My Ranking Points
Noli’s Vocal Diary
[Entry #7] Today was fated to be a disaster from the very start. This morning, when Desiree started her singing, I must have unconsciously been attempting to run away from the terrible sound, because I rolled off of my bed. I woke up when the back of my head smashed into the floor. I was too groggy to even care what I was wearing, so I packed up my backpack and left the room in my pajamas. My pajamas aren’t actually that different from my clothes. I refuse to accept the implications.
As I was heading towards the cafeteria, I thought about my time here at the School for Evil. Who’d have thought that, within the span of maybe a couple weeks, I would have made a best friend, had my first two kisses, and been tackled by a pirate? I shrugged. Maybe everyone had weird experiences when they joined the School.
I finally reached the cafeteria and grabbed my gruel. Sitting down at an empty table, I began to eat, shovelling spoonful after spoonful down my throat. Looking up from my meal, I noticed Kheelan and Oren making their way towards me from opposite sides of the cafeteria. I grabbed my backpack and empty bowl and hightailed it out of the room, scampering out of the castle and onto the bridge. At that point, I slowed down. Honestly, I was kind of getting embarrassed about how scared I was of confronting Kheelan and Oren. But I didn’t know exactly how I felt about them yet. Especially Oren.
I sighed and erased them from my mind. I was on my way to Beautification and nothing could bring me down! Holy. ****. I actually just thought that. WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME? Never mind, never mind. Be cool, Noli. All you want to do is make sure that Ren is still okay.
Okay, I’m going to be entirely truthful. Ren is wonderful. She is my best–a.k.a. only–friend. I love her like a sister. And I’m really, REALLY worried about her. I mean, how much can a girl take? First, she has to hide the fact that she has a Beast inside of her from the whole School, she has mixed feelings about the boy that might give away her secret and ruin her life, she just recovered from an almost fatal sickness, and her finger isn’t glowing. I feel awful for her.
Finally, I made it to Beautification. I’d worked myself into such a bad state over Ren that when I saw her, looking cheerful and healthy in the back of the classroom, I ran up to her and gave her a huge hug.
“Are you feeling better?” I said, grabbing her by the shoulders and looking her over carefully, “You look better, but looks can be deceiving.”
Ren laughed. “Good lord, Noli, it’s like you’re my mother hen.”
“And you are my egg.” I said, winking at her, “And that is why, from now on, if you don’t stop embarrassing me with cheesy nicknames like ‘Mother Hen’, I will call you Egghead.”
Ren punched me playfully. “Whatever you want, Mummy.”
I scowled at her playfully as the final bell rang. Sitting down on my chair, I noticed Lacey and Claudia staring at Ren with confused expressions.
“Why you guys looking so strange?” I said, waving my hand in front of their eyes.
Lacey glared at me. “You and your little friend are the only strange looking ones here.” I gave her a cheesy smile and her scowl deepened. “Just going to be honest with you, demon child, your friend is nuts. This morning, in our dorm, Ren was acting like a rabid animal. She GROWLED at Claudia!”
“She bared her teeth and snarled at me!” Claudia put in, watching Ren fearfully.
Lacey continued. “And then she shoved me against the doorframe and left. She wasn’t even there for breakfast.”
I glanced back at Ren doubtfully. She grinned at me and rolled her eyes at Professor Anemone, who was preaching about the benefits of honey on acne-ridden faces. I smiled back at her and turned again to Lacey and Claudia.
“She seems fine to me,” I said, watching them disdainfully. Who can blame me? I love it when Lacey gets mad!
And, indeed, Lacey bristled. “Are you saying that we’re lying?” she growled, shooting me a death glare.
I glared back at her, moving closer until our faces were inches apart. “I’m saying that, if you keep trying to spread nasty little rumours about Ren, you will regret it.”
Lacey shrunk back, lowering her eyes. “Fine. Have it your way.”
“I will.” I gave her an icy smile and turned back to the teacher, tuning her out for the rest of the class.
After class, I tapped Ren on the shoulder as we made our way out of the room. “Hey, wanna ditch till Surviving Fairytales?” I asked, grinning at her.
She glared at me. “Why are you always trying to get me in trouble, Noli? Ugh.” She stormed off, leaving me speechless. What the heck? I had never seen Ren act like that before. Was she alright?
