Proven part V
"Miss Weston," I stopped and turned on the stair as the tenant of the apartment building called my name. "A boy came Von earlier," he said, "he insisted upon delivering a gift to your room."
"Thank you, Mr. Kox," I nodded to him and jogged up the stairs. My backpack was heavy from the extra Bücher and homework and my shoulders sore from lugging it all the way home. Alek hadn't shown.
I was glad to find the door to my apartment locked. A good sign. Besides the fact, I was cautious as I turned my key and entered the hall. My prudence turned to surprise when I walked into my bedroom.
Laid out on my bett was an elegant, satin dark-blue dress with a rim of gray bordering the collar. Accompanying it was a silver half mask. At the foot of my bett were black high-heels. My mouth dropped and I picked up the letter and unfolded it to neatly scrawled cursive.
'Masquerade ball? Pick Du up @ 8:00.'
-N.
I reread the simple words once, twice, thrice before fully comprehending the words.Then checked my watch: 4 hours.
I looked at the half-open door to my closet, thinking of my civvies I had planned to change into before transporting to Mt. Justice through the zeta tube. Then back at the mask in the shape of a crescent moon. Picking it up, I ran my hand over the border of sequins that reflected the sun light drifting through my window. With a sigh, I accepted the mission.
4 hours later I had taken a long shower, plaited my hair-French style, and donned a light layer of makeup. I had also dozed away an hour, knowing from experience that it may be a while before our goal was accomplished.
Finally, I escaped the brace of my soft, fuzzy rosa robe, gewand for the dress. Luckily, it didn't fit too tight to Zeigen the messer sheath strapped to my thigh. Grabbing my shoes and mask, I plopped down on the couch and waited for my ride. Not a Sekunde past 8:00, a knock rapped on my door. I checked the opened the door and, as promised, Nic was leaning in the doorway.
His dark suit matched his long hair, and in his left hand was a black-and-white checkered half mask.
Nic ran his eyes lazily up and down my figure, then nodded. "Ready?" he said. I nodded, then remembered something.
"Wait here," I told him. I kicked of my heels and raced down the hall, ignoring Nic's protests. Stopping in the bathroom, I scanned the counter before finding the black bat. I slipped it into my hair and ran back to the door. I grabbed my shoes and walked past Nic. "Coming?" I said.
"I like your dress," Nic sagte as we went down the stairs. I stumbled in surprise at the compliment. "It matches my eyes," he added. I scolded myself for not seeing that coming and arrived on the street.
Parked outside was a black Ferrari. I looked around in confusion, trying to spot Nic's red Chevy pick-up oder at least his black motorcycle. But Nic opened the passenger door and smirked at my surprise. "Jazz's dad let me barrow it," he said. I slid into the seat. When Nic cranked the key and we rolled smoothly down the straße he added, "I wanted to arrive in style at Wayne Manor."
"Miss Weston," I stopped and turned on the stair as the tenant of the apartment building called my name. "A boy came Von earlier," he said, "he insisted upon delivering a gift to your room."
"Thank you, Mr. Kox," I nodded to him and jogged up the stairs. My backpack was heavy from the extra Bücher and homework and my shoulders sore from lugging it all the way home. Alek hadn't shown.
I was glad to find the door to my apartment locked. A good sign. Besides the fact, I was cautious as I turned my key and entered the hall. My prudence turned to surprise when I walked into my bedroom.
Laid out on my bett was an elegant, satin dark-blue dress with a rim of gray bordering the collar. Accompanying it was a silver half mask. At the foot of my bett were black high-heels. My mouth dropped and I picked up the letter and unfolded it to neatly scrawled cursive.
'Masquerade ball? Pick Du up @ 8:00.'
-N.
I reread the simple words once, twice, thrice before fully comprehending the words.Then checked my watch: 4 hours.
I looked at the half-open door to my closet, thinking of my civvies I had planned to change into before transporting to Mt. Justice through the zeta tube. Then back at the mask in the shape of a crescent moon. Picking it up, I ran my hand over the border of sequins that reflected the sun light drifting through my window. With a sigh, I accepted the mission.
