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"Bullies" by meadows_lark
She turns and storms off, her friends following uncertainly, the already near-empty halls echoing with their harsh footsteps.
“I’m sorry,” the Gelert says, compassion coloring her voice. She has gathered the books and kneels beside you again.
“I don’t know you.” Your voice is hoarse, but your vision has cleared and the tears are leaking from the corners of your eyes more slowly.
“I’m new here,” she says. She takes the backpack and carefully places the books, taking extra care with the torn one. “I transferred here from a Neoschool in Roo Island. I saw you in math class, and it made me so mad when they were laughing.”
Touched and confused by this sudden support, you mumble your thanks and take your backpack from her outstretched paws. Her courage astounds you; she is new here, and yet she is braver than anyone who walked past you during your moment of need.
“Here,” she says, standing up and offering you her paw. “We can walk home together. Do you have siblings?”
“Two sisters and a brother,” you mumble, hesitating at her offer. “We don’t wait for each other. They’re probably already gone.”
“That’s okay,” she says, cheerfully. “You’ve got me.”
You take her paw and she helps you to your feet.
“I’m Adelaine. What’s your name?” she adds, watching as you zip your backpack up and pull it over your shoulder.
You look at her cautiously, and as she smiles at you, you can’t help but smile back, for the first time in what seems like months.
Somehow, in some way, you have to get through until you can curl up in bed and lose yourself from the world. You can do it, you tell yourself. You did it yesterday, and the day before, and the day before, and the day before. You have to do it.
|The Girl Guard|
The captain had been willing enough to accept a girl into his guard - something other lands probably considered impossible.
"Good morning students," he greeted us. "I trust you have met our newest student, Brynneth."
|Which Neopian Land is the Wealthiest? |
Have you ever stop for a moment and think… Which Neopian land is the wealthiest and which one is the poorest? Which one has the biggest tourism industry and which one is the best to retire to after a life of hard work? Now it’s the time to find out.
|Crafting With Delina|
I was able to maneuver around all the spools of thread and yards of fabric to be able to chat with Delina herself! I prepared a few questions for her to try and get the real scoop on how she designs her excellent outfits.
|Welcome to White River: Part Three|
She breathed in slowly, steeling herself as she entered.
She could feel the change in the air as she entered, as heads slowly began to turn and stare. She spotted Enid, wearing a kilt and a dark brown shirt, a long swath of tartan fabric draping down her shoulder across her chest. She smiled, and gave Portia a thumbs up.
|Return to Lynwood: Part One|
Of course Terra was a grown owner, but Isengrim could not help but dote on her. She had saved him from himself, showed him the utmost kindness and patience when he was at his worst, and inspired him to have the strength to change, and for that he owed her the world.
But he had yet to figure out a way to obtain the world for her, so for now he would make do with being the best Neopet he could be for her.