It's me again! This time it's my turn to write the chapter. SilverZone10/MysticalBlueWriter made some adjustments (which, obviously, made my terrible writing look better XD).
Sunny's face lit up when those words came from her father. "That's great news!" She exclaimed but realized something, "Won't the people there know who I am? What if they think that I killed Penelope?" She said worriedly.
"Sunny," Sunny's father said, Sunny looked up at him. "They don't know who you are, you'll be safe." Sunny's father put his hands on Sunny's shoulders, comforting her.
"Ok, well, I'm going to tell Luna the good news." And with that, she ran upstairs shouting Luna's name.
Meanwhile, another boy was wishing he could go to school and make friends.
Owen Woodlin was a lovely boy with hazel hair and bright green eyes, he usually wore a dark blue top and black shorts. He was unlike any other 16-year-old, for he had the intelligence of a university student. After he graduated from elementary school, his parents decided that he would be home-schooled since there was nothing left for him to learn at school. Owen's parents were famous actors, models, and singers, their family was extremely wealthy, but he never wanted anything more than a friend. Mr. and Mrs. Woodlin hired butlers, maids, and tutors to serve them and teach Owen, Owen was taught multiple languages and instruments.
It was on one particular day that his music teacher decided he could end class early, at that moment, he wanted nothing more than to pick up his little sister, Isabelle.
Isabelle had long, wavy, light blond hair and soothing grey eyes that were just beautiful. Like Owen, she had the brains of an 8th grader even though she was only 11, she was usually picked on by the older kids but never admitted it. Isabelle rarely cared about herself, she was always focused on making others happy.
Owen decided to walk to Isabelle's school instead of having someone drive him everywhere, he left his enormous white mansion. His mansion was mainly white and had a black, metal gate connected to stone walls that would keep outsiders out. After walking a few minutes, he arrived at a white gate that read 'Kevan Academy' and spotted Isabelle in a school uniform, a white top and brown pants, she looked unhappy but didn't notice Owen.
"Isa!" Owen shouted, hoping his sister would hear him. Isa was what her friends would usually call her since they kept saying her name was 'too long'.
It took Isabelle sometime before reacting to Owen calling her name but when she did, she was quite shocked to see her I'm-always-in-class brother. "Owen?" Isa put on a fake smile but no one could see through it, she was bullied at school... again. "What are you doing here?" Isabelle was honestly hoping to walk home herself and lock herself in her room the rest of the day, no one ever noticed her, not even her parents.
Owen walked up to her. "My class ended early, I wanted to see you. Come on, let's go home. Mom and Dad are at a photo shoot and will be back a bit later." He took her hand while Isa was trying to conceal the cut on her left arm from hurting herself. Isa stopped in her tracks and looked back at a girl that Owen recognized as Kayla Zaery. Kayla nodded but was almost immediately taken to the office. The teacher who had grabbed her said her older sister, Luna Zaery, was there to pick her up.
Isabelle never really showed her emotions in public, she acted like she was an I-don't-care-what-you-do-to-me girl, but deep down, she cared a lot and hurt herself many times without anyone noticing.
The two siblings walked towards the house without saying a word to each other until Owen spoke up. "So... how was school?" He questioned, looking down at her.
Isa hesitated before answering, she was afraid that what she said would sound like lying, but she was a pretty good actor. "School? It was great!" Isabelle shouted with all the enthusiasm she could put in her voice.
At last, they arrived at their house, once inside, you could see that the furniture and basic interior of the house were decorated like a royal palace.
"Excuse me, Owen, I have to get to my room. I have a lot of homework." She sighed and slowly walked up the spiral stairs and into her dark blue room where she just laid on her bed and cried.
A few hours of watching Owen's parents on TV, it was 10:00 pm, time for bed. He turned off the TV and ran up the stairs when he heard the door open, if his parents were to find him still downstairs watching TV, they would be really mad. Just after a few minutes when Owen was about to fall asleep, a high-pitched scream woke him up, he assumed that his parents were watching a horror movie and ignored the sounds. Sounds of things falling over and constant crashes filled the whole house until there was an extremely loud bang, the whole house went silent, there were no screaming, no footsteps, just quiet, too quiet.
Siren sounds were outside of the house, that woke the two siblings up for sure. Owen put on his clothes and rushed downstairs where he saw Isa standing on the last step completely frozen in shock, he continued down the stairs only to find two people on the ground, motionless. It took some time for him to realize that they were his parents! It was very dark, a flashlight shone on Owen and Isabelle and a police started to talk.
