dotofgavaldon

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    dotofgavaldon posted an update in the group RP Level 0: The Clearing 4 years, 7 months ago

    Chapter 15

    WHY?
    HOW?
    WHAT?
    Words like that bounced around like basketballs in Jake’s mind. WHY was he here, HOW did he get out, and WHAT the heck was going on with his HAIR?
    It was a vivid green, odious and putrid, right from the roots, as if overnight he had suddenly sprouted fungus from his scalp.
    He grabbed it frantically in front of his reflection, as the roof dripped sickly, forming a puddle on the floor. His own handsome face stared back at him, panic-stricken.
    Efrain smirked.
    “I’ll be leaving. If you fail classes… well, I shall rejoice in the sounds of your screams” he taunted, his sonorous voice cold. He swept out of the dorm, cape billowing behind him.
    Jake shuddered. He had never been more afraid of someone in his life. Desperate, he turned back to his reflection, showing him disgusting green hair.
    Struet giggled. “Not so pretty anymore, eh, Pretty-boy?” he sniggered.
    In an instant, Jake had him pinned up against a wall, a hand on his throat ,eyes alight with rage, his strength unexpected and striking.
    “YOU did this, didn’t you!” he hissed, muscles flexing. “DIDN’T YOU!”
    Struet choked, no longer laughing. “Yes – Efrain – Said you ought to be punished – thought I’d do it -”
    Jake pushed his hand further into his neck.
    “Reverse it! NOW!”
    Struet shook his head. “Powder – wash it – comes out fast -”
    Jake released him. In that moment, he seemed to tower over Struet, his face fierce. He turned suddenly and dunked his hair in the deep puddle on the floor.

    ***

    UGLIFICATION was his first lesson.
    His brow creased. Why would anyone want to be UGLIER. Besides, he didn’t think these kids could be much uglier. I mean, there was a kid with ONE EYE. One with blue skin! How can you possibly make these vile misfits any uglier? Ironically, HE was the misfit, the dove flying with seagulls.
    He ran his hand through his tousled brown hair (which, thank gosh, had gotten rid of that nasty vomit – green colour in his hair) and tried to make sense of this. First he tried to figure out what he DID know (which wasn’t much). He had so many questions.
    Well, he knew this:
    He didn’t belong in The School for Evil.
    He DID belong in the other tower, the School for Good
    Which meant he was a prince
    Which meant he had a princess
    That was waiting for him to sweep her of her feet.

    So from this he could form so good questions.

    Why was he in The School for Evil?
    Why WASN’T he in The School for Good?
    Who was his princess?
    And, even if he DIDN’T belong in either of these towers, how did he get out?

    He just wanted to go home.

        spiral336 replied 4 years, 7 months ago

        awesome!

        karasutheotaku replied 4 years, 7 months ago

        Really good writing, I’m interested to see what happens with Jake and where he truly belongs

          dotofgavaldon replied 4 years, 7 months ago

          Hummmm… that could be hard to answer. I have the whole story planned, but you will have to see where it goes 😉

        peppy replied 4 years, 7 months ago

        Oooooh!!!
        Very tense, and I LOVE it. 😛

        leslie191234 replied 4 years, 7 months ago

        Wow so interesting and intense!

        dotofgavaldon replied 4 years, 7 months ago

        I’m glad you all like it! Thanks so much!

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