The Muse, K. Sumner [suggested reading TXT] 📗
- Author: K. Sumner
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shows two days straight is not the way you want to spend the last two days of summer break.
When I got up for school, Briley and Rae were already up. Apparently over my punishment for the Hunter thing, Azrael was making me some breakfast: an omlet with extra sharp cheddar cheese and tomatoes. I walked over to the small card table in the corner of the kitchenette and sat down. This is pretty much the routine when school is back in session. The only exception is that I wake the boys up instead.
Azrael placed the plate in front of me. "Why are you up so early?" I asked him.
"I felt kind of bad about acting the way I did, so I decided that I would wake up and make you breakfast," he said. His blue-green eyes looked up at me through his long, thick eyelashes, and a blush spread across his cheeks; he looked so much like a little kid, that I just couldn't deny him forgiveness.
"It's cool," I said. I smiled at him, and he then let out a breath of relief and smiled back. He's not one to apologize very often, so even if he was all "normal" about it, then I still would have forgiven him.
After breakfast, Azrael dropped me off at school. I walked up the steps to the door and took a deep breath. Every time I go to a new school, this is my first day routine. I go to the doors, take a deep breath, and to the office I go - I never really know how to get around, and the secretary always gives me directions to my first class.
Then I heard a really beautiful and familiar voice behind me, which is when I hault.
"You're not ditching me, are you?" Hunter asked. I honestly didn't see him there; how, I can not answer for sure, but I didn't see him. Maybe I was anticipating him wearing his uniform?
I was dead wrong if that was the case - I mean, we were in school; he wore a plaid button-up that was rolled up to his elbows. His shorts were a little baggy, and his shoes were Converse - red. Simple, I know, but just right. He had his backpack slung over his shoulder and a cell phone sticking out of his front pocket. Imprint
When I got up for school, Briley and Rae were already up. Apparently over my punishment for the Hunter thing, Azrael was making me some breakfast: an omlet with extra sharp cheddar cheese and tomatoes. I walked over to the small card table in the corner of the kitchenette and sat down. This is pretty much the routine when school is back in session. The only exception is that I wake the boys up instead.
Azrael placed the plate in front of me. "Why are you up so early?" I asked him.
"I felt kind of bad about acting the way I did, so I decided that I would wake up and make you breakfast," he said. His blue-green eyes looked up at me through his long, thick eyelashes, and a blush spread across his cheeks; he looked so much like a little kid, that I just couldn't deny him forgiveness.
"It's cool," I said. I smiled at him, and he then let out a breath of relief and smiled back. He's not one to apologize very often, so even if he was all "normal" about it, then I still would have forgiven him.
After breakfast, Azrael dropped me off at school. I walked up the steps to the door and took a deep breath. Every time I go to a new school, this is my first day routine. I go to the doors, take a deep breath, and to the office I go - I never really know how to get around, and the secretary always gives me directions to my first class.
Then I heard a really beautiful and familiar voice behind me, which is when I hault.
"You're not ditching me, are you?" Hunter asked. I honestly didn't see him there; how, I can not answer for sure, but I didn't see him. Maybe I was anticipating him wearing his uniform?
I was dead wrong if that was the case - I mean, we were in school; he wore a plaid button-up that was rolled up to his elbows. His shorts were a little baggy, and his shoes were Converse - red. Simple, I know, but just right. He had his backpack slung over his shoulder and a cell phone sticking out of his front pocket. Imprint
Text: The places are real - of course, the descriptions are off - but the characters are pretty much all mine. Other things might sound familiar, but that's only because I got inspiration from a TV show... So yeah.
Images: Google Images, baby!
Publication Date: 06-04-2012
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Dedication:
To anyone who's actually willing to read this: you are an angel... Thanks, :). I really appreciate it.
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