Soooooo confession time.
I didn’t get a blog post done this week XP
I got caught up with finishing Episode 3 and didn’t realize how down to the wire I was until Sunday evening when I typed “the end” and realized that I had NOTHING to post this week.
So.
I’m cheating.
Today’s blog post is another STAGE THE PAGE game! Where I give you the page counts of the 3 completed episodes of Protectors and you can choose a random number and episode and I’ll give you my favorite quote from it!
There are 3 completed episodes.
Episode 1: 180 pages
Episode 2: 99 pages
Episode 3: 196 pages
Fire away!
Episode 2, page 3!
If I live through all of this, I might need to get my head checked for signs of insanity.
(Monty’s POV)
Episode Two, page 44!
(Jackie’s POV)
“Yeah well,” she lets out a dry laugh. “Survival isn’t what I’m worried about.”
I furrow my brow. “Then what are you worried about?”
“A clash between Kellers.” Bay shakes her head. “With how those two have been fighting, they’ll tear each other apart before they can get to the Raida forest.”
Episode 2, pg.60
(this is almost the entire page, XD I love this scene
Jackie’s POV)
I want to stop crying. Want to suck it up, apologize, say I’m fine, move on, stop being so dang afra–
David hugs me. Awkwardly, but genuine as he always is. His relief– relief?– floods through me, melting away the ice and bringing up more tears that I wonder if he’s fighting or its just me being more emotional.
Either way, his unexpected embrace breaks away all what remains of my emotional walls. I hug him back, sobbing, for losing him, losing William, losing my parents, losing the others, losing our way, losing my confidence, losing my innocence, almost losing everyone to those wolves, everything over the last few months and years I’ve lost and will never, ever get back.
Before I know it, Bay is hugging me too. And Patrick. And Jonah. Me, the girl who’s barely known them for a few weeks. The liability. The street mouse.
They’re comforting me?
Why?
I almost got them killed.
“I’m sorry,” I say again as they pull away. “I should have–”
“Stop apologizing,” Bay says, softly but firmly. “No one got hurt. The wolves aren’t going to come back. You have no reason to apologize.”
“But I freaked out–”
“Newsflash: we were all freaking out,” Patrick snorts. “Don’t take all the credit. Bay’s really the only reason we’re not mangled pieces of flesh in the desert.”
“Dude.” Jonah stares at him, mortified, and Patrick raises his hands in defense.
“Hey, you know that’s how it would have ended up.”
Episode 3, page 196.
Episode 1, page 1
Episode 2, page 20 and
Episode 3, page 90.
(Episode 1, Page 1: Jackie’s POV– this is also the opening line)
It always seems ironic to me that I hate the dark, and yet I’m safest at night.
(Episode 2, Page 20: Jackie’s POV)
There’s no denying the nervous look he gives his friends when I bring up praying. Bay talking to God on the sand dunes yesterday comes to mind. Should I tell him about it? Or would he just shush me so his friends don’t overhear us talking about God and we have some sort of blowup of mass destruction, as he seems to believe would happen?
Okay, that wasn’t nice. But really, he can’t expect me to not talk about God ever. Literally the only thing I brought besides a giant waterbottle was my dad’s Bible. It’s going to come up at some point.
(Episode 3, Page 90: Jackie’s POV)
It’s Bay. On a black horse, of all things, going full gallop across the field. She’s not wearing her trenchcoat again, which kinda surprises me given how careful she was the other day to put it on.
But it’s even more surprising that she’s on horseback.
“I didn’t know Bay could ride!” I exclaim.
“Oh yes,” he chuckles. “Bay can ride.”
I’m not sure what the emphasis is for until Bay suddenly tilts sideways, like she’s going to drop out of the saddle. I gasp– but then she just hangs there. Upside down, grinning like a maniac, for a good twenty seconds before she hauls herself back up and turns the horse around.
“Bay has picked up trick riding in her time here,” Mac explains. “She’s a little daredevil and that horse loves her to pieces.”
Episode 3, page 196: Jackie’s POV
I can’t afford to freeze again– ever. So I have to destroy my anxiety for good.
Besides, I think as I start getting ready for my shower. it’s easy to battle something that’s only in your head.
And if my anxiety is only in my head, it doesn’t exist.
Simple.
As.
That.
But what if you do freeze again? The voice in my head persists.
I bite my lower lip, glancing at my necklace.
Then I might as well give up on ever seeing my family again.
Because if I freeze during the real mission, fail to get my anxiety and empath ability under control…
… I’m dead meat.
Ooo…I love that first one.