The Crystal by Jones M (the chimp paradox .txt) 📕

to evade my ex-bullies' crazy admirers. Logan was in the lead, and the rest of us followed where he ran.

Two minutes later, we found ourselves running through the streets of London with a horde chasing us. Of all the thoughts of how the day would end, that was far from it.

“I love you, Harry!”

“Please sign my T-shirt!”

“You will be mine, Logan!”

Those were some of the shouts I heard from the fans. The rest was just jumbled up screams. Looking around, I saw a few people standing by and taking photos of Selena, the boys and me.

My legs began to ache as I was soon getting tired. My head turned to take a peek behind me. I was astonished by the fact that the fans were moving at a constant speed, not seeming to get tired at all. What were they high on? Coke?

I looked at my sides and saw Selena and the boys running with me. They kept a constant speed, and I was reminded I needed to get back in shape. My eyes narrowed at Liam who was speaking on the phone. How could he do that when most of our minds were occupied with evading the clutches of the crowd behind us?

The moment could not get any worse than it was already was, could it? Yeah, big mistake to even ask that question. In front of me, I saw another screaming group, mostly filled with girls waving their arms in the air, run towards us.

Oh crap. What do we do now?

As if someone heard my question, two cars stopped in front of us. My thoughts of ‘this is the end of the road!’ were interrupted by an angry Trevor getting out of one of the cars. I never thought I would have been happy to see the burly man than I was at that time.

“Get in!” he shouted, motioning with his arms towards the vehicles. 

Again, no need to say it twice.

  

Selena and I rushed towards one. We entered it with haste, quickly settling ourselves as Liam joined us in the same car. I looked behind, and through the window, I saw the rest of the boys boarding the other one. I gazed at the front, seeing the other group of fans approaching us. Before I could worry about them being close to us, the car drove off towards the left as it took another route, taking us away from the spectacle.

I sighed in relief, collapsing onto the back of my seat. My heart regained its normal beating rate, and I felt my mouth was dry from running too much and thus getting thirsty.

“I think I found out how the boys manage to stay in shape,” Selena joked, and Liam laughed beside her, even though he was a bit out of breath.

“Wow,” I commented before turning to face Liam. “Do you go through that all the time?”

“Rarely,” he replied. “It only happens when we mess up with our disguises.”

“If you ask me, I’m surprised it didn’t happen on the London Eye,” Selena said. “Ethan’s wig was already half off when the ride ended.”

“That is surprising,” I said. “No offense, but what do those girls even see in you guys?”

“Potential husbands who can sing and make their fairytale dreams come true,” he said, and I snorted in disbelief before laughing. When I was done laughing, I saw that Liam was serious.

“Oh!” I exclaimed in shock. “Could it be your accents, fellow English boys?”

It was Liam’s turn to snort.

“What are you going to do next? Say something along the lines of British tea and crumpets?”

“Probably,” I answered in my own version of a British accent. Selena and Liam turned to face me with looks of surprise. So I continued “Fine sir, do you know where we’re going? It’s a bit hot, and I’m sweltering like a popsicle on a hot day.”

“What?” Liam asked with a weirded out look, and Selena and I guffawed with laughter.

“You nailed it, Emery!” Selena said in between laughs.

“O kind fellow, do you know where I can find British tea and crumpets?” Selena asked, and I found myself applauding for an accent well portrayed.

“Yeah yeah yeah,” Liam rolled his eyes at us. “We may be British, but we are not all from England. Ethan, for instance, is from Ireland.”

“What about the rest?” Selena asked. Liam frowned.

“England.”

Then we all laughed.

“Guys, I think we went off topic. What were we talking about?” I asked.

“What the girls see in the Ordinary Brothers. Yeah, and Selena is a fan of ours even before she met us. Tell us, Selena, what the girls see in us.”

Selena’s eyes went wide at Liam’s statement. A smirk formed on my lips as I stared expectantly at my cousin.

“Umm… you have beautiful voices. You’re cute, and you all have great personalities.”

“Aww,” Liam gushed at what Selena said. My cousin turned to give me a bored look as if saying ‘look what you’ve made me do.’

The car came to a stop, and we all got out of the vehicle. The other car that the rest of the guys had boarded soon came to view and was parked beside ours.

“It’s good to be back at the hotel,” Selena said. “I’m still hungry. Let’s order pizza or something,” she continued as she began walking towards the hotel entrance. My eyes landed on the other guys. Liam and the others were in the process of being given a stern talk from Trevor. It didn't involve my cousin and me, so I followed Selena.

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Eva’s P.O.V

“Your Majesty, what is your plan?” Tevix, my second in command, asked. I sighed before continuing to look at what was in front of me.

I had placed a large mirror and enchanted it in my castle to spy on Emery. 

