CHAPTER 5
Giggling was heard as two teens met on the first floor of the Rosa Mansion: a brunette and her best friend.
"So, how was it?" asked the black-headed girl.
Ten let out a blissful sigh, ignoring her brother walking pass them.
"It was… magical," she answered. "To be honest, there are no words to describe it."
They now reached the top of the grand stairs and from their point of view did they saw another figure leaning against a wall, her backpack by her side and headphones in her ears. She was nodding her head to the music blaring in her ears.
"Wonder what she's doing up so early," muttered Iris. A shrug from the figure beside her was what she got.
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It was a bright sunny day outside and through the small whole between the curtains did the sun rays peeked through, hitting the closed eyes of a two-toned black haired girl.
She groaned inwardly and opened her crimson orbs, her hair messy and tangle. She had a nightmare. And a nasty one too. The memory of Tala teasing Ten in a sexual way was fainter than last night but still in her mind, and she tends to get rid of it.
Ignoring the dark pain in her heart, she got up and did her usual routine, not letting the environment getting to her of missing her home and warm room.
Deciding that too get rid of the tension she suddenly felt in her muscle, she switched on the shower while brushing her teeth, waiting for the water to heat. As steam began to form, Rayne stripped off and entered the now hot shower and let the water relaxed her muscle.
It was a relief to let out those tensions; those stress; it's like there's nothing to worry about. But there is something to worry about. Knowing the fact that Tala has got amnesia set her heart through the portal of darkness; knowing the fact that someone else who makes Tala happy, someone who took her place made an invisible dark rope wrapped around her heart; knowing the fact that Tala almost had sex with the one she now despise has made one step for darkness to take over her heart, squeezing out all the pure and innocence.
The more she sees this, the more pain she would have to endure. Pain is not a satisfactory feeling. It never has and never will. Life cannot always be full of happiness, but life cannot always be horrid; cannot always be full of pain and hatred.
The tap water switched off. Curtains were drawn back as Rayne stepped out. She dried herself and changed into her usual jeans and crop top and jacket. Picking up her packed bag from her bedroom, she exited her privacy and walked down towards the ballroom. Noticing the time was short before the others would arrive, she leaned against the wall and switched on her mp3 player, letting the music blare her ears.
She was listening to her third song when she felt two presences and she knew immediately whom it was. She didn't bother to open her eyes and concentrate more in her songs than her rival. She slowly muttered some lyrics under her breath and without knowing, she was singing a whole new and different lyric to what she was listening.
"I search my world but I can't find you; you're standing there but I can't touch you; try to talk but the words are just not there," she sang. "I can feel a sense of danger; you're staring at me like I'm a stranger; paralysed but you don't seem to care; the demons in my dreams."
She stopped there, snapping her eyes open, gasping silently.
'The words!' she thought. She shut her eyes again, trying to remember the words but like the water cupped in her hands, it was trickling away. She couldn't remember any of them, except they reflect her current feelings and she knows it. Pretending that nothing had happened, she continued to listen to her music.
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Shouting and screaming filled the gang's ear as they entered through the black bar gate of Jefferson High School. The students were all in their groups in various spots around the school building, sometimes inside their homeroom already, chatting and gossiping, playing football or basketball, or simply listening to music.
"Never saw the students act like this," groaned Ten.
"Not everything you wished for will happen all the time," a cold voice spoke out. Ten just rolled her violet eyes.
"Wonder what's happening," Amber thought aloud.
"By the way they are acting, it's as if there's an event," answered Kai.
"Yup," nodded the redhead. She disappeared into the building unnoticed and had now came out of the same building, a poster in her hand. "DJ Club."
"Don't know what's so excited about it," snorted Rayne, holding her hair from flying around her face because of the strong wind. "You just be in the Radio station, presenting songs, advertisement, and local events. I'd rather listen than do it."
"Well who said you have to do it?" snarled the brunette.
"Who was talking to you?" Rayne shot back.
Once again the gang was forced to watch a tennis match of the two girls. James sighed and walked through them. Bad choice! Apparently not only were they having a staring contest, but they were indeed glaring daggers at each other.
"Help," the boy squeaked, before being puling away by his 'soon-to-be-brother-in-law'. The others followed.
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The day went by like a flash. Almost every lesson was a fun lesson, doing practical activities, but Rayne began to feel groggy as PE lesson went by.
The girls were now doing Tennis after a spectacular performance in the Rounders match, thanks to the black-haired girl and already they were set into the task: how to do a volley. What is a volley? Hitting the tennis ball without letting it bounce.
The girls were instructed to be in groups of three: one was the feeder, the second was the coach and the third was the hitter. Rayne was teamed up with her best friends Anya and Vivien and they went straight to work once found a space in a tennis court.
