Peter stared. "...Ava..." he whispered. She was backing away slowly and she was close to tears. "Ava...I..." Peter shook his head.
"Th-h-h-his is why I was scared...rejection...I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE IT ALONE! BUT YOU WOULDN'T LISTEN! Y-Y-Y-You just had to make a vulnerable and young and stupid looking, didn't you? I don't...no..." Peter outstretched his hand to Ava.
"Ava, it's cold, your cold. Go change you clothes-"
"Don't touch me! I-I-I can't believe I said it..."
"Ava, please..."
"No, I-I-I gotta go..."
"AVA!" Peter's calling out was in vain. Ava had begun to sprint. Once outside the building, she turned invisible.
"...Damn, it's c-c-c-c-cold!" she hissed. The bikini was currently floating, which required her to stretch her skin over it. This was why Ava never bothered with clothes. Her other option was going naked....
"AVA!" Peter had also burst out of the gym. Seeing him, Ava again began to sob. "Ava, I hear you...it's okay..."
"I didn't mean...what I said!" she yelped.
"Ava, where are you? It's freezing. I can sneak you into my dorm and we can warm up. Ava, please, let me see you. How do you always manage to be invisible?..."
"I'm so sorry..." she ran into the forest.
Peter was thoroughly confused as he heard the crunching of feet and followed them into the forest. After a while, he heard the soft panting of her breath, and he stopped. He sank to the ground and lay beneath a tree. Ava stood in perfect posture in front of him, totally invisible.
"Ava," he whispered, out of breathe," I don't know what's going on. I don't know what you are. I don't care. I love you, Ava. You think something that you said is going to change that? I love you Ava. I think thoughts like that too. I'm a teenage boy, of course I think. It doesn't make it unlady-like that you think it. It's part of life, Ava. I want you now, Ava. I'll want you forever. I can pretend you never said it, but it won't matter because I was hoping you were thinking it. It doesn't change a thing if you don't want it too. Alright? You can come home with me now, or you can stay. It doesn't matter. What do you want?"
"...I want to go, but I need to stay...to think."
Peter didn't get weirded out but just nodded. "Don't stay out for long. You're going to freeze hiding in those briar's."
Dear God...he thinks I'm human...
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Monday, May 14, 2012
Ava Sinclair's 10th Chapter
"Marco! Marco!"
A small splash of water. "Polo!" Smash!
"Damn it, Ava! I can't see you!"
Ava laughed at Peter. They were in the indoor gym, and it was winter outside. The fall had passed and it was November 2nd. Where had the time gone? Oh yes. With Peter.
Of course Ava was invisible, and Peter had his eyes open. He could never find her. It was the holidays and they was only around 17 or so students left behind at the academy. They went from the first of November to the 5th of January. A pointless time, Ava thought, but most of the teachers and supervisors were gone as well. Peter and Ava had the gym and libraries to themselves. And today, the indoor pool.
Ava slowly slinked under the water and popped up behind Peter. "Boo!" he tensed, but didn't scream. He turned with the biggest smile to face her. (she was now visible). She had on a bikini (Peter had let her borrow his sister's. She had left some of her things with Peter at the academy after she finished school there. Why she thought he'd ever need was beyond him but he sure as hell needed it!) that was pink, with frills at the top, not lacy though.
"There's my girl," Peter whispered, taking her into his arms. He kissed her neck and Ava sat there for a moment with an odd look on her face, then she pushed him away.
"What?" he asked.
She sat on the stairs that lead down to the water. Only her breasts and above were not submerged. "Peter..." she sighed. "You can't keep....You leave evidence on me, Peter. Do you know how many hickeys I have?" she looked down. "I feel like a tramp...."
"Ava..." he sat beside her. "I never meant to make you feel that way. We haven't slept together. Most girls don't have their virginity here. I just...aw, Ava!" she had started bawling. She tried to shove Peter away, and didn't look at him, but she ended up in his shoulder.
"Peter! I don't know what to do!"
He rocked her gently. "What do you want?"
