Juggernauts
1. Something, such as a belief or institution, that elicits blind and destructive devotion or to which people are ruthlessly sacrificed.
2. An overwhelming, advancing force that crushes or seems to crush everything in its path.
Watching anvils falling all around
They break our bones when they hit the ground
Their sirens scream without a sound
So we numb ourselves with drink to drown
The bell tower at the center of the city chimed two o'clock in the morning.
Haley sat cross-legged on the bathroom floor, his dark plaid pyjamas contrasting with the stark whiteness of the tiles. His eyes were closed and his curly black hair hung over his brow, casting a shadow over his face.
Above him, the bare bulb of the bathroom light flickered and illuminated the small bathroom in harsh, pale light. The windows were all closed and the shades drawn. Everything was quiet except for the soft humming of the light bulb as the electric current passed through it.
He had noticed Kai leaving about forty-five minutes ago, after tossing and turning in his bed and keeping half the boys in the dorm awake. Once Kai had slipped quietly out of bed, Haley had silently thrown back his covers and crept to the bathroom.
Everything that Autumn had said kept running through his mind. She was the daughter of a windmaker and could be used to summon wind. She wasn't endowed, but she was steeped in the power of an endowment. She could be used to summon wind, she had said. But it was dangerous, because you were adding more wind to the world. It wasn't displacing fire or heating up the air like Patrick could do. It was creating matter, and everything screamed at Haley that that was unnatural.
The chances that he was endowed or even had a hint of power were slim. In the Yewbeam family, it was common for endowments to skip generations, and Haley had understood that. Even after hearing that it was possible to acquire an endowment from your parent if they were endowed and doing something with their power at the time of your birth, Haley had still believed his chances at having a power were small. But Autumn had said that it would all come down to him.
And the message that she had told him to give to Edward... Haley still hadn't passed it on. It always slipped his mind whenever the blond boy was around and came back moments after. He couldn't make any sense of it. It wasn't that he didn't trust Autumn- he knew the message was important, and the first time he got a pen tomorrow he would write on his hand to tell Edward- it was that it made no sense.
"It doesn't have anything to do with the brain," he said aloud to himself, the words reverberating around the small room.
When Edward animated, he had to make sure that everything was matched up. He drew the outline, and then the muscular and nervous systems. At first Haley hadn't understood why Edward wasn't in the Art Department, but the reason became painfully obvious once Edward had tried drawing something he didn't plan to animate.
So was Autumn's message a hint to Edward about an Animation of his? But Edward usually didn't have any trouble with his gift. It was amazing to watch him work with his coloured pencils, connecting muscles and nerves and really making his drawing come alive... Haley couldn't make sense of any of it.
The only thing he had truly understood was that there was a chance he had a power. Maybe not an endowment, but a power nonetheless. That's why he was sitting here, in front of a bare light bulb that was hissing and flickering, and trying to make something happen.
He really would be happy no matter what happened, as long as something did. It could change colours, explode, move around a little, make a pop sound, even heat up- he didn't care. Haley just wanted something- anything, really- to prove that he had a power.
So far, nothing was working. The light bulb never changed, and he had been trying for the past forty-five minutes. Haley sighed and ran a hand through his hair, contemplating the issue. Maybe it was just as simple as he didn't have a power. But then why did Autumn say it was all coming down to him? Why tell him everything about it?
His father had never once mentioned powers passing on. Haley frowned, pinching his leg as it attempted to fall asleep. It stopped tingling for a moment before the pins and needles sensation came over it, and he sighed loudly. He could ask his father on the weekend, that was only two days away, but would it be too late?
Haley could sense something was wrong. Maybe it was something to do with him not having a real endowment because the others felt like nothing was wrong, apart from the whole voice-in-the-wall and Autumn warning him that something was coming and the Black Bandit issue, but he felt something bigger.
He could sense stronger powers at play. Haley, like most of the non-endowed, could sense the power in the air when something was stirring between the endowed, but the sense of powers stirring was greater, as if the endowments themselves were more powerful.
