Chapter Two- Will it REALLY Work Out?
Piera walked down to the Catacombs and saw Holt. She ran up to him.
"YO PIERA!" Holt said.
"Bonjour, Holt!" Piera said, smiling.
Holt grabbed Piera's hand. They walked around the Catacombs and talked.
"So Holt, I have question. And I want an honest answer." Piera said.
"Okay." He said.
"Is this supposed do be a date, Mon'Amie?" Piera asked.
"Pff... um.. no..." Holt lied. He scratched the back of his head.
"Holt." Piera said. She stared at him for a few seconds.
"Um. yeah.." He said, nervously.
"Je vous aime, Holt." Piera blushed.
"I really like you too." He accidentally blurt out.
Piera walked closer to him.
Operetta walked by and saw. She hid behind a wall to watch and listen.
Holt smiled and blushed.
Rochelle watched as well. She shook her head in anger.
"So you like me back?" Piera asked.
"Yup." Holt blurted out.
Piera leaned in and kissed him.
Rochelle stomped up to them in anger.
Operetta giggled. She had never seen Rochelle as angry as right now.
"Piera what are you doing???" Rochelle asked.
"Rochelle, where did you come from?"Piera asked.
"Not important. Piera, come on." Rochelle said.
"No. Rochelle, I will not. You cannot force me to." Piera
said.
Rochelle just kept walking with Piera.
Holt stood there in confusion.
Piera walked down to the Catacombs and saw Holt. She ran up to him.
"YO PIERA!" Holt said.
"Bonjour, Holt!" Piera said, smiling.
Holt grabbed Piera's hand. They walked around the Catacombs and talked.
"So Holt, I have question. And I want an honest answer." Piera said.
"Okay." He said.
"Is this supposed do be a date, Mon'Amie?" Piera asked.
"Pff... um.. no..." Holt lied. He scratched the back of his head.
"Holt." Piera said. She stared at him for a few seconds.
"Um. yeah.." He said, nervously.
"Je vous aime, Holt." Piera blushed.
"I really like you too." He accidentally blurt out.
Piera walked closer to him.
Operetta walked by and saw. She hid behind a wall to watch and listen.
Holt smiled and blushed.
Rochelle watched as well. She shook her head in anger.
"So you like me back?" Piera asked.
"Yup." Holt blurted out.
Piera leaned in and kissed him.
Rochelle stomped up to them in anger.
Operetta giggled. She had never seen Rochelle as angry as right now.
"Piera what are you doing???" Rochelle asked.
"Rochelle, where did you come from?"Piera asked.
"Not important. Piera, come on." Rochelle said.
"No. Rochelle, I will not. You cannot force me to." Piera
said.
Rochelle just kept walking with Piera.
Holt stood there in confusion.
Age: As old as teenage love.
Killer Style: I like lots of lace and delicate fabrics. One of my ghoul friends said I was "frighteningly frilly" which I think is a lovely description, don't you?
Freaky Flaw: I'm a terrible shot. It's embarrassing but true which is why my advice is usually more on target than my arrows.
Pet: I would love to have a pet but there are so many fish in the sea how could I choose just one?
Favorite Activity: Answering monster relationship questions.
Biggest Pet Peeve: When monsters act surprised I'm not a guy. I'm not my dad okay? He deals exclusively with normies I only work with monsters.
Fav School Subject: Psychology
Least Fav Subject: Clawculus. Not everything can be solved with an equation.
Favorite Color: Pink
Favorite Food: Cupcakes with sprinkles.
BFFs: Any monster who is in love with love.
It was 8:00 and Kiara was snug in her bed dreaming of people alive and dead.Counting her sheep not making a peep laid Kiara in her grave bed.
In her dream was a man with bad odor and a tan he looked like a orange with eyes and a nose he snickered at her while turning on a hose.
She shrieked and scream,"Please I beg stop ."
He snickered,"Hop."he commanded
"Hop she asked slightly confused.
He frowned."What do you think I am some kind of Baboon?!"
She hopped on her new black shoes
While the crazy old man watched the news
she suddenly awoke from this crazy dream and then stared blankly at a can of beans
"Alright this is the last time I eat these"she muttered while getting up to close the shutters.
And even though she was sound asleep she still saw the man watching the news."
Author's note:
This story is poetry so must read it like that,this story has rhyming and weirdness in it.Enjoy Kiara's crazy dream.:)
In her dream was a man with bad odor and a tan he looked like a orange with eyes and a nose he snickered at her while turning on a hose.
She shrieked and scream,"Please I beg stop ."
He snickered,"Hop."he commanded
"Hop she asked slightly confused.
He frowned."What do you think I am some kind of Baboon?!"
She hopped on her new black shoes
While the crazy old man watched the news
she suddenly awoke from this crazy dream and then stared blankly at a can of beans
"Alright this is the last time I eat these"she muttered while getting up to close the shutters.
And even though she was sound asleep she still saw the man watching the news."
Author's note:
This story is poetry so must read it like that,this story has rhyming and weirdness in it.Enjoy Kiara's crazy dream.:)