He stared at the drawing he had composed. It was of a girl with black eyes with a light blue pinwheel surrounding her iris, fair skin that had light tan, and a sad smile speaking of pain that she would never tell. The face seemed familiar although he was certain that he had never seen it before in his life.
"Savn?" inquired the art teacher, Mrs. Ravencroft. "Are you ok?"
"Yes professor. I've just finished the assignment," Savn replied as he calmly looked at the teacher.
"Impossible it's only been half in hour. How could you ha- Savn this is remarkable. See this is what I'm looking for class. See how he has shaded it? Good job you can go now Savn, the rest of you keep working."
Savn walked out of the class; next was knife throwing, not that he cared much just something to do. When he walked on the field he saw a medium sized dude with light brown hair with a focused expression on his face aiming a knife, as he got closer the person let it fly, and was just shy of the bulls-eye.
"Pretty good job," Savn said. All eyes immediately shifted to him.
"Heh you think you can do a better job?" the boy asked smugly.
"Dude, do you know who that is? That's Savn- the one who won the championship single handily." The boy said this barely above a whisper, but Savn could here him perfectly.
"Yeah right stop fooling around what do you take me for an idiot?"
"What seems to be the problem Daniel?" A man around six feet came out of a building. The only thing that was really eye catching was the scar over his right eye. This marked him as the knife throwing instructor. "Ah so you have decided to join us now have you Savn?"
"Yes professor, father said I had to."
"I see then let's get started. Here take this knife and see how you fair." Savn took aim and threw it all in one motion. Everyone gasped when they saw that he hadn't missed his target.
"But, bu-"
"What's the matter Daniel? Surprised?" Savn asked. "Sorry professor, but father told me to be back early today, until tomorrow?" Bowing to the instructor Savn turned and left.
He walked to up the stairs to his room as quickly and as quietly as possible. He wondered faintly of the mood his father was in. God knows it doesn't really matter now does it? You're still going to get three hundred slashes tonight for disobeying him. He went to his window while this went though his mind. Yeah he knew three hundred slashes was impossible for a human to survive, but that's it he wasn't human. Looking out the window he remembered what his 'father' had told him when he was five.
"Heh you think you're real? Well do you??" his father had asked him at the time he had just silently looked up at him not able to respond. "Well?" his father asked again hitting him. "Well you're not you were created to fill in holes. Where people who died or not fit for the job yet, you fill in for them. You hear me? No one cares if you die, no one will
notice if you disappear. NO ONE NEEDS YOU!!!" his father had screamed at him that night as well as hitting him so hard that he had passed out.
Coming back to the present he turned to survey his room as well as to check his father's thoughts as he predicted he was set on three hundred slashes. He caught another thought outside of the house, but getting closer. Before he actually thought it through, he jumped out of his window before the person could get to the door to knock.
"Emerald what are you doing here?" he found himself looking at a girl about two inches shorter than him, blond hair, and light green eyes.
"Savn who was the person you drew I want to know, now." She said an edge of anger colored her voice.
"Wish I knew the answer to that question. Besides what do you care?" He said this in indifference.
"Savn, please the teachers are worried…and so am I." said Emerald "You do realize that don't you? Why do you look away Savn? Why do you act like you don't care about anything?"
"Stop it. You don't understand anything." Savn heard the faint creak of a door opening. "Shit you have to go now before he comes out." Before she could say anything he jumped, and went into his room hoping futilely that she would just go. He heard yelling and knew right then his hope was truly in vain. Damn can't she just do what she is told for once? He thought as he raced down the stairs thankfully he was in time.
"Is this your friend?" his father asked putting a sarcastic edge to the last word.
"No father, just a classmate that doesn't know when she's not wanted." He replied his father only response to that was a sly smile.
"Well then for not answering the door you have to do one more lap." Fuck three hundred slashes is unbearable, but now because of her I get four hundred now. Savn thought. "As you wish father, I will do them after I take care of her." He said as he walked passed his father to Emerald. "Come on."
After his father had shut the door, they started walking. "Savn I-
"Why couldn't you just stay away? Or a least had gone when I had told you to." He said cutting her off. "And stop trying to act like you actually care about me."
"Savn I'm not 'acting' as you like to call it. I truly do want to understand."
"Just shut up already. You have no idea what you're saying." He whispered to irritated
and drained to yell at this point in time. Why I am nothing why care about me? Why try
to get close when I push away? They walked the rest of the way in silence both wrapped up in their own thoughts. Before too long they were in front of her home, which was a two-story white house.
"Next time I tell you to do something do it." Was all he stated before turning around and heading back for his own house. Too soon, after he dropped Emerald off he was in front of his. Sighing he prepared himself for his punishment for his father's enjoyment and stepped into the house.
"You took your time," his father stated his eyes flat as he said this "Now ready for your punishment?"