Closing his eyes once more, Haley attempted one last time to change the light bulb. After twenty seconds of concentrating on just changing anything, he let out the breath he had been holding and stood up.
His vision blurred from the head rush and he leaned back against the wall as his vision cleared.
The light turned off.
Haley's jaw literally dropped, a feat he had previously thought impossible except in Disney cartoons. For a few seconds he felt ultimately powerful, as if nothing could touch him. He did have a gift after all!
Then reality came flooding back as he realized he was leaning on the light switch. Sighing and utterly deflated, he flicked it on and off a few times just to check before closing
Yeah, it had been the light switch.
Haley left the room, closing the bathroom door softly before tiptoeing back to his bed. Just as he lay down and pulled the warm covers up to his chin, the door to the boy's dorm opened and Kai slipped back in.
He listened as Kai got back into bed. For a moment both of the boys were silent. Then Kai broke the silence as he rolled over onto his back. "Haley, I know you're awake."
"No I'm not," Haley muttered instinctually, rolling over onto his side so he faced the wall.
"Why are you still awake?" Kai asked, trying to keep his voice neutral. Haley could tell that he was curious but trying to hide it.
He yawned. "You woke me up when you came in," Haley muttered into his blanket. "Anyways, where did you go?"
"Bathroom," answered Kai nonchalantly.
"That's rubbish," mumbled Haley, rolling back over to face Kai. "You were off for almost an hour."
"So you were awake," Kai said triumphantly. "Anyways, I was meeting someone."
"Lydia?" Haley scoffed, not bothering to disguise the annoyance in his voice. Yeah, she was pretty, but she really wasn't nice or intelligent or funny or anything endearing in the personality department.
"No," said Kai after a slight pause. "Caitlyn."
Haley was instantly wide awake. He raised his head, black curls flopping down to frame his face. "Caitlyn?" he repeated. "But- how?"
"I just... I don't know... I told her I.... y'know, with Lydia and she said she wouldn't sleep with me and I didn't expect that and I won't push it 'cause it doesn't really matter that we won't... do it... but I'm worried she's going to think I'm like.. I'm like..." Kai began, unable to find the words to finish his thought.
"A sex freak," supplied Haley helpfully.
"Yeah," muttered Kai blackly.
Haley shrugged. "I don't get why you told her though, man. I'm not saying she shouldn't have known, but... It doesn't exactly work in your favour," he told him bluntly. The black-haired boy had objected from the beginning once he had known what Kai and Lydia had been doing, but Kai had always blown it off. Guys didn't resist action; it was a simple truth.
"I care about Caitlyn... A hell of a lot more than I care about Lydia. I don't want to keep any secrets from her," Kai confessed.
"What about that anonymous valentine you wrote her in fourth grade saying you wanted to rape her because you didn't know what rape meant and you thought it was something romantic because it had to do with sex?" asked Haley casually.
Kai blanched, turned around, and threw a pillow at Haley. The slimmer boy caught it lightly, trying not to chuckle. "Haley! No! She worried about that valentine for like three months! Shit, that was the most embarrassing day of my life."
"Okay, okay." Haley rolled his eyes. Then he yawned once more, resting his head back down his bed and tossing Kai's pillow bag. "I'm gonna sleep now, 'kay? See you in the morning."
"Gotcha, mate," Kai mumbled in reply before burying his face into the pillow.
Two minutes later, the light bulb in the bathroom started burning again, filling the room with its loud hum.
---
Breakfast passed really slowly. Edward and Liam sat in the table at the blue canteen, miserably picking at their eggs and toast. The toast was badly burnt, and the orange juice was completely filled with pulp to the point where it tasted nothing like orange juice should.
The side door swung open and Liam looked up as the gardener walked through. "I don't like that man," he said through a mouth of food, causing a small bit of egg to drop out. Edward flicked it off of the table with the back of his spoon.
"Watch how you eat," he replied darkly before looking at the gardener. Their eyes met briefly and Edward shuddered at the dark intensity in the gardener's eyes.
