Saoko: Sorry for not updating!
Raul: Cous you need some work.
Saoko: I know, I know.
Lukain: Raul be nice or I'll get Benny.
Raul: I am being nice. I want some cake now.
Saoko: Okay! I will go make some now! :)
Lukain: What about the fic?
Saoko: Oh yeah! I'll finish this chapter now.
After school Sahar went and got Neera. Neera was smiling because she had been invited to go to the ball too, but on the occasion that she wasn't annoying or hyper. Neera would be getting her dress right then so Sahar took the girl shopping for one.
"Mum, can I get this one?" Neera asked as she pointed at an elegant dress.
It was a dress that stopped a little past her knees. The color of the dress was midnight blue and it matched Sahar's dress, but instead of it being a spaghetti strap dress it was a short-sleeved dress that was big and poofy (not really a word, though). At the waist of the dress in the front were two matching black bows. Scattering all over the dress was little diamonds that made look definitely made the dress look perfect for the ball.
"Okay, but what is the price of the dress?" Sahar asked.
"I don't want it now," Neera said sadly.
"What's wrong, Neera, I thought you loved it?" Sahar questioned sadly.
"It's too much money. It is $600.00, Mum," Neera said sadly.
"That's okay. I just won't buy myself extra stuff for a long while okay? We'll just get the dress, 'kay," Sahar said happily.
Neera jumped up for joy. As they went home she was singing one of her favorite songs sung by her fav band Switchfoot from the 2000's, Meant to Live, which was funny because it had nothing to do with what they were doing.
" Fumbling his confidence
And wondering why the world has passed him by
Hoping that he's bid for more than arguments
And failed attempts to fly, fly
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Dreaming about Providence
And whether mice or men have second tries
Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open
Maybe we're bent and broken, broken
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life, yeah
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live
We were meant to live," Neera sang happily.
"Now why are you singing that song?" Sahar asked Neera confused with her singing that song. "I just wanted to. Mum, you know that I love to sing that song," Neera said as Sahar opened the door to their apartment finding it trashed.
"What happened?" Sahar asked nervously.
Everything in their apartment had paper all over their table and kitchen counters. In Sahar's room her dresser was on its side while all her clothes were all over her bed. Her bookshelf was also one its side and the books on the floor. The same thing was with Neera's room.
"Should we call someone, Neera?" Sahar asked the little genius.
"No, let's just keep this to ourselves and if it happens again we'll tell Quatre and them about it," Neera said statistically.
"Okay let's get ready now," Sahar said, "We'll clean up tomorrow when we wake up."
Saoko: So sorry I didn't update soon.
Raul: You haven't even introduced me to your readers.
Saoko: Opps! Sorry Raul! Everyone meet my cousin Raul, but he's not just my cousin he's my second cousin!
Lukain: He's evil.
Raul: Hey!
Saoko: Well Ja ne! And Gomen!