Regret

29: Coldest Payback 1

Celeste's POV

In a sleeveless over-knee pure white dress and high cut black shoes for a new day, incorporating with a thin navy blue choker and my recently returned short locks. If thoughts are on cosmetics, gray liner and red lippy are worn. "Gwaenchaneulkke. (It will be fine.)" I told my mirror reflection and complied to my twin brother in a silver hoodie, rust trousers, and cream laced ankle boots. He nodded at me gesturing to move ahead. Stepping down the stairs synchronized, the Min twins on the couches came into view. "Annyeong~ (Hi~)" hugs and greetings to us four.

"Meomulleo eodiro? (Where are you staying?)" I inquired. "In a hotel a few blocks from your cousin Lily's. We recognized her from supposedly  their rooftop in headphones on her laptop." Youngji described. "If the color is sea-green and shimmering, it's theirs."Lune said. Jangmi  nodded to that, thus the right house. We four trailed outside to the streets as the words made a period.

In an hour, the party will flow. At the moment we are strategizing by the long drapes of the left portion in the soundproof cellar. We prayed that the scheme will uplift but if it won't, He must mean challenge and counsel. Exposing ourselves, Lacey, Ah-Seun and I, Clare came to sight earlier as she usually is. Our comrades, shadowed beneath the drapes reposed on toes. Making a minute piece of the attendance are Reye, Ren, Sten, Yun, Zera, Carrie, Lawrence and Art. Here we are, compressed and engaged in fast talks while I try to scrutinize each furtively...

...Nothing. No dark energies found in this batch. Blinking twice, our total rose completing us at almost the time to start. Apart that is a gentle sense of sinister ringing without a sound.

"Sweet dreams are rhythm and dancing..."

Needed not to be told, we dispersed for our own things either to dance, munch, or just chill. One side depicts caution yet for a while, I chose to party. Freestyle-dancing...

Ugh!

Thinking of my flow of movement was interrupted with a writhing impact by my leg. With a glimpse, spotted is a needle. No more dancing, it must be it. I pulled it off me nonetheless. I do not want any bad occurrence yet before I could block what was coming, a metallic cube came in contact with my stomach, crashing me and the party. My waist seems so bruised. The eyes are apparently on me concerning the sharp action. I supported myself up and there released the many thick objects, sharp blades, that I avoided without using ice. Missed me. Ani! (No!) I slightly collapsed when spikes succeeded in reaching to me on my back. I lifted my head and noticed the pause and fall of a knife feet away from me. My hands tried to remove those on my back and unfortunately the gesture worsened the pain. Everybody seemed lifeless, unmoving, stiffened at the scenes.

Clare stepped with her eyes still on me but was pulled back by a loud light voice. "Move and say goodbye!" Still at this state, I tilted my head to the voice's direction, through one corner. I expected this, these people. Our class' plastics: Lia, Anaisse, Renee, Trix and Eileen. Presences, dark ones, surrounded me. Shifting attention...them? So they loathe me as bad as those girls do? Even they think my power is dark.

These 'spikes' are consistent on me, even the surge of warm liquid from the wounds. Helpless. No, a force disarmed them that they fell to the smooth floor. The twinges, together with the bruises created by the first attacks, cooled, not from my ice, it is someone behind the drapes I know. They seemed to lighten, seconds after, they had gone. Due to the swift remedy, I managed to stand erect and smoothly. Their eyes, excepting the two's that stuck down, depicted question marks and red exclamation points. "How could you be alright when you were injured?" Klein asks. "You're a true witch, no doubt." Stella accused that elicited the word of Lily's raspy texture. "I did that~ and she is not who you think she is. About time you hear the naked reality. Celeste and her twin Lune were delivered out with it: ice. It is inborn and intended positively. I have mine—healing others by smiles and self-healing." appearing, she beamed more to end her testimony. "Hmph. Fictitious. Then, who halted the knife I threw?" Lia darted an annoying stare at me. "Me." Hans who came out next. "I can deflect, and it was new to me."