Bloor's had long since done away with mandatory uniforms and now just enforced capes at meals and in the king's room as well as capes, ties, and white shirts and slacks at formal events, but today Edward was wearing a full Bloor's uniform complete with blazer and slacks (and of course, the pink tie he had been made to wear because of the bet). His shoes, however, were his usual black, white and blue DCs. He yawned as he kicked them lightly against one of the table legs.
"Yeah yeah," Liam grumbled, still watching as the gardener left the canteen. "By the way, what's with the uniform?"
"Girls dig a man in uniform," Edward replied automatically, pausing before he took another bite of his breakfast.
"A man in a uniform with DCs?" asked Liam sceptically. "Besides, you already have the girl."
"Not officially," Edward pointed out, stabbing the air meaningfully with his fork.
"We didn't even make a bet about you wearing the uniform, only the tie," Liam said, rolling his eyes as he recalled how he had won every single Friday night scrabble game they had ever played.
Edward grunted. "I'll beat you tonight," he promised.
"As if," Liam rolled his eyes once more. "We haven't made a bet yet, have we?"
"No, we haven't," grumbled Ed as he picked at his food. "Can we keep it that way?" he asked jokingly, referencing his never-ending losing streak.
"We'll make a good one," Liam promised. "How about if I win, you have to officially ask Gem out?"
"Not much of a bet, since she would probably say yes," shrugged Edward as he took another sip of pulpy orange juice. "What's your side of the deal? You have to ask Caitlyn out?"
Liam looked down. "She likes Kai."
"He's dating Lydia," Edward pointed out, this time making a stabbing motion with his knife as he attempted to cut the toast.
Liam shrugged. "No deal anyways," he said darkly. "She would say no."
Edward stayed silent, knowing it was probably true. He felt bad for Liam since Caitlyn liked Kai, but at the same time, he was rooting for them to get together.
At that moment, Lydia got up from her bench on the far side of the canteen and began to make her way over to them. Both boys looked up as she sat down across from them. In one hand, she held a plain cloth bag. "I have some shit for your friend," she told them coolly.
"Kai?" they both asked at once, startled by her sudden appearance. She had never talked to them before, and Edward was both annoyed at her and slightly awed by her beauty.
"Yeah," replied Lydia, beginning to empty things out of the bag. A baggy Oxford University sweater that Kai had bought on a whim but never worn, a small pewter ring, a silver chain necklace, a couple of dog tags, a keychain with a caribou on it that Kai had purchased on a trip to Canada, a plush African Wild Dog he had bought on a trip to Africa, a black The Who t-shirt, and a striped Element zip-up hoodie.
"Umm, okay," Edward said slowly, taking the bag and the objects and trying to stuff them all back in. "You're giving this to us why?"
"Because the bastard can have it back," Lydia said simply while examining her nails.
Liam and Edward exchanged looks before turning back to Lydia. "Okay," said Liam unsurely. "We'll give it back to him."
"Thanks, that's great," Lydia said, sounding bored as usual. She got up to go, locking her eyes with Edward's as she did so. "Bye, Edward."
Both of them watched as she strode into the hall with her purse over her shoulder just as the first bell rang. "Fucking ho," muttered Edward after she had left.
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Caitlyn was on Facebook. Not a usual thing for her during the week, since she rarely got on a computer at Bloor's. Bloor's was blatantly against the use of electronic devices and it was a pain to even get a cell or iPod in at the beginning of the year. But times were changing, and even the old academy had given in to the need to get a small computer lap. Her science class was taking a rare trip to the lab to play informational online games about science.
She had clicked away from "Element Hangman! Experience the Periodic Table!" to get onto Facebook as many others in her class had done. Logging in quickly, she began to check her notifications.
Edward had commented on her wall post, but that had been last Sunday night. Victoria, one of her townie friends, had posted on her wall asking details about the ruins game last week. Simon Beckham, her best guy friend who didn't go to Bloor's and who was constantly teased for his last name, had commented on one of her pictures where she was sitting at Starbuck's with Gemma and sipping her frappuccino seductively.
