A Collection of Zarter
A/N: Hello Zarter Fans! I have decided to do a one-shot series for ZARTER! And Zarter only, so don't even ask for Sanubis or Nephthys/Set or Bast/Bes or anything OTHER than Zarter. Okay, my rambles are done so you can read the part you actually want to read: the actual story. Unless of course, you actually want to read my author's note. In which case, I shall give you "the weird look"
Disclaimer: I don't own the Kane Chronicles, because if I did, there would be more Zarter and more than three books. And that would mean that I would own Percy Jackson and the Heroes of Olympus, in which cases, Percy and Annabeth would have gotten together earlier, along with Travis and Katie and Nico and Thalia and Jason and Piper wouldn't be such terrible characters. Wow, this is very ramble-ish.
One: Strong Feelings
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I sighed. It had been a long day here at the First Nome. Amos—err, Chief Lector, was adjusting nicely, though he missed Carter and Sadie.
Carter Kane. His name always had to come up.
He was the reason why I was so tired. I had stayed up late, not being able to sleep because my thoughts kept bubbling with thoughts of him. He was the reason I couldn't keep my focus. I would see a new initiate and remember my shabti bringing him and his sister here. I would see a khopesh and remember how he liked to use one rather than a wand.
It had been a long day, as I already said.
Seven new initiates had started today and I had to being all of their training. It got pretty annoying.
I was exhausted, yet here I was, at 2am, wide awake.
The problem was my brain could not stop thinking about Carter.
I tried meditating, but it didn't help. Usually I was very good at blocking everything out, but lately, I hadn't been able to do it. I would sit, with my legs crossed and my eyes closed, but my mind would not stop thinking like it usually did.
I stood up, frustrated. Why did he make me this way? Why couldn't I stop thinking about him?
I rubbed my forehead. I had a headache from such little sleep each night. My eyelids felt like closing, but every time they did, I would only see Carter's face; his deep brown eyes, his dark curly hair.
I sank against the wall and began to cry out of confusion.
I don't know how long I cried for, but soon I felt a bit better.
I was still confused, but I felt like a great load had been lifted from my shoulders. I took a deep breath. Maybe I could get some sleep now.
Unfortunately, my brain had other plans.
While I felt a bit better, I still could not stop thinking about Carter.
And then it hit me like a bunch of bricks.
I was in love with Carter.
"No, this doesn't make any sense," I muttered to myself. "People have crushes, then they date, then they fall in love. They don't just fall in love right away."
But a little part of me knew that I was in love with him.
It was strange. If you had told me four months ago that I would be in love with Carter Kane, I would have probably torched you. Now, there was no other possibility.
I walked back to my bed and laid down again. I found it easier to sleep once I had discovered that I was in love.
My dreams that night (and for a long time after that) were riddled with scenes of Carter.
A/N; How'd ya like it? This is just a side project from all my other stories (all of which are in need of reviews), so I won't be updating as much, unless I get a lot of good feedback and/or some ideas (not necessarily from you guys, though they would be appreciated).
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