01/27/2018 - Penuary
Castle Law [WIP: possible scene]
I sat in on the pool chair and opened the novel. The party was going on around me. Theo really liked the music loud and no one seemed to mind. If I was anything like the people around me then maybe I would like this party too. I never fit into the world of rich kids, and I doubt I ever would. Suddenly, someone splashed water all over me and my book, soaking the pages. I slammed it shut and looked around, but my glasses were wet. I took them off, grabbed a towel, and dried them.
“Jade, watch out!” Greg yelled.
I quickly glanced up to see a volleyball coming right at my head. I moved just as the ball slammed into the chair where my head was just a split second ago. I exhaled in relief. Then, I realized that I just did that without my glasses. That could give my identity away. I looked around to see a few eyes on me.They seemed surprised that I dodged the ball, but not really concerned that I did it with my glasses off.
“Nice reflexes, sis!” Theo called from the pool.
“Sorry about that,” a girl said as she grabbed the ball and threw it back to the sand court. She ran away before I could reply.
As I finished cleaning my glasses, Greg came over and sat next to me as I put my glasses back on. “Nice reflexes indeed,” he echoed. I glanced at him. He was giving me a look of suspicion. If anyone noticed what really happened, it would have been him.
“Thanks,” I replied, trying to sound as innocent as I could.
“You’re eyesight must not be as bad as it seems.”
“I’m near-sighted, so I saw the ball coming,” I lied, but he’s expression went unchanged. “You don’t believe me?”
“Not really,” he replied. His honestly was a bit shocking.
I chuckled. “It’s not like I wear glasses for fun.”
“I seriously doubt you would wear then for the heck of it,” he replied as he stood. “So, then why do you wear them?” he asked, but I didn’t answer. He smiled, which took me by surprise. “Knowing you, it must be for something very important,” he said and began to talk away. “You should try to enjoy the party,” he added and left me alone. I wasn't sure what to do next. He definitely suspected me now, but what exactly did he think. Was he smart enough to put the very distant things together? I highly doubt he figured out that I was a spy just then. I’m sure my true identity was safe--for now.
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I sat in on the pool chair and opened the novel. The party was going on around me. Theo really liked the music loud and no one seemed to mind. If I was anything like the people around me then maybe I would like this party too. I never fit into the world of rich kids, and I doubt I ever would. Suddenly, someone splashed water all over me and my book, soaking the pages. I slammed it shut and looked around, but my glasses were wet. I took them off, grabbed a towel, and dried them.
“Jade, watch out!” Greg yelled.
I quickly glanced up to see a volleyball coming right at my head. I moved just as the ball slammed into the chair where my head was just a split second ago. I exhaled in relief. Then, I realized that I just did that without my glasses. That could give my identity away. I looked around to see a few eyes on me.They seemed surprised that I dodged the ball, but not really concerned that I did it with my glasses off.
“Nice reflexes, sis!” Theo called from the pool.
“Sorry about that,” a girl said as she grabbed the ball and threw it back to the sand court. She ran away before I could reply.
As I finished cleaning my glasses, Greg came over and sat next to me as I put my glasses back on. “Nice reflexes indeed,” he echoed. I glanced at him. He was giving me a look of suspicion. If anyone noticed what really happened, it would have been him.
“Thanks,” I replied, trying to sound as innocent as I could.
“You’re eyesight must not be as bad as it seems.”
“I’m near-sighted, so I saw the ball coming,” I lied, but he’s expression went unchanged. “You don’t believe me?”
“Not really,” he replied. His honestly was a bit shocking.
I chuckled. “It’s not like I wear glasses for fun.”
“I seriously doubt you would wear then for the heck of it,” he replied as he stood. “So, then why do you wear them?” he asked, but I didn’t answer. He smiled, which took me by surprise. “Knowing you, it must be for something very important,” he said and began to talk away. “You should try to enjoy the party,” he added and left me alone. I wasn't sure what to do next. He definitely suspected me now, but what exactly did he think. Was he smart enough to put the very distant things together? I highly doubt he figured out that I was a spy just then. I’m sure my true identity was safe--for now.
#write20for31 #penuary2018
Published on January 30, 2018 10:46
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