For a moment, Aster was at loss. The seconds after she turned her back was kind of fuzzy. It left a gaping hole that boggled her mind. The only plausible explanation was it must be because of shock. Mandy actually threw a poor vase at the window creating an imperfect circle fit for a person to jump into. Among all of them who seemed in processing stage, Ms. Sanz was first to recover.
"You may leave, Aster, Care and Mrs. Aragon. I believe I need to talk in private with the Salvadors." She declared.
They did go out before things went awry. This is the second time Care saw Mandy manifest her violent tendencies. It was honestly alarming.
Remember the girl she hit with a chair who connived with her in the end?
Karma did hit the last second before Mandy claimed victory. She was a thumb away from witnessing the high and mighty Caress Aragon yield or much better, kneel and beg for mercy. How fast tables turned, really! "Excuse me for a while, Mayor. Deputies from the Anti-bullying Division arrived just now on the Admininstration Office." Ms. Sanz declared. Don't leave, she wanted to beg the old hag. However, the door was closed the next second. Arnaldo fixed his attention on his phone ignoring her sneaking glances and presence altogether. The veins protruded on his forehead as he contacted his secretary, lawyer and anyone relevant to cover the disaster waiting to ruin his political career.
Fae exist for a purpose which becomes the incarnation of their power. Thus, they cease to exist without it returning to nothing but ashes. Sometimes, they interact and blend in with humans just like Iridescent, the Heart Manipulator. However most of them are often content hiding behind the shadows like Orion, known among fairy folk as Morpheus derived from the God of sleep in Greek Mythology. People haunted by nightmares or troubled by insomnia are who he blesses more so if one hangs a dreamcatcher at home. He takes pride in his role. Not a single person in Aurum City goes unrewarded with a good night's sleep after he pays a visit until she comes along... Aster Nguyen, the mortal tormented by her visions. A couple bottles of sleeping pills stashed underneath her pillows wet with tears she shed almost every night. N
How did time slip so swiftly? "It's 21st Century, people must freely love who the heck they wanna love! Also, 30-days deadline to beat? What do you think I am in, a tv dating show?!" she protested, slamming her balled fist on the table. Gallus guised in nerdy student outfit just grinned which provoked her to toss the crumpled paper at her disposal. Defying the laws of gravity, the paper was suspended mid-air before it hit his face then fell on the ground. "Show off." She snorted. Inasmuch as she was in awe with his little trick, her frustration felt greater. All kinds of hands there are, she held them: calloused, scrawny, velvety, even clammy! She should have found her so-called Fated by now which, frankly speaking, she doubts the authenticity
The momentary hurt expression painted on Care's face kept on popping on his head. Eli puffed and released the same paper he was holding since an hour ago. He could imagine the delay this causes to his other tasks because of him being absent minded. By that possibility not away from becoming a reality, his head ached beyond a painkiller can cure. His alarm buzzed, a reminder for his afternoon class. He stayed on his swivel chair for another five minutes hoping that Care would return from her errand. With the door creaking open, he straightened his back. July entered. The fact alone made his patience hang by a thread. His headache aggravated. "Pres, why are you still idling? You will be late! Pretty swear, I'll watch Care on your stead and tell her to take a lunch break so please get going." She assu
The orange hue of a sunset majestically spread across the skies. Care glanced above with a silly smile. The mood indeed contributes to one's perspective, she realized. Yesterday, she was indifferent to the beauty of nature and uninterested in little things that bring forth joys. Whereas now, she seemed an idiot for finding the swaying of trees adorable. Unwilling to kill her current mood, she ditched her ride. She just left a message for Teddy so they'd know better than waste time searching for her inside campus. She hailed a taxi that dropped her off on the side of the road. The driver looked confused but did not pry. The extra cash she paid him was probably enough for him not to stick his nose on her business. She was prancing and humming as she ventured into the woods. All thanks to the bag of empanadas, she still had the energy for a
About 10 years ago Inside a townhouse built like a fortress with doors up front and at the back padlocked. Wood planks barricaded the windows on the first floor while ones on the second floor had grills except for the third floor. It was the world Aurelia Vicentes had ever seen and the only people she had known were lady caretaker and houseboy. The sound of clanking keys was always picked by her ears despite wherever she was at the house. Her stomach tingled in excitement as she bolted towards the entry door because she was sure her guardians had arrived. Joy was painted on her glowing amber eyes. "Good day to see you, lovelies! Come in, come in!" She greeted them in high spirits. They responded through small smiles. At that tim
[TRIGGER WARNING: contains sensitive themes] The angry yells of Ena proved useless to halt her daughter’s movements. And so, Ena faced Aure with crestfallen face. She bent to Aure’s level then caressed her hurt cheek. "My apologies, hija. The brat has been upset since we waited in the mausoleum everyday since you stood us up last Monday. You see, her ego was wounded pretty bad. That superiority complex of hers is an Aragon gene I despise with all my heart. Worry not, I will get her begging on her knees next Monday. Take care, k?" Little did Aure know that was the last time she will ever see Caress Aragon. The venomous words of Care grilled into her head even after she was home. I am everything you cannot be, remember!
Years ago, Eli's recollection of the past From the young age of six, his father frequently pats his head and tells Eliseo, "Son, as the eldest, I trust you would be responsible. Look after your siblings." People commend their family for living in virtue despite their poverty. It confused him since he knew money was a constant problem to them. One time, he roused from bed due to thirst. Faint sobs were picked by his ears as he passed from the room of his parents. Coincidentally, his Mama emerged through the door opening. Her eyes dilated; surprised he was still up. She averted his gaze quickly. Eli, being a filial son, wrapped his arms around her tiny waist. "Papa and I are blessed to have a very responsible