Teen Ink
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TeenInk "I'm a firm believer in Karma." - Emma Watson in Sofia Coppola's The Bling Ring featured at Cannes Film Festival... http://t.co/AtwVoR8xyT
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TeenInk "If I fall asleep with a pen in my hand, don't remove it — I might be writing in my dreams." http://t.co/0FUP7fyJcB
"Oh, you don't KNOW THE DEFINITION of sorry!" he screamed at her. "You don't know what that even means!"
Lilly flinched, stumbling back. "GO AFTER THEM IF YOU'RE SO UPSET ABOUT THIS!"
Stephen started, but then he stopped. He stared up the staircase in defeat, hanging his head.
Lilly frowned. "You're not going to, are you?"
He shook his head. "I'd die and accomplish nothing." He walked back to the corner of the room.
Lilly threw her hands in the air. "Fine... I hope you plan on exacting revenge though...."
"I do. And may I suggest that you leave the building when I do." A glint appeared in Stephen's eye. There was something that they didn't know.
Lilly clenched her fists. "What do you mean?"
"I mean that if you stick around for my plan, it's not going to be pretty." Stephen had no quarrel with the girl anymore, though she did attack him.
He shook his head. "Dont see why you'd care anyways. I'm your sworn enemy, in case you haven't noticed."
Lilly rolled her eyes and walked up the stairs without another word.
At least he was rid of her. He reached into his pocket and felt for the small package that was in there. Stephen grinned. He wasn't able to hurt their leader, but he sure as he.ll could raze this place.
Lilly polped down on the couch and sighed, closing her eyes.
All he had to do now ws wait. So wait he did, staring at the remains of the rabbit
Lilly began to snore upstairs, not really caring if Stephen got out or not.
He doubted that the leader would be returning soon. Stephen decided that he might as well go with the plan now. He took out a match and was prepared to light it when he came to a sudden realization. The matches were damp.
Lilly had a lighter in her pocket, used for burning the bodies of those she killed. She turned over, the lighter clattering to the floor.
