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"Morning." Landon smiled at me. I buckled my seat belt in, and said it back.
"You look very nice today, Moira." Ian said from the backseat. I glanced back at him and smiled. "Very nice." He repeated.
"Nu-uh Ian. She looks beautiful." Gaven corrected him. I gave up, and laughed. "Very beautiful."
I looked at Landon, who was smiling as he drove towards the kids school. "If you put them up to this..."
"Then what would you do?" He glanced, my way, then back to the road.
"Something." I said quietly. "I just haven't figured out if it would be good or bad."
"Well, now I can't figure out whether to tell you the truth or not."
"Girls have cooties." Jory said from his toddler car seat. "Yucky, gross."
"Moira doesn't." Ian and Gaven said at the same time. I shot an amused glance to Landon again.
"Didn't tell them to do a thing. It's their own free will their talking on." He pulled up to Cameron Elementary and parked. We climbed out, and unbuckled the three boys. Ian and Gaven each took one of my hands, while Jory walked beside Landon.
"Are you going to marry Landon, Moira?" Ian asked me. I bit my lip. Sure, I loved him, and couldn't imagine or remember life without him, but I was only sixteen. "Cause I think you should marry me instead."
"No. Me." Gaven argued.
"Me!"
"I'll tell ya what guys. Whoever can hit my hand at this high..." I let go of both their hands, and held my left arm up over my head, "can have me." Ian and Gaven immediately stopped, and jumped as high as they could, neither actually hitting my hand. Landon reached over and gave my hand a light tap, before taking it in his. "Sorry guys. He won fair and square."
Landon quickly ran Jory into his kindergarten class, while I waited on the stairs, with Ian and Gaven eyeing me. A bunch of their friends gathered around too. I started to get shifty, when finally Landon came out. Ian and Gaven pulled me down, and each gave me a kiss, which they immediately turned around and bragged about.
"Little people creep me out." I told Landon after getting back into his car. He chuckled and took my hand in his.
"Why's that?"
"Didn't you see them all. All of em, staring at me. Like I was a piece of untouched candy. It was very creepy."
"Why? You are a bit of untouched candy. Very cute candy at that."
"Why are you all calling me cute today. I'm a mess. Puffy eyes, messy hair. I'm pretty sure I picked these clothes off the floor this morning, and look, still gotta black eye."
"And your socks don't match." Landon said, glancing down at my feet. I looked. Before I could say a thing he added, "Your eyes aren't puffy, your hair ain't messy, your clothes look fine, and your beautiful. Now don't argue with me." I sat content and flattered until we got to school.
For some reason, once classes started, all I could think about was my fight with dad. We'd never really been mad at each other for more than a day, and it was working on three now.
"Miss Niall!" Something had to be wrong with him. Why else would he have chosen her before me. "Miss Niall!" Maybe she had gotten him drunk? No, dad's never been drunk before. "Moira!" Maybe she spelled him, or drugged him. He'd never been like this before Jena came into the picture. That had to be it. THWACK!
"Holy crap." I yelled. My eyes ran up the yard stick that had just nailed my desk, to find a very peeved looking science teacher. "Sorry." He was about to retort when the bell rang, and I closed my binder and slid past him. I walked quickly to my locker, and threw my binder in. Thankfully I had a free class next. I closed my locker, put my elbow up and leaned on it.
"Moira, what's wrong?" I jumped, and spun to see Ross, a boy that attended dad's circle regularly. "Are you alright?"
"Yea fine." I lied. I had the worst headache, and it was building. Ross shrugged and walked away.
"You're a terrible liar." I turned my eyes to Landon, who was leaning on one of those orange things. The school was still rather wet and had them standing in front of the damp bits.
"Yea well," I shook my head, trying to clear away the pain. "I." I slid my back down the locker, and sat. Landon rushed over.
"Are you alright?" He was hunched over in front of me now, trying to get me to look at him.
"I just have a headache. Its nothing, don't worry about it." I rubbed my temples slightly, hoping the pain would subside.
"Do you want to go outside? It's not raining for the first time in forever."
"Uh..yea sure." Landon helped me up, and we walked slowly out the front doors. We walked around the school yard, then subconsciously, we made our way to our usual lunch table. By the time we got there, the school bell had already shrieked, and everyone was at the table.
"What's wrong Moira? You don't look to good." Sawyer, Kyrie's now and again, boyfriend said.
"Gee...thanks." I muttered, sitting on the second old picnic table. Landon sat beside me, and pulled me back to lean on him. "Hey, did we win the soccer game? I never did ask." I smiled weakly.
"That we did. We're playing all weekend." Kyrie said, laying back to enjoy the sun. Her head was propped up by Sawyer's leg, which probably meant they were on again.
"That's going to be killer." TJ groaned. He was part of our soccer team as well. I twirled a piece of my hair that had fallen over my shoulder, and listened to the sudden conversation of the coming soccer game. I closed my eyes, and leaned back into Landon.
I was quite comfortable, and nearing sleep, when the outdoor intercalm buzzed.
"Moira Niall, please report to the office, Moira Niall." I groaned, and headed for the office.
