September 9th
"I THINK THIS WILL BE GOOD FOR YOU,"
"I AGREE, WHOLEHEARTEDLY".
"IT'LL GIVE YOU ROOM TO REALLY THINK".
"ABOUT?"
"......."
" I- don't want to go, I don't -
"Hold on, I'm getting a call".
Retreating footsteps were heard.
"Go, figure."
"Hush, this is important for us all, "
"I just think that-
"We're speaking to your sister, Jackson"
"Now, go inside and start to pack, help Serafina out Jackson."
More retreating footsteps onto glass floors before a door slammed shut.
It was the silence that forged the cracks.
"There's no need for you to do anything at all."
"Yes I know, but I-
"Really , Mājhē prēma. You could decide to sit up on the fortune and spend your days idly lounging and we would not be upset. We'd do the same if we were you at your age. "
(my love)
"And I get that, but... I want to mama It's what I think I need to do."
"Priya, I have to agree with Nikita on this, I refuse to raise a spoiled brat! Especially one who used to dream of curtains and stag-
"STILL dream Bābā!
ESTÁ A LER
THIS MEANS WAR (ONGOING)
Ficção AdolescenteBurvington Preparatory Academy of Excellence. Home of the "Burlie" Boys. The richest , said to be strongest and some of the most genius minds in all of Great Britain. Home to the 4 most powerful boys (and then some) . They do, say and be who the...