I tried to go after her as soon as I unfroze, but I’d lost her in the crowd. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder.
“Noli, right?” I turned around to see Frey standing behind me, a worried look on his face.
I stared at him in mock excitement. “Oh. My. Gosh. The blond Greek god remembered my name? Squeee…” I trailed off, scowling at him.
“Wow,” Frey said, stepping back slightly, “I just wanted to ask you if you know what’s up with Ren. She’s been acting strange lately. Last night, she was acting normal, but then she got mad for no apparent reason.”
I rolled my eyes. “Well, maybe it was apparent to her but not apparent to you because you’re a meathead. No offense. Just a theory.”
Frey frowned at me. “Well, from what I just saw, Ren lashed out at you as well. And that didn’t seem very plausible either.”
I scowled at him. “Fine. You might have a point. We should talk about this. But not in public, obviously. I have a reputation to uphold, and being seen with one of most dedicated goody-goody Good princes would not be great for my street cred. Let’s go to the library.”
I grabbed his wrist and dragged him through the halls towards the Good library. I noticed Ever students giving us strange looks as they saw their role-model prince and a [gasp] Never walking down the halls together. Frey smiled at them, waving like a king of Camelot. I bared my teeth and laughed when they shuddered. I just love it when people buy my rabid Never act.
Finally, we reached the library. I pushed open the doors and led Frey to the isolated nook where Ren and I had shared our secrets.
“So,” I said, plopping down, “What do you think is wrong with Ren?”
Frey bristled. “There is nothing wrong with Ren whatsoever. She’s perfect, and if anyone says otherwise, I will beat them to a pulp.”
“Chill, musclehead,” I said, rolling my eyes, “I was wondering if you know why Ren is so moody.”
Frey blushed. “Oh. Um, not a clue.”
“She was fine before the accident…” I said thoughtfully, leaning forward and resting my elbows on my knees, “Maybe something happened then that is affecting her moods.”
“Or maybe she’s just disappointed about her finger not being unlocked.” Frey said, copying my thoughtful stance.
I sighed. “Ren wouldn’t randomly lash out like this at us just because her finger isn’t glowing. She doesn’t get angry like that without real reason. I think we should talk to Dovey.”
Frey shook his head. “If we tell Dovey, Ren will get even more mad. I think we should try to figure this out by ourselves.”
I snorted. “Um, maybe if I was working with someone who had my magnificent brain power this would work. But with you… Nope. We need Dovey.”
“Fine.” Frey said, scowling, “We can talk to Dovey. As long as we don’t let Ren find out.”
I stood up, brushing myself off. “Duh. Now let’s go.”
We strode out of the library, matching each other stride for stride. The bell for the end of third period rang right as we reached Dovey’s classroom. Sidestepping the flood of Evers that were leaving, Frey and I walked into her classroom and stood in front of Dovey’s desk.
She looked at us over the rim of her glasses. “Yes?”
“We need to talk to you about Ren.” I said, my voice serious.
She leaned back in her chair, setting down the papers she’d been grading. “What’s the matter?”
“She’s been having mood swings, ma’am.” Frey said hesitantly.
Dovey sighed. “Children, there comes a time in an adolescent girl’s life when she has an overflow of emotions. The time comes once a month-”
“Good lord, ma’am!” I said, slightly shocked. Frey stood next to me, frozen, his face scarlet. “This is NOT what we’re here about. Whatsoever. This has nothing to do with anything of that sort. At all.” I patted Frey’s back, reassuring him.
“Oh. Well then.” Dovey mumbled, taking off her glasses and polishing them busily, “I apologize. Continue.” She put her glasses back on and nodded at us.
I took a deep breath. “Ren has been acting kind of unpredictable ever since the incident during the unlocking of her finger. I heard from a… mostly reliable source that she’d been acting strangely this morning. That she’d been growling and snarling.” I gave Dovey a hard stare. She started slightly, staring at me keenly. I gave her an almost imperceptible nod to show that, yes, I did know about the Beast.
“Oh. Oh dear,” Dovey said, stuttering slightly, “I see. Well… Thank you. For letting me know. I’ll take action immediately. Thank you. You are dismissed.”
Frey and I nodded and left the room.
“So…” he asked as we walked through the halls, “What do we do now?”
