Everyone carries a mark that tells the number of lives they have lived. This is about a 16 year old girl named Luna, What is her hatred? Her curse. Her symbol? A Infinity Symbol.
Ranks:(Highest; or just in general)
#2 In Suicide Mention
#508 In Abus...
Recap: Georgie giggles, smiling. I smile as Georgie gets in the middle. We all hug and snuggle to sleep. A peaceful warm way to fall asleep.
A/N: This chapter starts out Feb.2nd, then gets to Feb.8, So it's kinda before the recap.
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James's POV
It's February 2nd, There is a dance for Grade 3 and up. I think that's cool. So I guess I'm going. I'm currently in my art class, admiring Mason Williams. I'm instinctively drawing him, his soft features. Drawing his short black hair, his emerald green eyes, And his kind smile. I just admire him from afar, shyly.
"Mr.Crystal?" I look up, seeing my teacher and other students looking at me. "Uh, Yes?" I ask, He just shakes his head. "Something more important then instructions?" He asks. I shake my head, seeing Mason's emerald eyes stare at me. "Sorry sir. I was just... drawing.." I say, covering my sketch book. "And what might you have drawn?"
"A person. I was staring off into my imagination to get the picture." I say, not fully a lie.. He just sighs, continuing on with class, the stares leave my way. I sigh, paying attention till after class. At the end of class I go up to Mason. "H-hello, M-Mason W-Williams?" I ask stuttering. He looks at me confused.
"Yes?" He answers. I blush, flustered. "W-what are you d-doing after s-school?" I ask shyly. He smiles. "Nothing, Why?" He answers, "w-well, would y-you like to hang out? I-it can be t-the p-park?" I ask. He giggles, it's so cute. "Sure, Where?" I shrug. "Where do you wanna go?" I ask, not stuttering now. He smiles. "How about my house?" He asks, confidently.
I nod. "Sure!" I say excited. "See you later....?" He says, "Oh, it's James." "James." I smile. "Bye.." I say, him nodding as we go to different classes, waiting for after school.
~Small Time Skip; Lunch~
I sit down at my usual lunch table, empty and alone. I watch Mason Williams from afar, as he talks to the cooler kids of our grade. It may not be high school, but they are the equivalent of 'popular's.' Mason looks over at my table, I quickly look down at my sketchbook, as to not let him see me staring. I finish a sketch of me hanging lifeless in a tree.
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Out of the corner of my eye, I see Mason walking over to me. I outline things that need to be darker, until he grabs my sketchbook. "H-Hey! M-Mason." I shyly say. "Who is this James?" He asks. "U-Uh... M-Me..." I say honestly. Why the hell were you honest to who you like?? I sigh out loud. "Why James?" He asks, sitting down and giving me my sketchbook back.