"Put your hands in the air and identify yourselves!" He shouted while taking them outside.
"Owen and Isabelle Woodlin," Owen said, hoping not to be killed. He looked over at his scared little sister, she was crying silently, and she looked a bit strange. Isabelle was having trouble breathing and it looked like she was about to pass out, her skin was pale, almost white. "Isa!? Are you alright?" He asked worriedly. Isabelle nodded but continued to breathe heavily, she really was having trouble breathing.
The chief police looked at Isabelle, knelt down until he was about her height, and said, "You're in shock, I understand. Take deep breaths and clear your mind, you're going to be alright." Isabelle did what the chief said but it didn't help very much. "Now close your eyes, imagine good things, things that make you happy, like rainbows or unicorns," The police thought that unicorns and rainbows were something a kid her age would like. "Get some water from the car," He commanded the other officers.
One of the officers handed the chief a cup of water and the chief gave it to Isabelle. Owen held her in his arms, assuring her that she was safe. Her breathing slowed after drinking the water and her heart stopped racing, Isabelle slowly opened her eyes and pulled Owen into a tight hug, she hadn't done that in so many years. "Thank you, officer," Owen thanked.
"Sir, I've found the murderer." Another cop said running up to the leader. Two black figures were brought to the police car, it was too dark to see clearly who they were. "They were under government supervision for a long time, they finally decided to show."
"Let my parents go!" A boy from the distance yelled. You could at least see that he had dark brown hair and light brown eyes. The police pointed at him and the other policeman holding guns charged at him. "Uh oh, bad move Blaise, bad move," He said to himself and ran.
The police turned to face the kids and said in a deep voice, "You should be safe, for now. I will arrange for you to go to a different school that you will be going to.
"Thank you again, officer," Owen said while comforting Isabelle, the police nodded and left. Owen turned to face his little sister and held her tight, he too was crying. "I'm sorry you had to see that," He whispered.
Isabelle calmed down slightly and began to talk, "T-The murderer w-wasn't t-them," She stuttered, still sobbing, "I-I saw h-him, I s-saw him k-kill our-" Isa didn't finish because she just broke out in tears.
Owen stopped crying, he decided to be brave for his sister. "Come on," Owen held out his hand to Isa, "We're going to the police office, to tell the truth."
Isabelle and Owen walked towards the police office, Isabelle held Owen's hand extremely tight. "Isa? You ok?" Owen asked, it was the first time he ever saw another emotion come from his I'm-always-happy sister. She looked afraid, sad, and alert.
"Yep, fine." Isa tried to put on a smile, she didn't want Owen to worry about her, especially after something like what just happened. Her smile was crooked, so she just thought she would not make eye contact.
Owen could easily see that his younger sister was still shaken up. "It's alright to admit you're afraid you know," Owen told her as if giving her a life lesson. But before Isabelle could reply, a cop showed up in front of them with his arms crossed.
"Need anything kids?" He asked suspiciously.
Owen looked at Isa, then back at the cop. "I wish to speak with the chief," He said boldly.
The officer looked at the weeping 11-year-old and invited them inside the police station. After a few minutes of sitting on a chair in the surprising cold police station, a police called them to the chief's office.
The chief was bald with dark brown eyes and was wearing the police officer's uniform, he was sitting at a desk when Owen and Isabelle saw him. "Please, take a seat," He said, they sat on the two chairs facing the chief. "Owen and Isabelle were it? What did you have to tell me?"
It was silent, Isabelle didn't say a word, so Owen started. "I believe the murderer is not Mr. and Mrs. Flint," Owen said firmly, "You have no proof."
The chief stood up. "The Flint family has been involved in a murder line and they were under government supervision. The murderer left no clues behind but we must assume what is possible," He argued back.
Owen got mad this time. "The murderer could be anyone, you are not certain that it is them! This isn't an excuse to put someone in jail, is it? Isabelle saw the murderer," He shouted, luckily, the room was soundproof.
"Isabelle? Is this true? Did you see the murderer?" The chief questioned.
"I-I s-saw a part of h-him..." Isabelle said, trembling. She had never been to a police station before and was afraid that she would get arrested if she said even the slightest thing wrong. Isa took a deep breath then continued, "I heard some noises coming from downstairs, I would usually ignore the sounds but these sounds felt a bit off, like fighting. I headed downstairs on my own because I didn't want to wake my brother, when I was halfway through the staircase, I saw-" Isabelle stopped and covered her mouth to stop her from crying.
