THE LAST WOLF STANDING.2 ✅ Complete and Edited

🕐🕓: THE BEAUTY BEHIND THE THORNS

(Talent? What is it specifically? Is it born or raised to perfection? is it taught or created? What is talent to me? I believe it's something we are all born with. Yes, as absurd as it is, its true. Every talent is naturally born into someone like DNA to a human cell. Even though countless have tried to prove that theory wrong and have had theirs by learning it's not as easy as just having it naturally as breathing. It's the whole nature vs nurture debate. For those who have to learn need to practice so it can behave like a backbone in their bodies but for those who are born with it only need to show up and do it. There goes the phrase do what you are naturally good at. Even so no matter born with or learnt they are both hard to express sometimes due to various conditions, name them.  But when we do find it easy to control we are sure to allow it to flow as free as air when we play around with it. Different people find it naturally like a heartbeat, it pumps in our minds and body and expressing it comes out so easy as A B C. For others it has to be taught so that it can bloom, nurtured so it can bring itself to the light. Everyone is different, every talent is different but what is not so different is the joy, the happiness, the bursting uplifting heavenly feeling when one shows their talent to the world whether learnt or born with. Even if the world is just your lonely room or an audience, it doesn't matter who you feed it to as long as you let it out. The beauty of talent is it does make this pitiful world shine bright.)

"How many times do I have to tell you, put the chair in the middle?" Screams Hayden at the drama council members. "What's the point of a committee if I have to do everything myself?" She yells dragging the chair where she needed it to be making sure to loudly tap the bottom of the chair on the floor board of the stage twice to make her point. Today was among the two days of the talent show search for the school royal Disney princess costume party. Hayden was at her hilt with all the  searching, coordinating, creating, theme colours, arrangement, it was all necessary for a perfect party. Especially a perfect party she was throwing. Thus as the president of the preparation club, miss Hayden was not having any stains on her plans. Not gonna forgive any small mistakes so everyone was on their toes waiting for orders. Of course everyone enjoyed the parties thrown by Hayden, they were lit the only problem was how hard she worked them to death so they could pull it off. Can't have someone enjoy what they did work for. Work so you can eat was her motto. Speaking of having this in check she her judges for the talent pick arrived taking their designated seats as per labelled. "Efficient as ever." Derrick states laughing at the labelled cards on the tables computerized names in cursive writing. "I will probably take this with me." Ruby states picking the triangular prism with her name on it loving the patterns and colours and especially the small lovely emoji female judge at the end of letter  y . "Took you eons but welcome." "Aeons? I arrived at the same time as her." defends Derrick "She was here earlier, had to leave for a bathroom break." Why is he here again? He was yet to settle and Hayden was already up his ass. "I crucified vital time Hayden don't spend it on senseless argument." "You are right I have two days to create the best cast for the show, let's get to judging."

"Hey Joan call in the victims ..." "What do you mean by victims?!" Hayden yells at Jack who was busy stretching his legs on the seat in front of him. It was good to see him this way after the rough weekend they all just had. She could only hope the wounds under her pull neck were going to heal soon so that he cannot remember the tragedy that befell him. It looked like Derrick was on the same track dressed in a long shirt adding a coat to cover the holes from Jack's fangs. That is how it always was for him. The fangs were laced with a slow acting poison that kept the wounds from fast healing. One had to purge it out through blood draining then followed by a lot of blood drinking. It was always hell but Jack didn't know this, he didn't have to according to the silver haired. So seeing that smile shining on a Monday morning was satisfying. "Of course not did I say victims I meant contestants my bad." The Asian takes back what he said so fast can't have the female chopping off his head at the moment, still needs it. She was at party preparation president mode, anything distracting gets the gallow treatment. "Derrick you better not tick everyone on this list like a bench of yes men. Ruby dear I trust your judgement don't be afraid to kick out a bastard and a bitch if you need to." Yes the two nod vigorously noting a point has been made. Victims of promises.