Astrid's POV Επτά ημι-στατιστικώς θα απαντήσει την κλήση. Καταιγίδας ή φωτιά τον κόσμο πρέπει να πέσει. Έναν όρκο να κρατήσει με τελική ανάσα. Και τους εχθρούς να φέρουν όπλα για να τις πόρτες του θανάτου. I read the note. It seemed foreign but at the same time I knew it from somewhere. Well, everything was hard for me to read. What with me being dyslexic and all. I looked around at everyone to see if someone was watching me. There was. In the back of the class, a boy was staring at me. He had dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. I knew who he was instantly. Oliver Smidt. The most popular and cutest guy in the eighth grade. Why would he be sending me, the weirdest girl in the eighth grade, notes? After class, I quickly walked to my locker, not caring about the looks Oliver was giving me. I opened my locker with ease, but somebody shut it. It was him. "What do you want?" I asked him. He only laughed in my face. "You're thirteen right?" He asked. I crosses my arms. "Same as you genius." He started laughing again. Then he grabbed my arm. "You need to come with me." I looked at him like he was crazy. I tried to pull away from him, but he was too strong. "Let go of me," I said. I looked around and noticed that people started staring at us. "This is for your own safety," he replied. I suddenly had a burst of strength. I grabbed his free hand and flipped him over. He lay on the ground gasping for breath. I kneeled down next to him and whispered. "Don't mess with me pretty boy." I stood up and walked away. But Oliver jumped back up for more. He grabbed both my shoulders and started to lead me outside. Teachers tried to stop him, but he pushed them away like they were nothing. "Stop there Oliver." A scrawny guy was blocking his path. I felt the pressure on my shoulders increase. I cried out in pain. "You can't stop me, Felix," Oliver said. The kid Felix had brown hair and dark eyes. He was in my grade, but looked younger. "They'll be very disappointed in you," Felix replied. "Like I care. Now move or I'll destroy her right now!"
I'm a big action writer, I just can't fill the spaces between the action which is why my stories fail
:3 my action is like... Say, unbelievable stuff. Swords bigger than the wielder, magic powerful enough to destroy mountains, technology never thought of
My best idea, never out into a story, was about technology fueled on hydrogen. The weapons emitted a pulse, and as the pulse went along the more hydrogen it absorbed and the more destructive it became. At the distance of about a kilometer, a certain one hydrogen blast would level a mountain
"They'll kill you if you do," Felix said. The pressure on my shoulders increased and I screamed again. Olive laughed at my pain. "I wouldn't try anything," Oliver snarled. I looked and saw a crowd forming. But nobody seemed to come closer. "Just let me go!" I choked out. "You're too valuable. If I can't get An, you'll have to do," he whispered in my ear. I saw Felix straighten. "Stop this now!" He shouted at him. All of a sudden, the sky darkened and thunder rolled. Oliver seemed to notice it to an release his grip a little. I tried struggling again. But he saw that and his grip on my shoulders tightened even more. Tears started to run down my cheeks. "They won't help you. They're too busy with more important matters," Oliver said. Felix took a step closer. "I wouldn't think that if I were you." Then, as if by magic, Oliver was pushed back. Once his hands her gone, I ran over to Felix. I hugged him. He was hesitant then hugged me back. I pulled away and stood behind him watching Oliver. He was on the ground. But he started to get up. "Nice trick," he laughed. "But it won't help you." Oliver started to advance but was stuck. I looked at his feet and saw that ice covered his shoes. He struggled but was stuck. "No, but that might." Felix started to laugh. Then stopped suddenly. Oliver was laughing too. "Try this, fish!" That's all I remember before passing out.
Hope you guys like the mysteriousness of it. Who's An? Is it short for something? How did Oliver's feet just get covered in ice? What did he mean by fish? And what's up with the storm clouds? All to be answered......