No! Well, not yet. I haven't done the update. I've been pretty sick lately and I've been drowning in school work.
Oh! Well, get well soon! And I'll do it if you aren't well enough to. Just do your work and get well! Do you want me to do it?
Okay, Linda. I hope you didn't get foot and mouth. A white thingy grew on my tongue(EW!!) and the doctor said it was a virus. My friend got burner fever.
Marigold's POV A spinning started in my head. "Why are you--" I didn't get to finish my sentence. The next thing I saw was blackness, the whole world fading away. Oh jeesh. Not this. Again. Diamonde's POV Still staring at her in shock, I saw her mutter something and then she fell to the floor. I was still numb with shock and then..a woman walked in. She was pretty, with autumn red long hair, designer clothes and a few hints of makeup. She glared at me under her hat icily. What did I do? ??'s POV That idiot girl, Diamonde was staring at me. I shot her one of my ice glares and she quickly looked away. I need to get Marigold away to a place that has pollen. Looks were the answer. "Oh, dearie is that my Marigold! Marigold it's your aunt..Tutula!! " I said in a high-pitched British accent. I pretended not to have seen Marigold slumped on the floor, but then the owner of the shop came out. *ten minutes later* The brat Diamonde was with me. Ugh. I fed Marigold a cup of pollen. "Shock.." I muttered quietly. We were in a field of flowers. Marigold stirred. "Diamonde? Autumn?" she said my name like it was impossible. "Yes, Marigold. Me. Autumn. " I said firmly. "Do you think it's time to tell her her identity?" Marigold leaned over and whispered to me. "You have got a lot of explaining to do." I said and Diamonde looked away, her face fringed with hurt. Marigold sighed. "Diamonde..you're a flower faerie. "
Turns out Linda isn't leaving. But she's writing a short book or something. Anyway, enjoy! ~Chapter Two~ "..faerie." Marigold's voice echoed in her ears. "I don't believe you!" Diamonde stood still, shocked. "Taste your lips then. Have you ever noticed your skin is just a tad bit shimmery? Don't you notice every summer your back has something growing? You think it's a pimple, but it's really your wings. " Autumn cut in, her voice sharp. "Okay--then what else are you gonna tell me about? My best friend is a troll?" Diamonde snapped. "Actually, she's a shape-shifter. " Autumn muttered. Diamonde stared at her, shocked. "Does everyone have powers in this world?" she asked Marigold. Marigold hesitated then answered Diamonde slowly. "W-well, no. Shape-shifters are rare. They are faeries, ogres, trolls, mermaid-" Marigold started to say helpfully. "No! That's NOT what I meant. What I meant was, is everyone in this world a faerie or something?" "No, Diamonde. Our kind is very treasured. They are a lot of humans, you know. More then magical..creatures." Marigold's voice went up an octave higher, like she was annoyed. "..You don't have families?" Diamonde asked. "We're not really sure about yours, but I have a sister. Her name is Linda Evergreen." Marigold smiled. "Is she a faerie too?" "No, she's a nature Talker. " "Meaning?" "She communicates with nature, animals love her, that kind of stuff. " Marigold explained. "Did someone call me?" a light voice called out, and a figure emerged from the woods. A girl with flaming red hair, hazel eyes and a small figure stood there. Her breathtaking face twisted into a smile. "Marigold!How are you!" she giggled happily, her voice tinkling like bells. "She's cheerful.." Diamonde whispered. "..Academy. You think you can bring her there?" Autumn was saying to the girl, Linda. "S-sure, I guess! Swallows?" Linda smiled. Marigold explained to whole thing to me. "You see, we are going to the Faerie Flower Academy. "