"You get what you pay for."
He frowned. "I asked for this an گھنٹہ ago."
I rolled my eyes. "You get what آپ pay for." I held my hand out expectantly.
"You think آپ actually deserve some tips?!" he barked.
I grabbed his اسموتھی, سموتی and held my hand out again. "No tip, no smoothie."
We glared at each other until a familiar chubby woman shoved me aside.
"I'm sorry on behalf of my niece, sir." She took the cup from me and handed it to him.
He scoffed. "Your 'niece' doesn't deserve a job!"
In a second, I sent a gust of air at him, making him fly out the glass window.
Aunt Winona screamed. "Oh my GOD!!!"
The man got on his feet and rubbed his back. "Expect a lawsuit from me, Winona! That little demon child belongs in juvinile jail!" He got into his car and drove away.
Aunt Winona glared at me. "Out. NOW."
I groaned and walked outside like she told me to. Behind me, she slammed the backdoor of the ڈنر, کھانے and leaned against the wall.
"I'm sorry, Aunt Win--"
She sighed, interrupting me. "Look, Jenny. I know how bad your mother wanted آپ to get a job, but I can't risk anymore lawsuits from the customers!"
"That guy had it coming," I muttered.
She frowned. "What I'm saying is, آپ need to control your Airbending. It's like you're a walking bad luck charm!"
"It's not my fault!" I shouted. "Ever since Wednesday, when I snap my fingers, a آگ کے, آگ forms! یا when I spin around, water drenches the people around me!"
She shook her head. "I can't explain the things that are happening to you. Go home, Jenny. You're done for the day." And without another word, she slammed the door in my face.
I sighed and threw my تہبند, برساتی on the floor. "This place was a dump before I came, anyway."
I shoved my hands in my jean pockets and headed home, when an auburn-haired girl and the Boy Wonder appeared in front of me.
The girl smiled at me. "Are آپ Jeannette Thomas?"
I gulped. "Y-yes?"
She took my hand and shook it. "I'm Erica Richards, the گزشتہ Avatar."
I staggered back. "Previous?"
She nodded. "The reason why you're experiencing some weird situations, is because you're the new Avatar."
I gasped. "Really?"
She laughed. "Why else would I be here?"
This is Erica, the previous Avatar, just to jog your memory.
This is the new Avatar, Jeannette. She's basically the main character of the story.
“Ok let’s try again. Mexico was fighting against France on May 5. That was the battle of Puebla” Robin explained to Miss. M, superboy, and Aqualad in his room.
“But why does everyone hit a monkey piñata” Megan asked.
“I’ll get to that but first let me tell آپ the history” Robin tried
“Was France a country of green monkeys” Superboy asked clearly annoyed سے طرف کی the thought of a country full of monkeys.
“No. But please سوالات till the end” Robin said. “Now where was I?”
“I believe آپ were at the part of the battle of Puebla” Aqualad answered
“Thanks now the battle of Puebla”
“If I may interrupt is Puebla the monkey ruler یا the place where the monkeys came from, and why did they interrupt Mexico’s party” Aquald کہا looking at him
“I’m going to kill Wally for this" Robin murrmured.
“But why does everyone hit a monkey piñata” Megan asked.
“I’ll get to that but first let me tell آپ the history” Robin tried
“Was France a country of green monkeys” Superboy asked clearly annoyed سے طرف کی the thought of a country full of monkeys.
“No. But please سوالات till the end” Robin said. “Now where was I?”
“I believe آپ were at the part of the battle of Puebla” Aqualad answered
“Thanks now the battle of Puebla”
“If I may interrupt is Puebla the monkey ruler یا the place where the monkeys came from, and why did they interrupt Mexico’s party” Aquald کہا looking at him
“I’m going to kill Wally for this" Robin murrmured.
"I don't wanna die!" the boy howled, digging his face into Revenge's knee.
"You have no say in the matter."
"I do." Revenge growled.
The assassin turned his head slightly before tossing a چھری in Revenge's direction. It caught him in the chink in his armor. Literally. Revenge glared at the blood seeping from the wound. The black clad assassin continued his approach. Revenge punched him in the throat, crushing his windpipe, causing the man to stumble backwards.
"You wanna play with knives?" Revenge yelled. "Two can play at that game!"
For a second, the assassin couldn't breathe. Then, he stood up, rubbing his neck.
"No way." Revenge muttered, stepping back.
"Red Revenge. For interfering with the mission, آپ too shall feel the talons of the Court of Owls!"
Night of the Owls.
Coming Soon.
"You have no say in the matter."
"I do." Revenge growled.
The assassin turned his head slightly before tossing a چھری in Revenge's direction. It caught him in the chink in his armor. Literally. Revenge glared at the blood seeping from the wound. The black clad assassin continued his approach. Revenge punched him in the throat, crushing his windpipe, causing the man to stumble backwards.
"You wanna play with knives?" Revenge yelled. "Two can play at that game!"
For a second, the assassin couldn't breathe. Then, he stood up, rubbing his neck.
"No way." Revenge muttered, stepping back.
"Red Revenge. For interfering with the mission, آپ too shall feel the talons of the Court of Owls!"
Night of the Owls.
Coming Soon.
Mila Anderson AKA Pyre
Iddentical twins but a rare sickeness got the best of me.
