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Chapter 15
You’re a Pyke, darling, not a Connor
There he was Marcus Pyke, not Connor, and there was one picture of him, and it was my father. Which meant he used to be Marcus Pike, not Connor. But that means he must’ve changed his name, and mom kept the same one.
Why?
Your guess is as good as mine.
There was another picture, way at the bottom, it was of father, my mom, a little Azerien and two little শিশুরা that both had their thumbs in their mouths and had the innocent blue eyes opened wide.
I had a twin.
Fraternal she may be, but still.
And what about that male boy mistaking me for her, did he know my mother?
“Summer?” A voice asked, almost making me jump, but I relaxed when I saw it was America.
“Hey,” I ব্যক্ত lightly.
“Did আপনি find anything?”
“Not really important, just some things about these people, but they don’t really matter.” I hear myself saying.
America nodded, holding out her hand, “then let’s go, Gregori’s hungry and he won’t shut up.”
I laughed as I took her hand, and relinquished in the air of security it left me in. My বন্ধু could always make me forget the worse things, no matter how horrid it was, and I was super grateful for the distraction.
I didn’t want to be Zyanna Connor অথবা Zyanna Pyke at the moment.
Chapter 16
I know আপনি know
“Where have আপনি been?” Azerien yelled the moment I entered the house. I cringed instantly, his voice was loud and I could detect a faint whiff of alcohol from his breathe.
“Outside,” I told him calmly, but inside I was shaking.
“Outside? With your loser friends!”
I flinched and backed away. “I thought আপনি liked them.”
“Why would I like a bunch of nosy little brats, who don’t know when to butt out!”
“What are আপনি talking about! They haven’t down anything!”
Azerien shook his head, “next time আপনি leave school to go somewhere আপনি run it দ্বারা me.”
“You don’t control-”
“You run it দ্বারা me!” Azerien yelled, grabbing my wrists and cornering me against the wall.
“You can’t force me too,” I say, my voice sounding small.
“Then I’ll run it দ্বারা father.”
A felt a surge of anger course through me at the mention of father. The liar, the murderer, Mr. Pyke.
I looked at Azerien levelly in the eye. “You can’t tell me what to do, no matter who আপনি go to, অথবা what আপনি threaten me with.”
With that I managed to get out of his grasp, and I went straight to my room. I locked the door, in case Azerien decided to follow me back, and I went straight to my laptop where I went on a খুঁজুন engine and typed the name Bellaire Pyke again.
One answer popped up again, but this one had barely any new information to the one I already know. I sighed, where else would she be?
I mulled over it, and then with a leap of faith I typed in the words Twitter.
Of course she would have a twitter, I made an irritated noise in my throat as I clicked on the link. It popped me up to her page, and I was pleased it was the Bellaire I was looking for.
Her tweets were vague, and weird as if she was hinting something. But one tweet in particular caught my eye. It said: have আপনি seen him? And there was some kind of a link there I clicked on it and it was a picture of our young dad, Marcus Pyke.
My হৃদয় ached for her, when I thought that she must be going through the same pain I am, but it was because she didn’t have a father not, a mother like me. There were tons of pictures, but I noticed there were no আরো of father, and none of our mother.
There was only one explanation, our mom didn’t want anything public about her be put out. I started thinking, what if father had changed his last name before he married mom, that way someone would be having a time if they were trying to find them.
I opened up another tab, and typed in Marcus from Valeston. I crossed my fingers as it loaded. A lot of suggestions popped up, I found out there was a lot of Marcuses from Valeston. I added high from the last word and even আরো suggestions popped up.
I shook my head vigorously, then I typed in Valeston high…when was father in high school? Ugh! I hate math! He was born in 1970, so add in 14 …1984! Valeston high 1984-1988 (though father got kicked out when he was young).
A lot popped up, so I typed in kid sets science lab on fire. A few popped up so I clicked on the first link, which happened to be the school website.
I squinted my eyes as I read the heading: Student Vincent Pyke gets expelled for setting science lab on fire.
Vincent Pyke
Vincent!
