So, here is thing you'll see a couple stories here. Probably more than 2... So, yeah...
Fallen
Eliza gripped her bag and ran up the stairs, she got up to the hallway, took a left into her room and slammed the door. Quickly, she sat on her bed and opened her bag, she cut her leg off of a sharp pencil that was hanging out. She got out her notebook, and flipped to the end and quickly wrote down a number. She wrote: "
# 1271" then put the notebook back into her bag. She exhaled deeply and fell backwards onto her bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
"Well... Someone sure seems angry," A voice came from the door, it was Eliza's stupid brother, James. "What did you just do... Write down your next lair to find those 'Demon Wolves' again?" He continued.
Eliza frowned and looked at him, "No," She gulped "just a page number to do my homework, that's all." She lied. James looked at her, squinting, he knew she was lying.
"Pfft... Yeah right, stop lying," He huffed as he turned around and went down the stairs. Eliza looked over her walls, pictures of strange wolves and cats, preying on a rabbit. She got up and walked over to her computer, logged on, and went to iTunes and blared her music. Eliza liked the heavy metal, and death metal, the only one in her entire school to enjoy that type of music.
I will continue later of tomorrow... Typing cramp
