Zoe didn't stop smiling and shoving her tattoos in my face as we walked back, our arms linked as we leaned on each other, our giggles dancing around in the air, there wasn't a single soul out any more, even the cafe was closed.
A few houses were still alive with sound and light, but all the blinds and curtains were closed, a few of the more rebellious house holds would be looking out the window, or even have their windows open a touch, which was particular, because it was freezing out.
I mean, unless their house was a sauna, i can't imagine why they would want to welcome such a bitter weather. I hadn't spoken a word since we left, only giggled along, my mind wasn't in the conversation as much as it should be.
My shoulder throbbed a little, but i couldn't express that, not after Zoe getting four tattoos, and not complaining about one. Besides, i'm in area five, if i don't toughen up, they will be having me for breakfast.
The sidewalk was bumpy, and the gravel was solid, not like back home, the floor was always perfect, not a dent in sight, not one piece of lose gravel moved. It's so weird to go from everything being simple and perfect.
To everything being so oddly made, even the houses were crooked and i swear their door open the wrong way too!
The windows were laced with cobwebs and mould, and their gardens were over grown and nothing looked like anyone had a care for it.
Even the posh area, they have vines growing up their houses, and yet, strangely enough i haven't seen anyone nearly as depressed as the atmosphere, all the stories i grew up with are just proving to be fake.
"So what else did you get?" Zoe asked, pulling me from my peaceful thoughts.
"A tattoo"
"Let me see!" I smiled and stopped, turning my back on her and re-positioning the shirt to expose my shoulder, pushing my shirt further down so she can see it completely."
"What's the writing?"
"It's Elvish for 'Not all those who wander are lost' then it says Gandalf, because that's who said it."
"What the hell is Elvish?" She scoffed.
"It's from Lord Of The Rings, i love the books. It's the Elves language." I explained, lifting my shirt up and turning back to face her, feeling like a complete nerd.
"It's cute!" She exclaimed, linking our arms again.
"Should you be out here?" A voice boomed and we span around, coming face to face with a dark shadow, but when the shadow stepped under the bright orange street lamp, a small gasp left my mouth.
"Harry?" I questioned, and his eyes shot to me.
"Elizabeth, i think you and your friend should get back." He stated sternly, a frown found it's way to my face at his sudden harsh attitude.
"We were-" I began but Zoe stepped in front of me, shutting me up.
"Chill out, we just went and got bad-ass-ed up!" I rolled my eyes and stood beside her, watching Harry's face twist with confusion.
"What?"
"We got tattoos and piercings, and Liz dyed her hair!" She explained, as if a monkey would have guessed.
"It doesn't make you a 'badass'" Harry scoffed, rolling his green eyes.
"She was kidding, we just wanted to try to express ourselves." I interjected, pinching Zoe's arm discreetly to keep her quiet.
"Right, well you should go." Harry finalized and with that, i span around on my heel, and quickly dragged Zoe behind me, wanting to get as far from his bad attitude.
"He's hunky!" Zoe said with a giggle. I sighed and looked over my shoulder. His lean figure was becoming faded, but i could still see that his arms were crossed and he was watching us, making sure we were going back.
I shook my head and let Zoe re-link our arms for what felt like the hundredth time, her eyes darted over to me as she smirked.
"He's got the hots for you, you know." She began, a throaty grunt left my lips as i rolled my head about, stomping my feet.
"Shut up, Zoe!" I said and she let out a mangled laugh.
"And you've got the hots for mr Harry" She pronounced his name with a girlish style, dragging the 'y' out and i couldn't help but laugh as she lent on my arm and laughed too.
//Hey, this was just a quick filler, next chapter will be really action packed!
Please can you guys comment and stuff, because a lot of you read and vote it, but i'm not getting much support, comment wise, so it would mean a lot if you did.
Thank you!
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//Also, the tattoo on the side doesn't have the quote from the story, i just love that quote and love The Lord Of The Rings, so i felt it was something nice to add in!//
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Wreckless
FanfictionOn your sixteenth birthday. You undergo a test. This test determines which of five areas you are to live in. Your life depends souly on your area. So what happens when one person wants to change it?