UNSPOKEN

Ok so i used to draw these comics about a girl who was easily distracted and a squirrel who constantly saved her life from a masked guy who wants to kill her. Now I suck really bad at drawing so these people and squirrel dont have mouths and neither did my art projects. (thats how i came up with the title) Im only writing these because TB said i dont have enough stuff on my movellas, so i decided to write the UNSPOKEN comics in journal entry form from Wanted's point of view.

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16. Training

It was beautiful, bright glowing stars surrounding me. It was truly a sight to see. I decided to get up and look around. Walking was really just bouncing. It was so peaceful just to float-bounce. Then a sparkle caught my eye. I floated towards it and realized it was a necklace. Actually a locket. I clicked it open and saw a picture of a boy with light brown hair and blue eyes and a girl with perfect blond curls and the biggest brown eyes I have ever seen. I didn't recognize either of them.  After studying it  I clicked it closed and realized there was an engraving. It read, Don't forget me. I fastened the clasp around my neck and figured I could ask Sparky later. I was tired, so I pulled out the blue velvet, closed my eyes, and willed it to bring me home. My eyes almost opened. I put my hands over them to keep them shut because they kept prying themselves open. I landed with a thud on my bed and was breathing heavy. I layed down and hugged my pillow close. There was no way I was going to sleep tonight.

A few hours later the sun shone brightly through the pink translucent curtins. I lugged myself out of bed. My eyes were still half closed and my brother greeted me with a smile.

Man, you look terrible. He stated. 

Shut up.

What happened?

Couldn't sleep.

Why?

Then I gave him this look that pretty much said: Do you really have to ask? Then he shrugged and lead me to the office. I stepped on the square with my eyes closed and they stayed closed. No one trying to pry them open against my will. I landed hard on my shoulder about two feet away from the mat. I was awake now.

Ready to learn some defense skills?

Sure. I thought rubbing my shoulder.

Then he gestured to the red plastic cup on the table and explained that I try to make it fly backwards away from me and pin it against the wall. Since I couldn't use spells or a wand I stuck out my hand and willed it to be pinned.I really was trying but I couldn't get the locket out of my head. Then there was a cloud of smoke and the smell of burning plastic filled the room. I squinted as I walked over to the table and wafted the smoke away. The cup was mangled and torn to shreds. It looked so pitiful. Then I tried to pick it up but it was so hot I dropped it.  I looked over to Vaughn, but he was staring at Sparky in a "I-told-you-so" sort of way.

"How was I supposed to know? You were the one who decided she should learn!"

Your the one who said it was a good idea!

"Well you..."

Ahem, I butted in. Can someone please tell me what happened?

Nothing that can't be explained. Your powers just backfired because they aren't ready yet. You just need to focus more. Is something distracting you? Vaughn explained.

I thought of the necklace and touched it over my shirt. No, I'm just tired.

" I think that's enough magic for now. Why don't you give Reitanna her pictures back?"

Vaughn looked really confused. What pictures?

"Oh you know, the ones you took of her when she was in the tree."

I had completely forgotten all about those pictures. That was the whole reason I was tracking them down in the first place.

I don't know what you're talking about. He was sincerely confused.

"Oh please I know you were the one who was using the spy beetle to take pictures of her."

What? I never took pictures of her. What's this about a spy bug? Then he looked at me confusion in his eyes.

Wait, if it wasn't you who took the pictures. Then who did?

 

 

 

 

 

 

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