Round 1: Starting LineHis heart ached as he approached the train. He was going to leave his District now. He glanced back over his shoulder once, wishing for a glimpse of something he held dear to him before being trapped in this metallic beast that was going to rush him away to the Capitol and the Hunger Games. But he couldn't see anything from here. So he glanced down and stepped inside the train with his new companion, Chane. She was younger than him, and seemed far too sweet for this fate. But the Capitol didn't care.
Ash walked into the train and looked around cautiously. There were places to sit and all sorts of things here. He wasn't sure where he was allowed to go, but he was waiting for their Escort to tell them exactly what they were supposed to do anyway. He walked over to a seat and sat down and then looked at Chane. He considered that maybe he should talk to her and get to know her a bit. He knew her a little from seeing her around the school, and just in general around the District. She lived
Chase the Wind and Touch the SkyThe sound of thundering footsteps could be heard echoing down some staircase in the large MacRath castle. Chenelle had been writing some notes in her potions journal about different reactions to new experiments she'd done in the lab Jamie had built for her just outside of the castle, but now she was seeking some peace and quiet to add her calculations and discoveries. However, peace never lingered long in the home of the MacRath's. Especially since this castle was rightfully Callum's and therefore his large group of boys ran wild through this place, too.
She heard the footsteps rush away and then the sound of the door slamming, so she imagined they had all gone out to play. She smiled a bit and turned her gaze back to what she was working on when suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder and she gasped, glancing to her right and she smiled a bit as soon as she recognized the face of one of her sons. This one was Simon, and as usual his brow was furrowed and he looked upset about somethi
Where were you?A little boy sat at the window at the front of his home in Rousay, Scotland. He'd lived in this house ever since he was born and he knew this little ocean side town like the back of his hand, but there was one thing he was never too sure of. When his dad was going to home and how long his dad would be staying. His dad had a strange work schedule that often took him out of town and he missed him a lot. He had just turned six and his dad hadn't even been here for his birthday. He hoped he was bringing him home something nice, though.
"Landon, what're you doing over here?" His big sister asked as she moved to crouch next to him. She was only a year older, but she seemed more like an adult than most adults. She was very responsible and caring for her younger brother.
"I'm waiting for dad. He's supposed to come home today. Mum said so." Landon explained as he kept watch out the window for any sign of his father's arrival.
"Oh, right." Georgi said with a small nod. "Well, let's watch for him
I'm In Love With YouRichter sighed as he waited at the front door of Bonnie's flat for his nephew. The two of them had recently taken residence at her flat, as Noah and Percy had officially moved in together, and Richter had only started dating Bonnie a month ago but he really didn't want to be the third wheel in the Valentine-Giffin home. That was just not appealing. And he knew they needed more space for themselves, so he moved himself and Liam out of their place and they moved into Bonnie's. She took to Liam really well, acting very sweet and motherly, and Richter knew she was probably good for him so once everything was settled they settled themselves in. They'd been here for a couple weeks now, and Valentine's Day was today. Richter had never been too fond of the holiday, but since he had a girlfriend he figured he had to attempt to do something romantic today. So, he decided Liam could spend the next couple days at his grandparents estate, and they seemed to like the idea too. So, that's where Liam
Don't Write Me OffNow Curtis Hodgkiss was not generally the type to lose his temper. As a matter of fact, the worst he'd usually get is just excessively sassy and maybe even rude, but losing his temper was a rare occasion. In fact, Ceres had never even seen her brother lose his temper before. That is until one rather fateful day.
Their mother was extremely protective of her precious little daughter, so going out and about with her by himself rarely happened. However, one day he was planning on making a trip to Diagon Alley and he invited Ceres, and just Ceres, along with him. His mother protested that it was a bad idea, but Curtis knew if he didn't get Ceres out of this house for a little while that she'd be totally brain washed into being a mini clone of their mother, and that was the last thing he wanted.
He managed to pry his eight year old sister from the desperate hold of their mother and he whisked her away to Diagon Alley with him. He decided he'd buy her something nice and treat her to a lovely
I'll Be Where You AreHe stuffed his hands deep in his warm coat pockets as he walked down the sidewalk towards the craft store he had promised to meet a special young girl at. A special young girl that was his best friend's/role model's little sister. Sadly his best friend wasn't around anymore, but she was and he kept a loyal connection with her to ensure she was safe and doing well, even if he himself was still suffering from Dorian's loss. Yes, Dorian Greenshire was his name. He had died in the war that had just passed, but there was still a lot of recovering going on. Things were still on edge, people and places included, and repairs were happening all over the place. Much of England had been damaged heavily by this war, but it didn't quite amount to the damage done to the children who had fought in that war, or who had lost someone in that war.
Then he saw her sitting on a bench in front of the store, obviously waiting for him. He swallowed hard, trying to keep his emotions from bubbling to the surfac
I'M GETTING LAID[JOURNAL] Curtis Hodgkiss
[WARDED TO WESLEY FLETCHER]
WESLEY, WESLEY, WESLEY. GUESS WHAT?
Tried to Walk Pt. 2“What the hell are you talking about, Brody.” I said with a disapproving frown on my face as I watched Ian stumble back a step. I could plainly see Ian’s hands shaking a bit, and I knew right at that moment that he’d drank far too much of whatever strong alcohol he’d gotten his hands on. I’d seen Ian look miserable before. I’d seen many shades of Ian’s emotions since Marshall’s loss, but this was somehow the most depressed I’d seen him. The most messed up.
“I don’t like me very much anymore. L-look at me. Just look at me, Landon!” Ian shouted as he threw his hands in the air, looking as though he’d maybe burst into tears at any moment. I stood with a strong stance, wanting to prove I wasn’t about to be pushed around anymore, and just watched him. I wasn’t amused by this. Not after what he’d just done to me. “I can’t get over the fact that Marshall isn’t here. Every ti