She went red in the face. "What I want doesn't matter...."
"Ava, I want to give you whatever you want. Please, let me know. You want the moon? I'll give you the moon. I promise...I won't give it to you if you don't say so. Just for the hell of it, Ava." He smiled.
She took a moment, but gathered strength and stared him in the eye. At first hard, then soft and scared.
"Peter...I want to sleep with you."
A small splash of water. "Polo!" Smash!
"Damn it, Ava! I can't see you!"
Ava laughed at Peter. They were in the indoor gym, and it was winter outside. The fall had passed and it was November 2nd. Where had the time gone? Oh yes. With Peter.
Of course Ava was invisible, and Peter had his eyes open. He could never find her. It was the holidays and they was only around 17 or so students left behind at the academy. They went from the first of November to the 5th of January. A pointless time, Ava thought, but most of the teachers and supervisors were gone as well. Peter and Ava had the gym and libraries to themselves. And today, the indoor pool.
Ava slowly slinked under the water and popped up behind Peter. "Boo!" he tensed, but didn't scream. He turned with the biggest smile to face her. (she was now visible). She had on a bikini (Peter had let her borrow his sister's. She had left some of her things with Peter at the academy after she finished school there. Why she thought he'd ever need was beyond him but he sure as hell needed it!) that was pink, with frills at the top, not lacy though.
"There's my girl," Peter whispered, taking her into his arms. He kissed her neck and Ava sat there for a moment with an odd look on her face, then she pushed him away.
"What?" he asked.
She sat on the stairs that lead down to the water. Only her breasts and above were not submerged. "Peter..." she sighed. "You can't keep....You leave evidence on me, Peter. Do you know how many hickeys I have?" she looked down. "I feel like a tramp...."
"Ava..." he sat beside her. "I never meant to make you feel that way. We haven't slept together. Most girls don't have their virginity here. I just...aw, Ava!" she had started bawling. She tried to shove Peter away, and didn't look at him, but she ended up in his shoulder.
"Peter! I don't know what to do!"
He rocked her gently. "What do you want?"
She went red in the face. "What I want doesn't matter...."
"Ava, I want to give you whatever you want. Please, let me know. You want the moon? I'll give you the moon. I promise...I won't give it to you if you don't say so. Just for the hell of it, Ava." He smiled.
She took a moment, but gathered strength and stared him in the eye. At first hard, then soft and scared.
"Peter...I want to sleep with you."
Friday, May 4, 2012
Brooke 8
The school day was finally over and mostly everyone had gone back to their dorms. Brooke couldn't wait until the classrooms were completely empty. She loved sneaking to the swimming pool in the building and taking some time to enjoy herself. How hilarious, she thought, if I took a boy in there with me? She giggled to herself, imagining how the headmaster would react to that. It's totally worth it, she thought to herself and grinned, her teeth sharpening to points. All I need is a boy...hmmmm... Who could it beeee...? I suppose I could just walk by the boys' dorms singing. Simple enough.
She had her plan, now to put it into action. She walked to her closet and rummaged around for a bikini top. A bluish-black one seemed like a good choice, so she switched into that from her shirt. She looked at the clock. 12:30 a.m. There was probably no one even out of their dormitories by now. Curfew.
The door creaked open and she slipped out, looking for anyone in the hallway. There was no one' she continued on to find a boy. It's all very simple from here, she thought as she walked through the boys' hallway. Her red eyes flashed as she raised her voice in her siren song, the harmonies and melodies intertwining into something so sinister and sweet, you couldn't help but to fall in a trance. Doors started to open with heads peeking out at Brooke. Soon there was a whole procession of boys right behind her. Just like the good old days.
She stopped suddenly; the boys kept their eyes fixated on her. "Hmmmm... Who wants to come with me?" she asked them all, grinning. There was not a single boy that didn't have their hand raised. "I guess I'll have to pick one..."--she made a cursory examination of all of the boys--"You." She pointed to a tall, rather handsome, blond boy with brilliant blue eyes. He pointed to himself with widened eyes, as if to ask 'me?' Brooke nodded. I know that some girl is bound to miss him. There is no way that he could be single. She laughed and motioned him forward. "You all can go," she said to everyone else. They obeyed and went back to their dorms. Brooke hummed and sang for the rest of the way.
