Pʀᴀᴄᴛɪsᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ɪs ᴏᴠᴇʀ.Fʀᴏᴍ ɴᴏᴡ ᴏɴ,ɪᴛ's ғᴏʀ ʀᴇᴀʟ.~ Cʟᴀʀɪssᴇ ʟᴀ ʀᴜᴇ
Lᴜɴᴀ Cᴀʜɪʟʟ is a ten-year-old with unnatural fire abilities.All she wants is a normal life at school with her best friends,but when she starts her fifth year at Hillview Arts Chartere...
I flicked through my computer screens,searching for the governmental page.I needed to hack into there and get the records.
Then a better idea struck me.I recalled a faint memory from my childhood:My mother and I were talking to a woman dressed in black,all black.She had bright red hair and a vague,dreamy smile on her face.She was pressing something into my hand.A pack of tissue?A card?
Yes,it was a card,alright...and then she said something?Yes-Contact me anytime,my phone and my email are on this- and she gestured to the silver card...
I was sure I'd kept it somewhere.Slowly,I opened my chest of drawers and became to rummage through the various notes.When I reached the last drawer,however,there weren't any notes or papers.Instead,there were-cards.Lots of cards.Which meant the card from that woman-and I had a very good idea who- would be here.
I dug through the contents,getting slowly more frustrated as I picked up a card that was not hers,and throwing them onto the floor behind me.Finally,I reached the last pile,and on the top of the pile was a card that read:
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So it was Raveena Houston who had given me that card,I was right.I snatched it up and danced out of my room,clutching it tightly.
'I'VE GOT IT!'I yelled.
'So have I!'said Alyssa triumphantly.
'I'll go first,'I said.
'No,I will,'said Alyssa.
Not having learnt our lesson from school that morning,we continued quibbling.
'Me,'I said.'Me!'
'No,ME!'said Alyssa.I was dimly aware of the fact that Chloe and Ama were shrunk against the wall,cowering in fear that we would drag them into it.
And sure enough,I did.'LET'S SEE WHAT THEY THINK,SHALL WE?'I gestured towards the two of them.
Ama looked as if her worst nightmare had come true.'Toilet,'Chloe muttered,and dashed into the washroom.Smart.
'WELL,AMA?'we demanded,glaring down at her with our hands on our hips,Alyssa still holding a book,me still clutching the card.Ama looked positively petrified.I couldn't blame her.We did look pretty terrifying. We were wielding them like weapons.
'WELL?'I screamed.
'I choose...'she paused(probably for effect).
'WELL?'Alyssa screeched.
'Chloe!'she belched,and zoomed into her room,arms swinging furiously.
'AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!'Alyssa and I promptly followed and skipped merrily into her room,singing a very nice song(which I won't tell you its name).Ama was cowering quietly on her bed.
