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The Dying Rose and Us CH. 2
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Created on 2-11-08
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Ariving to this new school, i'd hope to find her.
i've traveled to five other schools this year looking for her, for the reincarnation of arra.
arra is told to be of fair face, hair of brown metal, and water blue eye's.
they say she is kind hearted, sweet, gentle, loving, with a soft sweet voice.
most important, to me and my clan, is they say she is cursed to loyalty! the kind of person my clan needs.
one of my care takers was with me as we moved into the new school.
i was late, not to mentioned i missed half the year. one of the principals put a button on my collar, i don't see
the point of it, their only clothes!
my care taker departed, before he left tho, he took the liberty of reminding me of my duty, and how important this was.
i nodded.
i walked up the stairs, room 104 is what my schedual said.
the teacher circled it for me with red pen. the bell ran and right as such all doors scattered
open across and down the halls. i quickly jumped to the side against red lockers.
i figured fourth period was over, i turned to follow the crowd when i heard a sweet voice from a room.
i stood in the door way and watched. the girl spoke calmly, and sweetly. i noted her long wavy copper hair, water blue eyes'
and rather fair face.
she could be the one! was the first to slip in my mind. i looked up at the room number for future investigation.
room 104. 'perfect!' i thought.
i looked back at the girl, her eye's wavered and she looked at me. our eye's met for a second, then she seemed
to look away from me but somehow still at me.
i am sure she is the one i'm looking for.
if only i could get her name, but i can't just ask. "yes? what do you need?" the teacher asked me.
i lifted my schedual, a plan blurring into my mind.
maybe... i can get the teacher to say my name aloud, she'll tell me hers later....
i answered the teachers questions, disquising my care taker as my brother. when she mentioned seeing me tomorrow and implied
me to say my name with a "mister..."
i purposely said nothing, if this teacher was the kind of person i read her out to be, she'd be forced to read my schedual
and 'say my name.'
it worked. i looked at the girl who was waiting by the wall for some reason. i tried to fight the smile forming on my
face as she seemed to give a curious look.
i mentioned not knowing where the cafiteria was to see if she 'was' indeed kind enough to offer assistance.
and she 'was'!
she and the teacher bid "good day" and "have a nice week" to each other and we were off.
i thought of the way she gently touched me to tell me we were on our way.
"so what is your full name?" she asked kindly.
my plan was working, and the more she did the more i was convinced 'she' was the girl i wanted. arra.
"omen de simn" i answered.
"interesting" was all she said, sweetly tho.
she conintued no further from there so i pressed.
"and yours?"
"kiki" she answered.
"kiki arra"
"beautful name" i said cooly with a half smile.
' so it begins...'
~~~
we reached the cafeteria, a loudish roar of talking filled my ears. my head throbed quickly, the excitment was
too much. i put my hands to my head and rushed out. out side it was quiet, i sat on a bench under a tree. my stomach growled,
but i was unwilling to go back.
i counted 22 acorns in front of me on the ground.
17 upturned leaves, and 14 right turned leaves.
suddenly i smelled cake. i closed my eyes and took in the smell.
"do you smell your food often?" that sweet voice filled the air. i jumped in shock.
'how did she sneak up on me? how did i not see her?'
she was holding a tray with a small pink and white colored bread inside, on top was whipe cream. cake.
she held it out to me, in her other hand was a hamburger, and chocolate milk.
i smiled at her.
"well... it only depends if you join me. what do you say?" she gave the sweetest smile and sat at a distance from me.
"so what classes do you have?"
I.P.C, Art, world geography, math, english. spanish. and R.O.
an interesting list.
"what's R.O.?" i asked.
"air force junior reserve officer training corps. R.O. for short"
there was a spark of enjoyment in her words.
"is it fun?"
"it's different for different ppl" i liked her answer.
"so where did you come from, before here?"
"oh, from-"
oh no... i couldn't believe it. i had no answer to this.
Oh, sure. i have no home, honestly. i come from a society of werewolves being over run by another society. we call ourselfs
The Dying Rose. the society trying to over run us call themselves Far Ones. there is no exact location of our clan, we travel
from place to place, as do all the others.
"the country"
she blinked at me. as if she knew i wasn't tell the truth... but how could she?
