Cold: The Darker Side Of Evil

Chapter 2

I shake my head, returning to reality. The guys are still complaining over the cartoon. So immature. Right away I wanted to slap them faces. I caught a grip on myself and took a deep breath.

Control, En. I thought. Control.

"Shut the freak up!" Yelled frustrated.

"I second!" Annoyed agreed.

"Turn it off!" Fear says.

"But it's too far." Annoyed whined and flapped his hand in front of the television.

This gone for too long.

I head over to the television and turn the it off. The men stare at me. I set a hand on my hip and lean.

"Better?" I asked.

"See? Someone had to do it." Fear stated.

"But now I have nothing to do, scary cat." Annoyed commented.

Fear hides behind the couch. Annoyed grunts.

"My work here is done." I said in a cheerful tone.

I leave the rec room and continued my walk. On my way, I pass Love. He has gray hair (He's not that old) and green eyes. He has eyeshadow on and some other make up. That's what the girls like. I usually always see him with at least one woman. This time he doesn't. I guess it's almost curfew so they must've gone home. Love gives me a wink.

"Bug off!" I yell.

"Don't you want some pretty lady?" Love says motioning my towards him.

"In your dreams." I fold my arms and look away. Love has a long history of being drunk. When he's drunk, he can be, well, sexual.

"It seems you need some Love in your life." He shakes his hips.

Drunk. Yet. Totally drunk. I thought.

"No, I think I'm good." I said and start to head to my appartment.

"Positive. You know the ladies love me."

Self rightous phony.

"I said I'm good!"

"Okay okay. I'll be going now."

Good.

In my point of view, I view Love as a player. He's always with a woman or should I say women. He's not married (I wonder why) and will probably never be. There is too many reasons why I don't like him. That's will be in another book. A book with well over 300 pages. No kidding. I won't even bother. A waste of time and effort.

By twin, zeal, comes by. She is wearing a bright dress and sandals. Her hair is rose pink and in a loose braid. She is always in a good mood. She always sees the bright side of everything. And I mean everything. When my brother died, she cheered me up. He died of being a regular. I think I might be on the verge as well. Enthusiasm is a intense feeling of eagerness. I can feel other emotions as well. I best not show them in public. I can't afford to be the next Stubborn.

"Eny!" Zeal shouts.

"Hey, Zeal!" I yell and pull Zeal into a hug. It's been two weeks since I last seen Zeal. That was a coincidence. I ran into her at a supermarket. No kidding, I ran her over with a shopping cart. We laughed it off. No harm done.

"How has my little Eny been?" Zeal asked.

"Great!"

"Yay!"

We both laughed. It felt go good to laugh again. I usually don't laugh with any of my other friends. She's funny, smart, wise, and sets other people's needs in front of hers. A good friend, a perfect twin. We were born on the same day. That's the best part. 10/7/07.

"Well, better now." I say.

"Aww my twinzy missed me." Zeal teased. We laugh again.

"No..." I said sarcastically.

"En, you know what would happen if you show more than one emotion."

"I'm still Enthusiasm."

"I know but..."

"Say no more. It's so hard to set an act."

"I know but please, I can't loose any more. No my best friend."

"Hey, Zeal."

She looks up. She has a worried look in her eyes. Zeal can't afford to be worried.

"What happened to Hyped?" I finish.

"I wish I knew. I'm sorry."

What happened to her. It's not like her to miss out on such important events like studying. She's a nerd, she needs her books.

"It's not your fault." That's all I can say until I know what happened to her.

"Yeah, I know. It's just that we all planned to have a game night in the rec. room tomorrow. It's not like her to vanish like that. It's either she joined the rebels. That I don't know anything about! Or our lovely dictator took her."

Joy has eyes and ears everywhere. One in five people are part of her secret agent team and growing. More like undercover cops. Most of the regulars are caught by them. If I am on a verge of becoming a regular, I need to join the rebels. Enough said. 

One thing is off, I don't know where the rebels are. Nobody knows.