food. She felt so bad for him, yet her plan for them to escape had to take a little plus time to figure out.
The suivant morning, Ginny and Promise were making breakfast, as Shawna was smoking a cigarette, dressed in
her usual phony Goth get up, trying to look as bad cul, ass as possible (she didn't. Of course it could never work. She was a spoiled brat from Philadelphia who won a ton of beauty contests from age one to about age eighteen.) Though, years of smoking and losing weight had made her not very beautiful at all. She always looked like she was starving and never wanted to eat. Her teeth were stained and rarely brushed. She had a hateful attitude and would hurt people without consequence. Ginny looked at Shawna with disgust and said,"Put that out! Smoking isn't allowed here!" Shawna started twirling her black Hot Topic dyed hair, imitating Ginny saying,"Ugh, like OMG! toi should, like, totally, put that cancer stick down because us normies can't handle tobacco!" Ginny rolled her eyes, walking past her, as Shawna tripped her. Ginny looked at her and said,"Do that one plus time-" "Or what, Miss Pinky?" "We'll kick toi out and you'll go back to prison." "I haven't done anything illegal, toi dumb bitch. I'm on parole." "You a volé, étole gum and toi act like toi car jacked Donald Trump ou something." Ginny left to wake up Gabby, as Promise tried avoiding Shawna's cold gaze as much as possible.
Ginny went upstairs and knocked on Gabby's bedroom door,"Gab? Gab, c'mon! Time to get up! Breakfast is almost ready!" Gabby's eyes shot open, as she looked at the sleeping Angel beside of her. "Oh god." she muttered. "She can't know about this." She got up from the lit and quickly opened the door, walked out and closed it, without montrer evidence that she had a famous celebrity locked in her room. Ginny looked at her and said,"Nice pajamas. Did toi sleep with anyone last night?" "I er, um,yeah. We were drunk. I forgot his name. I think it was requin Tank? Maybe." Ginny raised her eyebrow,"You had sex with a guy named requin Tank?" Gabby nodded suspiciously, as Ginny rolled her eyes and said,"You're a weirdie, I'll tell ya that much. Now, get dressed appropriately and head for the dinning room." As she started to go back to her room, Ginny a dit to her,"One plus thing before toi go back to your precious "Shark Tank". It wouldn't hurt if toi helped out a little around here. Promise and I do most of the work, while toi do whatever and Shawna smokes and bullies us. Just remember what I said, okay?" Gabby nodded, as she went back into her room very quickly.
She got dressed, as she heard Criss snoring soundly. He was sprawled, while his arm was slightly raised from being handcuffed to the head board. The way the light shined on him, gleaming off of his tanned muscles, made him look like a beautiful mythical demi-god of some sort. After she dressed, Gabby crawled on the bed, and started unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. "What are toi doing?" Gabby jumped, as Criss looked at her, tired and angry. "I, uh, nothing! Nothing at all!" Criss a dit to her coldly,"Zip and button my pants up now." She did as he told her to do. "Now, take me to the bathroom." "Can't do that." "Why not?" "The girls are awake." "I HAVE to go to the bathroom....right now." "I'll go get Promise."
Gabby ran downstairs, and found Promise, as she said,"Promise, there's um, an emergency upstairs." Promise looked at her funny, as Ginny asked,"Is it requin Tank? Want me to take care of for you? I'll kick him out if he hurts you!" Shawna raised her eyebrow,"Shark Tank?" Ginny answered,"Her drunken one night stand." Promise said,"Okay, I'll go." Gabby replied,"Hurry! It's an emergency!" Promise ran up the stairs, as she went into Gabby's room. "What's wrong? Gabby told me to get up here." Criss replied, sitting up,"I have to go to the bathroom and eat something before I start feeling sick." She uncuffed him from the head board, as she said,"I'll lead toi to the bathroom, I'll wait outside the door for toi and then, I'll give breakfast to toi up here." He a dit to her,"You're really sweet." She blushed as she said,"Thank you. Now, let me montrer toi where it's at."
After going to the bathroom, and having Promise take him back into Gabby's room, he waited for Promise to fix him a plate of food. She felt so bad for him, yet her plan for them to escape had to take a little plus time to figure out.
With nails so black scraping away at rotting church pews
I tell toi I l’amour toi plus than myself
But to understand, from me toi shall receive neither money nor wealth
What toi chercher for is not emotion ou passion, it’s much plus precise
It’s the golden fortune which comes with a price
So toi take the deal and strike my head
Your beating heart, now made of lead
Allow me the peace of mind to soften the last deadly blow
Perhaps this is how our story ends of toi the Raven and I the Crow
(Crows and Ravens, in European legends are known to symbolize death)
I will remember toi always.
Will toi remember me?
That is a question for toi to answer,
And not me.
I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.
Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
toi will always be in my heart.
For I know that toi will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.
All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every minute of it
Is in my heart.
I will tend to the feu
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
Will toi remember me?
That is a question for toi to answer,
And not me.
I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.
Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
toi will always be in my heart.
For I know that toi will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.
All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every minute of it
Is in my heart.
I will tend to the feu
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
It all started 100 years ago...
There was a great clan, Yochi Clan. They kept balance of the Earth. The Enkai, ou Ocean Clan, Riku, ou Land Clan, and the Sora, ou Sky Clan. There were 6 from each clan, chosen to defend Earth.
There Family names:
Wanizame = Enkai
Suppai = Enkai
Tategami = Riku
Nikushimi = Riku
Karasu = Sora
Inago = Sora
They took a pledge to defend the Earth and it's beauties. Until...
Suppai, Nikushimi, and Inago joined a evil organization that threatened the Earth years ago...
Yami Teikoku Boruto
HOW COULD toi DO THIS!!!!????
They put them selves in stasis so they could attack Earth at a later time. But the Heroes put themselves in stasis, too....
There was a great clan, Yochi Clan. They kept balance of the Earth. The Enkai, ou Ocean Clan, Riku, ou Land Clan, and the Sora, ou Sky Clan. There were 6 from each clan, chosen to defend Earth.
There Family names:
Wanizame = Enkai
Suppai = Enkai
Tategami = Riku
Nikushimi = Riku
Karasu = Sora
Inago = Sora
They took a pledge to defend the Earth and it's beauties. Until...
Suppai, Nikushimi, and Inago joined a evil organization that threatened the Earth years ago...
Yami Teikoku Boruto
HOW COULD toi DO THIS!!!!????
They put them selves in stasis so they could attack Earth at a later time. But the Heroes put themselves in stasis, too....
I'm cheerful on the outside yes, but under this huge hyperfilled, cheerful girl is a fragile antique.
On the outside some see me as normal ou energetic maybe the one pomme with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to montrer the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man suivant to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
On the outside some see me as normal ou energetic maybe the one pomme with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to montrer the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man suivant to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
I am a broken-winged eagle
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.