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Tokyo shoved her way through the crowd after Persephone, relaxing slightly as the sound of the Black Veil Brides music coursed through her.
"Never mind.
"Well they better hurry up, it's freezing," Tokyo complained, and couldn't help but add to herself at the end, and I really need a distraction...
Seph kept checking her phone the whole time, it kept buzzing with messages from her mum saying the generic stuff like "Dress Warm!" "Don't do anything daft!" "Your room's a tip.
Tokyo laughed and chased (as best she could) after Seph and down the stairs, calling for a taxi as she did so. Five minutes later they were sitting snug and cosy in the back of the taxi.
Proving Tokyo's suspicions true Seph slipped a bottle of Jack Daniels she'd been given by her mum's boyfriend into her bag alongside some things she wanted signed.
"We are not taking the 'ped, and we are not going in my car.
"Ummmn.." Seph said as she thought about it, weighing up the chances of the boys actually liking them after they'd most probably rugby tackled them before the show.
Tokyo blinked confusedly at the pizza slice, as if it's little googly eyes had hypnotized her, but she quickly snapped out of it as Seph hung it round her neck.
"As much as I'd love it if they did, CC and Jake are not sharing my legs..." Seph replied quickly as she shovelled through another load of teenage debris.
"How should I know?" Tokyo replied with a scoff as she wriggled into her dress, "You know more about the guys than me." Although she couldn't help but think to herself, unless CC is my CC...
Seph barely looked up when Tokky walked in, she was watching Squishy try to climb the glass walls of his tank with slightly amused interest.
Tokyo finished applying the bright baby pink to her eyes, and with a roll of her eyes put down the brush.
Persephone applied the last flick of eyeliner with a happy grin. There we go. Black Veil Bridesmaid to the max.
Imagine that there really was ogres and trolls. Imagine that they was your neighbours or friends. Imagine that they serve you at the store or in fast food places.
You know those times when you look at your reflection, and see something move in the background.
BTW this is a continuation of my (planned) Nevermore series, set 21 years before the first book.
My night was getting a little odd for me. There's plenty of evidence that Jack was a vampire, yeah, but the guy who attacked him, a werewolf. No. "Uh," my voice shook a little as I drew the sound out.
Please read and give me advice on writing I don't know if I'm any good :-P The last king of the last free country in the Archipelago of Nevermore faced the assembled hordes of the Kargs.
"Welcome, recruits of wizardry. Please sit down, students of magic!" With no wait, we took place at the well-filled dining table.
Slumped against a mossy rock the Mage gazed through the fire to the large rounded stone opposite that had clearly been used by others setting camp in this area before.
The child beside him rolled over and mumbled something into the darkness. He braced himself for another day, and lifted his heavy legs out from underneath the blankets.
"No. No. Don't touch me." I backed myself up against the wall, hoping to get away from the guy who was coming toward me. "What.
I stood in the hallway with my head bowed noticing the florescent lights above my head glowing brightly then dimming in a slow rythmic pettern as if in tune with the power I felt surging inside me.