Ahh, Look whos back!
Well, this time I'm writing this story as a prequel to River Niles story "Saving Near"
So now I bring you the story
Childhood
Matt was never good at puzzles. The little boy with the white hair in the far corner was working almost methodically, and the blind girl was coming along well with hers. All the pieces looked the same to Matt. Just a mess of color on a small piece of wood. They bored him terribly. He pressed another piece into a space that did no yield to the piece he was grounding into it furiously.
He fell backward onto the hard wood floor with a sigh. The blond glanced up, rolled those infuriatingly blue eyes, and then went back to the puzzle he was working on. Matt stared up at the ceiling, counting the tiles that paneled the ceiling.
Bang!
"Get off me! Let me go!" There was a multitude of struggling noise from the hallway and a girl was screaming incoherently at a man that was telling her to stop. Suddenly, the door was thrown open, and a small golden toned girl stumbled into the room, escaping from Mr. Roger.
Ah, the chatter of four year olds. A mixture of excitement and something more elegant. A young girl with copper skin placed herself on the floor next to a boy in a white tee shirt. Today was the day they would test into their proper training classes and get paired with their first roommate.
Before today, they stayed in a general nursery, sleeping on the floor with mats, somewhat like a modern kindergarten arrangement.
"Hi my name is Sahara." The copper skinned girl announced to the boy in the white shirt with a sassy snap in her voice, as if nothing just happened. His red hair shifted as he smirked at her. "I'm Matt." He replied softly. The rest of the class filed in, children began making friends noisily. Sahara kept silent, and moved into her seat, behind Matt, as instructed.
"Good luck Sahara." Matt turned to say before the teacher silenced them. She took the time to acknowledge Matt one last time before the tests were placed onto their desks.
After an hour or so (Sahara didn't keep track really) everyone was finished and the grading process began. The children went back to chatting, and Sahara sat quietly, listening to children talk. The girl in front of her was talking to a boy in a white pajama top who was sitting with his head rested on his chin. The teacher was shuffling the papers manically and checking scan-trons, not that she needed to, and sent them out with a man named Roger.
"Hey Sahara, what do you want to do?" The boy with the red hair, Matt, asked her quietly.
"Hmm, I don't know. Maybe be in the running for L? And then for my classes I'd like to be a mastermind of language and…explosives." She nodded smirking.
After about thirty minutes the teacher began to speak, "Okay children, I'm going to give you an overview of your results." When the teacher caught every knowledgeable eye and had every ear she continued, "If you have an L on your paper, you're in the running for L and any other comments and your room numbers will be on the results sheet."
As noted, Sahara had a big red L on her scan-tron. Matt turned smiling and pointed out his L.
Sahara smiled and somewhat laughed, innocence that would soon be crushed, then oddly, the girl in front of Matt and Sahara turned and whispered, "Looks like your destinies are intertwined."
Matt smiled and mumbled, "Guess so," And handed his sheet to back to Sahara. "Looks like we have the same things."
Sahara grinned, she actually liked this boys company, they would probably be partners in their classes, but she'd always lead. Only because she always did lead, and she'd probably knock him down if he tried to step up.
After a few minutes of announcements from Roger, everyone went into the hall and gathered the possessions they had, and made their way to their rooms.
Matt walked with her halfway until the split hallways of boys and girls rooms. Sahara was first to her room, number 142.
A girl with a grey jumper and silver eyes approached her smiling and whispered, "My name is Viola." The melody in her voice echoed through Sahara's ears until she regained composure. "My name is Sahara." She tilted her chin up at an angle showing her superiority.
A copper hand slid a key into its place and unlocked the room. She quickly claimed the bed by the window and flopped down on it to take in her surroundings.
The room wasn't too small. The bed by the window was against the wall on both sides to where she could sit her prized possessions on the ledge. Under the bed where plastic sliding containers for her clothing. Against the other wall was a bunk bed where Viola claimed the top. There was a dresser against the foot of the bed for their clothing. A small mirror was nailed to the back wall and a night stand sat between both beds.
A girl with clouded eyes stepped in the room and whispered, "So I thought, we would meet again." And tugged at the hem of her skirt.
Sahara frowned and pointed at herself, but the girl made no response. "My name is Oasis."
Viola quickly made her way to help the obviously blind girl named Oasis, but Sahara had no intent of doing anything other than studying her pre-class work. The first language they were to master was English, and the basics of German.
"Makes sense." The young girl whispered to herself.
Viola and Oasis settled in whilst Sahara studied quietly until the dinner bell rang. As the three girls walked down the hall Viola noted, "Did you notice that all of the girls have on dresses or skirts and all of the boys have on plain colored sweaters or tee shirts?"
Sahara nodded then mumbled, "Except that Near kid, he keeps on his pajamas." And pushed open the cafeteria doors.
Dinner was perhaps the most chaotic thing that existed in Wammy's. Sahara took her place in line behind Oasis and Viola and began to look over the tables. She was going to find the quiet boy Near and Matt so she could sit with them.
"Hey Sahara, who are you sitting with?" Viola asked quietly.
"Uhm, with my friend Matt." She replied hurriedly, still searching for him.
"Can I sit with you?" the musical genius whispered again.
"Yeah, yeah." Sahara mumbled and spotted the boys as she got her tray.
Viola walked behind Oasis who walked behind the rushing Sahara. Brown eyes connected with a pair of stunning green eyes that belonged to Matt confirming she did have a spot saved. First she sat her tray down, and then herself, right next to Matt.
She watched Viola sit opposite of Near and Oasis sat next to Viola so that Matt, Near and Sahara were on one side and Oasis, and Viola were on the other.
"So, Matt," The copper toned girl's eyes sparked with curiosity, "Did you already do your pre-work for languages?"
"Yeah, it was just proper English and an introduction to German, easy stuff." He spoke through a mouthful of questionable meat and potatoes.
Sahara smirked and sighed, "Well, I know mine are all right, how about you?"
"Maybe?" He smiled up at her.
Viola began talking about her art and music classes and asked Near and Oasis about their classes, which included a multitude of book work and sitting quietly.
"Whatever, anyone can do that crap." Sahara announced. Yeah, she was a little pissed that she got the second best classes, but at least it was what she wanted.
She stood, her yellow dress un-bunching and falling to her knees, and made her way to the tray drop. Matt had followed and was walking beside her out the door.
"I'm pretty excited, were leaving for our first training mission at six on the day-after-tomorrow." Matt talked softly at her side.
"Yeah, plus, language starts at noon and ends at four so we have pretty clean schedules." She smiled at him.
"Well, the only bad thing is we aren't returning back to Wammy's for three days." He walked with her down the girl's hall and into her room.
"Who said you could come in?" The young Sahara playfully snapped at her best friend. Yeah, he was worthy of the title best friend.
He smiled and sat on her bed with its navy blue sheets. Her pajamas were laid on the foot of the bed neatly, the same shade of navy blue.
"Well, did you hear? Were getting a new boy tomorrow, Near told me." Sahara asked as she tossed herself next to Matt on the bed.
"Yeah, I have the honor of showing him around, since he's staying in my room."
Sahara nodded and mumbled, "You might want to go, I don't know that Viola and Oasis would like me having you in here, not that I care, but they might tell Roger, and I've already gotten in enough trouble today."
Matt had a confused look on his face about her trouble and remembered the screaming, and decided to leave at her command. Matt wasn't afraid of her, but she was pretty high on his list of people to not piss off.