“I have no plan for now,” I replied as I moved away from the magic mirror. The view of Emery and her friends was replaced with a reflection of the chamber.

“What? But your Majesty—” Tevix went to complain, but I interrupted him.

“Patience, my minion. We will do what you had done for the past years. The only difference is that this time, you will not attack.”

“Your Majesty?” he asked with a wary look.

“You and the rest want to attack the witches,” I said and he nodded in reply. “There is one thing that is blocking our way towards them, the crystal. We need to get her out of the picture, but that will be difficult. Look, for now, do not attack. Let the witches think that you are all powerless. They will believe that you won't attack because I'm 'dead'. Meanwhile, I will come up with a plan, and Crystalia will be ours.”

I let out a loud cackle just for the fun of it.

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One week later

Emery’s P.O.V

A week had passed with the boys. We mostly spent our time indoors, but Selena and I didn’t mind, especially after being chased through half of London by the boys’ fans.

I kid.

We were chased through the whole city of London. 

Okay, it may not have been that long, but it felt like it!

Anyway, the boys were supposed to resume their tour. According to their tour manager, they were supposed to be heading to Glasgow in Scotland. Even though it had been a fun week with the boys, I felt like I was intruding. I hated that.

“Emery, are you ready to go?” Ethan asked as he peeked through the open door to my temporary hotel room. I was packed and ready to leave with my three suitcases. In the past week, the boys took Selena and me shopping. The weird thing was that they didn’t let me pay for the clothes and they didn’t even let me see the price tags. It was strange, but I didn’t dwell much on the matter.

“I’m ready,” I replied, summoning my telekinesis powers to help drag my luggage on the floor. I exited the room at the exact time that Selena did, only to see she was using her powers for the same purpose as I was.

“Guys! We’re still in the hotel. What if someone saw you?” Logan said.

“Relax,” I replied. “No one can see us from here. In fact, they would have done something by now, seeing that someone used a fireball to light the oven.”

Logan blushed, and he let the issue go. The specified incident was quite humorous. In the past week, we were trying to bake an apple pie. The oven was not lighting up, and Logan was getting impatient. He decided it was a good idea to light it up with a fireball. 

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Had I not frozen time to cast a spell to get rid of the fire, we all would have been killed, and the hotel suite would have been in flames. What we learned from that incident was to never let Logan light anything with gas.

The door to the hotel suite suddenly opened. Selena and I immediately stopped using our powers just as Trevor entered the room.

“Hey, guys! The cars are downstairs to take you to the airport. The crew and I will follow you on another plane. Remember not to draw attention to yourselves. That is all I have to tell you. Management will inform you through the phone if anything changes,” he announced before leaving the room.

“That was brief,” Selena commented. She and I thought that the boys had some kind of friendship with the tour manager. Maybe we were wrong, but who knew?

When we were all ready, we headed towards the hotel elevators. Trevor had already checked us out, so there was no reason to check ourselves out at the reception desk.

We found the cars just like Trevor had explained at the back of the hotel. 

“This is going to be great!” Selena squealed in excitement. “We are about to go to Scotland. Emery, it’s like a wedding present to us.”

“You do know you could have come here alone with Crystalia’s queen paying for the trip, right?”

Selena snorted.

“She’s like my mother. She would be asking how much money I’ve spent, and I do not want that.”

We all boarded the vehicles in an order that Selena, Ethan and I sat in one vehicle while the rest shared the other.

“How do you all fit in that other car?” I asked Ethan in shock.

“Harry sat at the front,” he replied. That made sense.

“So Ethan, is this your first time to go to Scotland?” Selena asked just as the driver started the engine.

“No,” he replied. “I’ve been there when we had our first tour. It was one of the cities we visited.”

“How is it?” I asked.

“The scenery is beautiful. I think you girls will love it.”

After a while, we found ourselves exiting the car. We were at an airfield where a private jet was parked. There was an airport building a distance away from us. The field was mostly made up of tarmac road, and the rest was a field of green grass.

The jet read Private Air Charter. My mind picked up the name. 

Where had I come across it? 

Then I recalled it was the same one that Selena and I boarded to come to London. I was excited to get on it again.

Minutes later, we were all settled and taking off. The boys sat a couple of seats behind Selena and me. They needed to talk about plans for the tour. 

The two of us sat together and had rearranged the seats to face the front of the plane. The distance between the boys and us gave my cousin and me enough privacy to talk about anything that we knew.

“So I’ve been thinking, what are we going to do about college?” I asked Selena. She was quiet for a moment before she turned to face me.

“Really? You’re thinking about college now?” she asked with a raised eyebrow.

“It’s not too early to plan for the future,” I replied. “And we know what we want to do.”

“Exactly!” Selena said. “We could start later in the year, probably August. Look, let’s just enjoy the tour. We could talk about it when we go back home.”

I gave Selena a curious look. She ignored me as she turned