Unrepentaint. Impenitenti

force, there will be a lot of steers without a shirt around the university. You can not miss it. And then... ' Halloween is the night when a girl can dress up like a model, porn and no can tell you nothing' "ended, citing Cady Heron of Mean Girls.

"Fergie!" I was forced to take a hand to her lips to hold back a laugh.

"What is it?" The girl took a tuft of cotton candy to his lips.

"I only said the truth! He comes back a little bit, Lizzy".

"And what are you going to be, then?"

"Isn't it obvious? Vampire sexy. We need to find a costume, even for you!"

"I thought I was dress as a witch," she confessed to her friend. "And you, Caden?" I asked him then, noticing that I was staring more than necessary. "Thou shalt also be a diavoletta sexy or something?"

"To tell you the truth, I was thinking of putting the mask Ghostface".

"It seems to me a very good choice". "Here

is Aron and Ally!" Fergie raised his hand in the air to get noticed by the two, and in a moment they were by us.

I noticed that Ally was trying to stay safe behind the shoulder of his friend, and I his heart at the idea that he had the fear to meet me.

But Fergie was ready to come to my aid.

"You must be if we are going to take another cotton candy?" he asked, in fact, Caden, and Aron, who nodded, then followed by Lizzy.

And so we were left alone: to the amusement park sparkled around us and the noise that came out me came muffling, while infilavo the hands in the pockets of his coat and smiling at Ally shyly.

"Hello. You and I we do not know".

"But I know who you are," I answered immediately. "I said Fergie's that you wanted to talk about".

"Yes, I wanted to tell you that I'm sorry for what happened to you". I took the look to the ground and I felt overwhelmed by the embarrassment, but I was thinking to all the times that I cursed mentally as she and River.

"Don't be sorry, its not your fault". Ally shrugged.

"Yes, I know. But I had to figure it out".

A smile broken and sharp the stores in the

mouth. "Nobody understood it. As you could?"

"I hope that the things for you will go better now."

"A little, yes. But not completely."

"Maybe a little I understand". I confessed through gritted teeth.

"For what it's worth, I'm sorry for what happened to you". The girl smiled at me. "But if you go tonight we can forget about it, just pretend to be like all the other girls around here. Normal and without trauma".

My cheeks were filled with a smile that I couldn't hold back. "There I am. You go for a ride in murder house?"

She joined and took me by the arm. "Just because we are without trauma, and we to come. Let's go, but first I also want a little more sugar spun".

Half an hour later, I, like Fergie and Ally walked out from the house of horror for the second time in a row in the grip of a laugh hysterical, while Caden, his face greenish, shook, still scared for one of the actors, who had frightened it until it cried.

"I can't believe that someone like you if is made under!" mocked Fergie. "No, Kerys, you need to see it to practice how to pump. I will use this story to take you around for a lifetime!"

"Oh, come on!" complained Caden, trying to regain a little bit of manhood. "I wanted to see you at my place!"

"Oh my God!" The eyes of Ally lit up the moment he laid his attention on a sign in particular. "We absolutely have to go."

"Oh, no, this time step". Caden was soon to be part of it.

"Fergie, come on, let's go!" Fergie was not the type of person to let himself get involved in these things, and I knew that I would have given rope, so it's not surprised when Ally had sweet eyes to me. "You going?"

The sign that had so excited was that of a fortune-teller, that overhung by a curtain of dark and represented a corner, dark, and mystical in the midst of the joy of the luna park. Ally seemed to be seriously involved in that thing, and this is the end nodded. Although, to tell the truth, it was the kind of attraction that I had ever intrigued.

"Why not?" I have to lose?

So she, excited, grabbed my hand and dragged me inside. There infiltrammo between the curtains, until you get to a small sitting room with

cushions placed on the ground and a woman from

the clothes wacky kneeling just behind a coffee table.

"Allowed?" asked Ally, leaving my hand.

"Please." The woman made us a sign to end up on two pillows in front of. "What brings you here, girls?"

"I would like to know my future." Ally was very keen to look forward to, and for me he softened a lot, so nodded when the woman he set his eyes on me, asking if I was there for the same reason.

He started shuffling his tarot from the finishes of silver: they were wonderful. Them I noticed. Maybe they were hand-painted, seemed to be a real work of art.

The atmosphere seemed bewitched around us, the candles gave

a soft light, creating a magical atmosphere. For a moment I let myself swept up by the idea that what he had to say to the fortune-teller could be real.

The cards seemed to be almost extricating from the sun from the deck, and, while distributed, the woman began to speak. I listened to, excited, and in silence the things that he said to Ally, only good things. On a future full of light, after having past a period of darkness. And, I hoped, really, that could be so for you, putting aside, for a moment, my skepticism.

So, when the woman finished speaking with Ally, and pointed at his eyes glazed over me, raddrizzai the shoulders convinced that, if he had at least one nice thing to say to me, I would be more than enough to leave satisfied from that place.

But while he mixed his tarot, her gaze obnubilò,

making clear from the start that there was something wrong with it.

"Oh, girl..." he muttered. "I'm sorry."

I felt a deluded to believe me read the cards would have been able to distract myself from all the rest. But what he said after that, however, I surprises.

"I can't read the cards." "What

does that mean?" I asked in disbelief. "I

can't read the cards. And when it

happens, it is never a good sign."

I put it in my feet, trembling. I didn't want to believe it.

"This is bullshit. Let's Go, Ally". She looked at me confused, but he did not hesitate to run out behind me, when all the fury I walked over to the tent and I reached the open air.

The anxiety I swept the chest and Ally I put it immediately a hand on his back and asked me how I was, while the others remained outside, seeing me in that state, had approached worried.

"What happened?" he asked me, Fergie. "Nothing, everything's fine." I recovered, taking a deep breath. Do not seemed to be very convinced, but when cacciai out a smile sure the tension is loosened. "Maybe it's better if I go back to college".