“NYAAAAAH!!” “AAH! Why did we choose this one as our alarm clock? Beckett! Shut it down!”Like always, I free my hand from under the covers and snooze the clock. I hear Hermione walking through the room, always the earliest bird. Even though it’s Saturday today. And yes, we need an alarm clock on Saturday; we have fighting classes in the morning.
The Halloween dance is also today, though Halloween itself is just two days left. Hermione is going with Ron to the dance, Chantal with her boyfriend Daniel, and Lotte and I… Well, right now no-one has asked us yet, so we just go together. We have fitting outfits; we go like our favorite characters from an awesome movie we’ve seen a while ago, Sucker Punch. We quite liked the movie, unlike others, maybe because we saw the hidden message in the movie… Anyway, that’s a whole different story that I’m not going to tell you, so go watch it for yourself.
The Halloween dance is also today, though Halloween itself is just two days left. Hermione is going with Ron to the dance, Chantal with her boyfriend Daniel, and Lotte and I… Well, right now no-one has asked us yet, so we just go together. We have fitting outfits; we go like our favorite characters from an awesome movie we’ve seen a while ago, Sucker Punch. We quite liked the movie, unlike others, maybe because we saw the hidden message in the movie… Anyway, that’s a whole different story that I’m not going to tell you, so go watch it for yourself.
A few minutes later, right before the alarm clock starts screaming again, Pyrite jumps on my bed and lies down on my feet like she always does. This is not going to help with getting out of my bed. I put the alarm off and try to free my feet, what’s almost impossible; when I move my feet, Pyrite tries to catch it. “Ugh, Pyrite, stop it. I have to get out. You’re not helping.” Pyrite looks at me with curiosity, but almost immediately jumps on my hand, because I tried to free it from under the covers. I can’t help it but laugh. “Stop it, you crazy cat.” I move both my hands and feet at the same time, what makes Pyrite go crazy. I free my hands and play with the Lynx for a few minutes, until she gets distracted by Raven, who started running through the room.
I jump out of my bed and throw the pillow in Lotte’s direction. “Tubbs, wake up!” I hear Lotte laugh from under the pillow. “A pillow? Seriously?” “Yeah, I didn’t want to waste this notebook by throwing it at you.” I pick up the notebook that lies on my night table. It has been lying there since the start of the year, but I haven’t used it yet. “Maybe I’ll use this missile later for waking up someone.” I put it back and walk to our walk-in wardrobe. “What are we going to do with fighting classes today?” I ask, while considering what to wear. “I believe he said we would continue the sword fighting.” “Okay, so, comfortable pants and a tank top.” Lotte comes standing next to me in the wardrobe. “Something like that, yeah.” I pick grey knee breeches and a kaki tank top, while Lotte picks black training trousers and a purple tank top. Lotte also wants to grab purple and black trainers. “Remember last time we had to put off our shoes? Jack wants us to fight swords barefoot, because that would be better for our position or something.” “Right. Crazy Jack.” She puts the trainers back and smiles. “Barefoot breakfast?”
I jump out of my bed and throw the pillow in Lotte’s direction. “Tubbs, wake up!” I hear Lotte laugh from under the pillow. “A pillow? Seriously?” “Yeah, I didn’t want to waste this notebook by throwing it at you.” I pick up the notebook that lies on my night table. It has been lying there since the start of the year, but I haven’t used it yet. “Maybe I’ll use this missile later for waking up someone.” I put it back and walk to our walk-in wardrobe. “What are we going to do with fighting classes today?” I ask, while considering what to wear. “I believe he said we would continue the sword fighting.” “Okay, so, comfortable pants and a tank top.” Lotte comes standing next to me in the wardrobe. “Something like that, yeah.” I pick grey knee breeches and a kaki tank top, while Lotte picks black training trousers and a purple tank top. Lotte also wants to grab purple and black trainers. “Remember last time we had to put off our shoes? Jack wants us to fight swords barefoot, because that would be better for our position or something.” “Right. Crazy Jack.” She puts the trainers back and smiles. “Barefoot breakfast?”
“Okay, wait up, wait up!” “Good morning, Chantal. Are you already in a better mood than half an hour ago?” “Sorta.”
I open the door of the training center. The rest of the group is already there; Liza, Kayleigh, Kyra, Hermione, Ginny, Luna, Harry, Ron, Neville and the twins. We’re the first group of today. The other group has class from 11 a.m. ‘til half past 12. In total, there are 26 students who take the fighting classes once in two weeks. There were not many students who liked this class, or they liked another class at this time better. Or their parents forbid them to takes these classes.