She was just about to reply to Victoria when a chat message popped up. It was Iszak, his display picture one of him wearing purple shades, a purple scarf, and a white and black striped shirt.
"I need to talk to you!" was the message on it. A moment later, "Call me!" came on the screen.
"Can't, in class," Caitlyn replied. "Where are you?"
"Library with class," came his rapidly written reply. "Where are you?"
"Computer lab with science class," she typed quickly. "What is it about?"
"Mai Bloor," was his quick reply.
Caitlyn's heart jumped into her throat. Mai Bloor. Edward his said that his father knew a Naren Bloor who had shadow powers. Was Mai Bloor related to her? "Is Mai Bloor related to Naren Bloor?" she asked.
Waiting for his reply was painful, but it eventually popped on to her chat box. "She's her daughter," he wrote simply.
"Did she do the bookstore break-ins? How do you know?" Caitlyn wrote, her fingers practically flying across the keys.
"She came to talk to me yesterday and explained almost everything. She says that she's looking for something really important that the other Bloors are also looking for. I don't really get it but she said it's important and she needs to talk to you," Iszak told her, managing to type all that in what seemed like three seconds.
"When?" asked Caitlyn after rapidly scanning his reply.
"Saturday, Pet's Cafe, two o'clock," Iszak replied, taking his time much to Caitlyn's annoyance.
"Can't!" she replied as a feeling of dread took over her. "Detention," Caitlyn added, remembering that Saturday was the day they were going to find out about the voice in the wall.
"Crap," was all he wrote.
"I'll get Edward to meet her," Caitlyn promised.
"Okay," Iszak said after a while. "That will probably work. Kay, gotta go, we're leaving the library now."
"Bye," typed Caitlyn, but he had already gone offline.
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The boys were sitting around the usual locker bay where they held their morning break. Too lazy to go outside and play, Edward, Liam, and Haley were sprawled out in the hallway, all flipping through their iPods.
"Twenty-fourth song on shuffle," Edward said, touching the screen of his iPod touch. "I have How to Save a Life, the Fray."
Haley, wearing his usual baggy jeans and a green Hurley t-shirt, slowly pressed the scroll wheel on his giant early generation iPod. "Low by Flo Rida."
Laughing, Liam drummed his fingers on his white belt and tugged his slim t-shirt over his faded grey jeans. "I have Kiss and Sell, the Maine."
"Who?" Edward asked, not familiar with any bands outside the rock, pop, and slightly alternative spectrums.
"The Maine," Liam repeated again. "Great band. Thirty-first song?"
Edward dutifully tapped the screen of his iPod. "Forever, Vertical Horizon."
"Who?" asked Liam teasingly, punching his friend playfully on the shoulder.
As Edward rolled his eyes, Haley skipped through the songs on his iPod. "My thirty-first song is Baba O'Riley."
"You and Kai both love The Who, don't you?" Edward asked, brushing his blond hair away from his eyes.
Haley shrugged, black curls flopping as he did so. "Yeah, but only 'cause they're a great band. I'm more into popular music, stuff that Kai calls disgusting," he added with a laugh.
"'Cause it is. Rap and hip hop are both junk," Liam shoved in his opinion. "My song is Dragging Dead Bodies in Blue Bags up Really Big Hills. It's by Escape the Fate."
"Don't you have anything relatively normal on there?" Edward asked.
"Umm, I have Daughtry," offered Liam reluctantly. His cheeks pinked a bit. "And Pink."
"Pink?" asked Haley, almost choking on the Barbeque Crisper he was eating. "As in, Sober? And that song that goes 'So guess what? I'm a rock star!'" he asked, mimicking her voice at the end.
The tips of Liam's ears were turning red now. "Her songs are pretty emotional. Like, Who Knew and..."
"Stop making excuses!" exclaimed Edward once he had recovered from his laughing fit. Haley was still chuckling noiselessly, his head leaning back against the locker.
"Forty-fifth song," mumbled Liam. "Mine is Doctor, Cute is What we Aim For."
"Home, Daughtry," Edward said, still chuckling slightly.
