moodyberry04
"You, like, SOO need to get a boyfriend," Amy said to me, twirling her hair and chewing gum. It was the annual slumber party, and, as luck would have it, this year it turned out to be at my house.
"I dunno.. I don't really think I need one..." My English mark was tanking, and I certainly didn't need a boy to distract me from pulling it up enough to get into my choice university.
"Do you like - have a crush on anybody? You could totally do better than that dork you hang out with, you know."
Gabriel de Castillo is my best friend. For a reason. He doesn't talk about who's taking who to the next dance, or who did what to who when, or whatever. In fact, he's helping me pick up my mark and if I was going to crush on anybody, it would probably be him.
Lust. The seventh deadly sin. The greatest desire within our hearts, and worse as it is for someone we cannot have, the ones we know we should never want. Lust starts early in our lives and almost never leave.
She lay in the grass, her head slumped over the pebbles, and her hands flat by her side.
She was alone on a long stretch of beach. She was all alone on Long Island Sound.
Given the events of the last few days, of course, she shouldn't have been surprised.
But she'd been forgotten. She'd been left alone.
Her family... and her friends... everyone she had cared about had left her and she did the only thing she knew how.
There were two large gashes in each of her wrists, and blood pooled on the ground.
She had killed herself; Sera Thorne was dead.
Before him, the town lay in shambles. One day, the ruins would be unearthed and the people of the future would learn of what had passed. They would learn not to follow in the paths of the villagers. But until then, he was going to cover up the destruction and make sure that no one found the dead and ran for help.
The glow in the woods grew brighter until Sasha could no longer bear standing near the edge. She grabbed onto Misha's arm and pulled him off the path.
"Hey, what gives?" he whined.
"We've got to get in there. Mum's waiting for us."
"ARE YOU KIDDING? THAT THING IS GOING TO KILL US, AND YOU WANT TO GO IN?"
"Would you rather go home without getting the pie?"
Skeletons lay scattered by the roadside around him. He tried his best to hold his breath, for the stench was overpowering. The entire village was dead. They had been here. The boy stepped gingerly over a small child's carcass, and made his way to the nearest shelter to set up base. They were going to be here awhile.
Th screen was brightly lit and hurting my eyes. I pushed it away from me, and reclined in my seat. My dad was out and there was nothing stopping me from taking over his good chair... I got out of my seat just as the game informed me that I'd leveled up. Level 134... Great, I thought. Just 265 more to go.
What was I still doing here? My life was over. My crew was dead... my ship had sunk... and I was completely alone. I was going to die here, and nobody would ever find me. Nobody had cared my entire life... why would they start now? So it was fitting... that I would die on land that nobody knew of.
I was renewed. The birth of the last soldier was beginning, and I told myself that the end was coming. A birth that would begin the end, I repeated to myself. The prophecy would fulfill itself and the world would realize it. The kingdom needed this, but more than anything else, I needed this.
"That's it!" I heard the doctor yell. "That's it!"
The crowd outside made me nervous. I was going to die today. They'd made that clear enough. But I wasn't going without getting the new soldier here first.
I pushed.
"If you would waver in your loyalty to me, young knight, then you shall suffer a most horrific death, and an even worse afterlife."
I rose to my feet, shaking. The king stood before me, sword in his hand. So that was it. I was finally a knight. I was finally going to be taken seriously.
But there was no way I would serve this kingdom when another waited for me just beyond the corner.
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