“Jack’s not here yet?” Lotte sits down. “Nope.” the twins answer in choir. “I’ll go check his office.” I say. I walk towards the door at the end of the room, the door that leads to both Jack’s office and the shooting area. I open the door at the same moment as Jack. “It’s almost like you do this on purpose.” I say. “I also do this on purpose.” Jack smiles and puts his arm around my back to get me back to the others.
“Okay, today we continue last time’s sword fighting. We are going to work in pairs and duel each other. There’s a box filled with protectors over there.” Jack points at a big box in the corner, “I want you all to put on a vest. We’re going to use proper swords today. Okay, the pairs; Chantal and Kyra, Kayleigh and Liza, Hermione and Ginny, Luna and Neville, Ron and Harry.” These are actually the pairs we always work in. I already walk to Lotte, knowing we will be paired up together. “Wait. Lotte, you’re with George. Becky, Fred.” I look at Jack. He always pairs me up with Lotte, and now he pairs us up with the twins. After days wherein they have been avoiding us.
Jack sees me staring at him and winks. I hate him sometimes. He is, like, one of my best friends here at school and sometimes I get the feeling he knows me better than I do. When I was a first year, I used to wander around the corridors and in one of the first weeks I ended up here in the training center. I didn’t feel very comfortable around my classmates and needed a place to be alone. Jack knew how I felt and made me feel better. He has helped me from then and gave me fighting classes in the breaks. He made me more confident about myself and I could always talk to him. He became family to me, like the big sassy gay brother I’ve never had. He’s an awesome guy, but sometimes I could just kill him. In fact, I’ve actually done that a few times.
“Daydreaming again?” Fred’s voice scares me out of my thoughts. “I hate you sometimes.” I say, and smirk. “Well, if that’s everything. I thought you would be angry about me and George avoiding you and Tubbs.” I put on a vest and grab a sword, followed by Fred who does the same. “No, not angry. More like, annoyed and curious.” “Annoyed and curious? Yeah, I can imagine you feel like that.” We go stand on the other side of the room. I make a few moves and hit Fred in his chest. “You’re good.” “Thanks. So, are you going to tell me why you and George were avoiding us?” He tries to hit me but I block his attack. “Maybe. You’re really good.” He tries again, this time he falls when I block his attack. “Stop trying to flatter me with your compliments, it doesn’t make me less annoyed.” I give him a hand and he jumps back up. “I actually wanted to propose two out of three and I would tell, but I believe that’s too easy for you. You’re better in this than I am.” “I told you to stop that.” We both attack at the same time and the swords cross. Fred’s fighting better than a few seconds ago. I guess that was just a sort of warming up. He hits me in the chest and I fall down. “Need a hand?” I grab his hand and he pulls me back up. “Okay, you know, it’s quite a long and complicated story.” I smirk. “Try me.” He attacks again, and I block. “Well… Okay, the first part is not that import. It’s about something Peeves said. I’ll tell that later.” I attack. Fred tries to block it, but doesn’t do it properly. “Okay, and the second part?” “The second part is about the avoiding.” “Yeah, I got that. You’re avoiding the clue from this.” We both attack once again. Fred almost drops his sword when I hit him. “Why do you always have to be so straight to the point? Okay, George and I avoided you and Tubbs because we didn’t knew how to ask you.” I wanted to attack, but drop my sword a bit now. “Ask us what?” Fred attacks and in my inattention he almost hits me, but I’m able to block his attack in the last second. “How to ask you to the dance.” He falls down because of my last block and tackles me, and I fall down next to him. “So… Do you want to go to the dance with me?” Strange feelings inside. Again. I smile. “Yeah, sure.” He jumps up and gives me a hand. “Okay then, it’s a date. Not like a ‘date’ date, but like friends.” He continues quickly. I have to smile about that. He seems not very confident about this. I look at Lotte and George who are on the other side of the room. They’re talking. Seems like they also go together.
“You know, it’s kinda cute.” Lotte says when I told what happened. I smirk. “Yeah, I know. How did George ask you?” “Bit the same. He was also avoiding it.” We both laugh.