The two of them soon made it, without anyone seeing them, to the Academy's pool. It was a rather large rectangular pool with underwater lights placed every few feet. It was surprisingly clean for a school pool, the water a beautiful light blue. The room was dark, other than the dim lights in the pool, but you could see your way to the pool without tripping over anything. Brooke stepped into the pool and slowly made her say to the deep end, singing all the while. The boy stared at her, in a trance. Once Brooke made it to the far end of the pool, she said, "Let's take a swim."
The boy jumped in, taking off his Hollister shirt, and swam up to her. As the boy discarded his shirt, Brooke discarded her skirt, then a faint glow emanated from the lower portion of her body. Her legs had transformed, revealing her scaly, mermaid-like tail. The boy looked on in amazement at the girl.
Brooke's singing grew louder, thus entrancing the boy even more. The boy leaned over and pressed his lips to hers. She smiled sinisterly, again baring her sharp teeth, which cut the boys lips until they were bleeding relentlessly; but he didn't stop, his passionate kissing was leading to his face becoming marred, deep cuts staining the once blue water red.
Brooke eventually began to descend below the surface, taking him with her. He didn't even seem to notice that they had gone under, because he took a deep breath, inhaling enough water to fill his lungs. Brooke looked triumphant as the boy's eyes shut and he sank to the bottom, lifeless. Brooke swam down and looked at her handiwork, then, mockingly, ran her fingers through his hair. "I had a great time," she said, but was inaudible under the water.
By the time she had gotten out of the pool, transformed back into her human form, put her skirt on, and rung her hair out, she was too excited about tomorrow. As she made her way back to her dorm, she couldn't stop smiling at her success, and wore that smile until she eventually got into bed and fell asleep
She had her plan, now to put it into action. She walked to her closet and rummaged around for a bikini top. A bluish-black one seemed like a good choice, so she switched into that from her shirt. She looked at the clock. 12:30 a.m. There was probably no one even out of their dormitories by now. Curfew.
The door creaked open and she slipped out, looking for anyone in the hallway. There was no one' she continued on to find a boy. It's all very simple from here, she thought as she walked through the boys' hallway. Her red eyes flashed as she raised her voice in her siren song, the harmonies and melodies intertwining into something so sinister and sweet, you couldn't help but to fall in a trance. Doors started to open with heads peeking out at Brooke. Soon there was a whole procession of boys right behind her. Just like the good old days.
She stopped suddenly; the boys kept their eyes fixated on her. "Hmmmm... Who wants to come with me?" she asked them all, grinning. There was not a single boy that didn't have their hand raised. "I guess I'll have to pick one..."--she made a cursory examination of all of the boys--"You." She pointed to a tall, rather handsome, blond boy with brilliant blue eyes. He pointed to himself with widened eyes, as if to ask 'me?' Brooke nodded. I know that some girl is bound to miss him. There is no way that he could be single. She laughed and motioned him forward. "You all can go," she said to everyone else. They obeyed and went back to their dorms. Brooke hummed and sang for the rest of the way.
The two of them soon made it, without anyone seeing them, to the Academy's pool. It was a rather large rectangular pool with underwater lights placed every few feet. It was surprisingly clean for a school pool, the water a beautiful light blue. The room was dark, other than the dim lights in the pool, but you could see your way to the pool without tripping over anything. Brooke stepped into the pool and slowly made her say to the deep end, singing all the while. The boy stared at her, in a trance. Once Brooke made it to the far end of the pool, she said, "Let's take a swim."
The boy jumped in, taking off his Hollister shirt, and swam up to her. As the boy discarded his shirt, Brooke discarded her skirt, then a faint glow emanated from the lower portion of her body. Her legs had transformed, revealing her scaly, mermaid-like tail. The boy looked on in amazement at the girl.