"Miss Isabelle, I understand that you are devastated but I need to know what happened." The chief told her.
Isabelle continued slowly and tried to remember everything that happened. "I saw m-my parents... I couldn't q-quite make out the murderer, b-but I do remember that he had y-yellow eyes. His mouth was covered, and h-he was w-wearing a hood." Flashbacks of her parents' death filled her mind. "He aimed his gun at them... and... fired... I heard a loud bang and then saw my parents on the floor, bleeding and motionless. I hid in the shadows, then the police cars came, he ran off," Isa finished "That's all I remember."
The chief was writing everything down, then spoke up. "Thank you for your description. Mr. and Mrs. Flint will go to court and go through some tests, but Blaise Flint, their son, will be under supervision. If no crimes have been committed by them I will let them go, but under one circumstance, they will have to live in a more secure house and will not be able to see their son, and as for their son, I have arranged for him to stay with his grandmother," The chief looked up at them and said one more thing, "You both may think that you have lost everything, but that's not true, you have each other. Be there for one another and promise to take care of each other."
Owen smiled at Isabelle. "We will officer, thank you for your time," Owen said and waved goodbye.
As soon as they left the police office, two people walked up to them and shouted their names, it was their aunt and uncle. Their aunt had short, light brown hair and grey eyes while their uncle had blond hair and yellow eyes.
"Hello, Isabelle, and Owen. I am so sorry for your loss, but the good news is, Aunt Lucie and Uncle Jeremy will be looking after you," Aunt Lucie said with a huge amount of excitement, like she wasn't even sad about her sister's death. Lucie was wearing a large amount of makeup, it made her look like she was crazy, she was wearing a fur coat with a spotted scarf, you couldn't really tell what she was wearing underneath but if you looked closely, you could see a bit of red fabric poking out of her coat. "Come, come, I just bought a new mansion in Jump City, it's also the place where your new school is going to be. Isabelle, you will be going to Silver Creek middle school, and Owen, you will be in Silver Creek high school." Aunt Lucie dragged them into her limo and told the driver the location. Their uncle Jeremey was wearing very covered clothes and gloves, a large jacket and poofy pants as if he was hiding something.
Their limo was completely black, the ride to Jump City was a long way, so the two siblings just fell right asleep in the car.
Earlier today, a massive Earthquake hit a faraway city and caused many deaths, but the worst destruction it caused was at a school...
It was a normal day at Hook high school, and just like any normal day, the students were in class, learning algebra. The clock had just struck 12:00, that was when 'things' started to happen.
The ground shook slightly, at first, no one noticed, but then, out of nowhere, the ground started to break. It felt like the ground had a mind of its own, the scared teacher escorted everyone outside, but one student got trapped by a falling pole. The other students didn't seem to notice, all except one, Zole Adams.
Zole had black hair and dark brown eyes, he was wearing a shirt with the word 'Genius' on it and dark brown shorts. Zole tried to help the girl out by moving some of the rubble, but before he could pull her out, another falling object stabbed her to death. He decided to run out with the others since there wasn't anything else he could do, just as he was about to leave, a blade fell on top of the dead girl and her head came clean off, blood squirted everywhere, including onto Zole's clothes. Zole was so freaked out by this that he ran out of the school almost screaming, once he was out all he could hear were high pitched screaming coming from both the boys and girls.
"Zole murdered a girl!" One red-haired boy shouted, the other students believed that Zole truly did murder a girl.
He did the only thing he could think of, run. Zole actually ran all the way to his red house, he knocked on the wooden front door a couple of dozen times and finally, his parents answered.
Zole's mom, who had dyed her hair brown so only her roots were black and had big green eyes, just fainted at the sight of her son being covered in blood.
Zole rushed over to his mother and caught her before she could hit the ground. "Mom? Mom? Mom! Wake up!" He shouted, no response.
"What's going on h-" A voice of an old man said, it was Zole's father. His father already had grey hair and dark brown eyes, he came rushing down the stairs when he heard the commotion, he too was shocked to see his son covered in blood. "Son, what did you do?" Zole's father questioned.
Zole explained everything to his father quickly. "Zole, I want you to go upstairs and pack your things, and hurry," His father said calmly while trying to wake up his wife. "We're moving," His father then said firmly.
