When The Stars Twinkle

I'll Be Your Guardian

Hey readers :), I just wanted to clear up that Luna is Selene’s nickname. So in Elliott’s POV and lines, she is called Luna. But in the narrator’s part, she’s still Selene. However, for Selene, Elliott’s nickname is El. So yeah. Ugh. I’m confused too. Oh well. We’ll get used to it. Well. Enjoy! :D

“WHEN THE STARS TWINKLE”

CHAPTER 3:

I’ll Be Your Guardian

[Narrator]

It was already full morning, and people everywhere started appearing, wearing different kinds of tops with different colors of coats, wearing boots, wearing converse, and wearing ballet flats. Luna had drifted to the part of the outlet outside McDonalds; they had just finished eating and our incredibly hot fallen angel was still in the comfort room. Selene stood still and waited, observing everyone passing her. This was her first time to examine human beings in their natural habitat, and they sure looked pretty busy and happy at the same time; she was watching these magnificent creatures and she was sitting in the front row.

She liked their perspective in life; they looked like they took on whatever God gave them, but with smiles on their faces. Three boys have already hit on her, and five girls have already given her a bitchy glare, but she didn’t know, she was too busy innocently looking at a middle-aged woman with her husband who were murmuring to each other; they had been glaring at her for the longest time and she didn’t know why. She put her hands in her pockets and bit her lip. Suddenly, the old couple marched towards her, their black hair with sprouting gray strings swishing in the cold wind. She was really thankful with what she was wearing; keeping her snug and warm.

[Selene]

Speaking of the clothes I’m wearing..

“Excuse me, young lady. But where did you get your clothes?” The woman spoke acidly through gritted teeth. What does she mean by that? She sounded angry.

“I-I’m sorry.. What?” I replied taking a step backwards and gulping loudly. The wind suddenly whooshed loudly in time with the woman’s temper.

“Your clothes; where did you get them?” She narrowed her eyes and pointed at her sweater. I looked down on myself getting confused. I really didn’t get what they were saying then I turned my head to the man.

“You see young lady, some of our garments suddenly disappeared this morning.. They didn’t fly away so someone probably took them.” He spoke clearly and crossed his arms, looking at me with a look that said just-say-it-was-you-who-took-them.

“I-i.. I didn’t—“ I stuttered. I didn’t know what to say. El took the clothes, I didn’t. I didn’t know how to get out of a jam like this.

The woman charged and started tugging on my, no, actually, her, clothes and clawing them off of me.

“You thief!” She spat, “Take those off! I paid for those!” A curious crowd started surrounding us and they looked at me like I was bad. Was I bad?

“I-I’m sorry!” I pried her hands off and started removing the sweater and sweats; I started to feel the cold wind penetrate into my skin. I covered myself; I was only in the pink laced undergarments now; my chocolate locks cascading down my shoulders, being the only thing keeping me warm. I started shaking and rubbed my hands on my arm. I could hear the males hooting and whistling, the women gasping and scoffing. The lady bent down and pulled off the flip-flops. Right now, at this very moment, I felt naked, alone, and scared. I bowed my head, and continued to cover myself.

“Hey! She’s getting cold!” A man shouted. Thank you for noticing that, unfamiliar person. A small smile tugged on my lips, but it was concealed by my long hair.