My seventh chapter! Woo hoo! this is fun. Thanks for all of the... erm, constructive criticism. I actually will fix them ASAP. I have a few notes on the comments page (the little number at the top of the box that has my story) No, but it was good advice. I am sorry, though for all of the confusing stuff. Skulduggery is human, !
Fletcher POV (point of view)
I sat in a small office with a few of Valkyrie's friends. Is it hot in here, or was it just me? It is a Thursday after noon, and it so far, sucked. In fact, that was an understatement. No further details on that.
Tanith Low had made me, Fletcher Renn, go out shopping and buy black nice clothing for this occasion. It was hard for me to even move, and go. But, Tanith being Tanith, she succeeded in moving my lazy arse. It took me a few days to overcome the depression, but it still laid on my shoulders, weighing me down. Weighing my heart down.
The man was in front of him was sitting at a wide desk, with his spectacles at the brim of his nose. He eyed all of us, counting all the teary faces.
"Are we all here, can we begin?" He began.
We all nodded slowly. I could feel tears begin to spring into my eyes. My heart felt of lead. I glanced at Tanith, and saw tears running down her cheeks. Ghastly had his arms around her, and even he was fighting to remain composure. Skulduggery was comforting China, both with tears in their eyes. Bliss was sitting alone, looking blank.
I began to fidget as the man at the desk took a deep breath, righted the paper, and began to read. Just then, the door burst open, and in strolled Kenspeckle. He scowled at me, then sat down. He nodded to the man, motioning him to read. The man began.
"The Will of the Late Valkyrie Renn."
This wasn't that funny. Or romantical. But they all don't, now do they? Please review, or wait for the next chapter. The works. hope this was better.
~Adrasdos24