 Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?
To be honest, Ashley hadn't been feeling too well over the last couple of days. She had a big headache that wouldn't go away. And the headmaster being annoying was not helping. She rolled her eyes. Didn't he know it was his fault? He was the one who took that dude's treasure.
And all of a sudden, her headache went away. But she felt very weird and angry and out of control. He took her treasure. My treasure. No it isn't my treasure, it's the ghosts treasure. NO, it WAS my treasure. "IT WAS ALL OF YOUR FAULTS. ESPECIALLY YOU, TRENT. HOW DARE YOU SPEND MY WEALTH ON FRIVOLOUS MONSTROSITIES!!!" she yelled at him. "I WANT IT BACK RIGHT NOW OR ELSE. I'VE WARNED YOU! THINGS WILL ONLY GET WORSE. YOU ARE GOING TO PAY FOR THIS!"
And then she sneezed very hard. She was back, and so was the headache. She groaned and rested her head on the table after pushing the rotting food away. "I'm not feeling too well. I don't know why. I didn't eat any of this gross food. Who did it by the way? Was it that weird ghost dude?" She continued normally, as if she hadn't just yelled at the headmaster. She had forgotten it, actually. She couldn't remember the past couple seconds at all, but she was pretty sure she hadn't blacked out. So why was there a gap in her normally great memory? "My head hurts. And... I don't..." |