Pangaea* (Under revision!)

50.5 million years into the future, and Earth has reverted back to it's original state-the super continent of Pangaea. A new country is born, learning from past mistakes. A girl, riddled with sadness but an unknown power. A boy, with a silver spoon in his mouth and pockets full of money. This infant country is, however, surrounded by war and death, and both boy and girl are no exception. When a government plot threatens to overthrow everything they hold dear, Adelle and Marcus must search themselves to decide what's right.

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16. I'm Too Dependent

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

           "No. I'm..too dependent on Marcus. I need to go back to who I was."     I thought to myself. It was hard to admit, even if it was just to myself.  I swallowed my fear and looked the barmaid in the eye. "I apologize, I got too carried away in with my dancing." I said in an even voice. I wasn't expecting the woman to laugh, or even smile for that matter, but she seemed warm and friendly. "Nonsense, you were fantastic! In fact, I was planning to offer a job position as one of the entertainers." My dirty mind couldn't help but remind me of how wrong that sentence sounded. "Uh..'Entertainer'?" The woman, now realizing her mistake, blushed a bright red. "A dancer..not in that sort of way. I meant your ballet. It was beautiful." I smirked, basking in the praise. My mother had told me I was awful-so much that she had taken me out of class. I debated over the job, however. We did need money, and since we had nothing to trade, supplies were going to be hard to get.

    "I'll...take it." I said, hesitating. "Alright! Well, my name is Belle, and here's your outfit.." Belle shoved a bundle of blue fabric in my arms, before rushing me off to a small room in the back. I quickly pulled the ballet dress over my head, and tied the strings on my slippers. Where had she gotten this costume? "I used to dance when I was younger, and I kept a few of my costumes." Belle had read my mind. Swallowing my pride, I took a tentative step out into the main hall. Several conversations had abruptly stopped, but thankfully nothing else had happened. I smiled, suddenly filled with confidence.  I stepped lightly onto the stage, and began my dance. I didn't know the song, or any choreography. I just did what felt right. 

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      I panted hard as I did my last twist, before elegantly falling to the ground as the strands of music faded into the background  My body wasn't used to this workout! As the last of the day's crowd faded away, I groaned loudly. "Marcus, never let me do that again. And I can't get up." I heard a snort. Marcus had come in about halfway through my dance, and promised he would never let me forget this moment. "Shut up!" I growled. A sudden thought popped into my mind. "I can make more money than you in 4 hours when you worked for 7!" I laughed. Marcus had found labor work while I was dancing. "Mwahahaha" I laughed, faking a vampire accent. "Still, we can't stay here long. We're leaving at dawn." I sighed. This little town had grown on me-I almost didn't want to leave. Almost. Nothing would soothe the boiling anger and the thirst for revenge coursing through my veins. This, was a promise. 

     "Excuse me, Miss, but your dance was lovely." I looked up from my place on the floor. "What?" My brain's too fried for sweet talk." The boy laughed, and I recognized him as the lead singer of the band. A mop of dirty blonde hair covered his face, and he wore glasses. I frowned. He looked vaguely familiar. I was just about to question him when a flash of green caught my eye. In an instant, I was on my feet, tilting the boy's chin towards me. I scanned the face I knew so well, one I knew had spat at me, and made my life a living hell.. "Andrew." I spat, before delivering a heavy blow to his chin, knocking him on the ground. "Bastard!" I hissed. Why was he here? "Where. Is. My. Mother?"

    ***********For those of you who don't remember, Andrew is her abusive brother whom she hasn't seen for nearly 3 years. Sorry for the suckiness of this update!**********************

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