"Hyu–" *toot*-*toot*
I lift my hand and touched his arms, nudging him.
Only shooting stars break the mold
Mia asked her ''What happened ,Xiu Ying?Why were you pulled out suddenly by that stranger?
So much to do, so much to see
"Just making sure."
"Well the club itself doesn't have a problem... The problem lies with its President" Yamamoto-san said
''Yes''
Ryota: "be careful and be back at 9:00"
Life is certainly getting more boring and boring by the day. Going to school on a daily basis. Talking to my friends. Joking around. Walking back home. Then I do the homework assignment. The rest of my Time is spent on my laptop. Haah. Why not just end it all and hope to reincarnate in a cultivation world? Nah. I'm too much of a coward to do that. Thankfully I didn't have to end it myself. This truck did. Thank you truck-sama. Fuck you truck driven-kun for making my death painfull. Haah. It's quite cold. I'm the center of attention eh? Feels... Not so nice. My lungs are killing me! Can't the reaper just hurry up and take my soul- ah... Thank god. I'm finally losing consciousness....
I wake up gasping, thirsty. Stark is laying on my lap, sound asleep. I gently, but swiftly put his head up. While one hand is holding his head, the other grasped the rest arm of the couch. I quickly stand up, putting Stark's head back. I look around, spotting Stark's sweatshirt. I stealthily ran to it and put it on. I hear a car door slam and groan. I put my hair in a ponytail, putting my hands behind my back. The door is forcefully open and I stretch gracefully. Three men come in. " Amályia, come with us" The one in the middle says. Amályia is my real name. It means 'Darkness' in French. "Why must I come with you? I have not had breakfast" I say coldly, putting my black boots on. One of the men take both my arms, pushing me to the wall. "Must I have to kill you?" I whine, annoyed. "Either you or this young man." He warns. I knew he was talking about Stark. My leg goes around the man's who is holding me and I yank it back, forcing him to fall. I take two knifes out of my boot, standing my ground. When I look around there is fog all around me. I try to breathe but it makes it hard to. I cough uncontrollably,falling to the ground. I am out of options. I sing a silent spell and I am now unconscious. I hope Stark is safe. This is the only way.? "I am sorry" I say, silently.
"That's all I want to do, make a change. This exploration can turn lives around! Just imagine the possibilities? New world, new home for us."