Haley flipped to his forty-fifth song on shuffle and blanched. Recognizing the opportunity, Liam reached forwards and grabbed it. "My Heart will Go On," he read off the screen. "Celine Dion."
"Titanic was a great movie!" Haley defended himself, and Edward nodded in agreement.
"Sorry to interrupt your 'male bonding time'," Gemma's amused voice wafted down to them from the other end of the hall as she walked down towards them. "Doing your iPod thing again?"
"Guess what Haley has on his iPod," winked Liam, causing Haley to quickly grab it back.
"Celine Dion," said Gemma offhandedly, leaving the boys to gape in wonder. "Ed, what's with the uniform? Liam didn't make a bet with you about it, did he?"
Liam burst into laughter and Edward rolled his eyes. "Actually, there is a special occasion. I'm wearing it to impress a certain young lady."
He beckoned her over to sit beside him and Gemma obliged, poking him in the ribs as she did. "I have bad news for you, buster. It's not working."
"Are you certain I meant you?" Edward winked as he put his arm around her shoulders.
Gemma rolled her eyes. "Oh no, I must be wrong. Please enlighten me. Which poor young lady is going to be accosted by you today?"
"One of Mom's famous film star friends is coming over today and they're going to be picking me up from school," Edward confessed.
She giggled. "Trying to hook a role in a movie, are you?"
"I don't need to try," he said, grinning as he poked her gently in the ribs, causing her to squeal in protest. "Revenge!"
"Hey guys," Kai's familiar voice drifted down towards them. The boys and Gemma looked up, the sight in front of them taking their breath away.
Kai, wearing his usual oversized jeans and a slim shirt, was walking hand-in-hand with Caitlyn. They sat down beside Haley, across from the other three, with Kai helping Caitlyn to sit down. He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her in towards him.
"Hey," said Liam, who was the first to recover.
Gemma followed shortly after. "Yeah, hey." She shot a dark look at Caitlyn, meaning something along the lines of 'why didn't you tell me when you came back last night'.
"That reminds me," said Edward suddenly. He whipped a cloth bag out of his giant Billabong backpack. "I have some stuff from Lydia here for you."
Kai took the bag and looked inside. "Shit, this stuff better not all smell like her," he commented blackly as he pulled out his Element zip-up.
Promptly taking it from him, Caitlyn put it on and zipped it up. It was way too big for her, given her considerable shortness, and the sleeves swallowed her hands. Not caring, she leaned against Kai. He leaned down and kissed her gently, causing Edward and Liam to gag.
"Public Displays of Affection Rule," Liam reminded them.
"As if they care," Gemma whispered dryly into Edward's ear.
Rolling his eyes at Liam, Kai bent down and kissed Caitlyn again, this time making it last longer as he slipped his tongue into her mouth.
"Okay, gross," Gem stuck out her tongue at them.
Caitlyn looked up, her cheeks tinged with pink from the kiss and from embarrassment at Liam and Gemma's comments.
Ignoring Gemma, Kai reached into the bag and pulled out his pewter ring. He passed it to Caitlyn, who stuck it on the ring finger of her right hand. "It's too big," she said with a giggle.
Edward stood up just as Kai bent down to kiss Caitlyn again. "I'm gonna go outside now," he announced loudly.
"Me too," Liam decided, standing up beside his friend. Gemma got up as well. "Count me in."
They began to walk off, leaving Haley to look after them with wide eyes. "Guys, don't leave me with Bonnie and Clyde. Guys, please. Guys! Guys?"
Oblivious to the rest of the world, Caitlyn collapsed into Kai's arms and rested her head onto his chest as he brushed the hair off of her forehead.
---
It was lunchtime at Bloor's, but Cara Silk had eaten an hour ago. She sat on a park bench, her grey Samsung practically glued to her ear as she spoke into it.
"Is Eric there?" she asked sweetly, and a feminine voice on the other end of the line went to go get him.
"Hello, Eric?" Cara spoke into the phone as he arrived. Bass tones echoed from the phone, confirming that it was him.
"Who is this?" he asked gruffly.
