The Paradox (OLD)

VIII

In a only few hours, the grand ball would take place. Everyone who would be addending the ball had arrived. Karol brushed out Gregori's fiancée's hair. She was Beatriks Black, a beautiful girl of only eighteen. She was slender, tall, and as expected pale. Her long ebony black hair was straight and fell over her shoulders down almost to her elbows, her long straight fringe bad seem as if she had no eyebrows at all. But her most stunning feature would be her striking sapphire blue eyes.

"Nice to meet you again, Lady Blackwood, or should it be future Lady Tamm?" Karol giggled tying in her bow on the top of her head.

"Just call me Bea, or Trixie." She smiled, shrugging her shoulders.

"What's the sudden change in personality?" Karol new Beatriks from the when they were very small, if though he had "forgotten" most of his childhood memories, he always remember that she would always want people to referr to her as Lady Black, even her closest friend could only call her "Beatriks". She said that's would her mother wanted her to do, no one believed her, well, until they met her mother. A young woman with the personality of an old hag.

"I'm just happier, I have always had always like Gori, ever since I was a little girl," she smiled batting her eyelashes.

"I see... so I can have Lukey now, can I?" Karol joked.

"Sure, he has no money!" Beatriks joked imatating her mother's voice.

"Oooh, I just remember, I promised Irina I'd give her a make-over,"

"See you at the ball," she smiled tying he laces of her black wooden high heel boots.

Karol left the room. Beatriks sighed, "What an idiot!"

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"Hey, hurry up!" Klara shouted jumped from the roof of a garage down on to the street below her.

A red haired man followed, "Slow down!"

"Oh no! Tyler's getting old!" Klara pretended to gasp, but then winked and giggled, "C'mon! They're having a sale at the comic-book store, I wanna look in there before I get to work,"

"Is this what the fuss is all about?" Tyler sighed. "I thought girls don't like comicbooks?"

Klara stuck out her tounge playfully.

She climbed on top of a wall. She folded her arms,"Come on, hurry up! Don't me lazy, I'm the one wearing heels!"

"Please... gasp...just...gasp....slow...gasp...down!"

"Just turned into a wolf already! This is Rus, not Prístav! You're aload do to that kinda stuff!"

"Oh thank Lupa!" he howled.

 He jumped down from the wall, turning into coyote.

"Hurry up!" They ran, girl and coyote side-by-side running through the streets. Until they reached a large shop with the sign reading "Cosmo Comics".

Tylor turned back into his human form.

"Hey Hana! Hey Oleg! Has the new Black Hawk issue come out yet?" Klara asked.

"Yes," said Oleg handing her the comic.

"161 rubles! You have to kidding me!" Klara shouted.

"Well, this one of the only places were you can buy these comic, sorry Klara." Oleg said

Klara flipped her dirty-blonde hair and tutted, "Fine!" and handed over the money.

Two people walked into the shop, "I don't think you'd like it here," said Maja looking up at her brother swinging up the door open.