Father changed his first and last name!
I read the little paragraph word for word.
On February 22nd high school student Vincent Pyke sets our beloved science lab on fire. He swears it was an accident, but someone who doesn’t want to be known tipped us that it had something to do with high school sweetheart Simphonus Zyanna-Bellaire. What exactly? Not sure, all though students are gossiping about a প্রণয় triangle? No one confirmed it, but we know for sure it was Vincent who sent it on fire. Apparently Vincent has a huge anger issue, and he takes things way too far. So were here to নিশ্চিত that Vincent Pyke has been expelled and is not going to set one foot on this campus ever again.
Simphonus Zyanna-Bellaire. My mom, who me and my sister were named after, a name that father never changed.
Next morning I tossed and turned and groaned as I raised my hand to turn off my alarm clock. Why do I have to go to school, I ask myself for the umpteenth time. Because it’s your sanctuary, সেকেন্ড to church, I thought immediately.
I grabbed a pair of clothes and threw them on, skipping taking a ঝরনা because I just wanted to get to school.
However, when I exited my room I came face to face with Azerien who was leaning on the দেওয়াল opposite to my door staring at it, but his gaze soon snapped to mine.He lifted himself up off the wall. “We need to talk.”
“And I need to go to school,” I blew him a চুম্বন and was about to boot out of there.
But of course, I never got to as I closed my eyes at his পরবর্তি words.
“I know আপনি know your বন্ধু saw father.”
Chapter 15
You’re a Pyke, darling, not a Connor
There he was Marcus Pyke, not Connor, and there was one picture of him, and it was my father. Which meant he used to be Marcus Pike, not Connor. But that means he must’ve changed his name, and mom kept the same one.
Why?
Your guess is as good as mine.
There was another picture, way at the bottom, it was of father, my mom, a little Azerien and two little শিশুরা that both had their thumbs in their mouths and had the innocent blue eyes opened wide.
I had a twin.
Fraternal she may be, but still.
And what about that male boy mistaking me for her, did he know my mother?
“Summer?” A voice asked, almost making me jump, but I relaxed when I saw it was America.
“Hey,” I ব্যক্ত lightly.
“Did আপনি find anything?”
“Not really important, just some things about these people, but they don’t really matter.” I hear myself saying.
America nodded, holding out her hand, “then let’s go, Gregori’s hungry and he won’t shut up.”
I laughed as I took her hand, and relinquished in the air of security it left me in. My বন্ধু could always make me forget the worse things, no matter how horrid it was, and I was super grateful for the distraction.
I didn’t want to be Zyanna Connor অথবা Zyanna Pyke at the moment.
Chapter 16
I know আপনি know
“Where have আপনি been?” Azerien yelled the moment I entered the house. I cringed instantly, his voice was loud and I could detect a faint whiff of alcohol from his breathe.
“Outside,” I told him calmly, but inside I was shaking.
“Outside? With your loser friends!”
I flinched and backed away. “I thought আপনি liked them.”
“Why would I like a bunch of nosy little brats, who don’t know when to butt out!”
“What are আপনি talking about! They haven’t down anything!”
Azerien shook his head, “next time আপনি leave school to go somewhere আপনি run it দ্বারা me.”
“You don’t control-”
“You run it দ্বারা me!” Azerien yelled, grabbing my wrists and cornering me against the wall.
“You can’t force me too,” I say, my voice sounding small.
“Then I’ll run it দ্বারা father.”
A felt a surge of anger course through me at the mention of father. The liar, the murderer, Mr. Pyke.
I looked at Azerien levelly in the eye. “You can’t tell me what to do, no matter who আপনি go to, অথবা what আপনি threaten me with.”
With that I managed to get out of his grasp, and I went straight to my room. I locked the door, in case Azerien decided to follow me back, and I went straight to my laptop where I went on a খুঁজুন engine and typed the name Bellaire Pyke again.
One answer popped up again, but this one had barely any new information to the one I already know. I sighed, where else would she be?
I mulled over it, and then with a leap of faith I typed in the words Twitter.