“This, my dear, thick-skulled friend, is where we part ways.” I said, giving him a mock sorrowful expression.
Frey rolled his eyes. “What about Ren?”
“I feel like Dovey’s got that under control.” I said confidently, walking faster to get rid of him.
He kept the pace, matching his strides to mine. “So you’re not worried? You don’t think we should look into this further?”
I sighed. “Of course I’m not worried. Dovey’s got this under control.” Translation: extremely worried. “And we aren’t looking into this further because, like I said before: Dovey’s got this under control.” Translation: Frey is not looking into this further, but I am. I took a sharp left and lost Frey in the crowds.
Time for lunch. I headed to the Tunnel of Trees, dodging past slow Evers on my way to the clearing. When I arrived, I scanned the glade for any sign of Ren. I ducked through the babbling cliques that littered the clearing, searching for the slight, grey-eyed princess.
Finally I found her, hidden behind a tree a couple yards into the Blue Forest. Ren was sitting there, staring into space, her lunch on the ground next to her, forgotten. I watched her for a few seconds, waiting for her to notice me. She flinched suddenly, gasping for breath, her eyes wide and blank.
I stepped in front of her. “Um, hey?”
She stared up at me for a seconds, uncomprehending. I smiled at her uncomfortably. She opened her mouth like she was going to say something, but stopped. Her head ****** to the side and she stared into the distance, her eyes wild. Ren looked back up at me, her glare venomous.
“Um, are you okay, Ren?” I asked, kneeling down next to her.
“Get away from me,” she growled.
I flinched slightly. “Okay, you’re acting really weird. You know that, right? It’s kind of creepy.” I watched her warily as she glared at me.
Suddenly Ren spasmed, arching her back and tensing. “Leave me, now. Before I rip you… Kill you.”
I stood up, backing away slowly. “Wow… What the heck, Ren? Stop acting all cray-cray on me, okay? If this is revenge for me stealing that cake from Hansel’s Haven…” (Long story). “I’m really sorry. I know how you feel about chocolate cake, and I’ll never take it from you again!”
She glared at me, he grey eyes flashing. “She will be ripped, I will rip… no… we will…” She spasmed, leaping suddenly to her feet.
I walked backwards slowly as she advanced, stalking me. “Ren… Ren, who are you talking to?” I asked, panic leaking into my voice, “This is really freaky, okay? Stop it.”
Ren ignored me. Her pupils dilated and her body coiled. She leapt at me, ripping at my clothes and skin frantically, leaving long, red scratches all over my skin. I screamed, trying to shove her off of me, but she pushed me to the ground with supernatural force.
Suddenly, Ren stopped. She stood up, her pupils returning to normal size. Noticing me on the ground in front of her, she froze. “Noli… What’s happening to me?”
The whole clearing was silent. I squeezed my eyes shut, concentrating on my breathing, distracting myself from the pain. I felt strong, warm arms lift me up into the air and cradle me.
“Frey? Frey, is she okay?” Ren’s worried voice was distant, slurred.
“Stop, Ren. You’ve done enough.” I feel myself begin to move. Whoever is carrying me, Frey, I think, moves quickly, bounding away from Ren. I want to tell him to stop. That wasn’t Ren. That was… Something else. We need to help her. But I can’t. I’m trapped, trapped in this hazy world, where light and sound is blurred and muted. Trapped. [End of Entry #7].
Hi everyone! Just wanted to say, SUPER sorry that I haven’t posted in FOREVER. I’ve been super busy. Finals are coming up, I got sick for almost a WEEK, and I got a blog for Christmas that I’m TRYING to work on but I haven’t even done a single post yet. Special thanks to @laura22, as usual, for this partnership thing we have going on! Apologies to @fairytalegirl123, @kiko55, and @cuteypie1mint for not putting in your characters yet. But I PROMISE I’ll write them in soon! Anyhow, thanks for reading and all of the support! Enjoy!
Thanks @fairytalegirl123! Like I mentioned in my first comment, sorry for not using Moonshine.
It’s fine. I’m sure I gave you all of the triplets, so if you don’t feel like you can write for Moonshine, there’s always the others that might be able the meet Nola earlier on. 🙂 (Yes, I know they have the most horrible names in the galaxy. I’m the worst namer to have been born.)
