Snippet #1759773

Gabrielle look at his hand hers wanting to be in his wanted to feel his fingers lace into hers. His smile even with those needleish teeth was intoxicating it made her feel dizzy. "I'd rather stick my hand in bleach for hours." She kept her eyes from his fighting herself from running to his side like a little puppy dog. She glanced at him as he started to walk ahead "I am going to head to the dorm area and getting my books unless you take issue with that.." She paused a sick smile on her face "Master." She threw in as much disgust,hate, and acid mixed with a sarcastic tone that could have been palpable.

She turned on her heel and stormed off her mentor racing over to Salt. "Ms.Hart can be a pain has she upset you she will be strictly punished." The mentors eyes flashed darkly. "those red sparks should just be thrown to the wolves I think." Her eyes showed nothing but hate. She flashed him a smile "I have a yellow spark I think you will like much better then Ms.Hart." The mentor hooked her arm in his starting to walk him towards the girl she spoke of.