"That.Was.Awesome!" I shouted for the 50th time. Okay, maybe not the 50th, but it has to be somewhere in the line of 40's.I'm not lying, the scene that happened a few moments ago scared the life out of me, but honestly though, that was awesome! Right now, we're outside the Underground, well, above the Underground, and is walking somewhere in the parking lot."Stop it, you're embarrassing me," Langston muttered. I didn't stop though because he was hiding his smile by looking anywhere but me.Adorable. I swear, adorable!"Embarrassing you? Are you sure? I mean," I stopped then look at him, "I'm like the most awesomeness person in here." I snorted, "Are you sure you're not feeling honored? I mean, I'm actually with you." I emphasized every word that I've said.He scoffed, "Yeah right if anyone here should be honored, it would be you because you are with me-"He was suddenly cut off -in a very rude manner, by the way- by an egoistic manly shout, "THERE HE IS!"I turned around and gasped
I've always thought that running away with a boy who wears a chicken suit daily is stupid.Okay, I actually never thought about it before because it seems impossible. I mean, Archie would never wear a chicken suit, my other friends are too snobby to actually wear one, and the only person I know wearing it is my enemy.So, really, the idea of running away with Langston is impossible.But I guess nothing's impossible.My blonde hair covered my sight as we ran for our lives. I feel each drop of sweat that runs down on my forehead and it is the most absolute uncomfortable thing ever. I looked at Langston to see him having his game face on. He's really focused on running right now.While I look like a fat man who just barely finished a marathon, Langston here looks like a damn model attending his own photoshoot.Lucky guy."Where," I panted. "Are," Pant. "We," Pant. "Go-" Pant, "-ing?" Running, or any form of exercise really has never been my forte. I really don't run that often. If I will
"What is that?" I asked out loud as I point a finger above us to connect imaginary lines, star by star.He remains silent.Wow, he could've grunted if he didn't want to talk to me.I turn my head to the right and immediately, my tiny frown was replaced with a little smile when I knew the reason why Langston didn't answer me.Reed Edward freaking Langston is actually sleeping beside me.His hair is scattered fluffily around his head, his eyebrows twitched for a second before returning to its relaxed form, and his mouth was slightly ajar.Aww, he looks adorable!I need to capture this moment, like seriously. But before that...I grabbed my sharpie in my left pocket, silently thanking my lazy lab partner for forcing me to bring the sharpie home. I took the cap off and felt an evil smirk crawl to my face. I drew a fake mustache, and started thickening it, and put a huge, gigantic mole right under his right eye.Perfect.Now, I really do need to capture this moment.Firstly, I can use this
"Please tell me you brought a mask... Or anything that can cover my face." I gave Langston my puppy look face, "This is the most embarrassing thing I've ever done!"Langston hissed at me, "You're not the one wearing the chicken suit here. Besides," He coughed, "Patrick said I'll get a promotion after doing this.""Really? Showing up outside the Big Apple with a chicken suit is worth the promotion? Are you kidding me?" I mean, we flew all the way from our home, Denovan, to this crowded and noisy city. New York.He just shrugged.I gave him a glare."What is the promotion, anyway?" I asked him while fluffing his wings gently.He looked at me sheepishly, "Well..."----3 days later---"So, how does being a messenger feels like?" I asked Langston with a teasing smile, which by the way annoys the hell out of him.Yes, the trip to New York a few days ago was for a promotion to become a messenger. I personally have no idea what chicken wings have to do with mails, but whatever. Besides, it's
Is that suit really that heavy?It does look heavy.Scientifically and logically, it is heavy.Imagine wearing a big, huge, and large yellow fluffy suit, and walking through a swamp.With muds and other stuff.I remembered not so long ago that we were both running away from an old lady while he was wearing a chicken suit. I can also remember running away from a group of deadly gangsters with Langston while wearing a chicken suit. So, let's just say that I've been running around lately with Langston wearing a chicken suit, and out of all the times, he finally looks tired right now. Exhausted.Can't blame him. This is what happens when a person walks across a town's swamp while wearing a damp, heavy, fluffy, chicken suit really is a hassle.I also can't believe that I'm going to do this, but I really do feel sorry for him. "Let me carry that," I told him before grabbing the box and immediately held it tighter than usual. Langston was right, are there rocks in here!?He chuckles, "Seriou
It's dark.It's finally dark.And yet, we're not even near to anywhere!"Langston, are you sure we didn't just pass by here? Because I am sure we've passed by here already," I told him, while gripping his phone tighter, which is also used for our source of light."How sure are you that we've already passed this path anyways?""There's a tree!" I point the light to the familiar-looking tree."Chloe, we're in a swamp... Obviously, there are trees everywhere!"I shut my mouth."Besides, it's logically impossible for us to pass by our route from earlier since you know, we've been walking in one straight direction.""ONE DIRECTION!" I yelled."Uhh Chloe?""It's a rule, in my class' fandom. Every time you'll hear the word direction you have to yell One Direction. I'm a Directioner." I explained to him. You see, I am a certified Directioner. My love for One Direction is bigger than my love for Ice Creams, and trust me, that says a lot.He rolled his eyes, "Girls and boy bands. I'll never und
