So I'm going to the beach today, and I decided to update early in the morning just before I leave and give you guys the next chapter. I hope you enjoy.
Dynamis zipped passed an alleyway running as fast as he could taking off into the sky very early in the morning, and the clock in the middle of town showed the time of 4:30 AM. The rainy and cloudy weather persisted for the past few days, and today didn't show any signs of the sun showing, not yet anyway.
The autumn wind whipped around sending chills all through Dynamis as he flew around the cold morning drizzle. Small raindrops gracefully splashed down from the clouds.
To Dynamis, waking up at this early time didn't bother him. He would always wake this early, sometimes even earlier. Besides, he couldn't find any other to avoid the morning rush hour. Sure, several cars skittered through the streets, but not much activity went on at this time. Hopefully, no one would notice a winged boy flying around the gray and brown colored skyscrapers.
A mist descended down into the city making the air more than a fair bit humid.
The boy flapped his wings to reach the cloud line to fly around clouds laughing without much of care in the world. Dynamis finally flew up to get out of the fog then hovering in place staring at the drifting clouds whispering, "Beautiful view..."
The air and clouds gave Dynamis a damp robe and hair. Dynamis brushed some hair out of his face to see better landing in the same tree on the park like always with the branches protecting him from prying eyes.
Two people ran on the sidewalk with strange things in their ear, and Dynamis could hear a faint blast of music from the strange ear things. Dynamis thought, "Odd things in ears... What are they?" Dynamis had seen the ear thing before, he just never figured out their purpose except, "Why is there pointless music ringing from the ear things?"
Dynamis shook his head focusing his attention to a girl riding on a skateboard. how did he know the term? Well, Dynamis would once on a while pick up some modern language when eavesdropping on people.
The girl zoomed through. Dynamis kept staring at her until he couldn't see her any longer, and Dynamis plucked a red leaf from the tree. A few of the leaves still hade some green on them, but in time, the leaves would change color to cover the tree in a blanket of red, yellow, and orange.
The temperature dropped in the next few hours despite the rising sun to the point that Dynamis could see his breath form a tiny and faint cloud.
A shivering Dynamis climbing down dashing around when no one looked hiding behind various object including but not limit to a newspaper, a lamppost, a mail box, random equipment forgotten in the park, a bicycle, and a large hat.
Hidden from anyone what Dynamis would do next, Dynamis' wings gave off a light purple glow as the deteriorated into thin air. Yes, Dynamis could make his wings disappear and regular human clothing appear, but he could only stay in this form for a short amount of time, no more than thirty minutes. He had only been on this earth for seven years after all, so he still needed time for his powers to fully develop.
He now wore a green long-sleeved shirt and light brown shorts down to his knees.
He had just enough time to take a brief walk and get something to eat from a sandwich shop or something. A weather report from a TV in the TV store soon drew in Dynamis, and he watch the weather man drone on about cold fronts and how the next few days would consist of rain and cold.
Impressive for a seven year-old to know this kind of vocabulary and how this knowledge, but Dynamis had a very special place he could take shelter in and listen to someone talk about stuff he found quite fascinating.
After grabbing a sandwich that had ham, cheese, lettuce, and tomato, Dynamis turned back into his wings and a robe flying away to land on the roof of a public school.
Dynamis carefully picked off an air vent climbing in the passageway getting in the space between a classroom and the roof, probably an attic. The place had dark shadows and wires around, but Dynamis learned how to get around without getting hurt as he tiptoed around the wires and sat right above the ceiling of a classroom for seventh grade.
In the mode for listening to the seventh grade teacher, Dynamis watched as a class entered. He would switch between classes and sometimes go from classroom to classroom to learn.
Dynamis' eye could see through a gap in the ceiling, and teacher pointed to the board. Some students fell asleep in the first five minutes of class, but Dynams kept eagerly listening writing it all down on with paper and a pencil he found in the air vent. He would spend a lot of time here and go over his notes in the tree in the park memorizing them before discarding the paper in the recycle.
Finding it shocking that about half the class already fell into a slumber while the other half didn't have to wait long to take a snooze in their desks, Dynamis watched the teacher walk around waking her class up, "Okay. Wake up, and do your sleeping in bed, not in the classroom."
Students groaned as the teacher shock them awake, and plenty of the students in the room closed their eyes before the teacher came hoping to catch a few more seconds of sleep.
"Come on!" a boy groaned.
A girl frowned, "I want to sleep!"
Complaints of tiredness quickly filled the room, "Did you have to wake me?"
"I was up all night working on that project!"
The teacher sighed, "Did all of you stay up all night working on the project?" Nearly everyone in the class nodded. The teacher shook her head, "Well, I assigned you the project last week. Maybe if you didn't wait until the last-minute, you would've gotten proper sleep. Speaking of projects, please turn them in on the back table."
The students stood up walking to the table throwing packets of paper on the large table. Dynamis curled up moving from classroom to classroom when the bell rang not wanting to listen to the same lesson again. Dynamis started to time when the bell rang by looking at multiple clocks remembering when each bell would sound.
Finally, or at least to the students and teachers, the last bell of the day filled the air with ringing and beeping, not a very good combination of sound.
Dynamis flew out of an air vent and to the tree. He positioned himself on a branch reading stuff wrote down. A bird landed on a nearby branch. The leaves rustled as the wind blew them around. Some of them fell off the tree floating to the ground.
"Are you cold?" Dynamis asked the small bird. The bird chirped and squeaked as more wind forced its way through the air. Dynamis sighed, "I will take that as a yes."
He ran a finger through the bird's feathers, and the bird fluffed up its feather coating. Dynamis took the bird in his hands wrapping his hands gently around the bird.
The bird snuggled into Dynamis fingers flying away after a while. Dynamis laid down on his side on the branch to watch people again. This time, Dynamis saw some girls playing with a jump rope skipping to dodge the twirling rope and singing rhymes. Dynamis could only watch other children have fun with each other not in much contact with the humans, although he wish he could.
The loneliness sometimes weighed Dynamis mood down, "I just wish for a chance to play with other children and not have to hide from them." Dynamis sighed. He could only watch.
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