[So your back for more are you young ones, well as long as you don't interrupt I'll tell you the next part.] Sam sat in the headmasters office staring at a still unconscious Drake, while the actual head master stood ripping Jake to pieces for putting Drake ' under' as he put it. Jake was sinking down into his chair, the fear of the head clearly showing on his face trying to say," b-but he wouldn't co-" but you could see the head just wasn't having any excuses. "JAKE GET OUT OF MY SIGHT NOW, I'LL DEAL WITH YOU LATER!" the heads booming voice shouted at Jake, and Jake took his chance to run out of the room into a hall full of 10 or so sympathetic faces. The head turned his head towards Sam, his face changing from angry to kind in an instant, and said," hello Sam, welcome to the academy for... er gifted children, oh and I'm sorry for Drake being put under, I'll just wake him up shall I." He quickly picked up his notebook and blue pen and started to write. Sams eyes opened with shock when Drake slowly started to wake up as soon as he'd finished writing.
Drakes eyes opened when he saw where he was but luckily for him the head butted in before Drake could start screaming obscenities like he was prone to do." So as I was saying Drake welcome to the academy for gifted children...(under his breath)yes thats right gifted... so what do you know about your powers so far?" he lent forward as he asked the question. Sam answered first," what powers? we haven't heard of any powers, sir," Drake still looked pretty annoyed but answered anyway," I think I know what he's talking 'bout Sam, are the powers the way whatever we've been writing lately has been coming true... like the kid who heard voices." The head nodded and opened his mouth again," ahhhh so you do know a bit them. Well I will tell you all about your powers right now, so you are what we call the saviours they are people who have the powers of light, life and truth in their souls but most importantly they hold a power that very few hold, the power of writing and whatever you write will happen. So at the academy we teach the few remaining saviours to hone their skills and make what they write happen faster, like with you right now it should take about 2 weeks for whatever you write to happen... am I right." Drake and Sam look at each other for a split second before Sam answered," no sir, our ' powers' have been working roughly 2 days after writing them, nowhere near 2 weeks."
The heads eyes opened with shock as he heard the news." Well it looks like we need to put you 2 in the advanced writing classes but the beginner light, life and truth classes." He said after snapping out of his shock. Both kids nodded not really knowing what that meant, the head spoke again," I'll get someone to show you to[ OY you back there stop talking or you won't hear the rest. The boy moaned loudly] your classes right away.' Audrey could you please send in the advanced writing teacher through please.' She should be here any second." Roughly one minute later she walked through the door and the boys recognized her right away...it was their writing teacher Miss Reynolds. The head started to introduce them to her," boys this is-" but the boys got there first," Miss Reynolds." She said," why hello boys." Sam and Drake almost telepathically sent a message to each other," Miss Reynolds b-but she dies 4 months ago."
well hope you like it and it will get better trust me so keep on reading
Drakes eyes opened when he saw where he was but luckily for him the head butted in before Drake could start screaming obscenities like he was prone to do." So as I was saying Drake welcome to the academy for gifted children...(under his breath)yes thats right gifted... so what do you know about your powers so far?" he lent forward as he asked the question. Sam answered first," what powers? we haven't heard of any powers, sir," Drake still looked pretty annoyed but answered anyway," I think I know what he's talking 'bout Sam, are the powers the way whatever we've been writing lately has been coming true... like the kid who heard voices." The head nodded and opened his mouth again," ahhhh so you do know a bit them. Well I will tell you all about your powers right now, so you are what we call the saviours they are people who have the powers of light, life and truth in their souls but most importantly they hold a power that very few hold, the power of writing and whatever you write will happen. So at the academy we teach the few remaining saviours to hone their skills and make what they write happen faster, like with you right now it should take about 2 weeks for whatever you write to happen... am I right." Drake and Sam look at each other for a split second before Sam answered," no sir, our ' powers' have been working roughly 2 days after writing them, nowhere near 2 weeks."
The heads eyes opened with shock as he heard the news." Well it looks like we need to put you 2 in the advanced writing classes but the beginner light, life and truth classes." He said after snapping out of his shock. Both kids nodded not really knowing what that meant, the head spoke again," I'll get someone to show you to[ OY you back there stop talking or you won't hear the rest. The boy moaned loudly] your classes right away.' Audrey could you please send in the advanced writing teacher through please.' She should be here any second." Roughly one minute later she walked through the door and the boys recognized her right away...it was their writing teacher Miss Reynolds. The head started to introduce them to her," boys this is-" but the boys got there first," Miss Reynolds." She said," why hello boys." Sam and Drake almost telepathically sent a message to each other," Miss Reynolds b-but she dies 4 months ago."
well hope you like it and it will get better trust me so keep on reading
We are going separate ways.
We must leave each other,
Though I regret it,
There is nothing either of us
Can do.
We are going separate ways.
The bright light shines in our futures,
For the separate ways we go
Are the best for each of us.
We must leave for the good of it,
Though I don't want to,
And I know you don't either.
But it is important that we do.
It is never easy
Doing what we do the worst,
Leaving each other,
And the thoughts that we are...
Best friends...leaving each other...
We must go our separate ways.
For our own good.
And we pray that one day...
We will meet each other again.
And we will.
We must leave each other,
Though I regret it,
There is nothing either of us
Can do.
We are going separate ways.
The bright light shines in our futures,
For the separate ways we go
Are the best for each of us.
We must leave for the good of it,
Though I don't want to,
And I know you don't either.
But it is important that we do.
It is never easy
Doing what we do the worst,
Leaving each other,
And the thoughts that we are...
Best friends...leaving each other...
We must go our separate ways.
For our own good.
And we pray that one day...
We will meet each other again.
And we will.
On a starry sky
In the moonlight
At midnight
When I think of you
My heart beats faster
For there is no one like you
Who makes my day perfect
Make my body to go numb
Lose myself
And forever hold that smile on my face
Its true that we are
Now on our separate ways
With the promises aside
That we'll meet again
For again might also mean
The next moment
Or maybe never
You may move on
Find your perfect princess
In this imperfect world
But to me
You'll always be
My prince charming
And thus the question remains
Should I move on?
Should I forget?
Is this the destiny of my life?
Only time will tell
But until then
You'll hold a fragment of my soul
For my mind wants to move on
But my heart stays persistent
That you'll one day turn unto me
In the moonlight
At midnight
When I think of you
My heart beats faster
For there is no one like you
Who makes my day perfect
Make my body to go numb
Lose myself
And forever hold that smile on my face
Its true that we are
Now on our separate ways
With the promises aside
That we'll meet again
For again might also mean
The next moment
Or maybe never
You may move on
Find your perfect princess
In this imperfect world
But to me
You'll always be
My prince charming
And thus the question remains
Should I move on?
Should I forget?
Is this the destiny of my life?
Only time will tell
But until then
You'll hold a fragment of my soul
For my mind wants to move on
But my heart stays persistent
That you'll one day turn unto me