Finding the truth
x-The Devil's Advocate-x: Thank you and more incidents will be squeezed in as the story progresses.
PuppyPaw: Sir or Madam, as stated she is not an oc, and Cassie is minor she may or may not appear again. My one question to you is, why do you have a problem with original characters?
Jane's POV
Yawning, I slid out of the bed I'm apparently not supposed to be in, due to a stuck up, snooty hedgehog. 'Truth be told, I should be thanking him. If it wasn't for him, I'd have to go back to Texas. After what happened eleven years ago, I swore I'd never go back.' My thoughts skewered off track at hearing Shadow groan sleepily. I sighed softly at not seeing his ruby eyes connect with my emerald orbs. I stepped over to the drawer containing the clothes I brought with me, and put them in the nearest suitcase. After getting dressed and making sure nothing was out of place, I checked the time only to see I had two hours before I have to go to the airport.
Those two hours passed by quicker than I imagined as I walked onto the plane, as soon as I took my seat I rummaged through my handbag for my diary. I silently cursed in Russian at not seeing it, realization hit me with full force and I groaned. Luckily, no one looked at me for my actions, and the bad thing was the plane already took off. So, there's no chance of me getting off anytime soon, I'm starting to ponder that out of curiosity Shadow took it while I was still in the lab. I swear once I get back, he's gonna get more than words.
Once the plane lands, I quickly exit with my luggage in tow. Stopping in front of my professor, I shake his hand heartily; hopefully we won't share a bed together. It'd be too profane and provocative if others at the convention saw me with a forty year old man, while I'm twenty-four. I just hope Shadow doesn't look in the back of diary while it's in his possession, way too many troubled memories there. I emitted a groan as I plopped on the bed nearest to the window; I lay there for a while not bothering to unpack.
I could already tell this was going to be a long four weeks. I jolted up at the sound of a door opening, only to find it was just room service. Flipping through the channels, I switched to a yaio marathon, which may have surprised some people at first. As a commercial played, I went to unpack setting out something for tomorrow in the process. Hours later, I slid under the cover letting my breathing slow to a steady rhythm.
A/N: How long will you guys think it'll take Shadow to figure out how to read Jane's diary? I should really go to sleep because I have school, but I don't like sleeping early.