Part 1: Fossilized

Within a world fill of dumb beauties, jackasses and ultra nerdtrons there's always and I MEAN always that one neutral sport! *wink wink* yeah sweet cakes that's obviously not me *face palm*

Drug roll as the fools dash forcefully stampeding above my frail petite body.

"Move it Skunkpit!" I heard few muttered

Yes by now that's an clear enough sign I'm an outcast whereas " Hello Damsel, here's an handkerchief"

The imbeciles gasp "That's the Lunar Crescent seal forge with legendary serpent Mesopharmos blessing."

I felt their sharp gaze nothing new since

"My apologies lady Armstrong if my presence may have caused any discomfort"

His gentle touch made butterflies arise which isn't welcome ever since that day.