LizZEE ITS YOUR TURN AAAAA

~Mai

One eternity later
~Phil

I like apples :3
~Turtle

*cough* pears better *cough*
~Phil

NO WAY ARE PEARS BETTER THAN APPLES! Mai, which one d'you think is better? Apples or Pears?
~Turtle

Tbh I like any sour fruit (●'∀｀●) so I can't choose rip,,, I actually prefer pineapple ;-;
~Mai

Pineapple... Pine-Apple... Pineapple...
APPLE!
~Turtle

Smh you people don't know the true meaning of life have you guys even tried bananas

~Phil

I don't even like bananas XD
~Turtle

You have not lived

So is anyone gonna write or
~Phil

Iᔕᑎ'T IT ᒪIᘔᘔIE'ᔕ Tᑌᖇᑎ TO ᗯᖇITE? ᙭ᗪ
~ᒪè ᔕᗰOᒪ TᑌᖇTᒪE

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*One Month Later*

Okeeeii...

Turtle be bored of waiting. So Turtle gonna write a chapter -(ThatAwkwardTurtle_ )

But, Yeah. I don't work on this book ;-;
Um... Idk what to say anymore XD

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1st Person

Garroth ran his fingers across the F/C walls. "Laurance helped you pick it?" he said, traces of jealousy in his voice.

Irene, what was with these lads? They all seemed to get along... then boom! I came along, and they're all jealous of one another.

"Um," I hesitated. This was a train wreck waiting to happen. "Sorta."

"It's nice," Dante commented, opening the door.

"Where is Laurance, anyway?" I asked, curiously, leaning against the wall of my new house.

It felt weird saying that I owned a house. The last time I even lived in one was...
Snap out of it, Y/N!

Dante purses his lips, and went inside. He hadn't asked, but I suppose he assumed it was alright. Maybe that's how it works in Phoenix Drop?

"He's with Lady Aphmau," Garroth said.

"Oh."

Why was I disappointed? Laurance was just a guy. I mean, we had been an inch apart at one point yesterday. It had felt nice and all but...

I mentally slapped myself. What the hell was wrong with me today?

"Have you met Travis?" Garroth changed the subject, and his expression. A smile suited him.

I shook my head, "Don't think so."

"Flirty dude. Looks like a snowball?"

"A snowball?" I laughed faintly, and played with the edge of my F/C cloak.

"White hair," the blond explained. He looked at the house, "Shall we go inside?"

"Sure."

We both went for the doorway, which clearly wasn't big enough for the both of us. I felt myself grow flustered, and heat up. Garroth and I were squished together.

He was bright red, "Well, here we are."

I swallowed, not even attempting to say anything. I knew it'd just come out in a load of sounds and splutters. Instead, I nodded, feeling myself become warmer. Blood rushed to my cheeks.

Honestly, I never thought I'd be closer to a boy than I was with Laurance yesterday. Suppose I was wrong. I tried to move, but ended up just falling closer to Garroth.

"S- Sorry!"

"What's that?" He gestures at something on the floor, which seems to be completely irrelevant at a time like this.

I crane my head round.

What I see, is my dagger. I curse under my breath. I can't even pick it up.

"C- Can... Can..." I blurt out in a series of stutters, "We... m- m..."

"Y- yeah," Garroth frowns, "But... Can I get a hug first?"

Before even waiting for my reply, he pulls me into a tight embrace.

Oh my Irene. Again, I curse. There's probably no difference between my face and a tomato right now.

Garroth's arms are wrapped around my waist. One of his fingers, finds a strip of my skin, just below my shirt. I've had the shirt for almost three years; it's bound to be a little small. If it's even possible, I become a brighter shade of red.

"You know," Garroth whispers into my ear, making me shiver, "We should do this more often, Y/N."

"N- NO!" I manage to wriggle out of his arms, "GET OFF!"

Dante comes around the corner, hands in pockets, whistling. He doesn't seem aware of Garroth and I, yet. I try to push Garroth away from me, but before I can Dante sees.

"Oh," his eyes grow wider.

"D- Dante..." Garroth begins stuttering. Fantastic! Now, you become shy?

I step over Garroth's leg, and myself off. "We were..." I look at the blond, and take a deep breath, "Just coming in."

Dante's body seems to relax. "I thought-"

"You thought wrong," I snap, instincts kicking in.

The blue haired boy, steps backwards. Guilt rushes through me. "Sorry."

"It's fine," Dante breaths, going towards the door. "I gotta go."

He dodges around me, and as he does so I swear I see a tear in his eye. I feel even more guilty. Garroth doesn't even try to stop him.

"Y- Y/N..."

"Go away."

"It's my fault, though. I- I..."

"I said," I turned to face Garroth. Anger replaced my guilt. "Get out."

"Y/N, I'm sorry-"

"OUT!"

Why am I so mad? Moments ago we were hugging, and if Dante hadn't interrupted, perhaps we'd be kissing. The thought makes me feel sick.

Garroth doesn't try to say anything else, he just leaves. He leaves me, and my dagger. I should've just stayed in O'Khassis.

A/N

If anyone wants to finish this off with another 100-200 words or so, feel free to XD - Mollehhhh (Turtle)

NO GO AHEAD AND POST THIS YES THANK YOU TURTLE YOU ARE OUR SAVIOR

-cookie (if you dont i will for you)

IM JUST GONNA PUBLISH ITS ALREADY V GREAT (*ﾉ▽ﾉ)

~Mai