“Hey, where are you going?” I step back from the stairs. “We have to go that way. Our room is on this floor, remember?” “Yeah, I know. I’m going to Sirius.” “Why? We don’t have animagi class today.” Lotte follows me upstairs. “True, but I want to ask him something about the hair thing.” “Okay… But that’s not such a big problem.” Lotte says confused, still not seeing the point. “Yep. In fact, it’s quite handy. I’m not a big fan of wigs.” Now Lotte understands where I’m going.
Meanwhile we’re arrived at the -2nd floor. I knock on the door of Sirius’ office. “What’s it this time? Oh, hey Becky, Lotte.” “Who do you thought we were?” I ask. “Umbridge. She’s been bothering me with things a lot lately.” He points at the couch when he keeps on talking, meaning we have to sit down. “Mostly if I knew something about her ‘office problem’ a few weeks ago and the Malfoy incident.” We all smirk at the memories. “Also about the problem with Fluffy and the Angels.” “Yeah, what exactly happened? You said you would tell us.” I say. Sirius sits down at the couch facing us. “We still have no idea about the Angels, but Fluffy has definitely been poisoned.” “I heard something like that, yeah.” Lotte says. “And more?” She continues after a few second of silence. “Well, more I don’t know. By the way, what did you come for?” “Well, when I change back from an animal into a human my hair stays the color of the animal. Can it also happen that it stays the length?” I ask. “Hmmm, I think that’s possible. Why?” “Well, my character for Halloween has short blond hair, with a sort of reddish glow. I hate wigs.” I say when I see Sirius’ face. “Ah, I see. Let’s see, try to change into an animal with that color, imagine a cat or dog with that kind of fur. And just change back like you always do.” I do what has been said and change into a short-haired cat. I look at my tail, it’s a beautiful kind of blond. Not a color you see a lot at cats though. “Pretty fur, Beckett.” I hear Lotte say. “Okay, change back. Here, look.” Sirius hands me a mirror. My hair is exactly the way it has to be. I look at Lotte. “I told you this could be useful.”
“How do I look?” Lotte walks out of the wardrobe, looking exactly like Sweet Pea. “Whoa, Sweet Pea, you look beautiful.” I say and stand up. “And what about me?” “You are definitely Rocket.” I smirk.“Hey, where are you going?” I step back from the stairs. “We have to go that way. Our room is on this floor, remember?” “Yeah, I know. I’m going to Sirius.” “Why? We don’t have animagi class today.” Lotte follows me upstairs. “True, but I want to ask him something about the hair thing.” “Okay… But that’s not such a big problem.” Lotte says confused, still not seeing the point. “Yep. In fact, it’s quite handy. I’m not a big fan of wigs.” Now Lotte understands where I’m going.
Meanwhile we’re arrived at the -2nd floor. I knock on the door of Sirius’ office. “What’s it this time? Oh, hey Becky, Lotte.” “Who do you thought we were?” I ask. “Umbridge. She’s been bothering me with things a lot lately.” He points at the couch when he keeps on talking, meaning we have to sit down. “Mostly if I knew something about her ‘office problem’ a few weeks ago and the Malfoy incident.” We all smirk at the memories. “Also about the problem with Fluffy and the Angels.” “Yeah, what exactly happened? You said you would tell us.” I say. Sirius sits down at the couch facing us. “We still have no idea about the Angels, but Fluffy has definitely been poisoned.” “I heard something like that, yeah.” Lotte says. “And more?” She continues after a few second of silence. “Well, more I don’t know. By the way, what did you come for?” “Well, when I change back from an animal into a human my hair stays the color of the animal. Can it also happen that it stays the length?” I ask. “Hmmm, I think that’s possible. Why?” “Well, my character for Halloween has short blond hair, with a sort of reddish glow. I hate wigs.” I say when I see Sirius’ face. “Ah, I see. Let’s see, try to change into an animal with that color, imagine a cat or dog with that kind of fur. And just change back like you always do.” I do what has been said and change into a short-haired cat. I look at my tail, it’s a beautiful kind of blond. Not a color you see a lot at cats though. “Pretty fur, Beckett.” I hear Lotte say. “Okay, change back. Here, look.” Sirius hands me a mirror. My hair is exactly the way it has to be. I look at Lotte. “I told you this could be useful.”