"So you're saying that you're still going to go here, but you sent a box full of rocks, through a couple, just because your car is full?" Langston asked, holding in his rage.The old woman, who I learned was Linda, nodded. She hugged her husband at the side and grinned at us, "Yes. It wasn't much trouble, right?"No, no it wasn't! You knew we were just walking and you sent a box full of rocks to the eastern part of the town! Yes, yes we're fine. I pursed my lips, "You gave us a time limit. Which is midnight. Who are you? Fairy-God Mother?" I asked her nicely. Well, inside I'm crashing the world already, but I should still show respect to the old lady.We're inside their house right now, which shouts Old People Lives Here but it's sweet. She told us that it's their 30th anniversary tomorrowWow, she's old... Probably at her 50's.She smiled at me, "You see, I'm fixing my garden here, and I really do need those rocks.""Why were you in Denovan, anyways?" Langston asked,The old man -Ca
"Can you please leave? PDA is really unnecessary."We were startled by the annoyed sounding driver of the bus, which made us jump apart.Gosh, I can feel the warmth crawling in my cheeks!Literally.Langston coughed awkwardly before locking his hands with mine and pulled us out of the bus.We're standing outside the bus stop for minutes, but it felt like hours and watched the bus leave us.Alone.In the dark.Holding hands. Well, considering that he's still in his chicken suit, then we're holding our hands ish.After kissing for the first time.I never thought kissing someone was so good.Like what I said, he stole my first kiss.Ah shit.Ah crap, I cursed!Pinching my self, Langston was shocked and asked, "Are you finally going mental?"Giving him a smug look, I answered, "No idiot, I was pinching my self.""Which by the way, is my point.""I was pinching my self because I was cursing,""But I didn't hear anything,""In my mind, dummy."His eyes widened, before looking at me sheepish
Every story has an ending. As cliche as that sounds, it is the truth. I remembered crying my eyes off when I finished Stephenie Meyers' Twilight Saga because I just honestly love her series. I love Bella and Edward. I do not care if there are millions who disagree with me, but Twilight was one of the book series that had me swooning. I remembered buying different objects that has anything to do with the series. I admit, there were some scenes that got me cringing because it was a little bit too weird, but as a whole, the movie was amazing.My story started when my Lexus got lost. And now, finally, my car -the one who had helped me chase my dreams- has finally been found. I cannot be any more happy. Well, I can. But for the moment, I do not think that anything can top this moment."Where is my car?" I asked out loud while I rush inside the station and straight towards Officer Ramon's desk with Elliot on my trail. I usually do not run, unless if I was running late or if there was an eme
Okay, I've been doing my best to stall writing this particular chapter because I'm not ready -but I'm ready- to end my journey for this series. I'm just being a big sissy, really. Thank you so much for reading this, for all the votes and comments. Love lots Crazeeps ••-••-••-••-••-••~"Did she answer your calls yet?" I asked Elliot, who was busy pouting on my bed. "She still wouldn't." He groans, "It wasn't my fault that the phone connection was choppy.""Choppy?" I asked.He nods. "Choppy."Okay."Riley is probably busy tending her boyfriend's wounds, El." You know, the one you and your brother did. Because of a misunderstanding. Because of you.He sighs while shaking his head, "This is terrible.""Aww." I cooed as I sat down beside him and giving him a hug, "Don't feel too bad, it wasn't totally your fault," it's true! "Verizon should also take the blame."He rests his head on my shoulder, which has to be uncomfortable for him because he's tall. "You're the only one w
"YOU TRAITOR!" Elliot pounces on my brother, obviously forgetting the fact that he's a police officer, and screeches from Riley, my mom, and El's were so loud that it made me go blind.Yes. You read that right."You seem calm," I told Vanchel without my eyes leaving the scene."Yeah," She sheepishly answered, "I've been in Charlie's fights in the Underground." She clears her throat, "This is nothing.""Ah." I nodded because I totally understand. The Underground is an illegal place that is located under the grounds of Denovan where fights happen. It has been there for decades. No joke. It's the same place where both my dad and El's used to fight too.Riley gasps as she tries to pull the men away from her now-husband, "What are you guys doing?! Stop this!"Jay, my twin who can totally handle himself because he actually does work in my parents' assassination company, tries -and fails- to block the hits coming from Charlier and Elliot. My dad and Reed are the ones doing the easy job of bl