"well... honestly, i don't really come from anywhere. me and my family travel alot. i never really took the time to make friends,
or remember where i've been. i figured i wouldn't ever see it again."
she still blinked at me, like she knew i wasnt' telling her everything. how could she know?
her blue eye's stared at me, like she was fascinated by a good book, or had an understanding of nothing
and liked it.
"what?" i unwrapped my hamburger and took a bite.
the katchup slipped into my mouth, along with part of a pickle and tasteful meat. my mouth watered and i fought back
drool dripping from the side.
she smiled at me "noth'n"
i rubbed my shoe against the bench and took another bite.
"so tell me about yourself, please" i asked trying to sound as normal as possible.
she stood and streched. i couldn't help not noticing her chest. it was, just there. she looked back at me and i jerked
my head and concintrated on my hamburger.
"not much to say about myself" her voice seemed different.
sad?mad?upset? what? what ever the difference it was, she sounded very wise when she spoke.
"i'm-" "arra!" three girls came running up, falling over eachother. pushing and tripping.
they stopped when they saw me. seductive smiles spread across their faces. fighting not to roll my eye's, i smiled back.
"hey." kiki's voice had returned sweet again. she stepped toward them not looking back at me.
"who's he?" one asked. her hair was as black as coal. she wore black framed glasses, thick and plastic looking.
it suited her rather fine. and her breasts!
er-hem... they were... nice, i supose... er-hem.
she explained who i was. "omen de simn? that's an odd name if you ask me"
"jamie!" kiki chided, "don't say that! i like his name anyway"
my face grew hot, i'd hope no one could see.
"omen" kiki called to me, "come, meet my friends. this is jamie," she pointed, "and this is megan and debra"
megan was short and chubby, her ratted looking hair went down mid way against her back. her hyspanic colored skin seemed
to give a dull shine and i wondered if she knew she had more facial hair then me?
debra was the tallest of them, and also the widest. she had dark hair with white highlights. she had a cute face,
she ware glasses, as did megan too.
she seemed to tallerate pink, which made her stand out from kiki's, jamie's and megan's darker clothes.
not just coloer wise.
i walked to them, standing close to kiki, so close our hands touched. she leaned away slightly, unnoticable by
the others. my face burned from the touch, my hand wished to feel hers one more time. just one more time....
i've traveled to five other schools this year looking for her, for the reincarnation of arra.
arra is told to be of fair face, hair of brown metal, and water blue eye's.
they say she is kind hearted, sweet, gentle, loving, with a soft sweet voice.
most important, to me and my clan, is they say she is cursed to loyalty! the kind of person my clan needs.
one of my care takers was with me as we moved into the new school.
i was late, not to mentioned i missed half the year. one of the principals put a button on my collar, i don't see
the point of it, their only clothes!
my care taker departed, before he left tho, he took the liberty of reminding me of my duty, and how important this was.
i nodded.
i walked up the stairs, room 104 is what my schedual said.
the teacher circled it for me with red pen. the bell ran and right as such all doors scattered
open across and down the halls. i quickly jumped to the side against red lockers.
i figured fourth period was over, i turned to follow the crowd when i heard a sweet voice from a room.
i stood in the door way and watched. the girl spoke calmly, and sweetly. i noted her long wavy copper hair, water blue eyes'
and rather fair face.
she could be the one! was the first to slip in my mind. i looked up at the room number for future investigation.
room 104. 'perfect!' i thought.
i looked back at the girl, her eye's wavered and she looked at me. our eye's met for a second, then she seemed
to look away from me but somehow still at me.
i am sure she is the one i'm looking for.
if only i could get her name, but i can't just ask. "yes? what do you need?" the teacher asked me.
i lifted my schedual, a plan blurring into my mind.
maybe... i can get the teacher to say my name aloud, she'll tell me hers later....
i answered the teachers questions, disquising my care taker as my brother. when she mentioned seeing me tomorrow and implied
me to say my name with a "mister..."
i purposely said nothing, if this teacher was the kind of person i read her out to be, she'd be forced to read my schedual
and 'say my name.'
it worked. i looked at the girl who was waiting by the wall for some reason. i tried to fight the smile forming on my
face as she seemed to give a curious look.
i mentioned not knowing where the cafiteria was to see if she 'was' indeed kind enough to offer assistance.
and she 'was'!
she and the teacher bid "good day" and "have a nice week" to each other and we were off.
i thought of the way she gently touched me to tell me we were on our way.