Chantal walks into the room. “Tada!” She turns around. “Ah, Madame de Pompadour.” I make a bow. “It’s a pleasure to know you will be joining us at the dance.” I say with an old French accent, or at least, I try to say it with an accent. Lotte starts laughing because of me. “Don’t. Just, don’t. You look amazing, Chant.” Chantal straightens her big wig. “Thanks. You two look awesome. And sexy.” We all start laughing.
“Hey, girls, what about me?” A careful voice interrupts our laughter. Hermione steps out of the wardrobe, wearing a beautiful yellow dress. “Whoa, you’re Belle? Amazing.” I say. “Beautiful Hermione.” Lotte continues.
There’s a knock on the door. “Chantal, you’re ready?” Chantal walks to the door and opens it. “Hey Daniel. Nice costume.” “Hey, you look beautiful.” Chantal blushes. “Nice combination.” I say. “Madame de Pompadour and William Turner.” “Right now, I would scratch Madame de Pompadour. Right, Miss Swann?” Lotte says with a wink. Chantal sighs. “Yeah, you’re right Tubbs.” I say. “Okay, let’s go, before these two start to be annoying.” Chantal and Daniel disappear into the corridor, but right before the door closes, someone opens it again. “Whoa, Hermione, you look beautiful.” Ron stands in the door opening, looking like a dumb Musketeer so with his mouth wide open. “Hey, Ron. Where are the other Musketeers?” “What? No, wait. They’re picking up their dates. Whoa, Hermione, you look beautiful.” “Yeah, you already said that. C’mon.” And so Lotte and I are left alone.
A few minutes later, there’s another knock on the door. “Yeah.” I yell. The door opens and two men in black suits and with black sunglasses walk in, though their red hair betray who they are. “Whoa, you two look handsome.” Lotte and I jump up from our beds. “Thank you. We first wanted to go as each other, but thought that would be too boring.” “Then we wanted to go as the Musketeers, together with Ron, but he already asked Harry and Neville to join him.” “Then we thought about going as the Olsen Twins.” “But in the end, we just grabbed this two suits from our closet.” “Well, thank God. I can’t imagine me dancing with an Olsen twin.” I start laughing at the thought of Lotte and an Olsen twin dancing around. “Guess you can.” “Yeah, sorry.”
“And what about you two? You look… Amazing.” “Thank you. Lotte is Sweet Pea and I am Rocket, both from the movie Sucker Punch.” “Ah. Sexy.” It seems the twins want to take that thought back. “Okay, let’s just imagine we didn’t say that.” Lotte and I laugh. “Whatever.” The boys put on their sunglasses. “Shall we go?”
There’s a knock on the door. “Chantal, you’re ready?” Chantal walks to the door and opens it. “Hey Daniel. Nice costume.” “Hey, you look beautiful.” Chantal blushes. “Nice combination.” I say. “Madame de Pompadour and William Turner.” “Right now, I would scratch Madame de Pompadour. Right, Miss Swann?” Lotte says with a wink. Chantal sighs. “Yeah, you’re right Tubbs.” I say. “Okay, let’s go, before these two start to be annoying.” Chantal and Daniel disappear into the corridor, but right before the door closes, someone opens it again. “Whoa, Hermione, you look beautiful.” Ron stands in the door opening, looking like a dumb Musketeer so with his mouth wide open. “Hey, Ron. Where are the other Musketeers?” “What? No, wait. They’re picking up their dates. Whoa, Hermione, you look beautiful.” “Yeah, you already said that. C’mon.” And so Lotte and I are left alone.
A few minutes later, there’s another knock on the door. “Yeah.” I yell. The door opens and two men in black suits and with black sunglasses walk in, though their red hair betray who they are. “Whoa, you two look handsome.” Lotte and I jump up from our beds. “Thank you. We first wanted to go as each other, but thought that would be too boring.” “Then we wanted to go as the Musketeers, together with Ron, but he already asked Harry and Neville to join him.” “Then we thought about going as the Olsen Twins.” “But in the end, we just grabbed this two suits from our closet.” “Well, thank God. I can’t imagine me dancing with an Olsen twin.” I start laughing at the thought of Lotte and an Olsen twin dancing around. “Guess you can.” “Yeah, sorry.”
“And what about you two? You look… Amazing.” “Thank you. Lotte is Sweet Pea and I am Rocket, both from the movie Sucker Punch.” “Ah. Sexy.” It seems the twins want to take that thought back. “Okay, let’s just imagine we didn’t say that.” Lotte and I laugh. “Whatever.” The boys put on their sunglasses. “Shall we go?”
