The breeze was warm but powerful, sending droplets of water hurling at Jazmyn like bullets.
Jazmyn sat on a bench near the lake, the same bench that she had confessed her past to Dakota a day ago. She did not regret it – Dakota would've found out anyway – but she was beginning to wonder just exactly where Dakota's loyalty lies.
The excursion with ___*, and not telling Riko – suspicious, if you ask me.
Yet Jazmyn knew the importance of secrecy. She also knew that sometimes, people's suspicions were wrong.
If that wasn't true, I wouldn't be here.
She stared out over the water, holding up one hand to shield herself against the oncoming droplets. It would not be wise to stay out here very long, Jazmyn knew – the air foretold of rain, and lots of it.
It has almost always been this way when we are using the Box. Jazmyn thought.
Jazmyn had always put her name in the Box, everytime a mission had been called. She felt it was her duty to put right to all her wrongs. Yet she had never been chosen, in all her many years at the Haven. She had tried and hoped, but she was never chosen. Now, try after try after try, Jazmyn was on the verge of giving up.
She hated even the thought of giving up, but she was still fighting feelings of discouragement. She was fighting with all her strength to keep thoughts such as you'll never get chosen, because you're a vampire out of her head. But they kept returning. She tried to fight them head-on (Lies, they are all lies) but she was just crushed and overpowered by their forceful pull.
Thunder echoed in the distance. Jazmyn checked her watch. Fifteen minutes left.
She took one last, long glance at the beautiful lake then pulled herself off the bench and began the long walk back to the Haven, back to what Jazmyn was sure to be yet another mission she would not partake in.
* I can't tell you....it would give things away(:
* I can't tell you....it would give things away(:
That was really intriguing...I want to know the secrets Dakota found out!
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