Amazing chapter! You know, @klyr , I have been waiting for your post for a very long time and finally, yay! Thanks for the tag. 🙂
Amazing chapter! Here are two bios that I’d like you to use:
Name: Queen Paige Hunter of Arabithia
Lineage: Daugther of Merlin and Queen Polly of Arabithia
Favorite Mogrif: Owl
Talent: Whatever she draws comes to life
Appearance: Braided blonde hair, blue eyes, fair skin
Casual Clothing: Red Blazer, Midnight blue jeans, black converse, Golden backpack holding other outfit and some food
Formal Clothing: Midnight Blue Fit-and-flare Dress, Golden Sneakers, Golden Backpack holding other outfit and food
Traits: Brainy, Hard-Working, Serious, Strateigc, Friendly, Outgoing
Fiancée: King Nolan Newman of Arabithia (see below)
Backstory: Paige was a part of The Mathematical 5 (read @polabear11)
Name: King Nolan Newman of Arabithia
Lineage: Son of a farmer named Samuel Newman and a baker named Madison Newman, who died when Nolan was nine.
Favorite Mogrif: Eagle
Talent: Same as Paige, that’s how they bonded
Appearance: Blonde hair, blue eyes, fair skin
Casual Clothing: Midnight blue shirt, black jeans, black converse, black drum case with other outfit and food inside
Formal Clothing: Midnight Blue Tux, Golden Sneakers, Golden Backpack with other outfit and food inside
Traits: Smart, caring, comforting, brave, dependable, athletic, kind
Fiancé: Queen Paige Hunter of Arabithia
Backstory: Nolan was a part of The Mathematical 5 (read it @polabear11 and favorites.)
Thanks so much, @polabear11! I’d love to use Paige! Is it alright if I use her as an alternate-universe character, so that I don’t have to adopt a bunch of other characters? Just so you know, it will take me a little while to write in Paige. I have about three other characters that I already need to write in, so she won’t be coming up for a little while. Hope you don’t mind!
I’d really like you to use both of them, but it is your story after all.
Sorry! I didn’t see Nolan’s bio! I will definitely use both. Is it all right if they are parallel universe characters? It’ll just be easier for me.
A “parallel universe” character is hard to explain… I’ll use Paige as an example. She would be a parallel universe character if I brought her into my story with just a basic backstory, and not at all related to the story that you’ve written. It just makes it easier, so that I don’t have to fully understand and adopt all of the other characters in your story. She probably has a bunch of experiences and ties with all of the other characters in the story that YOU wrote, but she would be a parallel universe character if those characters didn’t even exist in MY work. It just makes it easier.
Also, is it alright if I give you a bio for a different character? I don’t really like loaning out characters, such as Noli, that I’ve been working with a lot in my own story. It just feels messy. i can give you another bio, though… Totally okay if you don’t want it though!
Family: Rena is the daughter of a nameless banshee. She doesn’t know who her dad was.
Finger Glow: Champagne
Appearance: If you could use one word to describe Rena, it would be striking. She is tall, slim, and wiry, with blindingly pale skin. She has small, sharp white teeth, and when she smiles, she has dimples. Her eyes are a strange champagne color that glows slightly in the dark. Her hair is thick and dark auburn, and it falls to her waist in large, flowing waves. She tends to wear grey, and a lot of it. She prefers thinner, lighter fabrics, because she likes to move quickly without being burdened by heavy, thick clothing. She travels often, and all of her belongings fit into her leather back pack.
Personality: Rena is very loud. She talks a LOT. However, it isn’t empty talk. She always keeps everything she says concise and on-topic, and she manages to always have something to say. She isn’t shy. She spent much of her life travelling, and living with strangers, so she isn’t nervous around new people. She is also very good at reading people and manipulating them.
Backstory: Rena was the only daughter of a banshee. She doesn’t know her father. She was abandoned at an orphanage at three years old. She ran away as soon as she could, and has been wandering the world ever since. She doesn’t attend the School, yet, but she did test into Evil. However, she is considering attending a bit late…
It’s a bit vague, but feel free to use Rena! If you want to or don’t want to, just let me know!
Thanks for the bio and it is completely fine that you use them like that, to tell the truth I do that to most of my characters, I’m going to do that to @shawnmendesfan‘s Tai, Tobin, and Jaryd. Just please use both of them and have them end up together on the end!