It’s already quite busy on the ground floor. People in the weirdest costumes walks past us. We enter the atrium where many people are already busy dancing.
“Hey, guys. Whoa, awesome outfits.” Kayleigh walks towards us in a beautiful white dress. “You too, Dawa. Whoa.” “Yeah, but who exactly are you?” I look at Kayleigh. “I’m Sakura.” “Right...” I have absolutely no idea who that is, so I just stare at Kayleigh. “She’s a character from a manga series.” “Okay.” Kayleigh looks around and sees something she doesn’t like. “Oh, I got to go. If Lauren asks where I want, don’t answer!” Before we get to chance to ask why, Kayleigh disappears into the crowd. “Okay, what was that for?” Fred looks at me and Lotte. I want to answer that I have no idea, but the next second Lauren appears in front of us, dressed as a Weeping Angel. “Have you seen Kayleigh?” “No.” the four of us answer. Lauren makes some strange facial expressions; it’s obvious she doesn’t really believe us. “Okay.” she says, and disappears back into the crowd. “I think that’s the answer to your question.” I say. “Yep.” “Definitely.”
“Hey look, Liz is Alice. Like in, Alice in Wonderland.” I say, when I see her dancing around. “Ahw, and her date is the Mad Hatter.” “Who exactly is her date?” Lotte and I look at each other before we look at the twins. “A guy named Jake. He writes stuff.” “They’re quite adorable together, aren’t they?” I say, looking at the dancing couple.
“Who are adorable together?” I turn around and look at three girls who seem not to be in character. “Alice and the Mad Hatter.” I say. “Are you three not in character?” “Oh, but we are.” Martha says quickly. “Yeah, I am Martha and Martha is me.” Mells continues. “Okay. And what about you, Amy? An eye patch?” Lotte continues the question. “Oh, it’s an eye drive. And I’m Madame Korvarian.” I also don’t know who that is, so I just answer with: “Ah, right.” “Hey, by the way, have you seen the Doctor’s outfit? It’s really awesome. He’s a vampire hunter or something like that.” “Yeah, Mells might have a crush on him.” “Oi, Amy! You also said he looked hot. And you already got yourself the last centurion.” “Last centurion?” I ask, bit confused. “Yeah, Rory. You should call him Peter Vincent now, by the way. I mean the Doctor, not Rory.” “Rory is now Roranicus Pondicus.” “Mells, shut it with the Pondicus. He’s only my boyfriend!” “Maybe, but Williams is not like an awesome name for a centurion.” “I have to agree with Mells with that.” Lotte says, trying to join the conversation. “See!” Mells says, still trying to convince Amy.
“Hey guys, nice outfits.” Rose walks in, wearing a beautiful pink dress in a 1960’s/’70’s style. “Yeah, same for you. Planning to go to an Elvis concert?” Amy says. “Well, if Peter Vincent is going to take me, then yes.” Rose smirks. “Shall we go to the dance floor?” The four girls say “Bye.” and walk towards the dance floor. The four of us look at them, and the next moment I start laughing. “What’s wrong?” three voices ask? “Look at the outfits Simone, Lisanne and Laura are wearing.” I see, with tears coming up in my eyes from the laughter. “Okay, let’s see. Oh, Laura is Hit Girl! Awesome!” Lotte says, searching the room for the three girls. “Is that a Llama suit? With green and purple hair?” George asks before he starts laughing. “Probably Lisanne.” Lotte says. “Okay, and the Sumo wrestler?” “Probably Mone.” I say, trying not to start laughing again. “Ah. Any idea who the two vampires are?” “Vampires? Oh. Well, the one who really looks like a aristocratic vampire is Ernö, I believe. And the girl seems to be Nastja, though I wonder if she’s dressed like a vampire. I mean, she’s a real vampire, so… I guess she something else death, and is now giving Ernö directions of how to be a vampire.” “Right… Oh, hey, look. The Doctor really looks awesome as Peter Vincent.” Lotte says, I believe more to change the subject than that she really find it interesting. Guess that’s also being noticed by the twins. “Shall we go to the dance floor, like the others?” “Yeah, sure. C’mon George.” Lotte grabs George’s arm and pulls him on to the dance floor. I want to follow them, but Fred holds me back. “Wait, I… I have something to tell you. It… It’s the first part of the story.”