Brooke's singing grew louder, thus entrancing the boy even more. The boy leaned over and pressed his lips to hers. She smiled sinisterly, again baring her sharp teeth, which cut the boys lips until they were bleeding relentlessly; but he didn't stop, his passionate kissing was leading to his face becoming marred, deep cuts staining the once blue water red.
Brooke eventually began to descend below the surface, taking him with her. He didn't even seem to notice that they had gone under, because he took a deep breath, inhaling enough water to fill his lungs. Brooke looked triumphant as the boy's eyes shut and he sank to the bottom, lifeless. Brooke swam down and looked at her handiwork, then, mockingly, ran her fingers through his hair. "I had a great time," she said, but was inaudible under the water.
By the time she had gotten out of the pool, transformed back into her human form, put her skirt on, and rung her hair out, she was too excited about tomorrow. As she made her way back to her dorm, she couldn't stop smiling at her success, and wore that smile until she eventually got into bed and fell asleep
Ava Sinclair Chapter 9
"So what is Pi again?"
"Do they teach you nothing?"
"I'm sorry if I'm distracted in class and not watching the board."
"Probably staring at the stupid cheerleader in the front."
"Or thinking about the cute blond in the class room back..." Ava sighed at Peter's remark. He kept making suggestions. She almost felt like she was leading him on. With him smiling that sweet, secretive smile at her, she got up to the board she had drug into the room. They were sitting in a room off the library, that were set aside for reading, or study. You had to request it days in advance. Peter and Ava had requested the same room for a month.
When Ava touched her hand to the board, Peter rose, closed the blinds and came to stand behind her.
"Why do you do that?" he breathed, his cool breath caressing her neck.
"What?" she whispered, eyes closed. What if Peter isn't human?
"Pull away..."he whispered. "Every time I get close. I won't hurt you. I couldn't if I tried. I-"
"That's not why, Peter,"she said flipping. But Peter had his hands where the chalk was meant to go, so his barrel chest was leaning into her breasts. She was up against the clean board. Peter was touching her. His sweet breath on her face. She closed her eyes and turned away.
"Things like this aren't aloud."
"Like what?" he jeered.
"I..."
"Say, relationship, Ava. Say it. Ava, we've...we've been seeing each other for almost a month now. Ava, I like you. Hell, I more than just like you. Ava, you are my saving grace. " her heart stopped. "Ava Sinclair, I can't live without you."
"Peter, you don't talk like that..."
"I'm mad!" he yelled, throwing his hands in the air. Ava breathed better now that he was farther away.
"Peter!" she whisper-yelled.
"Who cares! If you can't feel the way I feel-" Peter stopped dead when he saw Ava's face.
The tears were sliding down, cold and frozen. She looked sick and scared.
"Ava..." he took a hesitant step forward. "Ava...I...I didn't mean it. Please don't...Ava don't cry. I couldn't stand it if I made you cry." Ava tried to control the sad look on her face, but couldn't. Slowly, she dragged her heavy feet toward him. She gripped his sweater, which clung to his chest, and leaned against him.
"If you don't know how I feel about you...I don't know what you've been thinking. Peter..." was she going to be this defenseless? "Peter...I love you." she leaned in and forcefully pressed his lips against his. He took her head into his hands, but moved them to the small of her back, pressing her into him. She twined her fingers through his hair and let her tears touch his cheeks. His hand were shaking as they tempted to her waist. They sunk to the floor like that, intertwined, both crying, both shaking. Peter gave a twisted laugh that half scared Ava and half made her love him more.
Peter stopped for a moment, and held Ava. He lay her on the floor vertically, and went to lock the door.
"No...no Peter....Not now. Not here. I'm not ready for that." Ava whispered. He crawled back over to her, and held her for a moment.
"I love you, so very much. I think I always have."
"You didn't know me until 14 days, 7 hours, and aroooouuunnnddd 18 minutes ago."
"That was scary."
"There's a clock."