"so what is your full name?" she asked kindly.
my plan was working, and the more she did the more i was convinced 'she' was the girl i wanted. arra.
"omen de simn" i answered.
"interesting" was all she said, sweetly tho.
she conintued no further from there so i pressed.
"and yours?"
"kiki" she answered.
"kiki arra"
"beautful name" i said cooly with a half smile.
' so it begins...'
~~~
we reached the cafeteria, a loudish roar of talking filled my ears. my head throbed quickly, the excitment was
too much. i put my hands to my head and rushed out. out side it was quiet, i sat on a bench under a tree. my stomach growled,
but i was unwilling to go back.
i counted 22 acorns in front of me on the ground.
17 upturned leaves, and 14 right turned leaves.
suddenly i smelled cake. i closed my eyes and took in the smell.
"do you smell your food often?" that sweet voice filled the air. i jumped in shock.
'how did she sneak up on me? how did i not see her?'
she was holding a tray with a small pink and white colored bread inside, on top was whipe cream. cake.
she held it out to me, in her other hand was a hamburger, and chocolate milk.
i smiled at her.
"well... it only depends if you join me. what do you say?" she gave the sweetest smile and sat at a distance from me.
"so what classes do you have?"
I.P.C, Art, world geography, math, english. spanish. and R.O.
an interesting list.
"what's R.O.?" i asked.
"air force junior reserve officer training corps. R.O. for short"
there was a spark of enjoyment in her words.
"is it fun?"
"it's different for different ppl" i liked her answer.
"so where did you come from, before here?"
"oh, from-"
oh no... i couldn't believe it. i had no answer to this.
Oh, sure. i have no home, honestly. i come from a society of werewolves being over run by another society. we call ourselfs
The Dying Rose. the society trying to over run us call themselves Far Ones. there is no exact location of our clan, we travel
from place to place, as do all the others.
"the country"
she blinked at me. as if she knew i wasn't tell the truth... but how could she?
"well... honestly, i don't really come from anywhere. me and my family travel alot. i never really took the time to make friends,
or remember where i've been. i figured i wouldn't ever see it again."
she still blinked at me, like she knew i wasnt' telling her everything. how could she know?
her blue eye's stared at me, like she was fascinated by a good book, or had an understanding of nothing
and liked it.
"what?" i unwrapped my hamburger and took a bite.
the katchup slipped into my mouth, along with part of a pickle and tasteful meat. my mouth watered and i fought back
drool dripping from the side.
she smiled at me "noth'n"
i rubbed my shoe against the bench and took another bite.
"so tell me about yourself, please" i asked trying to sound as normal as possible.
she stood and streched. i couldn't help not noticing her chest. it was, just there. she looked back at me and i jerked
my head and concintrated on my hamburger.
"not much to say about myself" her voice seemed different.
sad?mad?upset? what? what ever the difference it was, she sounded very wise when she spoke.
"i'm-" "arra!" three girls came running up, falling over eachother. pushing and tripping.
they stopped when they saw me. seductive smiles spread across their faces. fighting not to roll my eye's, i smiled back.
"hey." kiki's voice had returned sweet again. she stepped toward them not looking back at me.
"who's he?" one asked. her hair was as black as coal. she wore black framed glasses, thick and plastic looking.
it suited her rather fine. and her breasts!
er-hem... they were... nice, i supose... er-hem.
she explained who i was. "omen de simn? that's an odd name if you ask me"
"jamie!" kiki chided, "don't say that! i like his name anyway"
my face grew hot, i'd hope no one could see.
"omen" kiki called to me, "come, meet my friends. this is jamie," she pointed, "and this is megan and debra"
megan was short and chubby, her ratted looking hair went down mid way against her back. her hyspanic colored skin seemed
to give a dull shine and i wondered if she knew she had more facial hair then me?
debra was the tallest of them, and also the widest. she had dark hair with white highlights. she had a cute face,
she ware glasses, as did megan too.
she seemed to tallerate pink, which made her stand out from kiki's, jamie's and megan's darker clothes.
not just coloer wise.
i walked to them, standing close to kiki, so close our hands touched. she leaned away slightly, unnoticable by
the others. my face burned from the touch, my hand wished to feel hers one more time. just one more time....
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