Gloomy as that Sunday was, there was no way in hell Aria Herrin would miss her practice. She should have listened to her family 's warning not to head out but alas, she did. So there she was, stuck in the rain outside her academy. She thought of calling somebody from home but they would probably just tell her to wait it out in that "I told you so" tone. Incidentally, that was also how Aria Herrin met Thomas Müller. Aria spotted a man in a hoodie ambling along the deserted streets, an umbrella in hand. Bloody hell, he had an umbrella and he wasn 't even using it. There she was, desperate for one so she could go home in time. A part of Aria warned her not to approach the stranger. After all, the street was deserted and who knows what this …show more content…
Aria 's eyes widened again when she realized she had voiced out her inner thoughts. Say goodbye to the chances of borrowing the umbrella, Aria. However, Müller seemed amused by her and let out a light chuckle. "How may I help you?" he asked courteously. His politeness took Aria aback. Contrary to popular belief, footballs were not always arrogant and snarky as the media always portrayed them to be. "Um, well. You see, I 'm stuck in the rain and since you weren 't exactly using your umbrella, I wanted to ask whether you could let me borrow it?" Aria replied sheepishly. Screw Aria 's side of despising football and the players. She needed her umbrella. Pronto. "No way I 'm letting a pretty girl walk home alone during a storm like this," Müller said. "Get in." He gestured to his car, an oh-so-luxurious car parked a stone 's throw away. Aria laughed. "I might be desperate for a damn umbrella but I am not dumb. I will not so easily get into a stranger 's car!" she protested. With that, Müller smiked and then turned around, heading to his car. Aria was left standing alone in the pouring rain, more despaired than ever. As soon as she heard the engine start, she bolted towards the vehicle. Müller still had that smug smile plastered onto his face when Aria plopped down on the
The doors to the car are nailed shut. Out of all the people on the train there was a woman who stood out, mostly because she was crazy. Her name was Madame Schaechter. I believe she is losing her mind.
Her grandmother, however, had financial constraint, which resulted in the student being absent from school since March 29, 2015. Ashaby’s maternal aunt, Kadia Jarette, had recently moved to live in the same community during the summer. Upon communicating with Ashaby; she discovered that she had not been attending school. Since
It rained all day, slowly creating masterpieces on the windows that quickly faded. Hannah felt like she lived in an art museum when she looked outside toward the usually bustling streets of Los Angeles to find only a few brave souls who dared to venture from their dry homes, their mouths open in disgust at the weather they had to know their precious city needed so badly. She was sure she could do this for eternity; just sit and watch the little droplets. Everything she needed to do, like pack for VidCon, could wait.
" I screamed back at her. "YOU ALMOST GOT HIT BY LIGHTING!!!" "Huh?" I looked up at the sky and so that it had indeed gotten very stormy. I should probably start hurrying.
Rainbird positioned himself above the girl. “Charlie,” He whispered in his former fatherly tone. Charlie’s eyes fluttered
Sofia calls out for Jorge our brother to run. I make a noise which gets stuck in my throat. Calisda screams “take them to the den now”. The heavy rain now pouring awakes me from my trance. I burst the door and tell them to hurry inside.
He tossed his torch down to the witches’ feet, and chuckled inhumanly. Pandora turned to Amber and reached out her hand. “Do not fear young child, for thine goddess has taken our pain. We are going home.”
“…everyone took refuge in the house — except Claude,determined to savour to the full the scent of the soaked earth and the soft tinkle of the raindrops on the leaves.” ——Jacques-Emile Blanche(the dedicatee of the Estampes) Estampes Estampes is a composition for solo piano by Claude Debussy. Having just composed La soirée dans Grenade, Debussy first mentioned the Estampes in a letter to Pierre Louys written from Bicharin (Yonne,in northern Burgundy) in late July 1903, the year he was made Chevalier of the Legion of Honour in his native France. This triptych for piano gives impressions of exotic locations; it is one of Debussy’s evocative impressionistic compositions from his middle
If you hadn’t gone, she might not have run away!’ I rubbed my face where he had hit me when I begged him not to sell Sam. ‘You didn’t have to go!’ ‘You were turning into something I didn’t want to stay near.’ Silence.
I could hear the whole crowd cheering and I couldn’t believe it. Although I didn’t win by the rules, I still felt like a champion. I notice the look in Big Ben’s eyes as if he were shocked. Big Ben walked towards me with a steaming expression as if he were to explode. Unexpectedly, Big Ben apologized with
She turned the car real hard and spun off the rode into some shrubs, so that she would lose their followers. The driver introduced herself as Kit Snicket. We have an important brunch to go to, to discuss the matters of a imposter. Kit layed out a blanket on the ground and placed a feast out for them to eat. Kit was a pregnant woman who was very kind because she was a volunteer.
She watched as he gestured franticly, then she looked at the clouds and figured it out. She ran forward to where Tommi blissfully steered the airship. “Tommi! George wants us to come down, there's a storm coming up fast behind us.”
“You want respectfulness from who uneducated?” Leon thought when a long time ago Ava told him that her parent doesn’t like his unrespectful. The memories can’t stop