The Fallen [writer's block]

Justine's Return

Song of the Week: FANCY - IGGY AZALEA FEATURING CHARLI XCX

Takin' all the liquor straight, never chase that (never)

Rooftop like we bringin' '88 back (what?)

Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?

Champagne spillin', you should taste that

(Charli XCX)

I'm so fancy

You already know

I'm in the fast lane

From L.A. to Tokyo

I'm so fancy

Can't you taste this gold?

Remember my name

'Bout to blow

  (Iggy Azalea)

I said, "Baby, I do this, I thought that you knew this."

Can't stand no haters and honest, the truth is

(A/N don't judge me I danced to this for my final project and its been stuck in my head, might as well get it stuck in your heads as well :D)

Chapter 19

 

I couldn’t believe my eyes  black hair, blue highlights, and tan skin.Wait oh my goodness, dear heavens. Is that a crop top? Is that a belly piercing?

In that moment the person who’s body that piercing was on moved, causing the light to catch onto the little diamond on the pale person’s stomach.  It felt odd to look at yourself but not really look at yourself. 

Justine might have gonna a tiny bit overboard with the whole I’m married now I don’t need your approval bit.  

Where’s Kyle? In that moment I saw Kyle his blonde hair was a bit lighter, he looked less tense and a LOT more relaxed than normal. 

I took a deep breath and released it as quickly as I could. Justine was literally five steps away from me and she was tapping her foot impatiently. Probably wanting an explanation.  Well she isn’t getting one any time soon. 

Justine took long strides towards me. Her crop top seemed to have risen up higher, and Kyle didn’t like it -at ALL. He was behind her franticly covering her overly exposed midsection. Well that’s what it looked like, he could really run AND cover Justine while hold what looked like 30 suitcases.

“Hi Justine how was your trip?”

 

I didn’t wait for a reply. I walked ahead of her and placed my shades over my eyes and helped Kyle out with some suitcases. 

“Jessica, what the hell! I come back and find out your leaving? I mean thats just a little irrational!”

I ignored Justine and kept walking. Kyle looked at my with a bit of worry  but was grimacing at Justine. I hadn’t informed Justine about the prophecy yet and I hadn’t told her of my position with the Forgotten children. It wasn’t really something that could be done over the phone. It was a miracle she hadn’t questioned where Corinna and Ashton were. Its not like you can tell her. 

“I mean seriously you’re my twin not the damn president. Kacie wouldn’t tell me anything!-“

As if on cue I saw blonde hair next to the sleek black car I’d bought over the last couple of weeks. Of course Justine finally stopped complaining and ran to her best friend. I reached around and found my keys. I unlocked the trunk and let Kyle pop the suitcases into the trunk.