39– The Reform is on High Alert
2NE1– I'm the Best
Narrator's Point of View;
"Wake up, stupid girl," the baslisk yelled and rolled you off its back again. You groaned and stomped your foot.
"I was actually asleep!" you whined, "From now on, only wake me up if you have found Sehun." Your eyelids fluttered and you felt yourself falling asleep again. You lied on the dry ground and closed your eyes.
The baslisk snorted and kicked you, "Stupid girl. What would you do if I said that I had gotten a stronger scent track of that Sehun boy?" Immediately, you jolted awake and eyed it curiously.
"I'm listenin'," you encouraged, "Go on." The basilisk grunted and lifted its head in the air, taking a big breath.
It nodded its head and continued, "Just caught another whiff of that boy. He's a wind elemental, isn't he?" You nodded violently and stared at it. The baslisk sighed, "Stupid elementals and stupid powerful retard girl."
Excuse me? you wanted to scream, You did NOT just call me retarded. You stopped yourself because you knew that finding Sehun would be impossible without the baslisk.
"From now on, you have to walk by foot," the baslisk demanded, "Your magic won't be so powerful in the badlands, unless it's dark magic. I'm assuming your magic is light, correct?" You stared at it, puzzled, but nodded anyways. The baslisk sighed and walked on.
Running to catch up with the baslisk, you noticed how cold it became all of a sudden. The area surrounding you was bleak and deserted. You gazed at the, now grey, sky, and muttered, "This place is bad."
"You have got to be fucking kidding me," the baslisk mocked you, "No, this place is filled with unicorns and monkeys." You felt yourself blush again, and you looked away. The baslisk snapped, "It's the fucking badlands! Of course it's fucking bad!"
All of a sudden, you started giggling, "Hey Mr. Basilisk! You're starting to talk like me now!" The basilisk looked confused for a moment, then moaned, "Oh god. This can't be happening." You burst into hysterics and were now on your knees, pounding the ground. Before you knew it, the baslisk was miles ahead of you.
"Wait up!" you yelled and sprinted, occasionally laughing, "Don't find Sehun without me!"
Lay's Point of View;
The whole Jin Ae clone thing was working pretty well. None of the teachers suspected anything, but I don't think that they'll believe for two days more.
"I just heard that the professors are calling an assembly," Chen put a hand on my shoulder, "I dib the seat next to you." He spun me around and led me to the main hall. I watched as all the students filed in.
"Good afternoon students," the headmaster cleared her throat and eyed the audience nervously, "Well... for some confidential reasons, the reform will be left on high-alert. Security will be tightened, and students are expected to only be in their classes and dorms on time. This is for the safety of all of you."
A murmur rippled threw the crowd and I rested my forehead in my palms, "Why are they making being at a reform so boring?" Chen patted my back awkwardly and sat up straighter.
"Well, that's it everyone," the headmaster finished, "This begins today, so go to your dorms until classes start in twenty minutes." Everyone squished out of the tiny doorway so that they can get to their rooms. I just hung around for a while.
"Chen, tell the guys that I'm not gonna let some stupid assembly stop me from being myself," I muttered. Chen nodded, frustrated, but he already knew that that was coming.
"Adios bro," Chen sighed, then followed Luhan into the dorms. I looked around innocently to see if any professors were supervising the area. Then, satisfied that there wasn't anyone watching, I snooped around.
Hoi hoi hoi! No, I am NOT Santa >_> Observe; there is an 'i' after ho.
New chap is up ^^ I AM SO SORRY. I didn't update yesterday... or the day before... 'cause my fever got even worse =_=
Thanks to all of my wonderful subs and commenters <3 Sehun blows lisp bubbles (?) to you all xD
OMFG I SERIOUSLY CAN'T WAIT FOR JIN AE TO FIND SEHUN AGAIN :OOOOO
Adios, cya guise soon!
^ Back to Top