i decided to post because of that amazing reviewer who reviewed chapter 4. she was the only one you guys! come on, i can't do this without your help! review review review! it's fun! hey, if you review, i'll stop complaining and i'll post more often. how's that sound? good? well press that button! this chapter is dedicated to the lone reviewer of chapter 4! thank you!


Secrecy

"Isn't there anything else in the world to clunk out on a stupid piano?" Amoret muttered to herself, back at Bloors. It was midnight, and she was in the tower room, where Charlie's father used to play. They had never taken down the piano.

"Isn't there anything else in the world to play on this…thing, other than love songs or songs of devotion or heartbreak?" she murmured, laying her head on the piano and stroking her hand over the glossy ivory keys.

"I wish I could answer that." Someone said, in the shadows. Amoret's head jerked up, and then she pretended to sigh in relief. She had to. Or else…

"Dagbert. What are you doing here?" she asked, confused, and getting up from the piano stool.

"I heard you talking to yourself. I got worried that you might need therapy. Also, Manfred wants you. And Ezekiel." Dagbert said smoothly, and Amoret fought back a shiver as the drowner smiled at her. His greenish hair looked murky, and he brought along a chill with him that instantly repelled even the spiders that collected on the rafters. She especially hated him. He had drowned someone about two years ago. In the school. She had felt it within the very core of her being. She still didn't know who it was. It had been a terrible feeling, like someone tore her eyes out, lit them on fire, then stuck them back in her head.

"Alright. I'm coming." She said, flashing a smile at Dagbert. He closed the door after her.

Amoret knocked on the door, where Ezekiel could be heard wheezing. Amoret swallowed her disgust, and opened the door when Manfred's voice called out,

"Who is it?" in an irritated tone.

"Amoret, Manfred." She called back, making her tone sugary sweet. Thank God that she had practiced her acting skills. Too bad, really, that she wasn't in drama.

"Come on in, Amie." Manfred said, his voice changing abruptly. Amoret fought back revulsion. She'd have to kiss him when she got inside. He had a feeling for her. It was obvious. And why not play up the act a little? It couldn't hurt. Besides, he was sure to spill out some more information if he was slightly incoherent. He acted that way every time she smiled at him. She opened the door, and silently stepped in, closing it behind her. And she just hated, absolutely hated that nickname that he'd given her. "Ah-mee" it was so childish. It was what her sister had called her when they were toddlers. Manfred was right behind her, his black hair done up in its usual ponytail. Honestly, she thought, he looks much older than seventeen. Why, he's even got some gray hair mixed with the black! She bit her tongue, swept away all envisions of running out the door, and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Hello." She said quietly, rising up on her tip-toes. He looked nervous. Imagine! The unsurpassable Manfred Bloor nervous! She laughed, quietly to herself, thinking that. She kissed him lightly, and hugged him quickly. Then she let go, and made her way to Ezekiel Bloor, sitting in his old wheelchair. She positively hated him, as well and possibly even more than Manfred, but she pasted on a sincere and cordial smile, taking his hand and sitting down next to him on the floor.

"What is it that you have called me down for, sir?" she asked, looking up into his eyes. Ezekiel quickly looked away. He knew what she could do. Read eyes like open books, seeing vivid past results. Never future. Never recent. Distant past.

"I want you to fix the Mirror of Amoret." He wheezed, his black, beady eyes alive and mischievous compared to his dead-looking body. Amoret smiled. This is exactly what she needed.

"Done. My siblings are here. Do you know what they do?" she said, a small smile playing on her lips. Somewhere during all this Manfred recovered.

"Here, sit on a chair, Amie, the floor must be uncomfortable." He said, sliding a chair over to her. She took it gratefully, crossing her long legs and leaning forward to look Ezekiel in the eye. Manfred swallowed.

"No. Tell me!" he demanded eagerly, clutching her hand in his bony one.

"Amadis can turn into any animal he can imagine, any at all. Amira…has the power of Borlath, fire from her fingertips, and the opposite. She is ice, as well. I am earth, as you may already know. Vines, boulders, trees, sky, storm, you know. And I was at the club this weekend. I made friends with Charlie Bone and his gang." She pretended to shudder. Manfred reached for her hand, but she pretended not to notice and used it to flip back her hair instead.

"Yes? What are they planning? Is that why you made friends with them? To spy? Ah, clever, Amoret. I must admit I underestimated you."

"Yes, and they are also thinking about fixing the Mirror, and then bringing Harken back, to destroy him." She thought quickly.

"They think that they may issue the murder of Harken on an island, in the sea. It is quite easy to get to. Of course, I am the one who suggested it to them. It floods about every two hours." She said, mocking triumph. They didn't notice. Ezekiel was already deep in thought.

"Good, good, keep close to them. Manfred, I need to speak with you privately. Goodnight, Amoret." He said, and Amoret rose, and left. She was walking down the hall when the thought came. Oh, I plan to stay close to them. All of them. Especially one. You see, Ezekiel, I know, now, who drowned two years ago. He miraculously lived, of course. You have absolutely no idea exactly how close I plan to stay with them. Allegiance-wise as well as physically. You are not the only ones who I am spying for. It's all about secrecy, you dim-witted fools. I just happen to have a lot of it.


yes, i know that this is a short chapter, but it was necessary. when i was writing it, i did not think about chapters. i really don't like chapters, i prefer parts or all in bulk(i seriously adore paragraphs. they are amazing.) so...chayeaa...okay, so, story recomendation! i recomend...*drum roll*

Charlie Bone and the Troublesome Trio (sorry guys, i'm not sure who it's by..)

It's normal at Bloor's Academy, but then charlie and the gang notice that three mysterious girls arrive at the school(none of them know eachother, s'okay) and suddenly, the gang is encased in a whole mess of trouble, hilarity, and possibly romance. amazing, you should really check it out. the sequel is the tomb of mahmet or something of that name. which is also really good.

well, i'm off, but before you guys get outta here too, press the review button! also, when you review, if you have anything funny(quotes!) or anything i should put in it(or the sequel...i'm starting a sequel already, so bad, lol!) don't hesitate to put it in the review or PM me! lovez you all!

--veronica

p.s. reviews are better than punching manfred in the face. or, anywhere else, really..