Chapter four
Has it coming
Dr G was outraged. One of the students had escaped the school. It was on the news. That child has it coming alright. Dr G dialled the number on her smartphone…
Chapter 5
Back with the good guys
“Wait a minute, Hope, my phone’s ringing. Hello?” Prim answered her phone.
“Hello, little girl.” A wide grin spread across the caller’s face as the conversation started to pick up pace.
* * * * *
“Prim, I’m going to have to leave you for a while, I hope you don’t mind.” Hope said nervously.
“Oh, well that’s okay, I have things to do anyway” Prim answered. This was true. She had won a competition, but didn’t want to tell Hope. She wasn’t quite sure why, but her instinct wasn’t often incorrect.
“Oh, well that’s a relief.” said Hope, fighting to keep the suspicion from her voice.
“Well, I’ll see you later then.” Prim called, starting to walk.
“Wait! Prim-this could be the last time we see each other. Hug.” Hope persisted.
They hugged before heading off in opposite directions. Hope carried on walking until Prim was way out of sight and earshot. Phew. Instead of hailing a taxi, to go and attend to a certain matter that had arisen earlier that day; she doubled back on herself and returned to HQ. She found Merissolla sat in the library, reading a book of ‘Code Names’ and absently chewing her bottom lip.
“Found anything good yet, UA7?” Hope asked, peering over Merissolla’s shoulder.
“No. I think I’m going to have to make one up,” Merissolla said, obviously deep in thought, “what does UA7 stand for, anyway?”
“What, didn’t they tell you?” Hope asked, appalled. When Merissolla shook her head, she continued, “That’s crazy! I shall have to make a formal complaint about that! Anyway, yes, UA7. Unnamed Agent Seven. We better get you a proper name, ASAP! I can help you there. But work before pleasure. I think I’m going to need your help.”
* * * * *
Has it coming
Dr G was outraged. One of the students had escaped the school. It was on the news. That child has it coming alright. Dr G dialled the number on her smartphone…
Chapter 5
Back with the good guys
“Wait a minute, Hope, my phone’s ringing. Hello?” Prim answered her phone.
“Hello, little girl.” A wide grin spread across the caller’s face as the conversation started to pick up pace.
* * * * *
“Prim, I’m going to have to leave you for a while, I hope you don’t mind.” Hope said nervously.
“Oh, well that’s okay, I have things to do anyway” Prim answered. This was true. She had won a competition, but didn’t want to tell Hope. She wasn’t quite sure why, but her instinct wasn’t often incorrect.
“Oh, well that’s a relief.” said Hope, fighting to keep the suspicion from her voice.
“Well, I’ll see you later then.” Prim called, starting to walk.
“Wait! Prim-this could be the last time we see each other. Hug.” Hope persisted.
They hugged before heading off in opposite directions. Hope carried on walking until Prim was way out of sight and earshot. Phew. Instead of hailing a taxi, to go and attend to a certain matter that had arisen earlier that day; she doubled back on herself and returned to HQ. She found Merissolla sat in the library, reading a book of ‘Code Names’ and absently chewing her bottom lip.
“Found anything good yet, UA7?” Hope asked, peering over Merissolla’s shoulder.
“No. I think I’m going to have to make one up,” Merissolla said, obviously deep in thought, “what does UA7 stand for, anyway?”
“What, didn’t they tell you?” Hope asked, appalled. When Merissolla shook her head, she continued, “That’s crazy! I shall have to make a formal complaint about that! Anyway, yes, UA7. Unnamed Agent Seven. We better get you a proper name, ASAP! I can help you there. But work before pleasure. I think I’m going to need your help.”
* * * * *
Now that you left me....
My soul is crying
Out to the world
Above me.
Now that you left me....
I couldn't figure out
How to go on with life
And I stayed right on....
With my despair.
Now that you left me....
You broke my heart,
And now it's covered in broken glass,
Oh broken glass......
It's time to move on now...
But I can't help feeling the tragedy
Of that lonesome night...
How the world jeered at me.
The world hurt me.
There's no more hope left,
So face the truth.
I am a piece of broken glass,
Shimmering in the dark and dreary night
My heart broke
When it felt like the end of the world...
And boy, was it the end of the world.
I was broken glass,
And nobody seemed to care about me.
I am broken glass.
I am heartbroken.
I am...
No more.
My soul is crying
Out to the world
Above me.
Now that you left me....
I couldn't figure out
How to go on with life
And I stayed right on....
With my despair.
Now that you left me....
You broke my heart,
And now it's covered in broken glass,
Oh broken glass......
It's time to move on now...
But I can't help feeling the tragedy
Of that lonesome night...
How the world jeered at me.
The world hurt me.
There's no more hope left,
So face the truth.
I am a piece of broken glass,
Shimmering in the dark and dreary night
My heart broke
When it felt like the end of the world...
And boy, was it the end of the world.
I was broken glass,
And nobody seemed to care about me.
I am broken glass.
I am heartbroken.
I am...
No more.