The Last Gifted//c.m.b

#17

Hey guys, im sorry i have not posted for a few days but this may continue for a few weeks. I live in Michigan and i am sure you have heard that our stupid governor shut down all the college's and High school's, i am in high school.

So now i have all this work to do at home and its very stressful.

I will be posting every few days dont worry, i just have a lot more on my plate now and hope you understand.

Evie Pov
I sat down in my seat as i watched out the window. I watched as Corbyn ran out into to woods, headed back to wherever he lives.

I feel that i have really misjudged him, i thought he was going to kill me and he was playing an act.

I guess my past really effected my thoughts on him. Corbyn is a sweet, funny, and very talented guy.

And dare i say attractive...

He has a past that haunts him like i do, i do feel bad that he has to live with knowing he killed an innocent man.

I still have so many questions, why is this tattoo on my wrist? Why do those people want me for it? Why am i special?

And one more that i have pushed to the back of my mind, why do i feel a blocked connection when Corbyn and i touch?

It looks like i may get some answers after school, seeing as i am meeting all of them at the mall.

Jonah seems to have those answers, and i hope that he will tell me.

Especially since Jessie said he was coming for me after my twentieth birthday...next Wednesday.

I just need to put it out of my mind for now, focus on Halloween this Friday, and the party that i am only going to because of Corbyn.

I mean, he made it impossible for me to refuse with that puppy face he made. How do i say know to that?

I wonder if the party is Halloween themed even though its the day after. Either way i wont dress up, i dont even want to go so why fuss about it.

Once the bus stopped infront of the school, the doors opened and i hopped off, feeling a slight breeze in my hair.

"EVIE!" I heard the distinct sound of my Scottish friend, her call was a bit high pitched and startled me as i turned around.

Freya ran up to me, big smile on her face. She's probably just excited about the party.

"Hey!" I waved as she stopped abruptly infront of me.

"Hey! Im sorry in just so excited for the party, and Halloween, and your birthday, la breith sona dhuit!" She babled.

In case you are wondering, la breith sona dhuit means happy birthday in the Scottish way, i have learned that because she says it every year.

She says Scottish phrases when she gets overly excited.

"I think it's funny how people look at you when you talk like that and i can understand you" i laughed.

"Yes, well i have gotten yous to it. Have you found an outfit for the party?" She asked.

"Um no, and by the way, Corbyn and his friends will be there too" i told her as we began to walk twards the doors.

Her face turned to a bit of a judgy look and looked at me questionably.

"So this Corbyn fellow, he is not the shady boy i first lay eyes on?" Freya asked.

"No, he's not. He's actually really sweet and caring, and extremely talented" i told her.