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I was going to drop the whole book at once but then TikTok came back this morning and I saw a sad edit and decided that it would be much more fun to drag out Iris and Theo a bit longer.
          	
          	So here is the schedule.
          	
          	Sunday(Today): 1 chapter
          	Monday: 1 chapter 
          	Tuesday: 1 chapter
          	Wednesday: The last 5 chapters
          	
          	Wednesday will bring both great stuff and something absolutely mean of me :) Happy Book Finale yall

o_Iridescent_o

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o_Iridescent_o

I was going to drop the whole book at once but then TikTok came back this morning and I saw a sad edit and decided that it would be much more fun to drag out Iris and Theo a bit longer.
          
          So here is the schedule.
          
          Sunday(Today): 1 chapter
          Monday: 1 chapter 
          Tuesday: 1 chapter
          Wednesday: The last 5 chapters
          
          Wednesday will bring both great stuff and something absolutely mean of me :) Happy Book Finale yall

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We will ignore how I thought did this but apparently didn’t yesterday 
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          Cursing her old studies from when she was homeschooled yet again, Iris completely ignored just why her old teacher had perhaps negated to teach a child how to breathe underwater. She would continue to place blame on years of tutor's just for the simple fact she needed a scapegoat as she sighed once more.
          
          Carefully pushing the book she held back into the shelf, Iris had officially given up. Leaving her row of books to go check to see if either of the other’s had better luck. 
          
          And Iris would find Cedric first, just one row over, looking far too focused to be disturbed as he scanned through the contents of a book. So she moved on. Fingers tapping against her leg as she carried on, picking up on the faint sounds of his voice and using it as a guide. Avoiding the awkward motions of looking down each row. 
          
          Iris found her irritation fading the longer she went on, even beginning a quiet hum to that strange music that hung in the air everywhere she went. It was a good sign, that she was in a decent mood as she sought out that boy. Maybe perhaps they would finally start getting somewhere—
          
          Now why was Theodore Nott locked in conversation with a girl.

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Theodore found himself being nudged as Ryker shifted his attention back, “Now help my buddy out.”
          
          My buddy.
          
          “My buddy?” Theodore was rather glad that Vince was on his side with that. Voicing what he couldn’t say, “Does your buddy here even know your name?”
          
          And as Theodore raised an eyebrow and turned back to also get an answer on this… wow that casual shrug from Ryker so stumped him. His confidence, his easy going nature, his inability to just leave him alone… it reminded him of how he and Iris started off. Once you got their attention you really were just forced to live in their world.
          
          And at that moment, as Iris continued to eat away at his mind… yeah he felt a bit of irritation. This was a similarity to Iris that he did not need in his life right then. Any similarity to Iris was not something he needed right then. Not when he just wanted to—
          
          Theodore took a deep breath turning his gaze forward again, calming his mind, doing his best to not take it out on these people he barely knew, “I’ve never been this angry at anyone before.”

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"No Iris’s mind was lost… in the worst way.
          
          Sitting in that suffocating silence of a library as she endlessly tapped her fingers on the book she should have been losing herself to. 
          
          A day ago she would have been. With the end of the year creeping Theodore had already begun spending his free time studying. So, naturally, their routine was this. Sitting across from each other at this table hidden away in the shelves, Theodore writing away at his notes and Iris reading her book and drawing away. The window behind Theodore the only distraction from their routine she ever really found. 
          
          A day ago she had thought nothing of anything. Just mindlessly going about what was natural for them… 
          
          Oh how she wished she could have been as ignorant as she was then.
          
          Because instead she was now lost to her head, tapping away with a mind flooding with thoughts. 
          
          And it was driving Theodore insane. Well, no, that and the staring was driving him insane. So taking in a deep breath he finally reached his limit and looked up to meet the eyes that had been burning into him for an hour.
          
          And whatever irritation had come over him halted as he actually met her eyes. For the first time that day really seeing the mess that was going on in that guarded head of hers. And very quickly he wanted to kick himself for having not noticed the clear distress she was in earlier. 
          
          And… as he stared at her, a tension growing as they sat at that usual table for them… Theodore was taken back to about a year ago. When they sat in this library, tension in the air and tempers quite short. That time didn’t go well. 
          
          So taking another breath, Theodore calmed whatever temper he had almost approached this with. She wasn’t being irritating on purpose. She was lost in her head.
          
          So doing the best he could, he stared deep into those expressive eyes and just simply asked, “What happened this morning?”"

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A teaser every day until I drop the rest of the book?
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          "The crowd burst into a screaming joy. It was simply overwhelming. Off note music from a school band. A horrendous round of applause. The screech of noise makers. And screams all around as the crowds of bystanders all hoped to be heard in this moment that would go into the history books. A nameless crowd so joyous about being simply there. Able to recount this moment and pass the story onto the next generation. 
          
          I was there…
          
          A conversation starter that would have anything from a smugness to unbridled joy as memories were looked back at. Something to brag about and flaunt and take a strange sort of pride in.
          
          I was there…
          
          A conversation starter that became a lot less joyous when Theodore Nott froze in his lazy clapping, catching the words from his side… “Something is wrong.”"

ichorking

Iri (: 
          
          i hope you're doing well! it's Cordelia! I vanished for a bit but i'm back on a new account. I missed you loads. I'm sorry to see some rough patches have been plaguing you recently but I hope things are getting better for you now. always here if you need to talk! 
          
          <3

ichorking

@o_Iridescent_o sent!! and lmao don't worry i get it!
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o_Iridescent_o

@ichorking  Bet I’m o_iridescent_o over on discord. I check messages about as often as I upload though so don’t assume I am ignoring you if it takes me a minute to accept a friend request lmao
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ichorking

@o_Iridescent_o i will never judge someone's upload schedule because life really does be crazy most times haha
            
            and yeah it's a longgggg story. i'm glad to see you still here though! i'm also down to exchange discords or something if you're ever interested since wattpad decided to take away the dms for some reason ):
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So my boyfriend broke up with me and umm yeah I think instead of feeling the stages of grief or whatever separately or in any healthy process of emotions, I have just been a mess that screams in rage one second and breaks down into tears like a baby the next. There was just a lot of built up stuff that I just get to replay in a constant loop and be pretty anger and sad that he didn’t care enough to listen once.
          
          So uh that has been my life. Hoping the holidays give me some peace and set me straight again. Like this is the shit I would tell a friend to run away from with your head held high, not cry about. Hopefully I can give myself that advice and move the hell on.
          
          Alternatively though once I get my head back together this is great for the lore of a writer and will certainly bring out great things from me.

PilindielTheElf

I’m so sorry to hear that!! He didn’t deserve you anyways. Let me know if you need anything, I’m always here to listen!! <3 
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