'It was exhilarating to feel the rain covering my body. When I leapt I knew Lewis wouldn't drop me. Edith it was wonderful.' 'Yes, I know.' Edith wished for a free spirit inside her to encourage her to take off, join a circus band and be gone with the whim. 'Just a word of caution, Fiona. It's good you are impulsive but you have to think of the consequences. Others have feelings as important as yours, especially those who care about you.' 'Does Lewis care about me?' 'Of course he does, we all do.' Edith held Fiona's hand, 'Lewis is always talking about you.' 'Really?' Fiona was puzzled, 'he never said anything to me about it.' 'Lewis doesn't say much to anyone about anything.' 'He talks to you.' Fiona turned her hands round so she was holding Edith's hands. 'You two are always chatting about something musical.' 'I help him in his work, that's all.' Edith sighed a deeper sigh than before. 'He's attracted to your boundless enthusiasm not to a dry reliable Sound like me. He sees you in piccolos, in Polkas, me he pictures only in sadness and misery, which isn't true at all. I can be exciting, just in a different way.' 'Oh, dear,' Fiona joined Edith in the next round of sighs. 'Anyway,' Edith forced herself to put on her brave face, 'anyway, brave actions speak louder that words, we both have things to do. It's good to be exciting, but you have to remember that according to Lewis every dotted minim must be in exactly in the right place, at exactly the right time. For any chemistry to work between you two remember composers need to know where you, where to find you, so be warned it could get very clingy. Think hard in case you get your fairy wings clipped before the chance to fly far away comes along. He's almost as bad as Car... ... middle of paper ... ...the workload from their downed colleges. Carmen watched in horror. Sponges and mops sprang from their positions at the side of each autocopter. 'Hurry!' she screamed. 'Run faster.' 'In here,' urged Fiona,' up the stairs, turn left, go as far as you can.' Carmen puffed, 'I'm the last one. Where to next?' 'Come with me.' Fiona excused her way through the petrified Sounds. Leading Lewis, Edith and Carmen they entered a large room full of strange looking pipes that hissed. 'What do you want us to do,' Lewis didn't know what the machines and screen were doing. 'Carmen, I need your organisational skills to get the Sounds neatly lined up in rows, each note in a scale. Start with the scale of C, stand them over there and send them across to me one octave at a time.' 'Lewis, Edith I need you ready and waiting by that brig red button. When I tell you press it hard.'
“Just weeping. I can still hear her weeping now sometimes. I know the exact sound of it, like a note you hear or a song that keeps spinning around in your head and you can’t forget it.”
Waiting impatiently for the arrival of the Allegro Middleseton the Upper Chadwell Green Monitoring Unit counted every wheel-turn between start and finish of its journey, a journey that took the massive double engined, battery-powered shining blue train through the rain directly towards, and beyond the huge railway configuration situated between smokestacks 2 and 3. Upper Chadwell Green Monitoring Unit also checked on the whereabouts of Coal Train 6476.
“I’ll make it right,” I murmured softly, gazing at the female. “I, Harrison Bergeron, shall make it right.” A smile laid on her beautiful features, making my own grow as well. Beautiful was the only way to describe her. I turned back to the people on the stage, and eyed each and every one of
“Yeah, I’ve known him since I was a little girl. He was a friend of my mother’s as well,” replied Cassi. She looked as if she had just seen a ghost. “Do you think he knows what’s going on?”
Sighing, she stiffly made her way to the bathroom. You could hear running water behind the closed door, and the soft hum of Lapis muttering to herself. You couldn't make out exactly what she was saying, but she didn't sound overly happy. You were pretty sure you were the source of that.
Steven looked at me and saw me staring at Lauren. He shuffled over and whispered in my ear. “You like her don’t
“I could never dream of competing with you, you’re a master at your craft. And, I hate to cut this short, but I owe my friend here a drink…Can we catch up back at home?”
Fiona: [Fiona is running to the stables] I’m late, I'm so late! The chief will be so displeased. I must hurry.
"Leo bring her to me." A strange mysterious female voice says, Leo's eyes lit up and he begins to spin around frantically to locate were the eerie voice came from.
“I have been spending quite a bit of time with her, I promise once I get this sorted out, we can be the best of friends again, but in the meantime, I need to speak to Macey.” Adelaide said as she started to walk toward her room.
“I’m terribly sorry,” the receptionist said. “She’s in the B Wing upstairs. Her room number is 256.”
Fiona replies with “Well, maybe you shouldn’t judge people before you get to know them”
“See Rache. I told you I always liked him,” Leena giggled, motioning towards Justin. “He was always friendly and polite, unlike some people,” she threw me a smug
“I’ll see if I can find Alli. I’ll call you if I see her,” Max gave Colleen’s shoulder a squeeze before he moved down the hallway and into the living room. She followed, looking into the room, but not
“Oh?” I try to sound casual. “I smell intrigue. What’s going on, and is it going to affect his mood terribly?”