Pinky kept all the utensils in the washbasin. We came back to the living room. While coming back she got two glasses of juice. We sat near the window ...aving juice and watching TV. The cold wind was blowing and was making the atmosphere romantic.There was silence in the room and I broke thatMe: So how’s your new married life?Pinky: (smiling) So far so good.Me: Why so? Are you not happy?Pinky: It’s not like I am not happy. But you know.Me: Know what? Come on you can speak out with me. Maybe I can. You're eighteen years old, as are all the girls here, so they will treat you like an adult. So - behave, ok?''Whatever,' said Poppy, slamming the door. She turned and looked up at the imposing gothic building behind her. It was somewhere out in the country. Another school to waste her time in. She didn't care. She checked her reflection in her phone - her brown shoulder length hair looked good. Pity about the uniform, she thought as she looked down at herself and smoothed her skirt. A pleated. Why are guys such douchebags? She said between gasps of air. I thought Brad was different, that he was the one. I came over and sat on the edge of her bed. I know honey, I gently said as I rubbed her back. What did he do to you? It was that slut down the hall. He has been screwing her the entire time, and stupid me just thought he wanted to take things slow. Jen you arent stupid, I told her as she sat up. He is the stupid one for letting an amazing girl like you slip between his fingers. Do you. "We have just heard the false Fladomir of the North has signed a pact with Cityplex. Already, armoured forces are crossing the border and gathering for invasion. We must recall Piet." Piet?" Fladomir, blinked."Blueforce?" the aide told him. "The men you sent against Bluefields. Our forces are scattered. We must concentrate to defend our Ride." Piet? Ah, sure, we must do that." Are you all right, Fladomir?" the aide asked."He's getting a cold," the girl, Devo, told him helpfully.The aide glanced.