Current Music: "Loose Control" by Missy Elliot feat. Ciara & Fat Man Scoop
I decided that Ithal wasn't getting enough credit. Hey, the dude only appears in the first book! AND he's always hurt in the scenes he's in (emotionally). So I decided to say how he thinks of it all through his POV.
Ever since Kartik came things got crazy. I guess the boy brings it wherever he goes. But we've became very good friends ever since he came. There is a mystery about him though. He insisted that I let him borrow some of my clothes. He's about my height, except smaller and, a little shorter. So I guess we're not the same height. But that doesn't matter.
Mother Elena has taken a warmth to him lately as well, and things around the camp have been much more interesting.
But there is still that mystery. As if it was his duty.
Sometimes after a long talk, he changes the subject, asking me things about the girls at the Spence Academy for Young Ladies. I try to keep Felicity out of the conversation, but it's not her that he's interested in, I've come to realize. It's her red-head friend. And he has been asking me about the grounds of the Academy as well. It all comes back to her.
I could have easily sensed a relationship between the two. When he talked me into leaving Felicity and That Girl behind in the forest (and with a horrible Romanian accent), I saw him nod at her as if they shared some secret between them.
He's too young for those kinds of secrets.
Which adds to the night where Felicity, That Girl, and their plump friend came to the camp. I was surprised at how much she knew him. He was startled at first when she kissed him, but I could see in his eyes that that kiss was what he was waiting for. If only Felicity had a mind like her friend's.
Felicity. She is the most complicated girl. She's like a lion, all fierce and powerful one moment, and all scared and shy like a kitten the next. She has made my life complicated. But for some reason I like it.
I may be a fool to think such thoughts of us actually being together, but I like it. It is as if my mind likes being tormented by her, although she did break my heart when she crushed the flower I picked for her. Why must we deny such things as our relationship from her friends? Wouldn't they be happy?
Maybe I am crazy. I am a troubled mess. And ironically, it all goes back to Kartik and That Girl.
SO, what do you think? Read it and comment! Comment or critique, it doesn't matter. I think they're the same word…
Whatever.
With all due respect,
Capt. Noir
(I sound like Lemony Snicket.)
Music makes you loose control……Music makes you loose control……