Morowa.
"You mean my eyes could kill people with shock?" I raised an eyebrow throwing my head back to laugh. I liked my reputation in school for one thing. No one judged me for anything and the normal gossiping only happens between Kris's circle which I'm sure Sky is part of but that's really not my business if I'm being honest with myself.
"You know I always wondered who your parents were because of your conflicting eye colors" he sighed as he placed his chin in his arms still in the fan girl act.
"My parents" I mumbled trying to conjure up any image of them but it's always a failed attempt seeing that I was too young when they passed. "They went to the sky
Warren."What do you think about the school trip?" Kris asked from beside me. She twirled one of her curls on her index finger."I think this trip is some opportunity for teachers to slack on the job." I said before looking at the front of the class and taking a glance at the door.Why is class always lacking the teacher until thirty minutes into first period? I'm lazy and all but that doesn't mean I don't want to learn."I heard there's even a whole tour on the tower." quipped in Vivian, one of Kris's friends in a way, even though she's not as mean or scandalous as Kris while looking at me from beneath her faux lashes."Yay." I said with enthusiasm as fake as her lashes. "What if—""Don't ruin our mood with your what ifs again." Ken cut me off from my other side."Besides, this trip could b
Morowa.Golden flecks buried deep in hazel orbs, he finally asked the question I was sure lingered on the tip of his tongue. "So you're coming right?""I don't think so." I replied reluctantly. It wasn't that I didn't want to see him play but I didn't want to send out the wrong signal.The whole female population would have my head, if they found out that Sky, the popular of all popularity (no pun intended) had personally invited me (a.k.a unknown individual) to this game and I actually loved my head no matter how much the hair could be a pain in my butt on a good day."So that's a maybe?" He still had a hopeful glint in his eyes."I'll think about it." I said after closing my locker to get a good look at him. "Why do you want me to be at this game so bad anyway?"His expression remained blank but I knew he was ha
Vector."Yeah, and that touchdown at the last minute was totally unexpected." Callum smacked the surface of the almost metallic table of the booth we occupied. "You should have seen Fraser's face."He went ahead to immediate what only looked like the expression of a chocking whale to me.Laughter erupted from the throats of everyone in the booth causing the air around me to vibrate.I didn't even know why I agreed to come here if this was all they were going to do. Like I wasn't at the game too. We all were."So who's the beauty you came with?" Aidan, who had added only two words to the banter finally asked.Heads turned including mine to concentrate on the girl who sat beside Sky, her bronzed skin looking air brushed to although visible stretch marks could be spotted, it only added to how real she looked.Her d
Warren."So what is this proposal you have for me?" Benjamin cut to the tea of the matter because formalities were definitely not his line of expertise."I know you help my father with his work when he wants to discovery a mole in his business." I spoke before taking a sip from the hot coffee on the table."Yes, I am on a strong professional relationship with your father and his business but I don't know what exactly you could possibly want me to do for you, " he replied before picking his cup and repeating my earlier actions.Mr. Boyer was definitely the man job with his professional approach to everything. His eyes light and curious. He looked at everything around him
Morowa.You know that one time in the night or early morning when you feel like sleep escaped from your life or it suddenly went on a vacation when you needed it the most? That's the only explanation for being awake right now.'2:18am' the red glowing lights from my alarm clock displayed.I had been counting the invisible dust motes in the air for what felt like forever. I needed a distraction.With this in mind, I picked up my glass case from my bedside table, opened it and slipped it on my nose.There was no way I was going to lie here and be bored out of my mind. So I was going to do something about it.Why don't you just read?But that was it. I didn't feel like reading. After slipping my feet into my Pokémon slippers (yeah, you heard right), I exited my room, takin
Devin."Stop that!" Mom warned and backed it up with a powerful whack on my fingers."You know I love you right?" I diverted trying to distract her.She smiled. "Nice try.""What?" I cocked an eyebrow stretching my hand and attempted taking another cookie when an unexpected hand smacks my hand away.Ezra (my immediate elder brother by two years) dimpled at me. "I don't think you should do that.""What do I care what you think?" I whined before pushing my lower lip out in a pout."Mom, just one," I held a finger up, "and I'll be fine."A snicker comes from the door accompanied by the little devils themselves."Give it up already, will you?" Quinn inquired without sparing me a glance and drinking from a cup."Yeah bro." Agreed her second half.Maybe I
Warren.RIP mama.You never got to see your little Warren all grown up. Well, grown up wasn't the term I would use for myself.All those months carrying a baby in hopes of holding him in your arms, wasted. Well, not wasted but beneath everything that's messed up in my life, I know I'll live if not for anything but for the person who gave up her life for my sake.You missed my first words, first steps, first mischiefs, first falls, first fights, you missed the first half of my life but life as they say, must go on.Sun beating down on your headstone, I wonder if it blinds and annoys you as much as it does me.Dust devils swirling with the summer wind around us. Birds chirping happily unaware of your state."I can't believe dad didn't remember today. " I utter in disbelieve with a shake of my head.
Morowa.Room bathed in the soft yellow light from my bedside lamp. With one finger scrolling through the screen going through the form meant to be signed by my guardians send to me by the school staff.Manny sat across from me on the bed, almost mirroring my Indian style position but chewing on her nails. Stellar example, after telling me it was a bad habit countless times, she still does that same thing in front of me.Shuffling from my front signifies Manny probably standing up. The sole of her shoes creating gentle clicking sounds, probably pacing.Why is she even so restless?I finally direct my gaze at her which confirms my suspicions. She was pacing and chewing in her nails, her mouth moving every now and then, uttering inaudible words."Manny?"She halted her movements seeming startled at my voice. Her face sq