It took the Adams family an hour to pack all their things, load them into the car, and get Zole some new clothes. Before they knew it, they were on the highway, driving in their little blue car to Jump City. Zole was thinking about his old friends and the earthquake all of the ride.
Somewhere else in Jump City, a girl wanted to calm down by going to the lake, that girl was none other than Luna Zaery. Luna wanted to get out of the house after she left Sunny's house, in fact, she didn't really want to go home at all.
Luna wondered down her neighborhood, looking around. Soon enough, she was finally at Crystal Lake, it was named that because it was crystal clear. Luna sat down beside the lake, taking in its beauty, that was when she heard a boy sighing and talking to himself.
"Good for nothing rich people," The boy whispered angrily while skipping rocks.
Luna couldn't help but overhear what he said, she scooted over to him and asked, "Hello, I couldn't help but overhear. Is something wrong?"
The boy looked at her, wondering why she wore such covering clothes. "My parents were framed for a 'millionaire's' murder, those good for nothing brats, am I right?" He continued, "Name's Blaise Flint by the way."
Luna chucked when he sort of insulted the wealthy family, but deep down, she knew it was wrong. She thought that it might make him feel better if she played along, for now. "Luna Zaery," Luna introduced.
Blaise looked at her and smiled. "Nice name." He then said as he saw Luna blush even though she was wearing her hood. "Why are you wearing a hood? It's incredibly hot."
Luna hesitated. "Um... I want to?" She replied questionably. "So, what happened to your family?" Luna changed the subject.
Blaise started to tell her everything that happened, the two laughed as if they'd known each other for a long time. Blaise would always joke around to make Luna laugh, he loved it when she did. The two became close friends and started telling each other secrets throughout the days, they would always meet up for lunch.
Both children came back to the river every day for a week. In that short time, however, they formed an unbreakable bond.
"You know when you asked me why I would always wear a hood?" Luna asked him one day when they were eating sandwiches on a bench. "Well... truth is..." Luna stopped before continuing, thinking to herself if she should tell him the truth. "I...well, my father... would abuse me." She whispered and said really quickly, especially the last part.
Blaise just looked at her and froze. "What?!" Blaise exclaimed, all the people around that area stopped at looked at him, Blaise quieted down. "Go tell the police."
"I don't want my parents to divorce, I don't want Kayla and Leo to have a life without a father," Luna admitted. "Please, keep this between you, I don't want anyone else to know," She begged.
Blaise wanted to argue but he figured this wouldn't be the best time. "Alright," He gave up. "But if there are any problems, tell me, I want to help you."
Luna nodded. "I have to go, I don't want my father to beat me again, and he said he would if I wasn't home by 3." Luna was just about to go when she remembered something. "Oh, I was wondering if you would like to, maybe, go to Silver Creek high? It's my school." She asked.
"I'll think about it," Blaise said in a calm voice. "Bye, Luna." He waved goodbye and they both went their separate ways.
Meanwhile, Owen's parents were very good friends to the president and his wife, after the president heard that Mr. and Mrs. Woodlin were murdered, he invited Owen's aunt and uncle to have lunch with them.
The president had two daughters, Santana and Silvia Ravenwood. Santana was a university student who always dressed in really showing clothes, she had straight golden hair with light blue highlights to go with her blue eyes. She was a model. Silvia, on the other hand, had long whiteish grey hair with her bangs dyed cyan, her eyes were extremely unique, one was blue, the other was green. Silvia was born with diseases that caused her hair to go almost white, her eyes to be different colors, and she was color blind, she could only see black and white. She was often bullied for these reasons, she would also wear contacts to make her eyes the same color and sprayed her hair with black hairspray to cover up her almost white hair. Even her sister would torment her physically and mentally when their parents weren't watching, little people knew about her secret.
The door to the white house flew open as Santana walked in all high and mighty. "I'm back!" She shouted almost like she was singing.
When Silvia heard the familiar voice of her show-off sister, she sprinted to her room, took out her dark blue phone, and texted Luna, one of her best friends who knew her secret (Silver: Everyone knows Luna XD Maybe, I dunno.)
(Silvia) Guess who's back? My annoying sister... I'm going to get tormented again. Also, can you talk right now? I don't want you to get beat by your father... again.
Silvia waited for her phone to vibrate but she figured if Luna didn't reply, it would be because her father was keeping her busy. Just when she was about to head downstairs, her phone rang.