She smiled sweetly, despite the fact that he couldn't see her. "Cara Silk. Gabriel's widow."
"Cara!" he exclaimed. "Nice to talk to you again. It's been a few years."
"Eric, Eric," she chided him as if he were a small child. "Both of us know this won't be a pleasant talk. But Manfred needs you."
"Does he now?" replied Eric after a pause. "He didn't seem to need me a few years ago. If I recall correctly, he wanted me gone."
"Oh, come on now, dear," Cara said softly. "That's water under the bridge."
"Just because it's in the past doesn't mean it's been forgotten. Or forgiven," Eric said darkly.
Cara sighed, pulling her silk scarf even more tightly around her. Dealing with Eric could be so difficult at times. "Eric, Manfred needs you. You like the feeling of being needed, don't you?"
"If I help Manfred, I won't be needed anymore," Eric replied in his deep timbre.
Rolling her eyes, Cara leaned back on the bench. Why was this so hard? Eric really was stubborn, unless there was something in it for him. "You'll be rewarded. There's a battle coming and Manfred needs you. Don't forget what he did for you seven years ago. What side are you on, Eric? Theirs?"
"Of course not," Eric sounded indignant. "You know I'd never be on their side. What Manfred did for me seven years ago- I did owe him that debt, but I dropped it when we... fell out. But a reward- what reward?"
Cara paused, wondering how to play this. "Your niece."
He breathed out slowly. "She'd never come with me. Her mother would never agree to it."
"Her mother wouldn't have to know," Cara pointed out.
"There are papers and formalities to go through. Getting my niece isn't possible," Eric replied blackly.
"Unless she wanted to come with you," said Cara slowly. "We would approve and her mother would be powerless to stop it. Don't you want to see her again?"
"Yeah," mumbled Eric.
Cara smiled. "Good. So when can you be here?"
"I can make it to the city by seven o'clock if I leave in the next hour," he replied.
"I'll see you them," Cara told him.
"I better be able to see Leah," was the last thing Eric said before he hung up the phone with a soft click. Cara lowered hers, triumphant.
---
Kai and Caitlyn had arrived at the King's Room before everyone else and had managed to get seats beside each other. Caitlyn was positively ecstatic as she sat wrapped in his hoodie like a sardine. Part of her was extremely nervous- how should she act? Should she be really romantic? Should she almost ignore him in public? She was completely besotted and wanted to be with him everywhere, but would he like that?
Sure, Caitlyn had had two boyfriends before Kai, but she had never felt like this. Jonathon, a saxophone player who had gone to Bloor's before being he had moved to the States had been her first boyfriend, and they had lasted three months. He had been cute, sweet, and funny, but not as cute, sweet or funny as Kai was. Her second boyfriend had been Toby, a boy who went to a school in town. His eyes had been absolutely gorgeous, though not as gorgeous as Kai's eyes. They had dated for five months.
She was still in a state of disbelief about it all. She and Kai were together. Even thinking that sent chills down her spine. Sitting next to her, Kai wrapped his arm over her shoulder just as Patrick entered the room. He shot them both a dark look. Kai was about to say something in their defence when Patrick cut him off. "Just get your work done."
Jacob and Audrey entered the room next. She was leading him with her hand on his back, and he looked visibly upset at her presence. He turned his head and saw Kai with his arm around Caitlyn before turning away quickly.
Caitlyn remembered what Jacob had said yesterday about being gay, and she clutched Kai even tighter. She felt guilty as she did so- she wasn't worried about him 'taking her man', but the possessive instinct had kicked it.
Jacob, even if he had liked Kai a little, probably hadn't been expecting anything with Kai anyways, so it was alright. In fact, Jacob and Owen might even have made a pretty cute couple.
But Owen was still missing, and the thought brought her back to a harsh reality. No one had mentioned his absence, so the Bloor's must have had something to do with it. Owen…
The voice in the wall.
"Kai-" she began softly but stopped abruptly as a flame licked the side of her neck.
Patrick glared at her with his dark, beady eyes. "After what happened yesterday, do you really except me to let anyone talk in here again?" he asked, practically spitting.
