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Jun 15, 2007 18:40:00 GMT -5
Post by Rubedo Kikelatami on Jun 15, 2007 18:40:00 GMT -5
Before class has started a young boy was already in his classroom tipping his chair once again. One of his arms was on the back of his head as the other one was holding a book. Quietly he was humming a rock song that he had just heard. It was stuck in his head because of how much he listened to it and tried to play the song. His blue crystal eyes made it as if he wasn't in his body anymore. It was as if he had lost his mind somewhere and it was. Right now he was so intense with the book he didn't know what was going on around him.
As his eyes were looking at each word as if he was trying to memorize them the bell had just ring. The sound of the bell made him lose concentration in his body so his chair was tipped to much to the point where he fell down.
Thump!
The sound of where his head and the chair had contact with the ground. Slowly he stood up and rubbed his head. " Stupid bell. " he muttered under his breathe. He was still rubbing his head but while doing that he put the chair in its original position, standing up. He was a little dizzy from the fell. Soon though he noticed something. He didn't have the book! Quickly he knelled onto the ground and looked for it.
" Come on where is it? " he said quietly to himself. He was getting a little frustrated. Soon he saw the book. It had a picture of a young,blond English girl lost in a forest. On top of the image was the title. 'Through the Looking Glass Alice Saw'. It was a classic novel by Lewis Carroll, a famous kid poet. Still not much people read the classic novel anymore. Not ever since they saw the old move 'Alice in Wonderland' anyway.
He grabbed the book and stood up to see many students coming in. Quietly he slipped back up to his chair and began read. Of course he didn't learn from his first time with the ground as he was tipping it.
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Jun 16, 2007 9:09:12 GMT -5
Post by [broken.♥.coda]™ on Jun 16, 2007 9:09:12 GMT -5
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Jun 16, 2007 11:14:20 GMT -5
Post by Rubedo Kikelatami on Jun 16, 2007 11:14:20 GMT -5
Soon Rubedo heard a sound of a chair moving. He hated that sound since it distracted him but at least it didn't make him fall again...like that stupid bell. He turned his head to gaze at the girl for a bit. He couldn't help but thinks that he have seen her somewhere before, outside of school that is. Then again maybe it was in the city somewhere. He does see a lot of people walking around in the city so it might be that.
After a while he went back to reading his book. Still a strange feeling was growing inside. Anxiety wanted him to know where he had seen her, who she was and know more about her. The boy tried his best to ignore it though. He tried reading the book in order to distract himself. Still it didn't work as every once in a while he was gaze at her for a bit and then quickly turn his head back to the book.
How stupid and embarrassing was this? He knew that if any of his friends were here they would tease him and tell him that he should date her. Peer pressure, one of the things that he doesn't like about school. His closed the book and his eyes for a bit taking a deep breath.
Then after what seems to be a couple of seconds he opened them again now a little relax. It was just a girl how hard could it be? Of course he had to make sure that he doesn't hug her but that didn't sound hard at all. Still hopefully it won't be hard at all anyway. Why was he always nervous around girls? Their just people after all.
A sigh came out of his mouth before he walked up to the girl. That was when he heard the music in her headphone but he was able to ignore that.
" Hey, I'm Rubedo, what's your name? " he asked. Of course he knew that it was stupid because he barely knew the girl. Also she didn't really look talkative to him. She looked like one of those shy types. Maybe if his lucky she won't answer and he'll have a reason not to talk to her. That did sounded pretty good but it might be too good to be true.
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Jun 16, 2007 11:30:48 GMT -5
Post by [broken.♥.coda]™ on Jun 16, 2007 11:30:48 GMT -5
[/color] "Hey, I'm Rubedo. What's your name?"
She looked up slightly, and noticed he was looking at her earphones for a brief second. Quickly, she turned down the volume of her iPod so the sound wouldn't escape past the confines of her ears.
A second passed before she answered, finally looking up a bit. "Um... Mirany," she stated, her voice small and quiet. Maybe he hadn't even heard her. Or maybe he wasn't talking to her and he would turn around any second now.
...Or not. It turned out that he was, in fact, looking at her, and that he had been awaiting her reply.
