Okay, I hope you like. It wasn't that hard to write, actually, it just took me awhile to get up the nerve to start it. I'll get the next chapter up ASAP!
Candice O'Holleran looked at the big red sign that said LOROS BOARDING ACADEMY FOR THE GIFTED. She was a bit nervous, but this was the only place that might accept her.
Candie was too thin, blue eyes red and puffy, blonde hair frizzy and ragged. She wore a torn blue dress, and carried a duffel bag over her shoulder.
She walked up the steps and knocked on the door.
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"You have failed me." The man in the corner had a dark voice, that still, after these months of watching and waiting in his employment, she still hadn't gotten used to. "All you had to do was keep the O'Holleran girl out of Boston. There was no killing or even hurting involved, and yet you still failed. Give me a reason to let you live."
"May I ask why a spoiled invalid from Alaska is so important?" She did not abide by any rules, and definitely did not have a reason not to die.
"With her comes change. Change for the worst. A rebellion, the plan ruined. Remember, Gravity, a sissy such as Cure could be tough, useful, and dangerous. I'm giving you another assignment. You must lure her and her 'little friends' to our side, and reasonably. All could go well."
"And the others?"
"Do not tell the others about your special assignment. They are to be busy taking care of the rest of the Dreamers."
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"Aventree, can you tell us what the answer is?" Ms. Orvangel, her teacher (what class was this again?) asked her.
"I-what?"
She had been daydreaming, as she often did. She couldn't remember precisely what she had been thinking of. When the announcement came, she wasn't expecting it.
"All students are to report to the nurses office immediately."
Havoc wreaked as people around began pushing their chairs aside, eager to get out of class. The only one who didn't was the boy sitting next to her, who seemed to know what it was about.
He had tan skin, spiked brown hair with red tips, and light brown eyes. He had a worried look settled upon his features. "You know why they are calling us down there, don't you?"
Aventree shook her head, completely clueless. "They're going to test for mutants in the school-probably expell them."
She fought to keep her outer emotions under control as she said, "But why? They can't help if they are different!"
"I dunno. We better get down there, though. By the way, my names Jhonen. Jhonen Roudriguez."
"Aventree Vedara."
Candice O'Holleran looked at the big red sign that said LOROS BOARDING ACADEMY FOR THE GIFTED. She was a bit nervous, but this was the only place that might accept her.
Candie was too thin, blue eyes red and puffy, blonde hair frizzy and ragged. She wore a torn blue dress, and carried a duffel bag over her shoulder.
She walked up the steps and knocked on the door.
************
"You have failed me." The man in the corner had a dark voice, that still, after these months of watching and waiting in his employment, she still hadn't gotten used to. "All you had to do was keep the O'Holleran girl out of Boston. There was no killing or even hurting involved, and yet you still failed. Give me a reason to let you live."
"May I ask why a spoiled invalid from Alaska is so important?" She did not abide by any rules, and definitely did not have a reason not to die.
"With her comes change. Change for the worst. A rebellion, the plan ruined. Remember, Gravity, a sissy such as Cure could be tough, useful, and dangerous. I'm giving you another assignment. You must lure her and her 'little friends' to our side, and reasonably. All could go well."
"And the others?"
"Do not tell the others about your special assignment. They are to be busy taking care of the rest of the Dreamers."
**********
"Aventree, can you tell us what the answer is?" Ms. Orvangel, her teacher (what class was this again?) asked her.
"I-what?"
She had been daydreaming, as she often did. She couldn't remember precisely what she had been thinking of. When the announcement came, she wasn't expecting it.
"All students are to report to the nurses office immediately."
Havoc wreaked as people around began pushing their chairs aside, eager to get out of class. The only one who didn't was the boy sitting next to her, who seemed to know what it was about.
He had tan skin, spiked brown hair with red tips, and light brown eyes. He had a worried look settled upon his features. "You know why they are calling us down there, don't you?"
Aventree shook her head, completely clueless. "They're going to test for mutants in the school-probably expell them."
She fought to keep her outer emotions under control as she said, "But why? They can't help if they are different!"
"I dunno. We better get down there, though. By the way, my names Jhonen. Jhonen Roudriguez."
"Aventree Vedara."