Halice042

Brendan     I paced my room nervously as the phone in my hand rang again and again. We had only just gotten back from our day in the swamp and I needed to talk to one or both of my parents asap. “Hello?” My mom’s voice rang through the phone.     My hands shook as I replied with, “Hey mom, can I talk to you quick? It’s kind of important.”     “Is it about Skyla? I just got a call from Alfea and am on my way there now.” Her voice sounded truly concerned. I swallowed hard and debated what to tell her.     “It is about her. I think she is hanging out with the wrong person. One of her ro

Star     The bus shook and I did my best to keep my phone in my hand. “Mom, it still bugs me! It was my first kiss!” I whined into the phone. She hummed on the other side in acknowledgement.     “I know sweetie, and I’m truly sorry. I could tell your father, I’m sure he would be eager to hunt him down.” I laughed at my mom’s form of comfort, her work noise in the background.     “It’s fine. Well, it’s not, but I know who is at fault. It’s all because of Cleo. He would have never shown up had it not been for her.” I grumble into the phone. Suddenly, a ball of paper hit

Rosalie     Saturday morning had arrived and I was that loser who sat in her dorm alone as the other girls went to Red Fountain to meet up with boys. Oh well, I could at least get my homework done...or paint and draw to my heart’s content...     Obviously the latter.     I sighed through my nostrils and walked into the living room, heading to the stand where Cleo put her fancy coffee machine. She told us not worry where it came from and, honestly, I was too scared to ask. The fresh smell of vanilla beans being ground and turned into a perfect cup of morning happiness lifted my mood.     Why should I feel down just because I wanted

RJ      I stood before the girl from the other day with my words lodged in my throat. What was I planning on saying to her? I had chased her down for the first hour of the dance just to end up in this awkward corner in this awkward situation with this awkward tension. I let out a breath I had no idea I was holding.     “I thought you were going to get Princess Belle of Eraklyon to be your date? Or maybe the antisocial Princess Skyla of Eraklyon?” Her blue eyes narrowed at me and my heart skipped a beat. This girl was perfect. She handled my attitude with sass and fiery retorts, and I liked that in a girl. Plus, she was nowhere

This is my first Soulmate AU. I have been reading a lot of them lately, so I decided to give it a try. I hope everyone likes my twist on it! Also, there is some strong language (obviously because it is a Levi fic) and some talk of sex (it is discussed to the point where you know it happened, but not smut or lemon). Please enjoy!     “How? It has to be expensive, and the court proceedings will take too long. And I don’t want you spending more money on those crazy street guys, they may not be legit. Besides, I still love you, (F/n), I do, I swear.” He paused in his ramblings, his green-blue eyes looking to the ground frantic

Skyla        I played with my thumbnail and found that I could not say a single word the entire way home. Cleo smiled to herself as she typed away on her phone, already messaging Helix her new number. It was odd to think that the two of them actually hit it off so well. From Star’s stories, she basically assaulted Helix’s behind and he was okay with it.        I guess there have been weirder encounters.        Like my one with RJ earlier.        The sun had set entirely by the time we got back to campus, and Star was eagerly waiting for us back at the dorm. She yammered on and on about how my brother finally asked her out eve

Tucker        I fiddled with my thumbs as I waited for the bell to ring. This week had been a long one. I had already socialized more than I thought I could in a week let alone a month; but that is not the particular reason as to why I felt more nervous than usual today.        The first dance of the year was tomorrow night...        And RJ wanted to search for girls in Magix tonight.        I swallowed hard and watched the second hand touch the twelve, the bell immediately following after it. I jumped from my seat, but did not have the proper time to move around my desk and run. RJ grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back. “Where yo

Brendan        I swallowed hard and did my best to keep a calm composure. In all reality, I could not be more nervous than this. We sat amongst the other freshman squads as the upperclassmen squads sat around us in a giant circle, the seniors sitting directly before us with evil grins on their faces. A small goblet sat feet away from the FS1.        We were squad FS8 out of ten and FS7 was currently pulling out their challenge for the evening. Already, one group had to sneak into Saladin’s office to steal his officiating stamp and another group had to steal all of the eggs and potatoes from the kitchen before the chef came in to prep

Skyla        I hugged my mother goodbye, tears overflowing in her eyes as I picked up my bags and backed away slowly. “I’m proud of you, Skyla, make sure to call and write often!” She cheered as Belle took hold of her hand and led her in the other direction. Of course she would go and meet Belle’s roommates and see her off from her room. Father had stayed to help Brendan settle in at Red Fountain.        That left me alone.        Like always.        I sighed and brushed my fingers through my waist length blond hair. I pulled my bags despondently behind me as I looked for my room. At last, I came to the room wit

Skyla        My light blue eyes darted around nervously while my parents conversed with other parents at Red Fountain. My sister and I accompanied my brother here to see him off before we headed to Alfea to start our first year there. Brendan stood to the side, leaning against a pillar as if he were waiting for someone. He probably was. Of course the future King of Eraklyon would be well known and well acquainted with others of the universe.        Then there was my darling twin sister, Belle, future Queen of Domino, who stood there and talked in the adult conversation as if she had already assumed the throne our mother should have had, had