The small girl was suddenly self-conscious; why had he been staring at her before? Maybe it was her hair color; she had always been teased about it when she was younger. Or maybe her eyes; those had been a source of teasing, too. Or maybe because she was two years too young to be in this class and grade; because she had skipped the first two years of middle school. Kids had always stared at her because of that, too, especially since she looked way younger than any of them.
Or maybe she was just being paranoid. But then again, he definitely had been staring at her. Mirany lowered her gaze again, and wondered if maybe he just didn't recognize her and just wanted to know her name. [/ul][/size]
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Jun 16, 2007 11:45:58 GMT -5
Post by Rubedo Kikelatami on Jun 16, 2007 11:45:58 GMT -5
"Um... Mirany,"
Rubedo was able to hear the name because of his sharp ears. Also he was trying to listen in closely too. So her name was Mirany uh? That was a cute name. That was when he mentally slapped himself. Did he just thought that? There was no way he had just thought of that all of a sudden!
Soon he put both of his hand on the back of his head. It was casual for him to walk or something stand like this. Still usually there is a book in one of the two hands but the book was right now on his desk. He wasn't sure what to do and it was easy to see that as he was tilting his hand from one side to another. Some girls would laugh at this because of his shortness sometimes make it look cute even though he doesn't intend to do it. His legs was then crossed as he was still thinking on what to talk about about. Soon an idea got into his head.
" So uhmmmm, do you like school? " he asked. He stopped tilting his head at the end of the sentence and soon his legs weren't crossed anymore. Still his hands were still at the back of his head as he waited for her answer.
The boy stared at the girl for a little bit and then went to his desk which was to her right. He jumped and sat on the desk even though he knew that it was against the rules. He didn't really care though since to him it is fun just like tipping a chair. Also this has become a habit for him and it was hard to get kid of.
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Jun 16, 2007 14:09:29 GMT -5
Post by [broken.♥.coda]™ on Jun 16, 2007 14:09:29 GMT -5
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Jun 16, 2007 14:26:24 GMT -5
Post by Rubedo Kikelatami on Jun 16, 2007 14:26:24 GMT -5
"School shouldn't be the way kids are forced to learn."
Rubedo looked at her and nodded. His hands were grasping the end of the table still not so sure what to talk about. She was really quiet so it felt weird talking to her. Still he wanted to know where he had seen her. Maybe he should move on to something a little more casual. Sports? No that didn't sound like a good idea since not much girls play sports...let alone shy ones.
" Yeah I guess they should force kids to learn. Especially history. " he said pouting a little at the end at the thought. He hated that subject! It was so boring! It was the worse subject that should have not ever been taught. Who cares about the past, the future is what they should really care about. The past doesn't just repeat itself.
He then started light kicking making sure he doesn't hit her. He didn't like awkward conversation which are pretty much silent ones. Why doesn't she talk more? Is it because his short or is it because of his hair color? The thought of her hating his appearance started to make him a little angry.
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Jun 16, 2007 14:51:33 GMT -5
Post by [broken.♥.coda]™ on Jun 16, 2007 14:51:33 GMT -5
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Jun 16, 2007 15:02:04 GMT -5
Post by Rubedo Kikelatami on Jun 16, 2007 15:02:04 GMT -5
Soon when Rubedo noticed that Mirany looked away he mentally slapped for that. 'You idiot!' he yelled at himself in his head only to make himself even angrier. His eyes started having a small red glow in them. Why was he always and idiot! Soon he noticed he was getting to angry. His wrapped his two arms around him. Stop getting angry! Cool down! The words keep on entering his head but the anger was still boiling. He can't get angry, not here, not now!
If he gets too angry then,then he might hurt her. He didn't want to hurt her. His eyes started wincing as if he was injured. Of course the only reason why it was wincing was because of the ghost trying to possess him. A small red glow emitted from his body. He had to stop it but how? How was he going to stop an emotion.
Slowly he can feel his control slipping away. His vision was getting blurry as the ghost started to take over. ' Get back you stupid ghost!' he yelled at it in his head screaming. ' This is my body! I'm not going to let you take over that easy!'
