I swallow, "W-Well...I wouldn't say that I did..." I said crossing my legs and looking away. "But you can guess the answer. I'm sorry. It was just there and--" I stopped, not wanting to say anything more.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Jace studies her, not sure what to say, and just shakes his head. "Let's...Let's forget about it, okay? Just no more. It's too happy a day for me to ruin by telling you all over again."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I look at him, confused. "Woah. You handled that way better then I thought you would." I flashed a smile.
My shoes were soaked in Whiskey so I took them off, dropping what looks like a feet back to my regular height. I looked at Andrew, "You've known me longer than he does so it doesn't count."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I sigh, pouting. "Fine. But I swear when I get this kid out I'm gonna get drunk almost every minute to make up for it." I chuckle, throwing the heels in the ocean.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I walk up behind Jace, Andrew, and Rayah. I talk as I walk.
"You know you guys are a royal pain in the arse to have this all done for you." I said.
An angel, a knight, a man who will bring light to where there is only darkness, I am the Morning Star, the Bringer of Light, hail to me as I am King Lucifer!
I look at Andrew, "Did I look good in them?" I ask, playfully. Someone throws the shoes back at me and it hits me in the stomach. I start laughing, clutching my stomach. I look up and see Katie crossing her arms. "Put them back on." She orders. I shake my head and throw them back at her. I remove my hands from my stomach, feeling something again.
"Oh shit." I say, running to the bathroom.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Jace swallows as Rayah runs off again, stopping himself from running after her when Gem approaches. "It's all thanks to Ray's ma." He answers her. "Now, if you'll excuse me..." He runs after Rayah.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Surround yourself with people who are serious about being writers, and who will tell you, ‘Hey—you can do better than this.’ Who will be critical of your work, but also supportive. And who will not be competitive in a negative way. — Isabel Quintero
