"Found Wickeds"
OUR wallclock tick-tocking when its hands struck five o'clock and then my eyes widened and my body told me to wake and raise up.
I was still in my bed, and rubbed my face with my cold hands. The air was so fresh that the curtains were dancing, the birds were chirping and the leaves of the trees around and above us were shaking themselves.
The wind created a beautiful and melodic sounds that made me hummed and whistle the tweets of the flying birds above our roofs.
I saw Sue dressed with yellow sweater and blue ripped jeans with a headband on her head standing in front of her music amplifiers. She pulled down and pushed up some of its buttons and pressed the play button.
The music she produced was something new I heard and it filled our tree house. That was great and it made me rose from my bed and started to dance and sing some lyrics that my heart wanted to tell.
I immediately took a bath and dressed with white sleeveless and purple checkered long sleeveless paired with faded jeans that has a length of just between my knees and ankles. And I tied my black long hair after I queued into fishtail style.
The music still goes on even after I dressed.
"You're really good in producing music," I complimented her.
"Well... Thank you, but I think my music will be more beautiful if you will add some lyrics to it. Would you?" Sue insisted and paused the music.
"Thank you, but, maybe, I would sing when you're my music producer, will you?" I insisted her back.
"Of course, I will!" She said gladly. And we chuckled.
After some seconds, a voice from somewhere in this place that I thought it became loud because of a megaphone they may used, shouted out loud in the whole campus said, "EVERYBODY! IT'S ABOUT TO SIX, WAKE UP! WAKE UP! BE READY! PLEASE ALL PROCEED TO THE STADIUM AND OUR FIRST ACTIVITY WILL BE HELD. GOOD LUCK!!!"
And I immediately grabbed my brown shoulder bag together with the other bags under my bed that I brought since yesternight and I decided to give these to Terry and Kora, now, before I will go to the stadium.
Sue might saw me and she asked with her eyebrows pulled together.
"Wait." She commanded.
And I paused for a moment.
She gazed at the bags I held.
"Why are you carrying those bags?" She asked.
"These are not mine and the owners of these bags might get mad at me especially their wicked mother, my stepmom." I explained and continue walking.
"Wait, do you know where they were staying now?" Sue asked as she after me bringing her blue backpack bag.
Her words gave me a punch. I forgotten where do Terry and Kora are staying. I think none of here knows about them but me and maybe Sue.
"I forgotten, but, I'll try to find ways to know where they were now."
"Can we try to go to the administrators' offices? It's just five twenty-five and we better go faster." Sue offered.
And she had a point. The administrators know about the students tree houses.
"You're genius." I complimented.
"Oh! Thanks!" She uttered.
And we climbed downstairs swiftly. Our clanmates were starting to go the stadium and some of them brought guitars and booklets of this school.
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Fly High | Book 2
Novela JuvenilA second story about a girl that has a big dream since she was born. She used to sing since she was a kid until she become fifteen. Ezra, the dreamer, dreams as soon to be reggae, pop, poprock, and jazz singer, songwriter and a guitarist. She's not...
