"If I only knew this, I've just wished I never asked him so," - Genie of DEATH
Evangelina Olive Prucio(Violet)'s P O V:
I floated around every corner of my lamp. It was a purple-colored liqud and I took a little peek to see if someone had really rubbed me. Every time I get rubbed, every time I get the ability to float and open my eyes clearly and widely that there was no need to squint. After fifteen years I'd slept here, at last I've been awakened.
*WOOSH*
I could see the look of my master as he shot me an eyes of amazement, probbably he had never never seen a Genie in ages, and now he did. I bowed down to him, showing respect to the sixteenth master I've ever served. He gave me another shot of that brows, and I gave him a shot of a sweet-flirted Genie Smile.
"Master. I've come here to serve you. Thankyou for waking me up. Just give me your three greatest desires and I'll give it to you right away." I said, his brow didn't change. But the more I looked at him, the more I get to blush. But then he gave me another look that is kind of unfamillar. He really believed me for who and WHAT I am, compared to the rest of my masters, who never listened to me of my being and still have to give an evidence like flying around their houses or sometimes showing them my tail which was chained to my One and only home, the lamp. But before I could get on with my daydreams, he questioned me something meant "To die for."
"Anything?" He asked.
I laughed a little and flattered him a bit. He asked me a question like he was looking for an answer sheet for his periodical. I gave him the sheet.
"Anything!"
Dylan's P O V
*A week before the Genie had just awakened*
"I'm done with you!" I yelled at Kimberly Smith, now my 'ex', who just had a make-out scene with Blake Anderson, my rival for the most popular guy in school earlier. He was the witness.
"I'm so sorry Dylan,, er, I didn't mean it! It was him, he flattered me, and--"
She knew the face in my look, the shimmering blue eyes, the average brows and everythiing which made her stop. She looked really innocent, like she never mean it to happen. But make outing with an another guy is definetly way too pressure for the first One. After three years of having a girlfriend in 7th Grader is different. Having a date on secret restaurants, make outs in bathroom only, and hiding your blackberry curve so that your parents will never know.
She dropped a single tear in her eye and ran away. I was too disappointed at her, Kimberly promised me that she wouldn't cry, and this is the first time I saw her wiping her tears.
Eavesdroppers started brushing around Shellvine High. You won't even notice they were there, until they just left after the dramatic scene had just ended. No more Romeo. Nor Juliet. Just whispers all the way out. I reached for my locker, I pulled out the nasty photo of hers and threw it straightly to the 'Recyclable' bin which was written "dispose properly.''
And then I just found my self in the Science Lab, about three chairs away from Kim.
"Dylan.." Liam whispered in my ear, my best friend that is quite a gossiper.
"Hmm?" I groaned.
"I heard you dumped Kimberly."
"Yeah."
"I just saw her having a date with Anderson. She seems happy."
"What's is it to you?" I questioned him eye to eye, he remained silent.
YOU ARE READING
Genie of DEATH.
FantasyEvangelina Olive Prucio, also known as Violet, an innocent Genie fell for her master the moment she sees him in the eyes. Unfortunately, it was forbidden for Genies to kiss their master, for Violet to take note of the law, she had granted the second...
