The Chaos

I prodded the sleeping bag gently. His only response was a slight grumble and continued snoring.
"Patrick."
The sun burned in my eyes and the dizzy headache i felt from last night resurfaced again. I didnt even bother to fight it, fell back obligingly on my bed. Tired. Could it really only had been yesterday?
The doors burst open and more sunlight streamed in, blinding me and bringing another wave of lightning headaches. I swore. About 10 soldiers covered the bedside, not allowing any escapes. 20 more stood outside,weapons held at ready. I tensed, my hand immediately sliding down to my belt, gripping nothingness. Surprised, I looked down. My gun was not there.
Agent Agadd entered the room silently, dressed in full battle gear. Two men in dignified suits were at his side, one holding a white briefcase and the other black. I recognized them as his lawyers. He stepped forward, cocking my gun. "We had to disable your weapons as neccessary precaution."
I felt my old anger returning, the familiar tingling of the scars on my arm. Holding it at bay, I cleared my throat and said, "I thought I hid it pretty good."
"You did," he said. "But we did better."
With that statement, his lawyer opened the black briefcase and its contents spilled out. It was all bluetooth devices, tracking signals, trigger-activated grenades and mini bugs. With a shock, I realized it was all Patrick's. My anger returned full-scale and I couldn't hold it back any longer. My left arm snapped up and immediately 20 gun barrels focused intently on me. I hesitated, my fingers quivering inches from Agadd's throat. He smiled grimly.
"Shoot me," I growled. "I don't care."
The villain just beamed wider. Half the guns suddenly changed their target, resting on Patrick's still sleeping form. My heart skipped a beat. I forced my fingers close one by one and withdrew my hand, clenching it into a fist.
"You didn't have to do this," I said quietly.
Agadd's smile dissapeared. "Oh, I think its was a good thing I did, Miele," he said harshly.

When one flashbacks's

I closed the door and slumped heavily behind it. Cradling my trembling hand, I opened my eyes and stared down at my bloody arm. It was painted red now, I could barely see the cuts and bruises underneath. My mind ran a quick check of the damage. In the train, using the chair to break the glass window therefore suffering minor scratches.
Dragging the fragment of broken glass across my arm to convince Jennifer. Additional damage when I was fighting Jeremy and trying to hold Daniel and Jennifer off.

Now that the life saving adreline had burned away, I was left with nothing but my previous fear. Even my anger was slipping away, leaving me with nothing to hold on. Was I really going to die here? Beads of sweat entered my eyes painfully. I tried to stand up, but with my own weight was too much to handle and a burst of lightning pain headaches shot through me. my resolution crumbled. I was too weak to even call for help.
Peter had overestimated me. There was no way I was going to overcome it. I wouldn’t be able to handle situations like this in the future. Everyone would be disappointed to learn of my death. They believed I was invincible enough, a young girl who went through a death chase by an illegal organisation and withstood her two most closest partner’s deaths. But they were wrong. Even now I hadn’t fully recovered.
Their worlds were not forgotten to me. Out there somewhere, I knew Mark was still leading his rebelling party and Ren was working in one of his tents. The last I heard of Keri, she had become sort of a feared and much sought after bounty hunter with a reward on her head herself. Furuta was still holding his original position, unwavering since the battle of the Chaos. I was unsure about Patrick. Was he still in the orphanage, or had he finally earned a transfer?

Cyphering is fun

tonoght's cypher was definitely the BEST,i always wanted to dance full out and today i came close. haha.we freestyled hiphop first, then house, wow, really took alot of me ma, but it was great, hafta cypher more. from 5 we had training then poppin at 6 and at 7 i went to eat dinner, came back, less than 20 minutes to rest before start running man in class again. running man, i get damn tired quickly whenever im doing it. haih. today somore is back move. similiar to reject and roger rabbit, i keep on getting confused between the two. lol. i think around the 5th round i was already burned out, and hamed somore said he wanted to do ten rounds. crazy. i cannnot survive that long mah. i saw andrea again today at UG!! been so long. omg plz come back fast soon,k, cuz now ug's old people already most gone..TT and i miss my friends too, have to cypher with you guys too, yeah..
O.O battle coming soon!! nov 6th. im more confident than the first battle before, cuz i screwed that one up but now i dont feel nervous. i just like to be free now than do choreo. choreo is still fun la, of course, but its the same thing everytime and freestyling at least you get to do whatever you want. =D
ok. cant wait for battle dy. and i want to join happy feet dance competition!!! dont fail on me now. pls. godddd. TT >.<

Dance..ing...

I love dancing SO MUCH that just one day without it makes me feel empty and useless..not going to ug like for a week feels like i have no purpose. for me, you listen to the music first before you dance, then just sway and groove in beat with the music. the steps come later, when you have developed your groove and feel. But some other people don't see it this way. especially choreographing, they choose songs that stand out alot like those with the heavy beats to make it seem atrractive and cool. they choreo all the dope steps they can think of, stressing heavily on the decoration and not the content.
i honestly don't like following that choreo. they are not on beat, and the atmosphere is usually tense trying to remember the steps and finishing choreograpy. its not fair that dance should be showed in a negative light like this. DANCE DOES NOT MAKE YOU STRESS. unless you call planned choreography dancing.

That is not dancing, especially when you're not on beat and lack rhythm. well yeah. thats what i feel la. and if it had any effect on me, it made me want to dance harder. like, you know, this thing is nothing for me. i can do it. so why shouldnt i dance? yeah. i decided i should. and not the dance choreography, i mean when you are on the floor with your friends and just freestyle in your own world.

Thats why i finally decided to join the HIPHOP battle vol2. i wasnt to planning to originally, since my first battle already sucked like shit, but this time i'll try again. no point waiting like a dumb fool, for things to happen. the problem was, i saw thelist and realized that every single person had already a partner. i was like oh God no. can i just join alone? but it was a lucky streak cuz Damien just came along without a partner as well so we just ended up together.

And I CANNOT BELIEVE HAMED IS JOINING WITH JERRY, UNFAIR, i am so going to poison one of them the day before battle.

I feel so hyped up for dance now. i feel like joining a competition already, but all my ex-dancemates have dissapeared to the ends of the Earth. no idea where are they now, though they occasionally online. i dont even see their noses in Ug anymore. no more Hi Street Crew? T.T i miss you guys!!!
Hurry up and come back UGla..fast fast ok??? so long dy never dance together..T.T
Ok i have to go for rehearsal now. something collegey flashmob thingy. =.= argh, cant wait to go back studio. Wait today cannot, got family wedding.
then tomorow!!!