Many times did Vivien hit too high or too low, made Rayne roll her eyes in frustration and run to the end of the cage where the court is in, to retrieve the ball. Fortunately the boys were on the other side of the fence so Rayne was able to catch a chat with them. Unfortunately, Tala was also there, giving her an unidentified look, something Rayne rarely saw and doesn't understand.
She returned to her group and continued training with them.
For the umpteenth time, Vivien hit the ball too high and once again Rayne went to fetch it. When she looked up after receiving the green ball, she noticed someone in Tala's company. There was no doubt about the clothing and the light brown hair: Ten.
Rayne growled under her breath, glad that they didn't noticed and went back to her group. By the time she reached there it was time to pack up and get change. One by one, the group put the ball back in the box, counted by their PE teacher and they trailed down the path towards the girls' changing room.
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"What a day!" sighed Rayne as she entered the Radio station that after school day.
"Tired?" a voice called out from the singing booth.
"Tired, grumpy, frustrated, whatever you want to call it," grimaced the grey-eyed girl.
"Vivien," he spoke. Rayne looked up at him confused. "I saw you at PE. Hitting the ball either too high or too low."
"Yeah. Listen about our project."
"Yeah?"
"I found the lyrics I wanted but," she spoke slowly. "The background music needs to be changed. I'm not sure if it's gothic rock or not, but the words are sort of dark. And it's also part of the Blues music."
"Sure no problem. Is the lyrics written down?"
Said lyrics were taken out of the folder by the girl and were passed onto her partner.
"That's… powerful," he commented. "Very dark." He looked up at her. "And I think I know what this is connected to."
Rayne looked away.
"Somehow, you had a past with Tala."
"James…"
The FBI soldier was interrupted. Rarely happened.
"I'm not asking to know what your past is. Not until you are ready yourself. But does it have to do with him?"
A nod was the reply he got. He was not surprised. Silent ensure.
"You wanna continue?" he spoke softly, breaking the silence. Again a nod was what he got.
"OK. Don't worry about the background music. Juts go into the singing booth and sing out the lyrics. When we have the tune, we will find a background music to go with it."
Rayne did as she was told. She opened the door and went straight into the singing booth. She placed a black headphone over her ears, placed her lyrics on a rack and waited.
Receiving a thumb up from the brunette, Rayne waited until the microphone was levelled with her lips and taking a breath, she sang out her song.
Have you ever been lost in a different world
Where everything you once knew
Is gone
And you find yourself powerless
With everything that exists
You're numb
James pulled down a button, making her voice fade away and waited. Rayne returned to his side in mere moments.
"How was it?" she asked.
"Beautiful," he smiled, looking at her. Rayne blushed very, very faintly; you can barely see a thing. "We might be able to give Ten a run for her money."
Those words were chosen carefully, Rayne had noticed but she grinned nevertheless.
"Now that's even better!" he grinned.
"What is?"
"Your smile," he winked, receiving a playful punch on the arm. "Ow," he pouted earning a giggle.
"So, any ideas for the music?"
"Yup." He pressed play and waited, before pressing another button. The speakers came out and the music blared out in a minimum volume.
Rayne listened carefully at the soft melody and closed her eyes, letting the feeling get inside of her. Unnoticed by her, she began to hum a tune, which slowly turned into the song.
Have you ever been lost in a different world
Where everything you once knew
Is gone
And you find yourself powerless
With everything that exists
You're numb
James just sat down and looked at her, listening to her soft voice, getting into the music himself. His violet eyes soften at the sight, getting a vague idea of what her past was like.
'it must have been horrible, if she's singing those words,' he thought. 'But then again, it might reflect her feelings of what had happened that night.'
Once Rayne sang all the words, and the music played its last note, she opened her orbs and locked gazed with her partner.
"That's even more beautiful," he whispered. Rayne didn't reply; her mind registered to something else… to a certain redhead. Tears began to blur her vision but she blinked it all away. She felt a hold on her hand.
"It's ok," he whispered. "Cry if you want."
Rayne closed her eyes and slowly leaned into James, resting her head on his shoulder. In respond, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her, comforting her. That's all he could do.
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Green and beige beyblade was launched and landed gracefully in the middle of a blue beyblade stadium, spinning at least eight thousands, two hundred and forty-five spins a minute: That's fast.
The owner of the beyblade stood about a foot away from the edge of the dish, a ribbon tied at the end of its long pale green hair, dark green eyes concentrating on the blade. Even so, she was still bored.
A bored sigh escaped the girl's parted lips, her green dress flying with the wing coming from the opened window beside her. A chuckle was what she heard in the deadly silence. She looked up onto the railing of an abandoned house she entered.
"Once upon a time, the dark wings fought to avenge her lover, only to find out he doesn't remember a thing about her for the past two years," the one who chucked spoke. "And now she's trying as hard as she can to stop the darkness from controlling her heart. But it's only a matter of time till we take over."
