Not much to say really.. but not much homework other than an essay on Saint Paul.
*Groans*, I go to a Catholic school and I'm not really Catholic which is annoying, since we do heaps of things revolved around Jesus. Though, it's a great school. Sorry for my babbling? Back to the story shall we?This chapter is small, but the next one will be big. I'm sorry to say all you jack, Sky fans will hate the ending of this chap. -.-
Riss.
Jack Force promised himself that he would ask his father about Silver Bloods to protect Schuyler. He had a protective feeling of her, and didn't like her unsafe. He didn't know how to ask his father, but he'd have to find a way to.
"Father, may I speak to you for a moment?" Jack spoke.
Charles nodded, gesturing him to sit down while he looked at his diary on the desk.
"What is it, son?" Charles wondered looking up from the diary.
"Do you remember the.. Silver Bloods?" he asked while twitching his fingers, with worry in what his father's answer would be.
"I don't know what you're talking about. They don't exist." Charles clarified with a edge in his voice.
"But they do! A friend has told me so, and has been a victim of it's attack. We must do something, don't you unders-" he argued, his angelic face turned angry and frustrated.
"Silence Jack. I am Michael, Pure of Heart. Do you not remember, when we finished them off in Rome? Exactly. Your friend is a liar, you are not to trust them. And even if they did return... the Committee would be on their guard. Now get along." his father explained, nodding his head in pure dissapointment and disgust at his sons behaviour.
Jack gritted his teeth and stormed off.
"Who is this friend you speak of?" his father muttered asking, when he had turned his back.
"All I know is that, Schuyler isn't a lier." he hissed.
"Gabriel's daughter? Just like her mother isn't she.. She's trouble for you. You should be by your sister's side, two halves of a person.. Otherwise you will know of what will happen." Charles informed, standing up form his chair exitting the room.
Jack sighed, his father was never wrong, always right. He knew what this meant.
Ignoring, Schuyler Van Alen. Even if he had fallen for her.
Mimi had just overheard her brother and father's conversation. She was about to stop listening when Jack had stormed off, but Charles had asked him the question that she too, wanted to know the answer of. The answer of the question bothered her. Schuyler Van Alen? What was with her brother's obsession with the stupid girl. I am much more prettier than her, she thought to herself. Charles was right, that girl was trouble for him. Jack and her belonged together, she knew that now. And now she knew that he knew too.
She sat on her chair, looking herself in the mirror brushing her shiny blonde hair. Right now, her skin was totally flawless and her green eyes stood out. Her brother had come from behind her, resting his hands on her shoulder. She smiled at the reflection she saw. Two beautiful twins with the exact same breath-taking features.
"Is there anything you want?" she asked.
He nodded a yes looking at her through the mirror playing with a string of her hair.
"What is it?" she wondered, turning her head around for an answer.
"You." he answered smiling softly while colliding their lips together.
If there was a masculine word for 'slut', Jack was exactly that. Two girls in one night? You would of thought he was a better gentleman. Oh but no, you thought wrong.
The next day Mimi Force, woke up to a beautiful day. She would never forget her brother's intimate kisses last night. She couldn't help but be curious what had changed him, probably Charles. But whatever it was, she was completely happy. She got out a pen and wrote a note and put it in his novel he was reading for English.
The Unused Science lab, down the hall. Period 4 and 5, Mimi.