Sweet Little Blue Eyes

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Amber's POV

Eve looked very tired once she arrived at the Donut Palace.

"What's wrong?"

"You mean besides everything?"

Eva grunted and set her head on her arms on the yellow, polka dot table.

"Evaline, seriously what's wrong?"

"Honestly, I'm still figuring it out."

Shaking my head at her indirectness, I knew something was bothering her which must have been connected to her family.

I just wonder what.

"Well, well, well, isn't it the pretty princess run away?"

Eva and I turned around to see Vincent and his gang approaching our table.

Where Scott when you needed him?

Eva let out an exasperated sigh and grunt. A little annoyance beamed in me.

What would this troublemaker want?

"What you do want Vincent?"

I shot him a small glare as he sat casually on Scott's usual grey, cushioned seat.

"Not even a 'how's dear Vincent' or 'oh,Vince,how I missed you' at all?"

He did an imaginary hair flip as four other guys laughed at his high fake voice.

I gagged.

"Spit it out, Vincy."

Eva finally returned to her old self by standing and looking straight up into Vincent's cold eyes.

She had a speck of venom and a couple gallons of sarcasm in her nickname for Vincent.

At least part of her was back.

"To introduce you to my new friend."

"What does she have to do with your new friend?"

At this point, I was not only frustrated, I was little curios.

If it hadn't been noticed, I quite enjoy asking questions.

Vincent stood up and pouted pretendedly at me then back to Eva.

"Oh my, you didn't tell her? How hurt I am, dear, dear, cousin."

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Scott's POV

Sighing, I ran my hand through my hair and stare back at those dull, grey eyes, in the mirror.

Stupid clown stickers.

Why do have to make clowns their main decoration theme for a bathroom?

I mean like, I would understand if they put stickers of Percy Jackson or Ariel or Nemo on the wall, but clowns?

Why?

Why?!

Society is nuts.

Not the nice kind of walnuts or macadamia nuts, but like crazy nuts.

No offense squirrels.

Just thinking.

Slowly, I pushed the heavy red, metal door open.

The Donut Palace was a very nice place really.

Bright baby blue, like Eve's eyes, not as pretty though, and yellow walls like....

Well, yellow walls.

The tables were arranged neatly in columns with the booths on the far right side of the place.

It was a bright, colorful place.

Very close to campus actually so Donut Palace had always been popular.

I saw a few boys gathering around our table. Instantly my instincts picked up as i hurriedly walked towards the table where I recognized the boy who made our teacher mad.

What was his name again?

More importantly, what does he want ?

"-dear, cousin."

I shot Amber a confused look and she shook her head softly.

She was as confused as I was.

Eves wore a stone cold face.

I didn't like her poker face.

She looked better with a smile.

But what was really surprising was whom I saw among the gang.

An old friend from my old orphanage home.

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Yes, I know, long time since my previous chap and im really sorry guys and gals :3

So normal drill.

Thoughts?:)

~Bërrÿ