Ellie Parkinson and The Realm of Evil

The Moonwark has it all blades, spinning to diverse dilemma of dilapidated incidents. Not even the tribunals could diktat a concession, other than a bow to the embraced catastrophe..

But perhaps new centuries kept concealing the ally with the goddess of ancient authorities and commanded a digital world.

Christianity as well as numerous religions made it all a simple lifestyle. You wouldn't know the craving. The light beneath the sky puts out darkness, so we can only see the heavens, and not the other enternity.

Obviously, the government's realm proved it was supreme, not any other, be it spiritual, because the Moonwarks believed in reality other than spelt out scrolls.

But there were lots more to discover about the dark forces! However, as the academic world kept dominating, it also proved a massive strength. One in Moonwark, Generation high school, technically foretold of a new world.

The space class had its wonderful class of students, but however, more of the ladies. Aidan would think he was more of a rockstar in G.H.S. The few boys in class were massively effete in commanding fame, just like Aidan would. God knows he would have smiled to all girls in class, if not Mrs. Bridget, whom he called Christ-stuff teacher.

It was really a tight dream to his belief at his first day in class.

"Good morning, Mrs. Bridget." Layla, a student in class greeted, as Mrs. Bridget smiled at her, scampering to her desk.

"Um... I'm really sorry, I'm late." She apologized.

"Yeah, what would you think about the commuters?" Mr. Harway would match all classes to have a confirmed data of the staff's punctuality. Even though, the school's administration had told him to do that weekly, he rather preferred walking through all classes, with his big red flying tie, perhaps big pants, each day.

Mrs.. Bridget would chuckle at all times, and say "Jesus loves you."

"Heard lots of that shit." He would wave away.

Ever since Aidan knew Mrs. Bridget, Jesus had always been so prevalent to him.

"Hey boy, do not do that! Do you not know that Jesus loves you?" She would ask each time.

"Oh please, make good grades and don't forget that Jesus loves you." Still Mrs. Bridget.

"Hi Aidan, get to my office. Do not disobey because Jesus loves you." She would emphasize forever.

Aidan sat hot on his seat, he wouldn't forget the teasing, and all the stuff for girls.

"Hi Aidan." Harper giggled, sitting closely.

"Um, hi." He looked at her expectantly.

"Ah.. I'll be holding a party at my house." She announced to him, beaming with smiles.

"Party... party." Aidan hummed strangely.

"Yes, party, at my house." She added, throwing back some hairs.

"House... house." Aidan consciously hummed again.

"You're invited!" Harper gladly announced once more, pissing off as she dropped a card.

And just after she left, Manson sauntered in with a card on his hand.

"You wouldn't believe it!" He said happily, with clenched teeth.

"What, man?" Aidan was struck.

"Harper is throwing up a crazy party tonight." He surely replied.

"What? Is it a thing?" Aidan confusingly asked with raised brows.

"She's rich, her family is so rich, her puppies are fuckin rich! I'm gonna eat some Larja." Mason whinned

"Larja?" Aidan asked, with bit closed eyes.

"That's my naming." He said, standing to leave. "Get some crazy pants for the crazy party." Manson yelled, excitedly.

Later at night, the party was extremely crazy, just as Manson described. The ladies screamed at every shouts of the wine pop, as all danced to the heart beating music.

Just after a cheer up, when Harper Stepped in with her little sister, she was really heart filled.

"Oh my god, this is going awesome." She said, as there was shouts in the air.

"Um, it wouldn't have been a day like this if not my mum, my family, my friends, everyone. I thank you all for honouring my invitation to celebrate with me as I turn..... turn what?" She asked with so much humour, looking at her little sister, who whispered to Harper's ears "Fifty is great!" Unfortunately, that had sounded aloud to the audience through the microphone Harper held, as there were coughs of laughter in the room.

The dance went on after a while, and Harper, with a friend of hers, inched to Aidan, where he sat with the talking Manson.

"Hi Aidan." She said, waving and smiling equally.

"Harper, happy birthday to you." Aidan said, as Manson chopped in "....and happy fifty years." The girls laughed, except Aidan who starred at the girl with Harper.