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Mov1ng On, Chang1ng Pace

Chapter 2

Thank you soooo much for waiting! The final copy of the story deleted itself so… yeah… this is all from memory, so it might not be all that great. :/

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When 1 got home, 1 helped Dad and the movers haul all out sh*t 1nto the new house. After hours and hours of unpack1ng boxes 1 flopped down on my unmade bed and pulled out my phone, putt1ng Damara's number 1nto 1t.

Hey, Damara, 1ts Ruf1oh

1 sent the text, hop1ng she could read Engl1sh.

Hey :)

Wanna hang out at the park tomorrow? 1 was hop1ng you could teach me some Japanese

Sure. How is 1 pm

Perfect. See ya then }:)

Bye :)

1 threw my phone down, plugg1ng 1t 1nto the charger. Turn1ng over 1n bed, 1 thought about text1ng Horuss, but dec1ded aga1nst 1t. 1'd tr1ed to text Horuss late at n1ght once and the next day he'd pract1cally murdered me. 1 s1ghed and closed my eyes. My dreams were f1lled w1th all the strange and annoy1ng th1ngs about Horuss, Meul1n, and even Kurloz.

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When 1 woke up the next morn1ng 1t was noon. 1 jumped up, and almost fell out of bed. One of my horns smacked aga1nst the floor and 1 screamed 1n pa1n.

"Sh*t sh*t sh*t…" 1 grumbled, pull1ng on my pants. 1 reached for my sh1rt and let out a deep breath. 1 pulled the sh1rt over one horn and f1dgeted w1th gett1ng 1t over the other. After r1pping two sh1rts, 1 f1nally got one on. When 1 was f1nally done gett1ng dressed, 1t was around 12:30.

"Ah, you're finally awake!" My father sa1d as 1 walked downstairs and threw open the fr1dge to f1nd 1t completely empty.

"1 found th1s l1ttle park not too far from here. Can 1 go for a b1t?" 1 asked, open1ng up cupboards to once aga1n f1nd noth1ng.

"Sure, but be home by three. I'm going to go grocery shopping then and I need you to watch out for Tavros; make sure his legs don't malfunction. I don't know of anyone around here who'd be able to fix them." 1 nodded and walked out the door, stomach growl1ng.

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"Hey, doll." 1 sa1d after see1ng Damara, 1nstantly regrett1ng say1ng 1t.

"DOLL?" Damara asked.

"1-1t's someth1ng 1 call people. Sorry."

"ITS FINE." She sa1d, s1tt1ng down on the park bench next to me. She was wearing a black tanktop and the same burgundy sk1rt from yesterday.

"You, uh, look n1ce."

"THANKS. YOU TOO." 1 looked down at my r1pped up blue jeans and o1l-sta1ned t-sh1rt.

"Thanks." 1 repl1ed.

For the next hour and a half, Damara taught me some bas1c Japanese; mostly what to say to keep from offend1ng people l1ke, quote, "MOST STUPID AMERICANS DO" and s1mple et1quette techn1ques. After a wh1le, we got bored of that and dec1ded to talk for a wh1le. 1 was glad Damara knew a lot more Engl1sh than 1 thought she d1d because 1 took Span1sh 1n school and d1dn't know anyth1ng.

"DID YOU LEAVE. SOMEONE?" She asked.

"Yeah. My Matespr1t, Horuss." 1 repl1ed.

"DO YOU. MISS HIM?" 1 sat back, and thought really hard about the quest1on.

"Actually, no, no 1 don't! He's pushy, he tr1es to spend way more t1me w1th me than 1 want to spend w1th h1m, and furthermore, he tells every s1ngle sol1tary deta1l of our relat1onsh1p to h1s… no, screw 1t, to h1s FUCK1NG Mo1ra1l and suddenly EVERYONE 1 FUCK1NG KNOW knows every s1ngle sol1tary deta1l of our relat1onsh1p! 1t dr1ves me the hell 1nsane and 1 just don't… 1 don't m1ss h1m. 1'm glad 1 left. 1'm really, really, glad 1 left." My breath1ng had grown s1gn1f1cantly stronger dur1ng my rant and Damara wrapped her arms around me. 1 suddenly real1zed just how sad what 1'd sa1d made me. 1 held Damara t1ght and prayed 1 wouldn't start to cry 1n front of her.

"IT'S OKAY." She sa1d. "YOU CAN CRY." And 1 did. 1 let 1t all out.

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