"Oh. But, I think I always wondered about the little girl that sat and never spoke."
"I think I always tried to remember the boy who sat in the corner of my History class. I guess I never knew his name. Or that he existed. But now, two nobodies make everything."
"And everything means everyone has noticed us."
"Time to do damage control?"
"Definitely." he gave her a sly smile. "After this." and he pressed his lips gently against hers, then helped her from the floor, and they left the building.
"Do they teach you nothing?"
"I'm sorry if I'm distracted in class and not watching the board."
"Probably staring at the stupid cheerleader in the front."
"Or thinking about the cute blond in the class room back..." Ava sighed at Peter's remark. He kept making suggestions. She almost felt like she was leading him on. With him smiling that sweet, secretive smile at her, she got up to the board she had drug into the room. They were sitting in a room off the library, that were set aside for reading, or study. You had to request it days in advance. Peter and Ava had requested the same room for a month.
When Ava touched her hand to the board, Peter rose, closed the blinds and came to stand behind her.
"Why do you do that?" he breathed, his cool breath caressing her neck.
"What?" she whispered, eyes closed. What if Peter isn't human?
"Pull away..."he whispered. "Every time I get close. I won't hurt you. I couldn't if I tried. I-"
"That's not why, Peter,"she said flipping. But Peter had his hands where the chalk was meant to go, so his barrel chest was leaning into her breasts. She was up against the clean board. Peter was touching her. His sweet breath on her face. She closed her eyes and turned away.
"Things like this aren't aloud."
"Like what?" he jeered.
"I..."
"Say, relationship, Ava. Say it. Ava, we've...we've been seeing each other for almost a month now. Ava, I like you. Hell, I more than just like you. Ava, you are my saving grace. " her heart stopped. "Ava Sinclair, I can't live without you."
"Peter, you don't talk like that..."
"I'm mad!" he yelled, throwing his hands in the air. Ava breathed better now that he was farther away.
"Peter!" she whisper-yelled.
"Who cares! If you can't feel the way I feel-" Peter stopped dead when he saw Ava's face.
The tears were sliding down, cold and frozen. She looked sick and scared.
"Ava..." he took a hesitant step forward. "Ava...I...I didn't mean it. Please don't...Ava don't cry. I couldn't stand it if I made you cry." Ava tried to control the sad look on her face, but couldn't. Slowly, she dragged her heavy feet toward him. She gripped his sweater, which clung to his chest, and leaned against him.
"If you don't know how I feel about you...I don't know what you've been thinking. Peter..." was she going to be this defenseless? "Peter...I love you." she leaned in and forcefully pressed his lips against his. He took her head into his hands, but moved them to the small of her back, pressing her into him. She twined her fingers through his hair and let her tears touch his cheeks. His hand were shaking as they tempted to her waist. They sunk to the floor like that, intertwined, both crying, both shaking. Peter gave a twisted laugh that half scared Ava and half made her love him more.
Peter stopped for a moment, and held Ava. He lay her on the floor vertically, and went to lock the door.
"No...no Peter....Not now. Not here. I'm not ready for that." Ava whispered. He crawled back over to her, and held her for a moment.
"I love you, so very much. I think I always have."
"You didn't know me until 14 days, 7 hours, and aroooouuunnnddd 18 minutes ago."
"That was scary."
"There's a clock."
"Oh. But, I think I always wondered about the little girl that sat and never spoke."
"I think I always tried to remember the boy who sat in the corner of my History class. I guess I never knew his name. Or that he existed. But now, two nobodies make everything."
"And everything means everyone has noticed us."
"Time to do damage control?"
"Definitely." he gave her a sly smile. "After this." and he pressed his lips gently against hers, then helped her from the floor, and they left the building.
