Another update! *･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･''･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･* Gwyneth's P.O.V A few weeks later I glanced around my bright, yellow room. It had been this color for as long as I could remember, but now it seemed to be a duller yellow. To me, at least. I slid the shutters on my windows open, and peeked out to see if she had arrived yet. Unfortunately, Emily's jet black car was not in the driveway. I closed the shutters and settled back on my bed, covered by the darkness in my room. It was around 8 in the evening, and my mom was going to a party with some friends. Finally, I heard the hum of her dad's Toyota and knew she was here. I went to the front door and opened it before stepping out in an old pair of jeans and a black tank top. Emily, on the other hand, was not dressed as casually as I was. I sighed. "Why are you wearing that?" I groaned while gesturing at the dress. It was a deep blue dress that fit her body perfectly. Every piece of clothing she owned seemed to fit her body perfectly. Almost like magic... "What?" She said with a smile. She walked in, her kitty-heels clacking on the wood floor. I locked the door behind her before turning. "Why are you so dressed up?" I asked, already knowing the response I'd get. She grabbed my wrist and began pulling me to my room. "We're going out! And you're going to get dressed up!" I planted my feet on the ground so that she couldn't pull me along. "Oh stop," she grumbled. "Don't give me your 'mini Chernobyl meltdown' face. I don't deserve it today." She was right, so I let her drag me along. She swung open the doors to my closet and began looking for dresses. "Oh this one is very nice...hmm this might work but I don't know if I want people to look at you....oh this is gorgeous, maybe you could lend it to me..." I flopped onto my bed as she pulled out the dresses she thought would fit the occasion. I waited patiently, staring at the ceiling fan while she rummaged through my closet. "Ok, here my top three choices," she gestured at the ones she had hung so I could see them better. One was a short, black dress that had a flouncy skirt, another was a long, burgundy dress with a sweet-heart neckline, and the last was white with an empire waist. I shook my head. "Nope, not wearing any of these." "Please, come on, you hardly wear dresses nowadays." "Well..." I trailed off and went to my closet. I searched for some certain articles of clothing and flung them on the bed. "I'll wear that." She picked up the clothes and rolled her eyes. "Fine, as long as you let me help you get dressed. Half the time you don't even put the vest or tie on right." I shrugged and let her help me into the white button down shirt and black vest. I slipped on a pair of black dress pants and had her help me with the tie. "Ya know," I said as I fixed my cuffs. "you never told me where we're going." She tightened the tie around my neck and I went to go find some shoes. "It's a surprise." "Then I guess the shoes I'm going to wear will also be a surprise," I replied, pushing her out of the room. "Fine fine, I'll wait in the living room." I closed the door and raced back to the closet. I quickly put on a pair of black socks and my sleek, black Oxfords before taking out the Book from my shelf. I flipped to today's date and looked at what was written. Only one sentence was there. "Emily will surprise Gwyneth with interesting information." *･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･''･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･* Alright, I finally updated
Updating! *･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･''･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･* Gwyneth's P.O.V I got into Emily's car and closed my eyes as she drove. She was talking the whole time, but I was too busy thinking to pay any attention. My mind raced as I tried to figure out what it would be that she would tell me. I hoped it wasn't anything drastic. Before I realized it, we were at her house. My hands were clammy and I knew she realized I was on edge. "What's wrong babe?" She asked, worry in her eyes. "Nothing, nothing," I tried to reply nonchalantly, but I knew I sounded nervous. We walked into her house and she dragged me upstairs to her room. "You had me get dressed up just to come to your house?" I asked, raising my eyebrows. She smirked, and her eyes changed color. I wasn't sure if I had seen correctly so I rubbed my eyes, but sure enough, they were a black now instead of their usual green. "Emily?" I asked, running my hand through my short hair in nervousness. "Yes?" Her gaze was piercing now and her smirk had formed into a snarl. "I know what you have. What you haven't been telling me!" I furrowed my brows in confusion. "What are you talking about?" She began to laugh maniacally and a black smoke began to form around her before it completely covered her from view. I tried to blow the smoke away, but this was no ordinary smoke. I waited, horrified, until the smoke cleared and I heard the clang of metal against her floor. There standing in front of me was who I thought was my girlfriend, but now she was different. Her eyes were completely black now and her attire had changed. Gone was the blue dress, replaced with a black uniform of sorts. In her hand, she was wielding a huge metal scythe. And she had wings! Black feathered wings that looked as though they were more powerful than even the metal object she was holding. "Who are you?" I asked, falling back on her bed. "Emily, Lilith, Morgan, some people call me the Raven." I gulped and was about to ask something else when she launched into a monologue. "I know what you're thinking. Hmm, what is she? Well, I'm not human. I'm a reaper, but I'm sure you could tell," she smiled before continuing. " I've come for you, and that wretched book of yours. I've come to kill you." I was terrified, but being the idiotic person I was, still had to open my mouth. "And why am I dressed like this?" "Oh, because I like to see my victims dressed in their finest clothing when I kill them," she growled, lunging at me. *･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･''･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･* Eh, it could be better. But of course, I had to add a shinigami ?
