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Authors note Yes!! Finally inspiration has come to me at a reasonable amount of time! I would also like to thank all of my faithful readers and reviewers. It still means the world to me that you enjoy my work! Oh yes, I would also like to add that this particular story is all of Tyzonn's person thoughts and observations.
Routine
I like routine, I always have. I like knowing what to expect at a given time, and I like to be in charge of what goes on in my life. It's always a good feeling knowing you can change something if you don't like your life. That's probably the reason the… incident… shook me so much. I hadn't planned those damn Fearcats pulling that sort of evil trick on me. I was ready for a mild trick, but not one of that proportion. It caught me off guard; it ruined my entire routine of life that I hadn't been able to get it back until a couple of weeks after I joined this team. Yes, I have a new routine, finally, and I'm starting to feel like myself again.
Wake up, run five miles, eat, research, relax, eat, work out, do any odd activity, eat again, relax some more, and sleep again.
That is my basic routine of the average day. Sometimes I may throw in a walk, and of course I always have to plan for all those attacks on San Angeles. Even during those times I have a routine, and now that I'm back, I'm beginning to see others routines like I used to. For instance, at supper, Will always eats his food in a counter clockwise motion. He won't move onto the next food item until he finishes the first one. Also, whenever he's concentrating really hard on something, Dax is usually tapping some sort of rhythm, almost like he was a drummer at one point in his life and it seeped into his mind subconsciously, so now he does it out of habit. Rose, although brilliant, is no exception to this game of routines. When se reads a book while Mack is in the same room as her, she always folds the top left page corner over and over, almost out of nervousness because she only does it when he is in the room. Mack is not any better though. When I see him walk through the gardens every Thursday, he always stops at the pink roses and just stares at them for a good five minutes. Those two are perfect for each other…anyone can see it. Heck, I can see it and I from a completely different planet! And as for Ronny, oh Ronny; I can read her like a book. She always drinks a bottle of blue Gatorade after running, she never eats peanut butter, but is always the first in line for peanuts, she always listens to Switchfoot before going to bed at night (Usually the song Stars), she always wears a yellow tank top on Fridays and a yellow T-Shirt on Wednesdays, and she always brushes her teeth for exactly two minutes and fourteen seconds. That's just the beginning. It feels kind of weird that I know all of this about everyone. I feel like I'm some sort of stalker, even though I know that it's just the way I am. I can pick up on habits and routines fast, that's not my fault now is it? Speaking of routine, it's about time that Flourious sends down a monster. He hasn't sent down a monster in over a wee-
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
Right on schedule.
(After the battle)
So that went just as I knew it would. It's almost like everyone is stuck in this routine. Like now for instance; as we walk back to the jeep, I already know that Mack is going to drive, Ronny is going to sit in the passengers seat, Dax behind Mack and Rose behind Ronny, and then Will and I will sit in the very back. It's 100 percent proven fact. We've sat in this order since I've joined the team. Yes, I have everyone figure-. What the hey! What does she think she's doing! This is not apart of the normal routine! Ronny is supposed to sit next to Mack, not me. Will's suppose to set here! Errgg. She just had to go and ruin the routine we all have set up for the team. Who does she think se is, and why is Will giving me this sly smile and nodding his head towards Ronny…boy, she sure looks tired. Her eyelids keep closing and opening, and her head keeps bobbing up and down. I wonder why she is so tired. Now what is she doing? ...Did she just…fall asleep on my shoulder? She couldn't have…she…did. First she goes and ruins the perfectly good routine that I had gotten so comfortable with, and now she sleeps on me. What next? I guess I really don't mind. I mean, she is really kind, and sweet and just all around amazing. Not to mention gorgeous. Seattle is a pretty far way from San Angeles… Hmm, I guess I wouldn't mind if this became apart of the normal routine…I actually think that I would…like it. Hmm, I think I can change my routine just this one time, I mean, how many times a day does a person really need to eat?
Authors note: Yea, quick update. I would personally like to thank some close friends of mine for this insiration. They always sit next to eachother in car rides, and, well now their going out after like 5 months of pursuasion, but she fell asleep on his shoulder, and that was the day he told me that hee really likes her. I've just been observing them lately, and it's like a routine now,so thanks pals for the inspiration! Please tell me what you think! I love your opinions!
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