♕ c h a p t e r t h i r t y e i g h t ♕
— a deal with the monarchy
a r i a h a l e
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I walk out of school tired, the day felt as if it was disgustingly long. It irritated me how we had to follow such a shallow system that only stripped you of your imagination. An imagination that could've done a lot to the world, it's sad. It's sad how we're just muppets of the system, being played like a game of cards.
I felt a hard body push into me, I look up only to find Carter's steel eyes. His eyes were shallow, cold, un-withering. As if he didn't give a damn about anything, as if the world was nothing but a play ground and life was his game.
"Why were you talking to Zach?" he questions, his words laced with cold, prominent ice. "He's bad news, I told you to stay away from him! Damn it Ar