And a short update for someone *･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･''･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･* Gwyneth's P.O.V "Crap!" I barely managed to move out of the way as she swung the scythe. I heard it whistle through the air and hit the wall with a thunk. I knew I was a goner, but I wasn't sure how long it'd take for her to kill me. She yelled in frustration and abandoned the scythe that was stuck in the wall. She cornered me and began to dig her sharp nails into my neck. I could feel hot liquid stream from her nails were piercing through the skin, and my white shirt began to get crimson stains. "You'll pay for using the Book Gwyneth. You'll pay. People like you should be-" She was cut off by a blinding light that caused her to let go of my neck. I fell to the ground only to be picked up by two strong arms before passing out. A few days later... "Gwyneth....Gwyneth can you hear me?" I opened my eyes, but a powerful, white light made me quickly close them again. "Oh, I'm sorry, that's my fault." The voice seemed so comforting. I opened my eyes and this time there was no light aside from the natural sunlight coming from the window. I looked to where the voice was coming from and saw a guy about my age staring back. I was startled so I moved to the other side of the bed only to find that my neck hurt like hell. "OW!" I yelled, clutching my neck tenderly. The guy rushed to my side, worry in his eyes. "Are you alright Gwyneth?!" "Yeah, I'm fine...but who are you?" He smiled at me kindly before responding. "I'm Alexander. I'm the one who saved you from Emily." I was shocked. How could he have saved me from her? He was of average build, though he was quite the looker. "But...how...she...you..what?" He chuckled before responding. "Well, I'm an angel." *･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･''･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･* Ladies and gents, I present to you Alexander the angel Written with the help of a certain Señor Ty
Annnnnd another update *･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･''･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･* Gwyneth's P.O.V I was scared, but Alexander seemed friendly, so I tried to calm myself. "An...angel?" He nodded calmly as if it was an everyday thing to tell people he was an angel. Which, maybe for him, it was. I shivered and realized I was only in my underwear. I scrambled to cover myself with the sheets that surrounded me. He shook his head and smiled before standing up. He was wearing nice clothes, but nothing overtly dressy. And definitely nothing I imagined an angel would wear. As he slipped on some shoes, he began to whistling to himself. "Are you hungry?" He asked. I thought about it for a moment and realized that I was indeed ravenous. "Actually, I am. Where can I get some food?" I stood up and looked around for my clothes, making sure to keep the sheets wrapped around my body. "I'll be in the kitchen downstairs if you need me. And there are some clothes for you in that," he pointed to a white armoire before leaving the room and shutting the door. I opened it, and saw that hanging were some of my clothes. That I knew without a doubt should've been at home. I found some leggings and a green hoodie which I slipped on before lacing up a pair of converse. I closed the doors before racing downstairs and into the kitchen. "What the hell did you do? How do you have my clothes?!" He turned from where he was standing at the stove and sighed. "I went to your house, forged a note, and took some of your clothes and shoes. You'll be fine." He turned back to the stove and finished up the food he was making for me. "Forged a note?! For who? Saying what?" This time he responded without turning back to look at me. "For your mother. Saying Emily had broken up with you and that you were leaving for a while to clear your head." I sat down and looked at the food he had on a plate. Alexander walked over to me and placed the plate in front of me. As soon as I got a fork, I started shoveling the food into my mouth. Never had I felt this hungry, and the food tasted delicious. After a few minutes I had finished and was still hungry. "Um, Alex, why am I so hungry?" Alexander started laughing. "Alex? Well, you were out for three days." *･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･''･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*