(Luna) He's out. I'm in Leo's room playing video games and Kayla is doing her homework. Wish I could help you though. Want me to come over?
(Silvia) That would be amazing, but my father said that we're getting a visitor. I got to go, the 'visitor' is here. Talk to you later! Hope you don't get beat again...
(Luna) Me too. Good luck with the visitor XD. Oh and, stop cutting yourself, please? See ya!
Silvia replied with an 'ok' sticker, shut down her phone and put on a white top and light blue pants. She got out her blue contacts and wore them, but before she could spray on some black, her father called her down.
Silvia went down the spiral stairs and remained hidden, all she saw was a 16-year-old boy with lovely hazel hair and bright green eyes and a younger girl with beautiful light blond hair and grey eyes. Her father, a man who was bold and had blue eyes, and her mother, a woman who had silvery hair and green eyes, greeted them. They were both dressed very nicely.
"Welcome," Silvia's father said. "Please do come in Mr. and Mrs. Smith." Lucia and Jeremy stepped inside with Owen and Isabelle. "Santana! Silvia! Come down here!" He shouted.
Santana was wearing a red gown when she walked down the stairs and Silvia was walking with her head down. "Now kids, why don't you show Owen and Isabelle around," Mrs. Ravenwood said. "Come with me, Mr. and Mrs. Smith." The adults walked through to long, white hall.
Santana looked at Silvia. "Oh, dear sister, I have to go and do my homework, do you mind showing these two around?" She said in a fake sweet voice. "And by that I mean I will go to tidy up my makeup and go to the mall with my friends, you are to not tell mom and dad about this or else." She whispered at the bottom of her breath. "Bye!" She then said in a sickeningly sweet voice again and walked off.
There was a long silence between the three. "So... I'm Owen and this is Isa," Owen spoke up. There was the silence again. "And you are?" He asked.
Silvia looked down again. "Silvia," She whispered. "I'm sorry about what happened to your parents," She then said quietly.
"We're getting over it," Owen said, holding Isabelle's hand. "I like your hair, it's different," He complimented, Silvia didn't think it was a compliment and continued to look down. "No, no, a good kind of different," Owen said quickly before he upset her.
This time, Silvia looked up and smiled. Owen realized that her skin was flawless. Suddenly, one of her contacts broke and fell on the floor. Silvia was about to run upstairs when Owen grabbed her hand. "Wait!" He shouted, Silvia turned to face him. "What's wrong?" He asked.
"I-It's not what you think, I mean it is what you think but-" Silvia didn't know how to continue. "Go ahead, laugh." She sighed.
Owen and Isabelle seemed confused. "Why?" Isabelle asked. "It's only Heterochromia, a rare condition that makes your eyes a different color," Isabelle explained.
"Not all people are like you," Silvia sighed. "Many judge you just because you look different and because of that you get bullied," She confessed. "Just because your hair is a different color or you have two different eye colors or even if you're colorblind, they don't look deep inside you, they only care about the outside," Silvia let it all out and it felt good. "Come on, I'll show you around, even if I can only see black and white I still know this place like the back of my palm." She was now smiling.
After a few seconds of walking up the stairs, Santana asked to speak with Silvia alone in her room. Silvia knew better than to get on her sister's bad side, she followed Santana to her pink room, Owen and Isabelle listened in on their conversation.
"Listen, Silvia," Santana started. "When I get back from the mall, I want to see my homework has already been done, or else I'll tell the whole school about your issues, got it?" Santana just punched Silvia in the arm and she went tumbling over. Santana went out of her room and Owen and Isabelle went running into it.
"We heard everything," Owen said while helping Silvia up. "Your sister's always this mean?" He asked. Silvia nodded.
"I'm getting used to it though," Silvia said. "Besides, I know that she is a real diva, don't tell her I told you though," She chuckled. "What school do you go to?" She changed the subject.
"Silver Creek, well, I'm not going there right now but I will soon," Owen replied.
"Cool!" Silvia shouted. "I go there too," The two smiled. Isa didn't interfere with their conversation.
"Kids! We have to go!" Owen's aunt called out from downstairs.
"Coming!" Owen shouted back then turned to Silvia. "See you in school," And he left with Isa.
Thanks for reading! Please review. Oh, and I would like to get to know you all better. You can PM me if you have any questions. That's all I have to say. :)
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