4 hours later I had taken a long shower, plaited my hair-French style, and donned a light layer of makeup. I had also dozed away an hour, knowing from experience that it may be a while before our goal was accomplished.
Finally, I escaped the brace of my soft, fuzzy rosa robe, gewand for the dress. Luckily, it didn't fit too tight to Zeigen the messer sheath strapped to my thigh. Grabbing my shoes and mask, I plopped down on the couch and waited for my ride. Not a Sekunde past 8:00, a knock rapped on my door. I checked the opened the door and, as promised, Nic was leaning in the doorway.
His dark suit matched his long hair, and in his left hand was a black-and-white checkered half mask.
Nic ran his eyes lazily up and down my figure, then nodded. "Ready?" he said. I nodded, then remembered something.
"Wait here," I told him. I kicked of my heels and raced down the hall, ignoring Nic's protests. Stopping in the bathroom, I scanned the counter before finding the black bat. I slipped it into my hair and ran back to the door. I grabbed my shoes and walked past Nic. "Coming?" I said.
"I like your dress," Nic sagte as we went down the stairs. I stumbled in surprise at the compliment. "It matches my eyes," he added. I scolded myself for not seeing that coming and arrived on the street.
Parked outside was a black Ferrari. I looked around in confusion, trying to spot Nic's red Chevy pick-up oder at least his black motorcycle. But Nic opened the passenger door and smirked at my surprise. "Jazz's dad let me barrow it," he said. I slid into the seat. When Nic cranked the key and we rolled smoothly down the straße he added, "I wanted to arrive in style at Wayne Manor."
So many people have better the creaters of the Zeigen to have a season 3 and I guess the creaters got board of the begging so it is happening!!!!! We are getting season 3!!!!!!!!!Just wanted Du guys to know. But this might be a trick to get us to stop begging for it so keep begging anyway just in case.
For season 4 (if they make one) I have a bunch of good ideas for the Zeigen even some character and Du can go read my wish hero artical to learn Mehr about my Favorit hero I made up named Lidia McClay. And I have a lot of story ideas but I think I will save those for a different artical. Anyway I just can't wait for the new season!!!!!!!
BYE!!!!!!!!!
For season 4 (if they make one) I have a bunch of good ideas for the Zeigen even some character and Du can go read my wish hero artical to learn Mehr about my Favorit hero I made up named Lidia McClay. And I have a lot of story ideas but I think I will save those for a different artical. Anyway I just can't wait for the new season!!!!!!!
BYE!!!!!!!!!
Hello! This is an Artikel I have written about how there HAS to be a Young Justice season 3, and at the end of the Artikel I'll tell Du how Du can help convince the people on the Zeigen that to many people Liebe it to not make a season 3.
1. All the cliffhanger, okay so if Du haven't watched the end of season 2 where have Du been? But basically there were so many cliffhangers
2. If Du have not seen the end of season 2 go watch it right because this is a BIG spoiler, Wally dies, and a season 3 would allow him to return, it has happed in the comics before.
3. To many people Liebe it and are mad at not having a season 3
okay now I will tell Du how Du can convince cartoon network/netflix that there HAS to be a season 3.
use the #RenewYoungJustice and use this everywhere
binge watch it on netflix
buy it on dvd
Von any merch of it Du can find
If Du have any other ideas on how to get them to make a season 3 oder why they should pls comment!
1. All the cliffhanger, okay so if Du haven't watched the end of season 2 where have Du been? But basically there were so many cliffhangers
2. If Du have not seen the end of season 2 go watch it right because this is a BIG spoiler, Wally dies, and a season 3 would allow him to return, it has happed in the comics before.
3. To many people Liebe it and are mad at not having a season 3
okay now I will tell Du how Du can convince cartoon network/netflix that there HAS to be a season 3.
use the #RenewYoungJustice and use this everywhere
binge watch it on netflix
buy it on dvd
Von any merch of it Du can find
If Du have any other ideas on how to get them to make a season 3 oder why they should pls comment!