“Hey, guys. Whoa, awesome outfits.” Kayleigh walks towards us in a beautiful white dress. “You too, Dawa. Whoa.” “Yeah, but who exactly are you?” I look at Kayleigh. “I’m Sakura.” “Right...” I have absolutely no idea who that is, so I just stare at Kayleigh. “She’s a character from a manga series.” “Okay.” Kayleigh looks around and sees something she doesn’t like. “Oh, I got to go. If Lauren asks where I want, don’t answer!” Before we get to chance to ask why, Kayleigh disappears into the crowd. “Okay, what was that for?” Fred looks at me and Lotte. I want to answer that I have no idea, but the next second Lauren appears in front of us, dressed as a Weeping Angel. “Have you seen Kayleigh?” “No.” the four of us answer. Lauren makes some strange facial expressions; it’s obvious she doesn’t really believe us. “Okay.” she says, and disappears back into the crowd. “I think that’s the answer to your question.” I say. “Yep.” “Definitely.”
“Hey look, Liz is Alice. Like in, Alice in Wonderland.” I say, when I see her dancing around. “Ahw, and her date is the Mad Hatter.” “Who exactly is her date?” Lotte and I look at each other before we look at the twins. “A guy named Jake. He writes stuff.” “They’re quite adorable together, aren’t they?” I say, looking at the dancing couple.
“Who are adorable together?” I turn around and look at three girls who seem not to be in character. “Alice and the Mad Hatter.” I say. “Are you three not in character?” “Oh, but we are.” Martha says quickly. “Yeah, I am Martha and Martha is me.” Mells continues. “Okay. And what about you, Amy? An eye patch?” Lotte continues the question. “Oh, it’s an eye drive. And I’m Madame Korvarian.” I also don’t know who that is, so I just answer with: “Ah, right.” “Hey, by the way, have you seen the Doctor’s outfit? It’s really awesome. He’s a vampire hunter or something like that.” “Yeah, Mells might have a crush on him.” “Oi, Amy! You also said he looked hot. And you already got yourself the last centurion.” “Last centurion?” I ask, bit confused. “Yeah, Rory. You should call him Peter Vincent now, by the way. I mean the Doctor, not Rory.” “Rory is now Roranicus Pondicus.” “Mells, shut it with the Pondicus. He’s only my boyfriend!” “Maybe, but Williams is not like an awesome name for a centurion.” “I have to agree with Mells with that.” Lotte says, trying to join the conversation. “See!” Mells says, still trying to convince Amy.
“Hey guys, nice outfits.” Rose walks in, wearing a beautiful pink dress in a 1960’s/’70’s style. “Yeah, same for you. Planning to go to an Elvis concert?” Amy says. “Well, if Peter Vincent is going to take me, then yes.” Rose smirks. “Shall we go to the dance floor?” The four girls say “Bye.” and walk towards the dance floor. The four of us look at them, and the next moment I start laughing. “What’s wrong?” three voices ask? “Look at the outfits Simone, Lisanne and Laura are wearing.” I see, with tears coming up in my eyes from the laughter. “Okay, let’s see. Oh, Laura is Hit Girl! Awesome!” Lotte says, searching the room for the three girls. “Is that a Llama suit? With green and purple hair?” George asks before he starts laughing. “Probably Lisanne.” Lotte says. “Okay, and the Sumo wrestler?” “Probably Mone.” I say, trying not to start laughing again. “Ah. Any idea who the two vampires are?” “Vampires? Oh. Well, the one who really looks like a aristocratic vampire is Ernö, I believe. And the girl seems to be Nastja, though I wonder if she’s dressed like a vampire. I mean, she’s a real vampire, so… I guess she something else death, and is now giving Ernö directions of how to be a vampire.” “Right… Oh, hey, look. The Doctor really looks awesome as Peter Vincent.” Lotte says, I believe more to change the subject than that she really find it interesting. Guess that’s also being noticed by the twins. “Shall we go to the dance floor, like the others?” “Yeah, sure. C’mon George.” Lotte grabs George’s arm and pulls him on to the dance floor. I want to follow them, but Fred holds me back. “Wait, I… I have something to tell you. It… It’s the first part of the story.”
Aaahh!! Awesome, can't wait for the next part!
BeantwoordenVerwijderenWhee I'm in it!! I feel honored. But... my name's Ernö and not Ërno XD
BeantwoordenVerwijderenHaha sorry, I knew that, tiredness-typo's. I'm going to change it. :P
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