Ruin stared at the ciling, unable to sleep. His door to his room was closed, and locked, but he felt insecure about something, like if he fell asleep, something might happen. What was to happen though? He was a king. But in all of the books he read, bad kings get overthrown. That was esactly what he wanted as well. To become that person in the background, that wont be noticed at all. He knew almost all of them by heart though. He was popular with them as well.
He noticed something though. The people in the background have more fun than those in the front. It was like they didn't have to worry about how they looked, or how they talked, or what they talked about. They had almost no secrets, and they didn't seem to gosip every five seconds like the girls that Ruin knew. He longed for a life like that. Although, he had this. The life of an unwanting king, that was mostly more powerful than anybody in the seven schools near him. Everybody knew him.
"Close your eyes, think of sleep, and drift off to unconscience you stupid freak!" He told himself. He knew what to do, but his body didn't seem to understand his command. "Five. Four. Three. Two. One!" He yelled.
Still, he lay awake, staring at the ceiling. Then, finaly, his eyes started to become heavy, and he had to close them. Now he just had to drift off, and rest his body for a few hours. All he needed to do, was get thrown off the thrown, and going to Hiro's party might just do that as well.
 Elle the Werewolf · Wed Jan 21, 2009 @ 02:34am · 0 Comments |
