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eyes… Ooh my God Lizzy you cannot imagine how much I wanted to spit on his face…okay that’s extreme” She chortled then paused for breath, took a sip of her booze then continued.
“Anyway… he comes to me and then traces his finger on my jaw line. I yank it way so fast, already irritated. Then he goes like.
Zoe imitated his voice “It’s okay honey.” “In my head am like honey? Really! I’ll be damned. Then he keeps talking “there is no need to get feisty so what can I do for you, or let me rephrase it, how can I do you…. And that got me to the edge.”
“He really said that?”
“Yeah he seriously did, but I Zoe, as cordial as I could get, apologized. I told him am sorry. There was a mistake and I turned to leave. Just a step forward, I feel his strong hand on my waist, here on my stomach.” she illustrated “I turned almost immediately not really thinking by then, I just snapped and slapped him so hard… I don’t know if it was the right move or not but I was feeling betrayed, mad and angry.”
“Oh my God that’s when I saw you, and I was gazing at him thinking he would react or something but the dude barely flinched, he just stood there like a robot.”
“You saw that right, he is so full of himself that promiscuous bastard.”
“I can’t believe it.”
“It’s hard to, he has just changed to the worst.” she sighed.
“Weell…Enough of the jerks, let’s toast.” Liz promulgated as she poured more liquor into the glasses.
“Toast to what?” Zoe asked taking the glass from Liz.
“Let’s toast to boyfriendless, hot us, those are unlucky. jerks who. should not. Deserve. The heart of hot pretty girls.”
“Ok! To whatever that is.” Zoe laughed.
In the stillness of the aplomb night, when the sky showered Desolia with glittering rays of bright moonlight, Zoe and Liz were impinged upon a deep deathlike sleep. It was not the booze, definitely not fatigue and certainly not ordinary sleep. Tangled in the same ineluctable fate were thirty seven, eighteen year old girls, mysteriously accumulated from all around Doomsberg.
The unavoidable fate came upon them in a dream. A dream that felt too real to be just an ordinary dream. Without knowing, they were inadvertently experiencing the real, very much alive supernatural side of Doomsberg.
Inside a candle lit room, Zoe’s eyes were quiet opposite to what they should really be in real life. Though she was not quite certain if wherever she was at that particular time was anyhow substantial.
She turned her body aimlessly not able to control her anxiety. Her eyes roamed around uncontrollably, analyzing, probing and observing her mysterious surroundings. The place looked like an ancient castle of a sort.
It had thick stone walls. Its ceiling rose too high she could barely give an estimate. It was supported by extremely large pillars that were sculptured ornately encircling the spacious hall. The walls had large candles of a variety of colors lit upon them. Furthermore it had ancient looking chandeliers glowing from each sides of an equally large podium.
On the hall before the podium was an array of chairs organized in seven rows and columns.
Zoe looked around for any familiar face. Her eyes loitered from a girl with hospital robes, who looked like she would die if she was left standing there for another minute. Another girl looked like a drunken whore, and another one looked like she would pee on her pants any minute. Some other interesting girl looked oddly calm with the situation. After few minutes of peering she saw a number of classmates. They had never been friendly to one another, but surprising enough a smile curved on her confused face.
Despite the unnerving environment, it was awkwardly relieving to see a face she knew. She observed that there was no one on sight to supervise the excited lot, hence decided to take matters into her hands and find some answers. Just after taking three steps towards her quest for
“Anyway… he comes to me and then traces his finger on my jaw line. I yank it way so fast, already irritated. Then he goes like.
Zoe imitated his voice “It’s okay honey.” “In my head am like honey? Really! I’ll be damned. Then he keeps talking “there is no need to get feisty so what can I do for you, or let me rephrase it, how can I do you…. And that got me to the edge.”
“He really said that?”
“Yeah he seriously did, but I Zoe, as cordial as I could get, apologized. I told him am sorry. There was a mistake and I turned to leave. Just a step forward, I feel his strong hand on my waist, here on my stomach.” she illustrated “I turned almost immediately not really thinking by then, I just snapped and slapped him so hard… I don’t know if it was the right move or not but I was feeling betrayed, mad and angry.”
“Oh my God that’s when I saw you, and I was gazing at him thinking he would react or something but the dude barely flinched, he just stood there like a robot.”
“You saw that right, he is so full of himself that promiscuous bastard.”
“I can’t believe it.”
“It’s hard to, he has just changed to the worst.” she sighed.
“Weell…Enough of the jerks, let’s toast.” Liz promulgated as she poured more liquor into the glasses.
“Toast to what?” Zoe asked taking the glass from Liz.
“Let’s toast to boyfriendless, hot us, those are unlucky. jerks who. should not. Deserve. The heart of hot pretty girls.”
“Ok! To whatever that is.” Zoe laughed.
In the stillness of the aplomb night, when the sky showered Desolia with glittering rays of bright moonlight, Zoe and Liz were impinged upon a deep deathlike sleep. It was not the booze, definitely not fatigue and certainly not ordinary sleep. Tangled in the same ineluctable fate were thirty seven, eighteen year old girls, mysteriously accumulated from all around Doomsberg.
The unavoidable fate came upon them in a dream. A dream that felt too real to be just an ordinary dream. Without knowing, they were inadvertently experiencing the real, very much alive supernatural side of Doomsberg.
Inside a candle lit room, Zoe’s eyes were quiet opposite to what they should really be in real life. Though she was not quite certain if wherever she was at that particular time was anyhow substantial.
She turned her body aimlessly not able to control her anxiety. Her eyes roamed around uncontrollably, analyzing, probing and observing her mysterious surroundings. The place looked like an ancient castle of a sort.
It had thick stone walls. Its ceiling rose too high she could barely give an estimate. It was supported by extremely large pillars that were sculptured ornately encircling the spacious hall. The walls had large candles of a variety of colors lit upon them. Furthermore it had ancient looking chandeliers glowing from each sides of an equally large podium.
On the hall before the podium was an array of chairs organized in seven rows and columns.
Zoe looked around for any familiar face. Her eyes loitered from a girl with hospital robes, who looked like she would die if she was left standing there for another minute. Another girl looked like a drunken whore, and another one looked like she would pee on her pants any minute. Some other interesting girl looked oddly calm with the situation. After few minutes of peering she saw a number of classmates. They had never been friendly to one another, but surprising enough a smile curved on her confused face.
Despite the unnerving environment, it was awkwardly relieving to see a face she knew. She observed that there was no one on sight to supervise the excited lot, hence decided to take matters into her hands and find some answers. Just after taking three steps towards her quest for
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