They burst through the doors, my father's eyes landing on me, and he strodes his way over, studying Dylan as he does, "Where on earth have you BEEN?!" He exlaims, his eyes turning red like they always do when he's mad, "And why...are you not in you gown?" He tries to calm himself. I swallow.
"Because I'm not in Pearl right now..."
"That's BULL!" He yells, making me flinch as he looks at Dylan, "Who in Pearl's name are you...?" He asks, glancing back at me.
Oh no....This is not going to end well.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
My father looks at me for a second, my heart still beating a mile a minute, before looking back at Dylan, "He...He's in Pearl...He works in the kingdom."
"See!" I laugh. My father covers my mouth, "No talking."
I glare at him before crossing my arms, amazingly annoyed.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I flash a smile and finger the notebook under my jacket, not able to believe that Roan is okay and in reach. He said something similar would happen... But... god, I'm an idiot for not believing anything he said.
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 sigh and walk into the tavern, Rayah running infront of me. Her long white hair goes down a braid down to her waist and she's singing some weird song I've never heard before. I take a deep breath and plop down a table, watching her bother random people. Jesus Christ...I'mma die...
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Hah. S'funny... I was gonna have little Jacey at Nic's side too.
Nic
Holding onto my little brother's shoulder, I guide him into the tavern and up to the bar. I sit down and have him take the stool beside me, helping him up. Glancing around, I keep my sunglasses on and order a pair of sodas.
"Niccy," Jace tugs on my sleeve, "Hungry."
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
Some guys walk in and I look back at Rayah, but glancing away in that moment she decides to light a chair on fire. Groaning, I hurt over to her and steal a glass of water from the bar, putting it out. Rayah starts histarically laughing and I cover her mouth, scooping her up and bringing her over to the table, "Will you ever just behave?" I ask quietly. She doesn't answer, playing with her braid, and I wonder why Jess made me do this...
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I glance at the little girl who lit the chair on fire before glancing back at Jace and ordering some breakfast for him. I have the money... right? Searching my pockets, my heart sinks when I realize what I'll have to do again. Jace looks at me, humming, and plays with his glass.
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 just write poetry to throw my mean callous heartless exterior into sharp relief. I’m going to throw you off the ship anyway. — Vogon Captain (The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy)
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