Hasn't anyone ever told you not to Blink?
Blink and you're dead.
Blink and you're forgotten.
Don't Blink.
You've been warned. Good Luck
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Meet Tunbridge College's walking mystery. A girl named Blink who eats candy to quell her smoking u...
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Justin's sudden romp through the door to Althea's Barbie bedroom caused the music notes to come to an insane halt. Snapping her head up from the long keys, Blink could see the fury radiating from Justin's eyes and when they landed on her she was the one who removed Althea's hands from the piano all together.
"Hey! I wasn't done" Althea whined, tapping her hand on the fallboard that Blink had closed delicately.
"Thats all for now," Blink whispered. Her gaze wasn't even trained on her little sister's pouted lip and whiny attempt to pull it back up. Instead, she focused on Justin and his uneven breathing. He was on the verge of livid and in the short time she knew him, she knew that this type of behavior from him couldn't be good. Justin was rarely anything but collected.
While she was witnessing his inner fury, he was staring at her in a completely different way— in a whole new light. It wasn't in a bad way, not in the slightest, and he would be crazy to ever look at her in a negative light. Now he saw Blink, the real Blink, for the first time and she was beautiful. From an outsider looking in they would never be able to see all the shit she'd been through...especially things that she shouldn't have had to go through.
Striding from the doorframe he'd stormed through, he was over to Blink in seconds. Pulling her up from the bench, he wasted no time grabbing a hold of either side of her cheeks and bringing her plump lips to his own.
Shocked still, Blink took a few seconds to respond, but as soon as her arms wrapped around his neck and her head tilted to the side, they both smiled into the kiss. When the liplock grew from pecks to something short of making out Althea squealed in both delight and repulsion.
After she watched Justin take her sister into her arms, she sprung from the white piano bench, her smile wider than ever and her hands clapping together in utter glee. Finally when she realized that the two were in fact making out, she shriveled back in disgust, her little tongue sticking out as she closed her eyes. "Yuck"
With his hands glued to either side of her waist and their tongues meshing together in perfect harmony, Blink pulled away from the kiss when her sister continued to squeal. As her cheeks burned red and Justin smiled cheekily, the two peered down at the giddy six year old who was now tugging on both of their pant legs.
"I'm taking you two out" Justin laughed when another loud squeal erupted from Althea when he picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder.
Her braid was falling apart over the course of seconds as gravity took its hold. Essentially upside-down, she made an extra effort to peer at her sister over Justin's broad shoulder. "Putem pleca, sora?"
(Can we go, sister?)
Justin's eyebrows immediately furrowed when he heard the foreign language come from the six year old's mouth. "Are you kidding me?" He chuckled, pulling the red faced kid from over his shoulder to hold her out in front of him as if she was a rare sight. "Are my girls bilingual?" He questioned.