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Arya's 2nd Chapter
I was just done running my mile in 3 minutes. Darn I was getting slow. Anyway at the break I decided to walk up and talk with Lady Fuchsia Head again. But I couldn't see her anywhere. I shrugged it off as my near blindness and continued on to Language arts. I had just sat down as the bell rang and I looked for the teacher. I finally found her and as the secret dweeb I was I asked her about extra credit. The rest of the day went the boring same. I finally got to hand to hand combat and I decided to show off my black belt in Cma (look it up). I was paired with a small red haired girl. She had the most curious eyes they were a light green. She said something and I noticed a tongue piercing. "What was that?" I asked that and suddenly felt rude. "I asked if you wanted to get started." "oh." We began sparring and I was easily beating her so I went for my finisher a elbow to the back followed by a blow to the back of the knee. She flipped and easily avoided them and knocked me over with a perfect hook to the jaw. "How did you do that?" She instead of answering decided to run out and I wouldn't chase her. I decided now would be a good time to leave early so I gather my Channel tote and Vera Bradley wallet and decided to head back to my dorm. I got there and hit play on my IHome as I passed by. I glided towards my heated bed and curled up on my Tommy Hilfiger bean bag and grabbed my Elizabeth Taylor throw over and grabbed my Kindle Fire. I decided on reruns of Criminal Minds. God, I love Aaron Hotchner. I decided on on trail mix for my snack and my little shabti brought it over. I quickly grabbed my ear buds and and decided on a episode. Once it was done I pulled out my homework and got to work. I quickly finished and took a long warm shower. I washed off with my scale protecting serum. I got out and my room mate still hadn't showed. I heard a door open quietly and in walked the girl from earlier. "Hey long time no see." She quietly shuffled off to her bed and curled up with a book. I turned my light off without saying goodnight. Two could play the silent game.
Let's be bad!
(Think of this voice in Russian)
I wish we could use our powers here. I so wish we could fly, I love flying. My wings are finally growing their spines! Anyways I get way off topic. I rolled over on my bed to see my schedule " P.E first just my luck." I continued down the list " Honers Advanced Language arts, Honers Math, Advanced Chemistry, Honers Monsters History, Advanced Monster Training, Advanced Weapon training, Honers Hand to Hand Combat, Advanced Martial arts, Honers Poetry." Any ways I got to class and I could immediately tell who were the popular kids and the total dweebs. I was naturally gravitating towards the coolness and was included without fuss. The young lady with fuchsia hair asked me "whats your species?" I must have looked puzzled "You know what type of monster you are?" "We are not supposed to talk about that.!" I didn't want to get kicked out on my first day. " You are a dragon."" How did you know it?" "My multiple powers include reading minds." "Oh my god get out of my head." " I can't turn it on and off." I decided now would be a good time to start my mile. I began to contemplate what creature she could be.
I wish we could use our powers here. I so wish we could fly, I love flying. My wings are finally growing their spines! Anyways I get way off topic. I rolled over on my bed to see my schedule " P.E first just my luck." I continued down the list " Honers Advanced Language arts, Honers Math, Advanced Chemistry, Honers Monsters History, Advanced Monster Training, Advanced Weapon training, Honers Hand to Hand Combat, Advanced Martial arts, Honers Poetry." Any ways I got to class and I could immediately tell who were the popular kids and the total dweebs. I was naturally gravitating towards the coolness and was included without fuss. The young lady with fuchsia hair asked me "whats your species?" I must have looked puzzled "You know what type of monster you are?" "We are not supposed to talk about that.!" I didn't want to get kicked out on my first day. " You are a dragon."" How did you know it?" "My multiple powers include reading minds." "Oh my god get out of my head." " I can't turn it on and off." I decided now would be a good time to start my mile. I began to contemplate what creature she could be.
Ava Sinclair's 8th Chapter
Running a hand through her hair, Ava pretended she was invisible. No one could see her. No one at all. Her blond hair was covering her face and her freckles were peeking out. Of course, everyone could see her and everyone watched her. She always sat by herself, she never ate, and she always stared without seeing. She sat at the same round table in the back of the cafeteria by herself, running another hand through her wavy hair.
