. . . . . . .Wood POV. . . . . .
Going to school is one thing that truly is the best...
HELL!
I'm beginning to hate it every single day.
This morning was the worst. I had to submit my assignment, but it was passed the specified time so I couldn't submit.
Le Foutre!
I'm seemingly having the worst day.
I don't even think I can make a good ...
like this.
Nevermind. It's a bad day already.
I should go have my lunch or something.
I skipped classes alot that day.
I didn't utter a single word to anyone since I left the submission room.
Gnashing my teeth I left for the bustop.
I didn't need a fancy driver to take me home.
This place Is really safe. One reason people come here a lot.
There are a lot of parks here.
I recently realized that while I walked through this parks, I would see Sara jogging here.
Sara has been really good to me.
I should really make Losa and Sara get along.
I was tapped at the back.
Speak of the devil.
"Sara..."
She held her hand up.
"Wood, let's break up"
"What? why?"
"Don't pretend, I know you like Sara more than me. Let's put everything behind us and move on. I don't see this relationship going beyond Highschool"
" Sara, No!"
Not Sara too. She can't abandon me.
" I made up my mind before coming here"
"Sara!" I shouted.
She flinched.
" You can't leave me" I kept saying. "not now".
" did you see us do any other thing except what we did".
I looked her straight in the face.
"It's you, I want you. I had made mistakes in the past, but you stuck by me. Why leave me today? Why leave now!?"
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"Sara broke up with me". I let the emotion of depression come over me.
I let it seep through my voice.
"yh, I'll try getting over it" .
"See you guys later" .
I'll get over it?
Haha who am I kidding.
I had been praying for this for a long time.
Never am I getting into another relationship for now.
I burst out laughing. Oh.
I can still picture her face when I stopped pretending and started laughing at her.
She stood surprised then laughed and then said "You think I'm joking right?"
"No, that's not why I'm laughing".
She stopped to think.
" Ok, you get it now".
I was delighted to see the color drain her face. Maybe she was having a hard time with the decision she was making and needed a little push to sway her emotions, but I wanted to start things with Losa whether she liked it or not.
I lay on my couch as I recalled what I told Sara
"No girl would sneak into my house at night and suck my dry or ride me dry".
I know it stung her, but I suddenly felt not bad for her
I had a nice dinner and a warm bath. Then I lay on my bed thinking about what had happened today
"Today didn't turn out so bad after all"
With that thought in my head. I drifted of to sleep. Perhaps I won't be hunted, or haunted, tonight, just to completely make it 'the perfect day'.
Perhaps. . .
Doom POV
Within minutes a retrieval team had arrived 9 feet to were I was sitting. An inspector came to here my story.
I truthfully told him all that had happened.
I just felt happy to say what I knew.
Oblivious to a certain fact.
Amphelia and Candy in one day, back at the CORP. there's going to be alot of sadness.
Amphelia was a good tracker, and real cute. So was Candy. Infact they were both cute, but what made them attractive was their ability to be feminine in a place like the CORP. Most of the females exuded masculinity and some went as far as having large muscles. Amphelia and Candy had sleek, lean muscles Candy was the most surprising, she was a striker. Or was she, I don't know, I just know that she was... is strikingly beautiful, striker or not she struck my heart. Now that she's either vaporized or dead in some maybe horrible way or maybe...
Maybe she jumped into that Baivan's tomb!
Of course the mind is a powerful place and all I was thinking was thought in less than three seconds. Then that's when I felt a link in my head.
Wait! What!?
I looked up to see another inspector. He had been probing my mind.
"It's not quite nice to probe the secret places of others" I said to him.
Well I could intimidate this man. I don't know why I had the thought. I never had such thoughts, but they felt right because inspectors were generally powerless. I looked into the eyes of the man, trying to gauge his strength, then I felt a wall, it was as if he was controlling me to his will, because I saw his essence.
The shear amount was too large.
He wasn't ordinary.
"You feel Candy is in Baivan's tomb" he asked.
" Affirmative".
" I heard a voice telling me not to open the tomb".
A Corporeal gave me a yellow slip.
Good. Very good. On the bright side I'd have 3 weeks of and on the dark side 3 weeks of rehabilitation I didn't need.
The inspector turned around after writing something and then he made a phone call.
I whisked away on a jet few minutes later, but I saw a special squad. Attack, recon and retrieval.
In my mind I hoped,
Candy, before you died I always wished to do some insane stuff with you, so don't die before we do perverted stuff.
Why am I suddenly thinking this!!!!!?