The calm before the storm has never felt so tense. I remembered keeping secrets from my parents. I remembered not telling them that I lost my phone back in middle school. Well, that was until I learned that my stupid brother has been hiding it the whole time. He only wanted to see me squirm. Anyway. It was not as tensed as this one.But even back then, I have never liked the waiting game. It gives me small hives because of the stress of being scared. The feeling of knowing that there is a ticking bomb gives me the chills. The suspense is killing me.It has been a week since El called her sister and dropped the bomb on us. Riley and my moronic brother would be arriving any time now. The week was filled with held in rage and anger.The newly wedded couple had no idea that the whole family, both the Langstons and the Emersons, are here in our mansion. The same mansion that was once owned by my great grandparents. Looking at it, if the hulks have decided to kill the groom, then at least J
Rage starts silently. It is like water in a pot. You will let it simmer, then boil, THEN BAM! IT EXPLODES! I honestly hope I would not see an enraged Elliot."Elliot," I told him as we both rush towards his truck. "Babe, calm down."We both left the Chinese restaurant with unfinished food -shame, I know. If my own conscience is not knocking on my guilt enough, then the look of the Chinese man who owns the restaurant did.I mean, ordering burger and fries in a Chinese restaurant probably did enough damage, but leaving with unfinished meal? Oof."I can't believe they got married," He grumbles angrily as he harshly yanks his door open. "She's nineteen! She does not know what she is doing."I immediately climb on the truck and shut the door close. I put on my seatbelt and silently watch him turn the engine on in a hurry. I pursed my lips and placed my hand on his lap to comfort him."They have not even graduated from university yet," Elliot spat the words out of spite. "And now she is tel
"You know what is weird?" I asked my handsome date for this beautiful night as I munch on my juicy and delicious burger, "I have not heard from Jay."El raised a perfectly groomed eyebrow. "You have not told him that you are back in town?""Well, I guess I assumed that my parents already told him or something," I squinted my eyes and put the burger down. I picked up a fry and dipped it in my special ketchup mixed with mayonnaise sauce. "Should I give him a call?""Wait, so he does not know that you are back in town?"I shook my head no and said, "Nope."Jay is an obnoxious, arrogant, sometimes sweet, and cold-blooded piece of work. Have I mentioned that he is also my twin brother? Yeah, unfortunately, he is.Do not get me wrong, I love him. I mean, it is really just because I grew up with him and all. And to be frank, the only time I probably really liked him was when we were both in my mother's womb because you know, we have not murdered each other for nine months. Then again, maybe
"If you skipped the long butt author's note," Elliot whispers, "It's okay. I still love you.""And me too." Northon smiles alongside his brothers."To summarize the author's note though," I rolled my eyes because let's face it, Kryzel is being a little bit overdramatic, "The author just wants you to know that she appreciates you reading her work."Weston grinned cheekily. "And that she loves you!" "We," Easton flicks his glasses, "We all love you."-••-••-••-••-••-••~Losing something special can make an impact big enough to change a person's life. Sometimes, it takes losing something important to find something you have been unconsciously needing all along.In my case, this sometimes happened not too long ago. And this something? This something is my car. I may have lost my Lexus, but I did find Elliot. And he is something I need. I would have traded a hundred more Lexus to get back in the arms of Elliot Langston. I know I sound cheesy, but it is the absolute truth.Okay. Just to be
THIS IS GONNA BE REALLY SHORT. JUST A QUICK "I'M KIND OF BACK" UPDATE :)I will be writing chapter 15 later, or tomorrow lol. What do you guys prefer? Shorter chapters but daily (or 2) updates? Or Longer chapters but weekly updates? COMMENT HERE!Okay, I LOVE YOU GUYS! THANK YOU!💕💕Enjoy :)-••-••-••-••-••-••~"I can not believe that you have burnt my dollhouse." I murmured angrily while glaring at the three spawns of the devil in front of me. "I do not care who started it, and I do not care who did it -I just do not care."Easton coughs out awkwardly, "But-""No buts." I glared harder, "From now on, you guys are not allowed to enter my room."Northon's eyes widened as Weston whined loudly. "But it was just a dollhouse!""Well, that's true." I sighed while nodding, "Correction then, you are not allowed to go to my house."Both Easton and Northon groaned. However, Weston only sighed out in defeat. "Then, I guess only my brothers can visit you."I pursed my lips tightly and raised a g
So for those who had read this book years ago, you would know that I've only been putting up old works (lol). But do not fret! Chapter 14 was the latest chapter before I took the chapters down, meaning, I will be writing Chapter 15 soon. OMG. I can't wait. New readers! WELCOME!Thank you so much Crazeeps ••-••-••-••-••-••~"HEY LOVEBIRDS!" I pulled away from Elliot and turned around to face West, who ruined the moment by the way. "So happy to see you all patched up after a century and all-""What?" Elliot asked impatiently, obviously annoyed. I giggled silently because I can not blame him. After all, we were in the middle of something.West screamed on top of his lungs, "THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE!""WHAT?!" I gasped out in shock and was frozen for a second. I heard Elliot take in a breath sharply before running to where my parents' house is.I felt goosebumps around my body and suddenly felt a little lightheaded. "W-w-what h-ha-happened..." I stammered out, "Why is the ho