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"Morning." Landon smiled at me. I buckled my seat belt in, and said it back.
"You look very nice today, Moira." Ian said from the backseat. I glanced back at him and smiled. "Very nice." He repeated.
"Nu-uh Ian. She looks beautiful." Gaven corrected him. I gave up, and laughed. "Very beautiful."
I looked at Landon, who was smiling as he drove towards the kids school. "If you put them up to this..."
"Then what would you do?" He glanced, my way, then back to the road.
"Something." I said quietly. "I just haven't figured out if it would be good or bad."
"Well, now I can't figure out whether to tell you the truth or not."
"Girls have cooties." Jory said from his toddler car seat. "Yucky, gross."
"Moira doesn't." Ian and Gaven said at the same time. I shot an amused glance to Landon again.
"Didn't tell them to do a thing. It's their own free will their talking on." He pulled up to Cameron Elementary and parked. We climbed out, and unbuckled the three boys. Ian and Gaven each took one of my hands, while Jory walked beside Landon.
"Are you going to marry Landon, Moira?" Ian asked me. I bit my lip. Sure, I loved him, and couldn't imagine or remember life without him, but I was only sixteen. "Cause I think you should marry me instead."
"No. Me." Gaven argued.
"Me!"
"I'll tell ya what guys. Whoever can hit my hand at this high..." I let go of both their hands, and held my left arm up over my head, "can have me." Ian and Gaven immediately stopped, and jumped as high as they could, neither actually hitting my hand. Landon reached over and gave my hand a light tap, before taking it in his. "Sorry guys. He won fair and square."
Landon quickly ran Jory into his kindergarten class, while I waited on the stairs, with Ian and Gaven eyeing me. A bunch of their friends gathered around too. I started to get shifty, when finally Landon came out. Ian and Gaven pulled me down, and each gave me a kiss, which they immediately turned around and bragged about.
"Little people creep me out." I told Landon after getting back into his car. He chuckled and took my hand in his.
"Why's that?"
"Didn't you see them all. All of em, staring at me. Like I was a piece of untouched candy. It was very creepy."
"Why? You are a bit of untouched candy. Very cute candy at that."
"Why are you all calling me cute today. I'm a mess. Puffy eyes, messy hair. I'm pretty sure I picked these clothes off the floor this morning, and look, still gotta black eye."
"And your socks don't match." Landon said, glancing down at my feet. I looked. Before I could say a thing he added, "Your eyes aren't puffy, your hair ain't messy, your clothes look fine, and your beautiful. Now don't argue with me." I sat content and flattered until we got to school.
For some reason, once classes started, all I could think about was my fight with dad. We'd never really been mad at each other for more than a day, and it was working on three now.
"Miss Niall!" Something had to be wrong with him. Why else would he have chosen her before me. "Miss Niall!" Maybe she had gotten him drunk? No, dad's never been drunk before. "Moira!" Maybe she spelled him, or drugged him. He'd never been like this before Jena came into the picture. That had to be it. THWACK!
"Holy crap." I yelled. My eyes ran up the yard stick that had just nailed my desk, to find a very peeved looking science teacher. "Sorry." He was about to retort when the bell rang, and I closed my binder and slid past him. I walked quickly to my locker, and threw my binder in. Thankfully I had a free class next. I closed my locker, put my elbow up and leaned on it.
"Moira, what's wrong?" I jumped, and spun to see Ross, a boy that attended dad's circle regularly. "Are you alright?"
"Yea fine." I lied. I had the worst headache, and it was building. Ross shrugged and walked away.
"You're a terrible liar." I turned my eyes to Landon, who was leaning on one of those orange things. The school was still rather wet and had them standing in front of the damp bits.
"Yea well," I shook my head, trying to clear away the pain. "I." I slid my back down the locker, and sat. Landon rushed over.
"Are you alright?" He was hunched over in front of me now, trying to get me to look at him.
"I just have a headache. Its nothing, don't worry about it." I rubbed my temples slightly, hoping the pain would subside.
"Do you want to go outside? It's not raining for the first time in forever."
"Uh..yea sure." Landon helped me up, and we walked slowly out the front doors. We walked around the school yard, then subconsciously, we made our way to our usual lunch table. By the time we got there, the school bell had already shrieked, and everyone was at the table.
"What's wrong Moira? You don't look to good." Sawyer, Kyrie's now and again, boyfriend said.
"Gee...thanks." I muttered, sitting on the second old picnic table. Landon sat beside me, and pulled me back to lean on him. "Hey, did we win the soccer game? I never did ask." I smiled weakly.
"That we did. We're playing all weekend." Kyrie said, laying back to enjoy the sun. Her head was propped up by Sawyer's leg, which probably meant they were on again.
"That's going to be killer." TJ groaned. He was part of our soccer team as well. I twirled a piece of my hair that had fallen over my shoulder, and listened to the sudden conversation of the coming soccer game. I closed my eyes, and leaned back into Landon.
I was quite comfortable, and nearing sleep, when the outdoor intercalm buzzed.
"Moira Niall, please report to the office, Moira Niall." I groaned, and headed for the office.
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