The Burton household was by look, half finished, The front of the stood a large gate with a wide garden. In the center was a marble dolphin fountain. From common sense alone, you could say that these Burton family is monstrously rich.
Mark floated carelessly throughout the manor. He did not mind his floating skill because he knows that he is intangible thus he will not hit anything. Until he floated towards a wrinkled servant. All sensations in Mark's body changed. Suddenly he felt weak and tired, mostly his legs. Aching and searing pain is making his back ready to collapse. His eyesight became blurred, his speech slurred and his hearing, inaudible. Gravity grasped him once again and this time, with more punishment. With a will on the mind, Mark pushed himself off the servant's body. In it's place, the servant stood dazed, unsure of what happened.
"Icky." Mark blurted out. Once he regained composure, he floated again. more careful this time.
The center of the house was a large area with the cliched mirrored staircase going to the top. Above was an umbrella of sparkling crystal chandelier, lit up with the rays of the outside. Maids and servants crowded most of the place. Doing cleaning and sorting the countless things that riddled the place. There were the men in suits that seldom appear in the lobby. Mark thinks that they were the renovation personnel.
Deeper into the house, he found much more rooms that would shame his own house. He floated to each one, careful not to accidentally possess someone. He stopped into one room that was different than the rest. An awfully large bedroom was at the center, Posters of several music bands and artists covered most of the walls. In one side, a cabinet full of trophies stood shining. Mark flew closer to see what awards they were.
"Phillip Burton, for the award of Mister Prom Night 2011. Mister Prom Night 2012, Award for Mr. Lakeside 2011 and and a same yet separate award for 2013." Mark rifled through the awards and at the same time, he though "This guy must be a hottie to get awards like these."
Suddenly, the door behind Mark opened up. A blond teen, wearing a suit and a clean plaid black pants. On his chest bears the crest of the Lakeside Mermen and the personal pin of the lakeside boys club. All of this was known to Mark as he inspired to be one himself, until they mocked him because of his supernatural interests. Mark floated closer to the teen and inspected him from top to bottom. His hair was shining gold, with the signs of darkening in the underside. When he opens his mouth, he could see that his teeth were perfect unlike his. Mark's teeth was crooked at the top when a bully punched him.
"I told you, I'm staying here for the autumn mom. Jake sides with me and so does dad." The teen blared. He was obviously angry but he still and his composure. "It's late over there and I also need some rest. Okay, bye mom." He turned his phone off and jumped into the bed. Now Mark is on the dilemma.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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