Of course she would have a twitter, I made an irritated noise in my throat as I clicked on the link. It popped me up to her page, and I was pleased it was the Bellaire I was looking for.
Her tweets were vague, and weird as if she was hinting something. But one tweet in particular caught my eye. It said: have আপনি seen him? And there was some kind of a link there I clicked on it and it was a picture of our young dad, Marcus Pyke.
My হৃদয় ached for her, when I thought that she must be going through the same pain I am, but it was because she didn’t have a father not, a mother like me. There were tons of pictures, but I noticed there were no আরো of father, and none of our mother.
There was only one explanation, our mom didn’t want anything public about her be put out. I started thinking, what if father had changed his last name before he married mom, that way someone would be having a time if they were trying to find them.
I opened up another tab, and typed in Marcus from Valeston. I crossed my fingers as it loaded. A lot of suggestions popped up, I found out there was a lot of Marcuses from Valeston. I added high from the last word and even আরো suggestions popped up.
I shook my head vigorously, then I typed in Valeston high…when was father in high school? Ugh! I hate math! He was born in 1970, so add in 14 …1984! Valeston high 1984-1988 (though father got kicked out when he was young).
A lot popped up, so I typed in kid sets science lab on fire. A few popped up so I clicked on the first link, which happened to be the school website.
I squinted my eyes as I read the heading: Student Vincent Pyke gets expelled for setting science lab on fire.
Vincent Pyke
Vincent!
Father changed his first and last name!
I read the little paragraph word for word.
On February 22nd high school student Vincent Pyke sets our beloved science lab on fire. He swears it was an accident, but someone who doesn’t want to be known tipped us that it had something to do with high school sweetheart Simphonus Zyanna-Bellaire. What exactly? Not sure, all though students are gossiping about a প্রণয় triangle? No one confirmed it, but we know for sure it was Vincent who sent it on fire. Apparently Vincent has a huge anger issue, and he takes things way too far. So were here to নিশ্চিত that Vincent Pyke has been expelled and is not going to set one foot on this campus ever again.
Simphonus Zyanna-Bellaire. My mom, who me and my sister were named after, a name that father never changed.
Next morning I tossed and turned and groaned as I raised my hand to turn off my alarm clock. Why do I have to go to school, I ask myself for the umpteenth time. Because it’s your sanctuary, সেকেন্ড to church, I thought immediately.
I grabbed a pair of clothes and threw them on, skipping taking a ঝরনা because I just wanted to get to school.
However, when I exited my room I came face to face with Azerien who was leaning on the দেওয়াল opposite to my door staring at it, but his gaze soon snapped to mine.He lifted himself up off the wall. “We need to talk.”
“And I need to go to school,” I blew him a চুম্বন and was about to boot out of there.
But of course, I never got to as I closed my eyes at his পরবর্তি words.
“I know আপনি know your বন্ধু saw father.”
Tell me darling why আপনি cry,
Your tears stain the বিছানা আপনি lay upon
Could it be আপনি miss the ones আপনি clung to so tight,
Nothing but a scared little fawn
The flames burnt away your past and future,
The hate did nothing but balance your grief
What now? That’s presents question,
Something so fragile like a branch being clung to দ্বারা a leaf
Where is your mother little dove?
What happened to those loving others who filled your empty nest?
How many word of the world can আপনি rhyme with love?
Perhaps someday we will know with, proper care and rest
When pursuing dreams take chances and strive for nothing less than best
Then only then can আপনি be sure you’ve completed life’s most demanding quest
Your tears stain the বিছানা আপনি lay upon
Could it be আপনি miss the ones আপনি clung to so tight,
Nothing but a scared little fawn
The flames burnt away your past and future,
The hate did nothing but balance your grief
What now? That’s presents question,
Something so fragile like a branch being clung to দ্বারা a leaf
Where is your mother little dove?
What happened to those loving others who filled your empty nest?
How many word of the world can আপনি rhyme with love?
