Alright, do Jade has her update, and she is going to post it later. Nellie's at the doctor getting her finger checked, and she's sunburned. She's updating later today. This is Me and Tiffany's Collab with Anna and Sungjong. ;3 enjoy~ ---------------------------------- Anna~ I hopped through the meadow, the oh so secret meadow. It's the only place that doesn't have any people to laugh, or make fun of me. My bright, brilliant blue eyes searched around, one last time to look at everything. I had my charred flute, from the sparks that were created simply by my fingertips when my fingers danced across the wood, burning it. My flute wasn't the only thing burned. I often wore skin coloured make-up because of the several burns I'd bring onto my face. My short, black hair danced with the wind, the purple and blue coming along as well. The red pendant on my neck had an A on it, for Anna. My mother's name was Analiese. Recently, Emilia and Melodie had me in their small group of misfits, all coming from a fantasy land, and having powers no one knew, or needed to find out about. I sat in the grass, just looking at everything that was unbelievably miraculous. I couldn't help but to sigh and inhale the amazing air. Like Buenos Aires. I loved it there. I played my wooden flute, the notes dancing in the wind. A light gust of maybe four miles per hour. I liked it like that. I closed my eyes, and smiled. This was my fantasy. Peaceful Meadow. The place I go to everyday after school, to draw, play my flute, or practice my fire handling skills.
Anna~ The grass was a beautiful key lime green colour, making it shine transparently through the sun's rays. The dew on the grass was shinning as I lie in the grass at three in the morning. This is where I stay most of the time, but why am I up so early? Jeez. Maybe because I'm practically getting sick of the damn bubble blocking off my kitchen, and my parents won't leave me alone? Our house is falling apart, but eh. My room's upstairs, and all I eat are probably dumplings and oranges anyway. And blue berries. I inhaled deeply, opening my eyes to the slightly rising sun. Like it was getting up itself. Its Saturday, my favorite day. No school, and no errands. I sighed happily, smiling slightly. I recently had my braces taken off, so my teeth were all straight. I was pretty happy, but my mouth was sore. Ah, lovely Saturday.
Sungjong~ Myungsoo yelled at me, telling me to go get some fruits for him and Sungyeol, like what he always does. He could ask for the moon and I'd have to find some way to get it. He's our benefactor anyway. I trudged out, slinging an old black bag over my shoulder, heading towards the meadow. The fruits were free and fresh there anyway. Not long after, I emerged from the heavy foliage with a full, and cumbersome, bag. I practically had to drag it, as my stature was short and slim. Panting, I looked up, and the brilliant sapphire eyes caught my gaze from afar. Curious, I tiptoed over, as best as I could tiptoe with a bag as heavy as an elephant. Well, at least to me. Her hair was short and ebony black, with her stunning azure eyes piercing and embedding themselves in my memory. Gentle notes resonated from her charred flute, immediately calming my spirits and relaxing my body. I slowly crept up behind her, careful not to give myself away, but my clumsy feet eventually tripped over a small stone and I fell. Very, very loudly. I cursed myself silently under my breath, as Anna turned around abruptly, standing up and coming closer warily. --- Meh. I'm used to writing in present tense (did that over the holidays). Now I have to switch back to past tense.
XD Yes TIFFY, cause I love past tense that much. --------------- Anna~ I blinked, kneeling down in front of him, setting my flute next to me. "Are you alright?" I asked, smiling a bit. He had been carrying a bag, like I wouldn't have noticed. He had been sitting up, and the bag was next to him. I smiled for a minute before picking up my flute again. Sure it was burnt because every once in a while, someone would scare me while I was playing my flute and it sparked a fire. Not this time. At least I finished my song first before he scared me. He seemed happy, and I've seen him somewhere before. School maybe, but it's summer now. I wouldn't know. He asked of my name, as if to be sure. I smiled, and replied,"Anna. Anna Blue." He chirped his own name, and he simply grinned. "Cool name." I said mellowly, before playing my flute again.
Sungjong~ Anna. Anna Blue. That was her name, and it fit her perfectly. Especially her sapphire eyes. I noticed her flute was charred, and little flecks of burnt skin peeked out from under what seemed to be foundation or concealer. I slowly inched closer to Anna, while she backed away suspiciously. I whispered softly, "Your power is fire?" She nodded, and I gave a small squeal. "Oh my! I've always wanted to have the power of fire! But don't you burn yourself often?" I pouted, looking at her worriedly. She wiped off some of her makeup with her fingers as a response, and I gasped. Her face had several small burns, each at different stages of healing. I quickly pressed my index and middle finger of my right hand to her left cheek, which had the most burns, and let my power take over. A single red rose spread out from under my fingers like a tattoo. I closed my eyes, feeling Anna stiffen under my touch. Feeling that same relaxing, calming feeling I always did whenever I used my power. Whenever I healed. --- Bekka~ Now for Anna's response~ ^.^
Anna~ I stayed absolutely still, and I felt my face burn red. Not with fire, with blush. Isn't that just spectacular? I had both of my hands behind my back, my right hand sparking fire and my left hand covering it. I smiled slightly as he finished, my face had faded to a pink colour. "Hehe..Thank you..." I said shyly, rubbing the back of my neck with my left Hand, my right hand's fire extinguished. He smiled happily, and patted my head. I awkwardly smiled, looking up at his hand. I started to laugh, covering my mouth with my forearm, Afraid to burn myself. "Hahaha-" I was giggling, and snorting slightly at each laugh. He chuckled, as if he enjoyed my laughter.
Sungjong~ I giggled along with Anna, my cheeks burning up. It's the first time I had ever healed someone other than my family or Myungsoo, much less a girl. The only female I've ever healed was my mother, and I don't really think that counts. We chitchatted for a long time, from my grouses about my healing flower (mine was a rose, while my mother's a tiger lily) to how she controlled her power. I glanced down at my watch, and almost yelped in fear. I was an hour late! I quickly rushed off, grabbing my bag hastily, quickly explaining to Anna that I had to go, much to her dismay. I rushed off, waving my hand in a wordless goodbye.
Anna~ I smiled, waving back at him as I walked home, feeling happier then when I had came here. The walk was oddly more enjoyable as I walked back to my house, rather than walking to the meadow. As soon as I got home, I looked in the mirror, and looked at my face. I wiped my right cheek of it's foundation, and compared both sides. He healed my left, and I actually had forgotten what I had looked like without make-up or any burns to cover. I was a pale girl, maybe, slightly ivory. I went to my room, and flipped through my yearbook curiously, as to seeing his face being so familiar to me. I smiled, seeing his happy face in the year book with his name listed on the right side. I got ready for bed, though it was maybe only three in the afternoon. After all, I've been up for twelve hours, I need to sleep. I laid in bed, staring at my ceiling; a trillion thoughts going through my head. I enjoyed his company, in the end, my face had been in full blown fire mode. I liked how the blush felt on my cheek though... I do hope to see him again. I really do.
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Sungjong~ I returned home, and was, inevitably, yelled at by Myungsoo. I tuned out after his third word, and found my thoughts drifting to Anna. Her power, her eyes, her everything. I shuffled into my room, fiddling with the cuts and slices on my fingers. Unfortunately, I can't heal myself. I sketched her name out on a blank piece of paper. Her name looked beautiful even on paper. I sighed dreamily, hoping that I would see her again soon. Could the butterflies flitting around in my stomach prove that this is love? --- Eh, last update for today. Low battery, and it's my bedtime. >.<