The Next Day at Skool…
'Even another Two lost souls drifted in here today. Meet Cri and her twin brother Tro.'
At this two children walked in, one girl and a boy.
The girl had wheat blonde hair, pale blue eyes, and a long flowing white dress. In her arms she held a multi-colored thick textbook like thing.
To her left was a boy of the same age, but as different as night is to day. He had dark blue hair, a black shirt with a white dragon on it and a pair of baggy jeans.
And his eyes. Black. Pure black. It seemed that the pupils had grown so large and covered his irises but the irises were pitch black. Like the still and deadly night.
Cri was smiling brightly as the midday sun in July and Tro was looking out at the other people with a look of distrust and anger. Cri sat down behind Zim and Tro sat down by Bri, who by now was watching Tro with an odd look on her face.
That day after Skool…
Dib was locked in his room with the theart of more broken bones if he stepped foot outside of that door by Bri. But Dib was ahead of her.
As he saw the two others walk in the front door, he climbed out the window and ran around to the front yard. The shades were drawn on the side window but there was a crack in-between two curtain. Dib peeked in and saw what the tape had shown him yesterday, just three of them talking and Sweetness.
But had he just heard the door open? A thin streak of light was cast across the living room as a boy all in black almost floated into the room. Dib gasped.
'Even another Two lost souls drifted in here today. Meet Cri and her twin brother Tro.'
At this two children walked in, one girl and a boy.
The girl had wheat blonde hair, pale blue eyes, and a long flowing white dress. In her arms she held a multi-colored thick textbook like thing.
To her left was a boy of the same age, but as different as night is to day. He had dark blue hair, a black shirt with a white dragon on it and a pair of baggy jeans.
And his eyes. Black. Pure black. It seemed that the pupils had grown so large and covered his irises but the irises were pitch black. Like the still and deadly night.
Cri was smiling brightly as the midday sun in July and Tro was looking out at the other people with a look of distrust and anger. Cri sat down behind Zim and Tro sat down by Bri, who by now was watching Tro with an odd look on her face.
That day after Skool…
Dib was locked in his room with the theart of more broken bones if he stepped foot outside of that door by Bri. But Dib was ahead of her.
As he saw the two others walk in the front door, he climbed out the window and ran around to the front yard. The shades were drawn on the side window but there was a crack in-between two curtain. Dib peeked in and saw what the tape had shown him yesterday, just three of them talking and Sweetness.
But had he just heard the door open? A thin streak of light was cast across the living room as a boy all in black almost floated into the room. Dib gasped.