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Jun 16, 2007 15:53:16 GMT -5
Post by [broken.♥.coda]™ on Jun 16, 2007 15:53:16 GMT -5
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Jun 16, 2007 16:58:33 GMT -5
Post by Rubedo Kikelatami on Jun 16, 2007 16:58:33 GMT -5
"R-Rubedo -- s-stop... please...!"
Rubedo could hear her voice but it was almost like she was mumbling. He couldn't focus much of his senses at all. All he heard was 's-stop...please...!'. Still he was trying, he was trying the best that he can but it won't stop. Why won't it stop! Why must he be so weak!? Why can't he be strong like all the other curse?!
" I-I'm trying. I'm...trying! " he said his voice was trembling from the fear and anger that was mixing in his body. He didn't want it to take over him but it's going to. It was futile. He started losing his vision and only see. He was scared, his body felt cold. An icy chill was in his mind as his spirit saw it.
He was in a black abyss in his mind. He struggled to get out but couldn't. It started taking over him and that was when he saw fire. The burning fire coming straight at him. It felt so hot to him that his body started heating up. Stop it. Stop it.
" Stop it! " his body yelled out.
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Jun 16, 2007 18:21:24 GMT -5
Post by [broken.♥.coda]™ on Jun 16, 2007 18:21:24 GMT -5
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Jun 16, 2007 18:36:32 GMT -5
Post by Rubedo Kikelatami on Jun 16, 2007 18:36:32 GMT -5
Rubedo could hear a soft faint voice but he didn't know who it was or what it said. Was it his thoughts, the ghost or is it Mirany? He couldn't tell at all. Soon though he felt like he fell on something. He didn't seen anything at all though except for a white mirror. The reflection was himself, the hideous monster. Slowly he came up to it and touched the mirror. His reflection did the same thing.
Just as he thought, he looked like a monster. He didn't belong here at all. He was just something that should be...non-existent. Something that should had never existed at all. Still he did for some reason and he was he wasn't. Soon his hand became a fist as it softly pounded on the mirror.
" Hello monster. "
The voice brought his head up to find the source of it. His eyes widened when he saw that it was his reflection. He couldn't understand it at all.
" Don't you dare call me that! " he yelled. Soon the image of him disperse and now it was a figure in a red cloak. It was hard to see who it was and what the face looked like since the hood was up.
" Why? Aren't you one? "
" No I'm not! "
Then his body in real life started glowing even more red because of his anger rising.
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Jun 16, 2007 18:52:17 GMT -5
Post by [broken.♥.coda]™ on Jun 16, 2007 18:52:17 GMT -5
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Jun 16, 2007 19:21:18 GMT -5
Post by Rubedo Kikelatami on Jun 16, 2007 19:21:18 GMT -5
Rubedo on the inside kept on pounding on the mirror over and over again. Why won't it die? Just disappear already! Just get out of his life already! Slowly he felt weak. It was as if there was no way he could do this. No way he could try to get out of this pain. The cloak figure was probably laughing at him. He couldn't blame the figure right now. No matter how tough he act or want to be he isn't like that at all.
Soon he felt a warm feeling somewhere. He didn't know what it was at all though. It felt warm and soon a white light could be seen. Slowly he walked up to it trying to get close. Still with every step it got father and father. Please...don't go. He wanted to embrace that light so much but couldn't. He felt so weak...so tired. It was as if he had just been beaten up by someone and is trying to walk home.
" Don't leave yet. " he said quietly to himself as he took another step forward. His vision started getting clearer. He reached one of his hands out his feet stumbling to get toward that light. Soon though he felt a little better. The mirror disappeared as he walked away from it. Soon though so did the light. Where did it go? Why did it leave him?
He stopped his head down. Where was he right now? Soon he looked around one more time for any clue on where he is and how to get out of it. He found nothing though so he looked up for a bit as if hoping that the bright blue sky would be up there but it wasn't. It was simply black like a tv before it is turned on.
In reality the red suddenly fainted for a bit. After a minute or two though it made a big burst and was now bigger than what it used to be.
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