Summer Love

The lads from One Direction are mythical creatures and they don't know it until summer camp when they met a five girl group.


18. Katrina Morgy

Eleanor's P.O.V.

They identified the body. It was Katrina Morgy. A.K.A. the boy that blamed the hybrids about the 1st body's twin sister. Katrina and Kole were the only supernatural in his family. His mother was human, she thought that this was a troubled person camp and his physologist said that they should both be here. Their little sister was human, in our 5th year here Katrina, Kole and I were the best of friends they told me that their little sister let them feed off of her. 

"Katey!" his 5-year-old sister screamed. 

"Sarina! Come here sweetheart!" his mother said to Sarina.

"Is Katey dead?" Sarina asked her mother.

"Yes. She is dead." Kole stated. Then his mother caught sight of me.

"What are you looking at?" she said.

"Just a family being torn apart." Danielle said, helping me out. 

"Well, what are you? A drugy? A physco? A stupid girl?" Kole's mother said. Kole looked apologetically at us.

"Mrs. Morgy. Ms. Morgy," Ms. Combroiter said. "Please come in my office for some tea."

"As long as we can get out of this satanic place." Mrs. Morgy said.

"Come on, let's get out of here." Dani said.

"I didn't do anything!" we heard a french accent say. Rosey.

Rose's P.O.V.

"I can't believe Kole's dead." I said. 

"I know right." Aileen said.

"Come here, Rose." Harry said, putting his arms around me. I could tell he was trying so hard to comfort me, but it wasn't really working.

"Katey!" Sarina, Kole's and Katrina's little 5-year-old sister. I felt the tears come down hard. I blinked and the tears rolled down my cheeks.

"Rosette Da'Vinci?" Ms.Grouse asked looking at me. Ms.Grouse was the detention police. Or as we all call her the T.T., Torture Teacher.

"Y-Yes," I said the tears still running down my face. 

"I have heard that you have bad past experience with Mr.Morgy," she said. This is some advice to all readers out there: Not all Faeries are sweet and kind, a lot (and most of them) are mean creatures.

"Yes, but..." I said to her.

"You have to leave your friends and come into the detention room." Ms.Grouse said. 

"No! Please! No!" I screamed. The detention room was Ms.Grouse's little torture room.

"Stop squarming little beast!" Ms.Grouch (a nickname everyone has for her) said.

"I didn't do anything!" I called.

"You're causing a scene." Ms.Stupid (also a nickname everyone calls her) said to me.

"Then let me cause a scene! I'm innocent!" I called. Then she threw me on the ground in her torture chamber. 

"Please...please...please..." I kept on saying that over and over again. She pulled me up on a chair and tied my wrists to the chair. Then my ankles to the chair.

"Now tell me the truth. Did you kill Marie Katsopolis and Katrina Morgy?" she asked me.

"No!" I screamed. She slapped me, hard. 

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