Sighing, Ava thought. She normally didn't sit and not think, but today, she tried not to. She couldn't help it. She tried to remember a poem by Frost. Fire and Ice? Nothing Gold Can Stay? She sighed. Could she remember the first line from act two of Shakespeare's Midsummer Night's Dream? No. She sighed. She tried to remember her favorite verse from a song in the book Scarlett. She couldn't do this either. She was too distracted. She was so frustrated, she smacked the table with her palm. She was just too damn distracted by-
"Is this seat taken?" Ava gasped, taken off guard, and her blue-grey eyes got wide. The asker's eyes went soft, and they crinkled around the corners as his lips parted and the soft whisper-laugh passed his pale-rose lips. Ava's heart quickened, but she commanded it to stop.
"Uh, n-no," she whispered through a dry mouth.
He chuckled quietly, then sat too close to her. Then he looked her honestly in the eye. They were a soft, pure brown. So beautiful....
"Did I scare you?"
She chuckled dryly. "Just a little." she really fully looked at him, taking her chin away from her chest and asking her eyes to quit being down cast. "Why aren't you sitting with your friends?" she asked.
His eyes got dark for a second. "Oh? And who would those friends be?" Ava's tongue twisted. "Where do I sit at lunch, Miss Sinclair?"
"I..."
"I-I-I, I nothing. I don't sit anywhere. I hid in the bathroom so Rance and his gang can't find me. I don't..." he looked down. "I don't have any friends. Not since I came to the academy. I've been here since I was 12. I never return home except summer. I don't even go home for Christmas. My mom sends me a sweater. Ava...I'm truthfully nobody."
She reached across without looking at him and touched his pale little hand. Her fingertips ran over his palm and he closed his eyes.
"Then we are kindred spirits. Do two nobodies make a somebody? No...I guess not. Just somebodies to each other. What do you say we make friends? You the nobody, and I the nobody?"
He reached out and stroked her cheek and she closed her eyes (she almost was worried she shifted a bit in that moment) "Then nobody is indeed perfect. What does that make two nobodies?"
"Everything..."she breathed.
Sighing, Ava thought. She normally didn't sit and not think, but today, she tried not to. She couldn't help it. She tried to remember a poem by Frost. Fire and Ice? Nothing Gold Can Stay? She sighed. Could she remember the first line from act two of Shakespeare's Midsummer Night's Dream? No. She sighed. She tried to remember her favorite verse from a song in the book Scarlett. She couldn't do this either. She was too distracted. She was so frustrated, she smacked the table with her palm. She was just too damn distracted by-
"Is this seat taken?" Ava gasped, taken off guard, and her blue-grey eyes got wide. The asker's eyes went soft, and they crinkled around the corners as his lips parted and the soft whisper-laugh passed his pale-rose lips. Ava's heart quickened, but she commanded it to stop.
"Uh, n-no," she whispered through a dry mouth.
He chuckled quietly, then sat too close to her. Then he looked her honestly in the eye. They were a soft, pure brown. So beautiful....
"Did I scare you?"
She chuckled dryly. "Just a little." she really fully looked at him, taking her chin away from her chest and asking her eyes to quit being down cast. "Why aren't you sitting with your friends?" she asked.
His eyes got dark for a second. "Oh? And who would those friends be?" Ava's tongue twisted. "Where do I sit at lunch, Miss Sinclair?"
"I..."
"I-I-I, I nothing. I don't sit anywhere. I hid in the bathroom so Rance and his gang can't find me. I don't..." he looked down. "I don't have any friends. Not since I came to the academy. I've been here since I was 12. I never return home except summer. I don't even go home for Christmas. My mom sends me a sweater. Ava...I'm truthfully nobody."
She reached across without looking at him and touched his pale little hand. Her fingertips ran over his palm and he closed his eyes.
"Then we are kindred spirits. Do two nobodies make a somebody? No...I guess not. Just somebodies to each other. What do you say we make friends? You the nobody, and I the nobody?"
He reached out and stroked her cheek and she closed her eyes (she almost was worried she shifted a bit in that moment) "Then nobody is indeed perfect. What does that make two nobodies?"
"Everything..."she breathed.
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