Chapter Thirteen
Weeks passed as Siria slowly became apart of the Gaians. In this time she wondered how long it would take for the Mallrats to come and get her. She dreaded that day when she would have to fully break away from everything and everyone. She tried not to think about it and keeping herself busy helped. And she stayed busy through the kids. Many of them barely knew how to read and write, so it was simple: Siria had the time and they needed the knowledge.
One afternoon, Siria, sat on the makeshift couch in the cabin. She was starting a new book that Aravinda had gotten from the City. It was something about love and lovers; a bit of a bad choice all things considered, but Siria was grateful. She opened the book and began to read. It was better then she thought and she soon lost herself. Barely noticing the cabin door opening as someone entered, she didn't notice until she felt their weight on the couch. "Is it any good?" Lev asked.
"Fantastic, I didn't think Aravinda knew what I liked."
This made Lev laugh. "I'm glad to hear it; I wasn't sure you'd accept it from me."
"You got this for me?" she looked at him a bit stunned.
"Yeah, I knew you liked to read, so I got it."
She nodded. "Wow, thanks so much."
"So, how's it been going? Settled in yet?"
"For the most part, I'm great, but I'm just—well I don't know. I'm not sure I fit in."
"You fit, don't worry. You fit in."
Siria looked at him. "What do they say about me?"
Lev sighed. "Well in general they think you're to quiet, but this makes you mysterious kind of like an invisible force."
Siria laughed at this last part. "What a joke; do they really think that?"
"I do." Siria looked at Lev awkwardly. "I think you're sexy funny and a breath of fresh air."
Siria gave him a weak yet genuine smile as Lev leaned in and kissed her. It was soft but not sloppy, intense but not heavy, and it burned Siria from the inside out. She gently moved her arms around his neck. She was lost as they leaned back on the couch. Lev moved to undo the buttons on the back of Siria's purple skirt. Suddenly there was a loud clonk of Siria's book falling to the ground. Both jumped looking around at the small sleeping bodies. She looked down at Lev as she lay on top of him. "What happened?" Siria asked in a static whisper.
Lev smoothed back her braids. "The same thing that happened in the City"
"Lev, I felt it then."
"I know; me too." They stared at each other, reading the other's face, communicating their lives. They stayed this way until they were interrupted: the subtle stirrings of dark haired Vie. Nap time was over and Lev had to go.
Weeks passed as Siria slowly became apart of the Gaians. In this time she wondered how long it would take for the Mallrats to come and get her. She dreaded that day when she would have to fully break away from everything and everyone. She tried not to think about it and keeping herself busy helped. And she stayed busy through the kids. Many of them barely knew how to read and write, so it was simple: Siria had the time and they needed the knowledge.
One afternoon, Siria, sat on the makeshift couch in the cabin. She was starting a new book that Aravinda had gotten from the City. It was something about love and lovers; a bit of a bad choice all things considered, but Siria was grateful. She opened the book and began to read. It was better then she thought and she soon lost herself. Barely noticing the cabin door opening as someone entered, she didn't notice until she felt their weight on the couch. "Is it any good?" Lev asked.
"Fantastic, I didn't think Aravinda knew what I liked."
This made Lev laugh. "I'm glad to hear it; I wasn't sure you'd accept it from me."
"You got this for me?" she looked at him a bit stunned.
"Yeah, I knew you liked to read, so I got it."
She nodded. "Wow, thanks so much."
"So, how's it been going? Settled in yet?"
"For the most part, I'm great, but I'm just—well I don't know. I'm not sure I fit in."
"You fit, don't worry. You fit in."
Siria looked at him. "What do they say about me?"
Lev sighed. "Well in general they think you're to quiet, but this makes you mysterious kind of like an invisible force."
Siria laughed at this last part. "What a joke; do they really think that?"
"I do." Siria looked at Lev awkwardly. "I think you're sexy funny and a breath of fresh air."
Siria gave him a weak yet genuine smile as Lev leaned in and kissed her. It was soft but not sloppy, intense but not heavy, and it burned Siria from the inside out. She gently moved her arms around his neck. She was lost as they leaned back on the couch. Lev moved to undo the buttons on the back of Siria's purple skirt. Suddenly there was a loud clonk of Siria's book falling to the ground. Both jumped looking around at the small sleeping bodies. She looked down at Lev as she lay on top of him. "What happened?" Siria asked in a static whisper.
Lev smoothed back her braids. "The same thing that happened in the City"
"Lev, I felt it then."
"I know; me too." They stared at each other, reading the other's face, communicating their lives. They stayed this way until they were interrupted: the subtle stirrings of dark haired Vie. Nap time was over and Lev had to go.