A Place Beyond All Kingdoms

An Opertunity

Chapter 12

Dew:

They stare at each other, lost in each other's eyes. My room mate and the girl who came earlier. I stare with wide eyes... you rarley ever Fire People and Ice People.

They're supposed to hate Fire People more than I do. And that's saying something... because I was raised a princess, for the Water Kingdom.

But, here the two are staring at each other, with such a look... it's kinda sickening. "Flame?"

"Snow?"

"That's me..." she answers quietly.

He smiles. "I knew I'd find you."

Snow, is a pale blond, she's kinda short, she seems quite, shy. Very refrained and held back. Her nose is long, but very delicate. Her lips thin, a dull pink. Her eyes, a ghostly blue ice color.

Flame has fire gold hair, and fire orange eyes. As if a single flame, would describe him perfectly... His skin is surprisingly pale. He's got semi-big hands, with long finger. That immediately go to her cheak, she's only a little shorter than he is.

And he's pretty tall. They both smile, and wrap each other in their arms. They stand in the door way, holding each other.

I see a faint shadow, from the corner of my eye. I look directly at it. And barlety make out a girl, an Earth Girl smiling proudly at the scene.

I raise an eyebrow. Ten realize that she was with Snow when they first knocked... She motions for me to come out into the hallway. I walk to the doorway where they're standing I turn and slip out.

"What why don't we give those two privacy?"

Slowly Flame lets go of Snow's waist, and collects her face in his hands. He smashes their lips together.

The Earth Girl clears her throat. "You, know? You're still in the hallway. And you guys are still kissing."

Flame breaks their lips. "You know, she has a good point."

He gathers her in his arms, and takes her into the room, closing the door behind him.

"Gross."

She laughs. "I never introduced myself. My name is Jasmine."

"Dew."

"Like Princess Dew?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Never mind.... doesn't matter."

"Tell me, now."

"Well, I need to find more people so we can escape too... the, uh, Forbidden Land."

My eyes grow wide. "Really? I'll- I'll go..."

"What? Really?"

"Yeah, as long as I can bring a friend or two."

"That's exactly what we need."

"What's the plan?"

She smiles. "Come with me."

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I stare at the people surrounding me. Well, there's really only Jasmine, a Light Boy, Dark Boy, Fire Boy. And Snow (whose still with Flame).

Jasmine has already told me the plan for tomorrow. All I need to do now, is fine Bre, and Nigel. And take them with us. Explain everything to them. I told Jasmine, and of course she said it was fine.

They saidnthat Snow is going to talk to Flame to see if he might go.

"They been up in our room the entire time."

"Doing what?"

"Well, knowing Snow they're definetly not doing anything too bad," Jasmine says.

"Like sex?"

"There's no way in hell, Flame would do that, unless one of them were dieing, he would always wait until marriage," the Fire Boy says, "Luckily, I'm not like that," he says eyeing Jasmine.

She narrows her eyes at him. "And how do you know?"

"Flame is my brother."

"Oh," she looks down in defeat.

I can't believe I didn't notice before. They do have the same fire gold hair. But, Flame's eyes are orange, his is fire red. Yet they both have that look in their eyes, like they would try anything and everything to get what they want.

He is a little more tan than Flame is. And more muscular too. Overall they seem to be about the same height. With the same, manly nose. His arm muscles look bigger than Flame's.

And he seems meaner than Flame is. Actually meaner than almost everyone. And as mean he is to everyone else, he still states at Jasmine with gratitude and sympathy.

The clock chimes midnight. I spring up. "Bre!"

"Who?"

"Never mind that. We're looking for another princess," Jasmine says, "go get Snow, please."

She follows me to one of the hallways to look for Bre. We begin knocking on doors. Looking urgently. For something, anything. Over the last couple of weeks Bre and I established a friend ship.

We both even had an escape plan for after the Ball. But, now, I feel like its our time to leave.

We must've already looked through a thousand doors, with nothing. Well, probably not a thousand, but pretty damn closed to a thousand.... I hope.

It feels like a thousand rooms. Finally I stumble upon her room. She answers the door with a tear streaked face. I walk in and immediately her hands go behind her back.

"What are you hiding?" I ask.

She shakes her head frantically. "Nothing!"

"What is-"

Blood falls to the floor. I walk toward her. More blood dribbles from her hand. I grab her by her slim shoulders, I turn her around. One wrist is slit open, dripping blood.

Staining her floor. Something shiny inn her other hand. I look at her other hand. There's something hidden beneath her clenched fingers.

I grab her hand and pry her fingers open. There half stained red, half its natural steel silver. A razor blade.