Without looking up from his book, Ed put in his two cents. "You're talking," he pointed out mildly.
"Eddie, you really are funny," cooed Audrey, though she shot a dark look at Patrick as she did so. "Don't bother the grumpy man."
"I'm not a-" began Patrick, but he seemed to think better of it and closed his mouth in a firm line.
"Grumpy man," stuck in Jacob quickly, shooting Edward a triumphant glance before going back to his history work.
"Jake, is that the same history I'm working on?" asked Caitlyn, leaning around Kai to try to talk to him.
"If it's about the battle of Dieppe and why the loss was considered acceptable, yeah," replied Jacob, shoving his book over towards her.
"Enough," grumbled Dom, and his voice was so deep and menacing that they all turned to look at him.
Edward frowned. "Chill out, man."
"Chill out, man," sneered Dominic, imitating Edward's voice. The colour went to Edward's cheeks, and he looked like he was going to stand up angrily.
"Eddie, don't," chided Audrey, without looking up from her work.
A feeling of nausea, much like seasickness, swept over Edward. He nodded wearily and relaxed in his seat, trying to prevent himself from being lulled in by Audrey's fake niceness. Sighing, he went back to his work.
The rest of the study time passed relatively quickly, and Edward quickly packed his bag, in a hurry to escape from there. He left the door, nearly bumping into Haley, who was waiting outside.
"Autumn says it has nothing to do with the brain," Haley whispered quietly into his ear before quickly walking away.
Edward watched him go, completely puzzled.
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While Caitlyn and Kai were off eating supper due to their detention, Edward and the rest of his friends were hoisting their bags over their shoulders and making their way to the enterance hall, to the tall doors beyond which freedom lay. The odd thing, though, was that on the way there, they had practically been accosted by Audrey as she slowed down their approach.
By the time they got to the doors, everyone was gone. Manfred and Harold Bloor stood in front of the doors, which were now firmly closed. Audrey stood in front of them, looking extremely smug. The hairs on the back of Edward's neck rose and he took a step back.
Behind him, Gemma rested warily. Haley was standing beside Leah and Autumn, who had also been trapped. Jacob was standing behind Gemma, a nervous expression on his face. There was an unspoken fear floating around them, each of them not wanting to voice what they all knew: they had been trapped inside.
Slowly, the Bloors began to advance. Edward's body tightened, and with a quick jerk of his head, he broke the silence. "Run."
They all took a few steps backwards before running, following Edward as he took the lead. They ran into the darkened school as the Bloors, their eyes flashing in the darkness, followed with slow steps, like a dark wave.
Now the roof's on fire but it starts to rain
So clench your fists and enjoy the pain
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Yay x3 Finally, another chapter!
painted lights- i try to update when i can -.- a lot of the times i just lose focus in the story and then come back to it. Sorry for being so slow xD but I do promise to finish it! :D Thanks for the review and have a Jacob plushie which blushes when you squeeze it. ftw either means fuck the world or for the win :)
Dot- Sorry I got you in trouble during class! XD And I wouldn't mind meeting a kindly old homeless that plays the banjo. Actually. c: And don't be too happy- Kai and Caitlyn's trouble isn't over yet. Here, you can have Audrey and Haley plushies. They don't do anything. You can just play with them. And make them do obsc- err, cute things.
The Bunnies- OMG YAY :DD superimpose them all you want!
TLR- yeah, i wasn't sure about having that KaiCaitlyn bit. BUT DON'T WORRY NO SECKS FOR THEM. :D (for now anyways :3) and thanks for the review c:
ShadowRose- Naw, I know fifteen year-olds who have had sex ._. a few actually. XD Lydia's just such a corrupting agent. OMG YOUR SOUL. HERE. HAVE A BANDAID. FIX IT. WOOHOO FOR SWEARING, RANDOMNESS, AND AWESOMENESS :D
Chapter dedication is to Dot because I almost got her detention and The Bunnies because if she starts seeing my charries in the actual book that's win right there :D
Love you all.
-Eagleh :D