A smirk passed over the pale's lips. Forgetting about her blade, the girl made her way towards the railing, placing herself beside the storyteller. The storyteller has short, dark blue hair, silver eyes gleaming with longing only the girl knows. She giggled.
"Soon Russia will be ours," she muttered, tracing her lover's jaw with her finger, her two inches nail painted in shock green. Hell! Everything about her is green: green hair; green eyes; green clothes; green accessories.
"We still have to deal with that arrogant twin brother of hers," he whispered back. The finger was close to his mouth and he playfully tried to bite it off. The girl tutted.
"Bad kitty," she cooed. In respond, she was cooped up in a pair of strong, muscular arms and taken to a bedroom; they redecorated that particular room since they have been living in this place. The boy chuckled.
"Kitty? Is that my new nickname all of a sudden?" he quirked an eyebrow.
A tongue sticking out of her mouth was his reply but he turned the tables around. He captured that tongue in his mouth, starting a heated kiss immediately. Pale green orbs widen in surprised only to close them the second after, moaning softly as their tongues fought for dominance. The girl felt soft materials on her bed, indicating they have arrived at the bedroom and was now lying on the bed, her lover on top of her, his weight rested on his knees and elbows.
"Ellie," the boy groaned against her lips. A small moan was a respond he got from the girl. Ellie raised her hands and ran it up and down the boy's chest, above the fabric before fumbling with the buttons, taking his blue shirt off. She then rubbed his skin as if she was massaging them and rest her hands on his shoulders, still kissing him.
The boy crawled upwards to be levelled with her, his knees beside her hips and he rest on of his hands over her cheek, pulling her face closer. But there was no point as they broke the kiss from lack of oxygen. Both were breathing in small gasp, eyes darkened with lust and the boy could feel his lover's hands against his skin. How it felt so good.
He began to play along as well. He rubbed his hands on Ellie's shoulder, his hand travelling down her arm and onto her hips. They continued to move down to where her thighs were exposing and started rubbing her inner thighs. Ellie gasped and tilted her head back.
"Sapphire," she moaned in sensation. Sapphire grinned and licked her lips. He then pecked her forehead, each of her cheeks and let the tip of his nose brush against hers all the same continuing the massaging. Ellie brought her hands up and fist in his blue strands.
Sapphire ignored the soft tugging of his hair and went down to her shoulders. Using his tongue, he licked down both straps of her dress, nipping here and there of her skin while hearing her moan. His hand stopped massaging her inner thigh and the fingers made its way up her body to the back where he unsnapped the bra. He took off the bra and the dress at the same time, letting lay on the floor, messily.
They were both even; both half nude. Ellie, her chest exposed including her breast. Sapphire's six packs seeing through his abdomen.
Ellie's green orbs opened, dazedly looking at him, lust and desire pumping through her veins. She gasped as heat began to form in her abdomen: Sapphire was drawing circles at that place with his fingers.
Then he continued his ministrations. He went to her neck, sucking on a spot, making the skin there vulnerable before biting into it, sucking the blood pouring out. Ellie gasped and then groaned, her hands fisting his hair a fraction under painful. The lips belonging to Sapphire went across her throat and then travelled down to her chest and planted butterflies of kisses around her breast. He then placed the nipple between his lips and started sucking gently before ending it with a harsh suck. He did the same with the other breast: sending butterflies of kisses around her breast and sucking the nipple.
By now, Ellie was out of her mind completely, the heat inside of her not making anything easy. So, giving the young by a hint, she lifted her hips and grinded their pelvis together. Sapphire stopped his ministrations and groaned. He then looked over at her and chuckled.
"Eager are we?" he said. Ellie was about to lift her hips again, when Sapphire secured it against the bed using both of his hands. His fingers went to the strap of her panties and took them off over her bare and smooth legs.
Ellie waited excitingly but her pale green orbs widen at what Sapphire was doing. He was licking around her nether region and her hip began to move about uncontrollably except the fact that Sapphire still had his hands on her hips.
He then got onto his knees and took off his pants and boxers, hands back to her waist, his sapphire eyes asking the pale green orbs the question. Ellie nodded and pulled his face close to her, kissing him harshly and lifted her hips once more. Sapphire entered her slowly and after noticing that the girl was completely relaxed, he entered her completely in one fast thrust.
Wasting no time, they rocked their hips together, feeling the heat as they reached the climax. Ellie arched her back and screamed out her lover's name, her mind visiting heaven briefly before returning back to reality, Sapphire, also losing his energy and crashed on top of her.
Not worried about the weight she's holding, Ellie stroked the blue strands, Sapphire falling asleep with Ellie not far behind.
TBC…