Oh. My. Gods. I did not just delete Cousins at High. For all of those who followed, favorite, and reviewed, I am so sorry! I don't what came over me, but I was incredibly stupid. So sorry. I don't know if this would be a good time to publish another story, but…I want to before anybody else steals the idea. Lenister, I know you said this would be a bad idea but I am such a rebel. Hello, it's in the name!
Why? My friend Lenister sort of inspired me to get the idea. Originally, it was going to be Percabeth, but that doesn't sound right. Neither does Frazel or Caleo. Any other couple just wouldn't be meant to be like Jasper.
Full Summary- Piper McLean is the daughter of a wealthy actor, Tristan McLean, and lives in Greece. Only her friends know her secret. She doesn't like the constant attention and keeps reserved to her room, where she keeps her prized possession; one of a kind laptop named Katoptris. Jason Grace is the son of the king of Rome, Jupiter Grace. But he doesn't like the fact most of his so-called friends only hang out with him just because his father expects them to. On his sixteenth birthday, his closest friends give him a laptop, Julius. Somehow, Piper and Jason meet online. Neither knew the history of their computer and they soon find out they have to stop a war between the two countries because of them.
Disclaimer: I just deleted a story, so I am not Rick R..
It probably wasn't a good idea to cry in front of them, these, these…monsters. But that's what Leila did. Andrew stepped forward, as if to comfort her, but Leila's heart was now frozen, like a glacier. She pushed him away, and looked at the dead body of Harry, her husband.
It was a secret that Leila Prior Joy was a witch. It was against the law to be communing with one, and even worse to marry one. In the 1600s, obviously. Though in the 1900s, most didn't believe in magic anymore, and witches lived freely among mortals.
Leila was a special witch, and only her best friend Francesca Sera knew…before Andrew Gilbreth and Harry Joy entered their lives. But both Francesca and Andrew had told him, Zep Grimm, a supernatural hunter after Leila lost control of her powers, which ended up in killing their daughter. Harry died trying to save her…
Francesca got up, tears in her eyes. But she wasn't the one who had lost her husband. Leila's anger made her forget about her accidental murder. She whispered a final 'I love you' to her dead husband and turned and got up from his side. The night sky started to mist and Leila's tears was mixed with the light rain.
"I hate you," she spat. "You were supposed to be my friend, but friends don't lie and tell a life or death secret. If you were my real friends, Harry would have been still alive."
"Leila, no," Francesca started, but Leila cut her off. The night was energizing the witch, and her hatred was feeding her strength. Oblivious to her, Leila's electric blue eyes seemed to glow. The other two instinctively backed up.
"I curse you with death, and whatever that looks seems to prosper in your life will shrivel up like a plant that wasn't watered. But, only one of your handiworks will survive my curse, and that will be a curse to others. You are no friends of mine, murders." Andrew instinctively wrapped his around Francesca, as if to shield her. But, nothing happened.
The witch turned around and left. No one noticed the light blue glow that was surrounding the couple. Andrew looked at the decreasing Leila, and back at the dead bod of Harry. Sighing, he let go of Francesca.
"Come on. It's not safe to stay here, France." He started walking the opposite direction, and, after glancing at Harry's body, Francesca followed. Through the years, all they tried to do was forget about Leila. Naturally, the memory of a laughing Leila and Harry popped into their minds.
Though it was hard, Francesca and Andrew managed to open a company that made and manufactured electronics. In their spare time, they experimented with different brands of computers to create their own. In three years, the couple gave birth to two twins, a girl and a boy.
After ten years, in 2000, Francesca and Andrew developed a new brand of computer called Hero. They managed to create two, Julius and Katoptris. Before they could manufacture more, a strange thing started to happen. A disease started to strike down their workers one at a time, slowly killing them. Soon, the remaining left, afraid of getting the sickness. Rumors and the lack of employees brought bad reports and the company eventually had to close.
The family of four had little money left in their accounts. Francesca and Andrew alternated taking care of their children and working in various jobs. Then, Andrew started to grow sick. During a checkup, the doctor said his BP was high, which was deadly. Only Francesca knew it was because of his constant worrying and nightmares.
When it seemed like Andrew was going to open the door of death, a mysterious package arrived in the mailbox in December 31. It was lightly snowing, and the sky above had stars like ice.
Harriet had found it when she had went to get the mail. When the family had opened the package, they found a clear vial with a blood red liquid. Other than that, there was a note that said, 'Death can't be reversed. But it can be delayed.' –Lela.
Francesca was crying when she had told about the 'medicine' to a much better Andrew. She wiped her tears and held the note.
"This means she forgives us, Andrew. She knows we didn't mean to do it," she repeatedly told her husband. "Our luck might be better now, and maybe we can earn money."
Andrew had passed away, and Francesca was sleeping. Her children, all grown up, had promised to sell their parents' beloved computers. Now, Katoptris was in the hands of Tom McLean, who was in Greece, while Julius was left abandoned by Crystal Grace, a Roman about to be married.
Francesca's mind was rethinking the good times she had with her husband and her children. Suddenly, her son Leonard's face morphed into Leila's face, his brown eyes turning into her smiling blue ones.
Francesca was slowly dying. Over the years, she had started to worry a lot. After Andrew had died, Francesca had started to drink to get over her sorrows. But that had given nothing.
As Francesca breathed her last, she heard laughter and flew into the hands of a waiting Andrew, Harry hugging her tightly.
But some of her neighbors saw an interesting thing. A woman had just appeared on the steps, but that could have been due to the lack of light and no moon. But they were certain she had graying mahogany brown hair in a braid down her back, and dark clothing. Then she had gone inside, as if the door was magically opened just for her.
No one saw Leila floating up the stairs to Francesca, and holding her hand, as if she wanted to stay with her forever. Truth was, Leila realized her mistakes too late, and felt that the only thing she could do was to stick with her best friend while she was death's door.
As soon as Francesca's spirit left the world, Leila started to ask for forgiveness, knowing she couldn't hear her pleas. When the day broke into the sky, Leila left to her home. But she never made it.
I find it hilarious I repeat this for almost every story: Trust me, the story will get better. Honestly, this will and I know this was a tad boring. For all of those who will die if Jasper dies, I'm really sorry for not shipping the couple that much. Sorry, but Solangelo and Frazel are my OTPs. Sorry to all those hardcore Percabeth shippers too. But I love both couples, just not as much as you guys. In the next chapters, there will be your normal cast. Sorry for this first chapter stupidness and the many mistakes. Something just told me it would be better with this, so…
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