In between
Chapter 1. All the small things
It's ridiculously easy to pretend in front of people, you give them what they want to hear and see, and they just fall into the trap. Like an insect in a spiders web.
I once WAS one of those people.
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BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEE- GOOD morning twilight town! It's a brand new day and it's the start of a new school year for all the twilight teens! Hope you guys all have fun on another year of high school! My name is- "Would you just SHUT. UP. RENO!"
"Awww" was I that bad? Or are you just irritated because I woke you out of your sweet dreams?" The tall redhead was holding a hairbrush in his hands and had a cocky smile plastered on his face which I would rip off with pleasure and feed it to the sharks.
ME, a Morning person? He, how'd you guess THAT?!
"Reno, fuck off" Mister just gave a curt salute but didn't move.
"As you wish my dearest brother"
GOD DAMMIT! WHY was he always so HAPPY in the MORNING?
I could kill him if my mom wouldn't be around. But still, he IS my brother and only friend in this stupid town. Guess I need to live with it.
"Sorry bro but mom told me to get your lazy ass out of bed and to get downstairs as soon as you're finished."
He just stood there, smiling. It was creeping me out. "You gonna stand there all day or are you gonna leave to let me do my thing?" I watched him as he merely shrugged but still didn't move.
"Fine, just let me get up and I'll be down in 15 minutes. Now get the FUCK out of my room!" As I said that I threw a random pillow towards his head and he yelped and shut the door at an instant behind him as he left my room. The pillow collided with the door and landed on the floor.
I wriggled myself underneath the comforter and grabbed the towel from the chair behind my not-so neat desk and made my way to the bathroom after grabbing some clothes.
Mornings like this needed a nice, scalding hot shower. We'll add some waffles to that list after I'm done with my morning routine.
When I came out of the shower the scent of cinnamon and chocolate followed me, like usual.
Every morning is the same routine.
Get up with help of my brother Reno or mom, take a shower, make an attempt to get my unruly red locks how I want them and fail miserably, put on some red eyeliner on, put on a random pair of pants, get downstairs to eat some breakfast, get lectured by my mom because of a lack of shirt and lose the argument why I need one, get upstairs to put on a shirt and then do whatever I feel like doing the day.
Today wouldn't be different besides the fact that it would be my first day of school in Twilight Town High.
For that I occasion I dressed a little less lousy than usual..
Black skinny jeans with silver and red chains were hugging my long legs nicely, a checkered belt through the loops, a good fitting deep red button-up shirt with sort sleeves and the top two buttons open, a black school tie hanging a bit loose around my neck and the usual black and grey striped fingerless gloves that reached up to my elbows.
TTH doesn't have any real uniforms, just a black, silk tie.
I found that a bit odd, on my old school you'd have to dress up in a complete monkey suit and a hat to even be able to ENTER the school grounds.
Always have wondered if I was emo, I mean, I wear make-up, dark colored clothes, have piercings and almost never talk to people willingly unless it's my mom our Reno. I have my reasons though.
"Axel! Come on man, you said 15 minutes, it's now 20" Damn, why did I have to go downstairs in the first place?
I dashed down the stairs and into the kitchen where my mom was sitting on one of the stools, legs crossed and hands folded in her lap. She was just staring out the window as if waiting for something, or someone.
She looked sad, then she noticed me and gave our family's trademark grin. Okay, so far the gloomy atmosphere.
"Good morning! You sleep well? You'd like some breakfast?" She's VERY nervous, that was obvious.
Before she could give herself a heart attack, I interrupted her by grabbing her hand. "Good morning to you too, yes I did and yes I'd like some breakfast. Do we have waffles? Oh, and calm down, it's just high school for Christ's sake. It's not like they are going to eat me alive or something, Geez." At least she stopped jabbering. "Oh."
I just smiled at her reassuring and chuckled quietly as she jumped up from the stool and as she franticly began to open cupboards in search for my request.
"Well, I remembered what happened last time so I have my reasons to be at least a bit worried about my son." She came standing in front of me and took a hold of my shoulder.
"And for starters, you don't know anybody in this town except for that girl, what was her name again?, who you met at the art convention last year." I sighed. Why did she always knew a way to get me to talk?
"Mom, I am going to do fine. I will just ignore the mass of people and join the art club or something like that, just like we arranged with the headmaster. OK?"
She sighed like I did earlier "Guess you're right, just- just take it slow with people."
She smiled and I grinned at her. "Will do mom."
"Now, eat your breakfast." She put a plate of golden waffles in front of me and seated herself across the table.
"Looks delicious mom, thanks" As I happily began to dig in the heavenly goodness, she just wouldn't stop staring at me.
I swallowed and looked up. "Something wrong mom?" I was beginning to get a bit uncomfortable, she never looked at me like that, except for that last time when I had managed to get peanut butter on my forehead.
"No, not really. I mean…" She looked a bit… strange. "Mean what?"
Before she could answer Reno walked in and answered my question. "Bro, you're wearing a shirt." He pointed out with a smirk. I cocked a pierced eyebrow at this.
"A very handsome one I may add" my mom said.
OK, this is confusing. "Uhm, I don't think it's a very smart thing to go outside without one, and it's the first day of school so I put on something that would give a good first impression." I said awkwardly. That seemed to make some sense to them.
We burst out in laughter and I had to grab my sides to keep them from breaking.
"Well bro, then I recommend that you don't wear your boots and that black leather coat of yours, cus that would scare the hell out of people man."
"Well, then I have to disappoint you because I AM wearing them." I sticked my tongue out in a VERY manly way.
"If you say so. Little brother of mine." He was grinning his ears off again.
"Now," My mom got up and handed me my backpack "YOU need to go to school."
I nodded and she gave me a kiss on my cheek. "Good luck hun."
"Will do, I'll be back before dinner tonight."
I made my way to the hallway where I found my black combat boots and my black leather coat that reached to my ankles with chains on the front and a zipper all the way down. Screw what the other kids will think, when you come from a place where it is warm all year round and come to a place like this, then you're allowed to wear warm clothes. And also, I love my coat.
--IAMALINE--
It was peaceful outside and there wasn't anybody on the streets yet. Quite logic considering that I had to be at school early because they had someone that would show me around and other stuff like that.
When I entered the school grounds, I noticed that there were more people roaming around the place than I expected.
I didn't have a CLUE where to go so I just stepped up to some kid who was sitting on the steps with an I-pod plugged in his left ear and a book in his lap.
" Uhm, excuse me. Could you help me, I'm kinda lost." I scratched the back of my head to emphasis the fact.
The kid, or rather guy, looked up from his book. I could only see one of his cobalt eyes, the other was obscured by bangs of blueish hair.
" Sure. You new?" he asked. "Yes, and I'm lost as I said earlier. Care to help me find the office of Professor Xemnas?"
"Why not."
He got up and now I noticed he was even smaller than I first thought he was. Was it just me or was everybody in this town midget size?
I mean, that hyperactive kid with brown hair from the store was and some people in the station were also really small.
He gestured me to follow. Not a man of a lot of words I guess. Not that I mind that.
As we entered the school I noticed that there weren't any groups like the preps, the jocks, the Goths, etc. just small groups of all different sorts of people, but nobody was walking alone.
"Oof!" I wasn't paying any attention to my surroundings which caused me to bump into someone.
I only saw a blur of platinum blonde hair before the person looked up.
It was a pale face with two big blue eyes and a gentle smile.
That person seemed to be someone I knew, actually it was the only person I knew.