I did it!!! I managed to get this fic in today!!! Anyways, this is when Root is 32(or 8, if you don't want to do the math). So yeah, enjoy. And Eva, I expect those truffles!
Julius looked at his packed bags. He hated them. Why did he have to go to military school? His stupid dad. He couldn't really blame his dad, but it had to be someone's fault that he would be spending the next 4 months at Bramenstocks Military School.
Not that it would be that much worse than being at home for the last 12 years. With both his dad and his brother working at the LEP, Julius was alone most of the time. And being alone often led to being bored. And being bored often led to being in trouble. I f Matt and his other friend, Adrian kelp, hadn't lived nearby, Julius would have probably gone crazy by now. Even when everyone was home, it was miserable. Turnball didn't get along with his dad, and they both saw Julius as a nuisance.
One of the only things Julius would miss would be hanging out with Matt and Adrian. They were both still going to public school. And in an hour, he would be hundreds of miles away from them. Julius glanced out the window, trying to avoid looking at the bags or school pamphlets. As he glanced out he saw his friends running towards his house. He smiled. At least thy would miss him.
"JULIUS"
"hey Matt, Adrian"
"When are you going?"
"about an hour"
"good, we have time"
"yeah"
Matt and Adrian joined Julius at the window by way of a small tree. Matt, the most impulsive suggested another option.
"You could run away."
"Where would he go Matt?"
"If you guys could find a suitable place I would be happy to go."
"JULIUS!! GET DOWN HERE"
Their conversation was cut short by Julius's dad. He didn't sound particularly happy, despite the fact that he would soon be getting rid of his son for 4 months. Julius groaned and trudged downstairs. More than likely his dad just wanted to tell him AGAIN that he had better behave at school. Walking into the kitchen, Julius saw his dad standing next to the wall. With a shock, he remembered the night 12 years ago when he saw his dad crying. That was the last time he had seen his dad show emotions.
"Son, grab your bags"
"But Dad, we aren't leaving for another hour"
"yes we are, now get your bags"
Joining Matt and Adrian in his bedroom, he glumly packed his final items. He noticed his friends looking at him, but didn't say anything for a minute.
"I have to go."
"But you said you had another hour."
"I thought I did."
"Well, bye Julius"
"Bye guys. See you in 4 months."
Without another word, Julius joined his Dad in the car. Pulling away from the house, Julius noticed his friends climbing down the tree.
Sorry it's kinda short. I'll try to have another chapter tomorrow, along with a couple of my other stories. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!! Happy New Year, if I don't get another story up!!!!!!!!!!!!!