Perhaps someday we will know with, proper care and rest
When pursuing dreams take chances and strive for nothing less than best
Then only then can আপনি be sure you’ve completed life’s most demanding quest
Soar, soar
Soar beyond your wildest dreams.....
There's no limit
On how much আপনি can soar
No one can
Break your wings and kill you
Soar for the skies,
Don't let the feelin go
Just soar, soar like never before
No one's gonna stop you
From believin
There wasn't a time
When nobody could never soar
But there was a time
When people never believed
And tomorrow
Isn't the দিন to fall
And nobody's gonna push আপনি down
Oh almighty eagle
We're gonna be the powerful eagles
We're not gonna let anyone
Be our ruler,
We're not anyone's slave
Almighty eagle
Oh soar, soar towards the sky's height
And soar toward your dream
Let nothing keep আপনি away
Almighty eagle
Soar beyond your wildest dreams
And we're gonna fly tonight
Let nobody keep us down.
Life can be hard. Especially for me, Lily West, your almost-average 16-year-old girl. Most people think it's weird I'm bald. Others think I'm going to die. Then there's the occasional person who tries to take pity upon me. I'd rather they not, because some say it like I'm a helpless little কচ্ছপ on its back. Sometimes I wish I die already, and sometimes I wish that I was a completely different person. Yes, it's tough having cancer. I just wish that they would respect me for a person instead of a helpless little bug.
I stood দ্বারা you,
Ever so proudly,
In the darkness of war,
Never betraying you,
Always দ্বারা your side.
I protected you,
Never let আপনি down when
Things got rough,
I stood দ্বারা you
Through দিন and night,
Summer and winter.
Stand দ্বারা me now,
Be my loyal friend,
Never falter when the Fuhrer
Shoots his nasty gaze down at you.
Be strong,
My faithful friend.
Be strong,
And protect me from the evils
Of the world.
Be strong,
Never falter,
And always have courage.
Go now, my faithful friend.
Run free.
Ever so proudly,
In the darkness of war,
Never betraying you,
Always দ্বারা your side.
I protected you,
Never let আপনি down when
Things got rough,
I stood দ্বারা you
Through দিন and night,
Summer and winter.
Stand দ্বারা me now,
Be my loyal friend,
Never falter when the Fuhrer
Shoots his nasty gaze down at you.
Be strong,
My faithful friend.
Be strong,
And protect me from the evils
Of the world.
Be strong,
Never falter,
And always have courage.
Go now, my faithful friend.
Run free.
Like আপনি don't have another care
Fight till the end.
Fight till the end,
Cuz আপনি got all ya power.
Fight like a trooper.
You've got hope
You've got strength
You've got প্রণয় on ya side,
So fight now.
Just fight now.
Fight till the end,
You've got all these people
Rootin for ya,
Rootin for ya.
You'll win the fight,
You'll freakin survive,
And you'll be proud
Cuz আপনি fought till the end,
And won it,
And won it.
Fight till the end,
You'll win.
Everything inside ya
Is powerful.
So fight till the end.
Just fight till the end.
AND FIGHT IT!!!
Prologue
Once upon a time... there once was a Beautiful Princess... named Twilight...her hair was White...her eyes were blue...and she was the most beautiful in the land...
But there was only one problem... she had never loved... and that was her undoing... she had brought a young Wizard into the Castle... She was the most rude and mean person he had ever met...
So the young Wizard cursed her... and she was turned into a terrifying Dragon... and no one visited her ... Now no one would ever প্রণয় her... everyone was afraid of her...
But she knew she would embrace প্রণয় someday... someday ...
And that is where our story begins...
Once upon a time... there once was a Beautiful Princess... named Twilight...her hair was White...her eyes were blue...and she was the most beautiful in the land...
But there was only one problem... she had never loved... and that was her undoing... she had brought a young Wizard into the Castle... She was the most rude and mean person he had ever met...
So the young Wizard cursed her... and she was turned into a terrifying Dragon... and no one visited her ... Now no one would ever প্রণয় her... everyone was afraid of her...
But she knew she would embrace প্রণয় someday... someday ...
And that is where our story begins...