Recape
your subconscious never know about your mate. Until you meet them. You can't dream of them before you have met"
That made Lola nervous and confuse.
So the dream means something else. She had it all wrong.....
" you just gotta feel it," Morrell's voice boomed in Heather's head as she gritted her teeth. "feel the book. Feel the feelings of it"
"books don't have feelings" she gritted out as her hand started to shake and clenched at her sides.
Later that day after working around in the library Morrell had asked them to practice thier powers. As that was a part of thier class. She wanted them to be calmed down as she gave them works to not think about using thier powers as that would make them stress out.
"they..." Morrell sighed closing her eyes and shook her head.
" H, it's working okay... It's moving... Just don't lose your focus" Lola whispered slightly not to snap Heather out of her trance.
Heather squeezed her eyes shut then took deep breaths. Letting her muscles relax in thier place.
The book started to fly around, catching Morrell's eye. Lola jumped up squealing in her hand. Happy to see the improvement. Morell grinned at that as Heather just focused on picturing well feeling the book's feelings. If that could ever make sense.
Dylan walked in the room, adrubdly yelled
"hey Morrell, I can't find...,"
... OUCH"
He rubbed his head as the book fell on top of his head and then tumbled down to the floor.
Lola burst out laughing as Morrell shook her head.
Dylan glared at Heather who shrugged smiling sheepishly.
" your own fault"
" My f-Fault?" Dyaln pointed to himself with both hands as he looked at Heather with unbelieving face. His eyes almost popping out of its socket, his voice high pitched.
" Guess what..? You will always be the star of your own victim list" Heather replied sassily making dylan groaned shaking his head
"Sup, Morrell" a blonde haired girl entered as she threw her bag on the chair and chewed a gum.
"Caroline, " morell nodded as a greeting. The girl was pretty much tall, a blonde hair, a nice cheekbones and warm blue eyes. She was wearing some tank top that showed her tatoes that littered on her arm.
"glad you came."
"yeah we thought you were dead or something" Dylan tilted his head nodding smirking lightly as the girl Caroline chewed and rolled her eye. "or maybe rolled in the mud till you ended up deep in it.. With that boyfriend of yours" he winked at the end.
"M'huhm yeah." her eyes rested on the two new faces.
"you hired new fleshies?"
Morell chuckled
" this is Lola and Heather," morell pointed to the girls who were now standing closer.
"and this Blondie here is Caroline. She works with us too. Uh. She is usually on the counter."
"hey"
" I like your cap" Caroline chewed on her gum as she complemented Heather who grinned showing off a little.
" Caroline can you please help Dylan and Heather cleaning the area?" Morrell said desperately nodding her head.
"it's squeaky clean" Heather pipped up as Dylan nodded
" yeah and i'd rather not work with her after she pulled 'that' on me " Dylan said glaring at Heather who giggled.
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Inevitable
Werewolf" I am not the Bad Guy" She mumbled so quietly but the the werewolf's ear didn't miss it. Thier fingers tangled as they looked into each other's eyes. Mesmerized by the power that was lurking around them " I don't care " he mumbled as his orbs s...
