GoodNovelHidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings Chapter 11: Shattered Dreams Avery 1 quickly showered, mentally prepping myself for making breakfast The Trio. To my surprise, I ddn't hear them yelling foror banging on my wall. Weird, so I looked at the clock. It's the normaltoo. I waited another fifteen minutes, but I still heard silence. I exit my room, listening for sounds to giveany hints at they are awake. I hear music coming from Cassius's room, video gnoises from Conner's room, and the morning news from Clint's room. They are obviously awake, I shrug and start walking to school.
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The door in front ofis pushed open. A gruff voice that I know says, "Just go, Avery," My eyes bug out of my head, but I keep it down as I walk past Cassian. There is no way that my dream of The Tbeing nice toand everyone in the school looking atas if I am a supermodel would ctrue. Fairytales do not exist. Dreams about The Twantingand my life changing is another such outlandish fairytale. I propelled myself to my locker only to stop dead in my tracks. There right in front ofsprawled acrossed my locker in bole huge red letters is the words 'DIRTY SLUT. This is likely the work of the Haity Hags, but it could have been the Tria too for all I know.
I put in the combination to open my vandalized locker, only to be splattered with red paint. Great, just fucking great, Not only was my face red with a combination of fury and embarrassment but so were all of my clothes. I take in a breath only to let go in a huge sigh as my shoulders slump. Proof that my dream was a fairytale. I slink and slither like the disgusting slthat I am to our headmaster's office. I knocked lightly on Mr. Gray's, the headmaster's, door.
Mr. Gray, who is a very tall and burly man with grey hair and glasses, opened the door. His eyes scannedwith concern, "Avery, who did this to you? I shake my head, no doubt splattering red paint everywhere, "No, I don't know who did this, and I do not care. May I be excused for the day?" He nods solemnly, "Yes, Avery. Go, and if you need tomorrow off too, you can call m me." I told him thank you as I proceeded out of the front doors. On my way, I run into Conner and Clint who abruptly separate, allowingto effortlessly pass. I inwardly laugh because it was like Moses parting the seas.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmClint As my brother and I were going into the school Avery was coming out smothered in red paint. I know that Avery would not do this to herself, so who did this to her? Part ofdoes not care, but another part ofdoes. That part ofthat cares is my dragon, Carter. But why does he care? She's a human. Yes, she is assigned to es but we have no claim on her other than her employment which we can't terminate until after graduation. In one hundred and seventy-eight school days from today, we will be rid of Avery.
I passed by Avery's locker on the way to my first class. The headmaster had two of our four janitors trying to remove all of the red paint while he supervised. If I didn't know that all of the red splatters was paint. I would assthat someone was murdered. I dodge the pools of red on the floor too. Do I like Avery? No, but Lat east tolerate her, as does Conner. Cassius though, I do fear that he could accidentally kill Avery one day. Both Cassius and Ashe get angry so easily.
The day passed quickly especially since I had half of the cheerleaders followingaround. When I went into Mrs. Moore's class, Avery was not there. I had the whole station to myself. The task she handed out is due Friday. We are to show all of the preparations that go into a Grand Ceremony and then describe the setting for the announcement of the mate bond as well as cook a dish that would be served at such a venue. I don't even know where to begin, so I will just give it to Avery when I get hafter practice.
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