Author's Note: HELLO! Sorry for the late update I've got quite the amount of holiday homework that I of course 'accidentally' left till the last minute (sorta). But anyway thank you so much to Marina3Eight, the Guest, Aroara and IwishIcouldbeNumberFive – (It's an honour by the way to have you follow and favourite my story; your fanfictions inspired me to create my own!)
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Joe/Eight POV
Ok be cool, don't stuff this. Just be cool.
It's Tuesday morning and I'm sitting in front of the mirror staring at my reflection; you're probably thinking Hey Joe, why ya staring at the mirror? Well, todays the day I'm going to ask Marina out… Oh wow I'm nervous. Just thinking of it sends my heart rate into overdrive. I swear if my knee wasn't bobbing up and down speedily, I would faint from the lack of blood to my body. Yes people. Im that nervous.
Sure, I've had plenty of times to ask her out, but to be honest, I've been way to scared to, I'm afraid she wont like me or she'll reject me. I am scared of getting rejected by Marina – she's honestly on my mind 25/8, if that's even possible… and she's perfect.
"Joe honey?" grandma calls from downstairs,
"You've been in your room for quite a while now dear, is everything alright?" she asks, I quickly snap out of my Marina trance, which I'll probably be back in for the rest of the day, and race downstairs, my backpack slung on my shoulder.
"Hey Ma, I was just… uh, um, combing m-my hair" I lie, grabbing my lunch and heading to door. I had breakfast already so I'm all set. I look to my grandma, she raises her eyebrow,
"Eight. You can't comb your hair, it's thick and curly – if you did, you'd probably break the comb" she says, adding a bit of humour at the end. I grin,
"Anyway, Reynolds got a new phone, here's the number, call him if anything goes wrong" she says, her voice turning into a strict tone, I nod and take the piece of paper with Reynolds' new number. As I'm about to head out the door, grandma's voice stops me again,
"Oh Joe, before I forget" she says, walking to the counter to take her coffee,
"A girl came around yesterday evening; she was looking for you. Very pretty and nice, uh… Marina?" she says looking at me, a small grin forming at the edges of her lips. My heart does more somersaults; I think I'm going to have a happiness seizure.
"Um, uh… w-what did she w-want?" I stutter,
"She wanted to know if you were at home; you were at school or coming home from school. You probably just missed her" grandma says, grinning widely and emphasising the word 'just', Damn my slow walking.
"Anyway hon, you'd better get to school" she says, hugging me, I wave at her as I leave the house and the last thing I hear is grandpa shout back,
"No funny business!" I smile and continue my way to school.
This is going to be a big day.
John/Four POV
I enter the school doors and walk to my locker. I feel like crap. Not only did I not get any sleep, but I was woken up by Joe calling me like six times in the night; I think he's going to ask Marina out today. I put my locker combination in, 3-6-8-7 and open it. The grey door creaks against the rusty hinges. Students laugh and happily walk around the school, getting ready for class. I haven't seen Stan this morning, he's probably trying to get out of another day of school.
"Hey what's u-holy sh*t, you look like crap" Joe says, as I turn my attention to him. He's grinning like an idiot,
"Yeah, no thanks to you. I'm so tired" I say, leaning my head against the locker door. Joe looks sheepish and then leans against his locker door,
"Sorry 'bout that dude. But anyway, what class do you have first?" he asks, now getting his books out of his locker, I look to my timetable,
"Um, uh… Home Economics then I've got Spanish with you" I say, trying to sound less tired, Joe nods carefully looking at his timetable of subjects,
"OK, awesome, see ya then" he says, jogging to his first class of the day. I close my locker and head towards Home Economics.
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"OK class, open your cooking books to page 78. We're going to be making a basic cheesecake today. I yawn and struggle to keep my eyes open while Maren my cooking partner opens the cook book.
"John?" I snap my eyes open, now fully alert,
"Um, uh, w-what?" I ask, straightening myself up and getting the ingredients ready. I look to Maren, she has a small smirk on her lips; her raven hair falls perfectly on her shoulders, I can't take my eyes off her – she's stunning.
"What's wrong? Didn't get enough sleep last night?" she asks, preparing the procedure. I nod,
"Yeah just couldn't sleep and Joe was ringing me all night about something" I say, my eyes now starting to wake up,
"Why couldn't you sleep?" she asks, I really want to say, because I was thinking of you! But if I did say that things could get really awkward and embarrassing, not to mention that it is a very cheesy line.
"Uh, just, ya know, had lots of coffee…" I lie, but it comes out as a question; Maren looks at me then smiles widely – I hope she hasn't developed a mind reading Legacy.
"I think Joe's gonna ask Marina out today" I say changing the subject. I stir the mix while still looking at her; honestly I can't draw my eyes away. Her eyes light up,
"Really? Oh my Lore! It took him this long? Anyway they'll be a great couple, don't you think?" she asks, turning to the cook book for the next step. I nod and get back to stirring.
I notice that my palms are very sweaty, I quickly wipe my hands on a spare towel and get back to the stirring.
I'm probably just very nervous.
Marina/Seven POV
It's lunch now and I'm making my way to Maren's locker from Spanish class; speaking of Spanish class, I couldn't take my eyes off Joe. I think I saw him look at me a few times… or maybe I was just imagining it.
"Hey Marina, what's up?" Maren asks, I look at her, John and… Joe are with her, laughing at something Joe said. I instantly blush a bright red and become very self-conscience. I return to Maren's question before they think I'm weird,
"Um, uh, g-good. Hi g-guys" I half-stutter, waving a bit, Joe smiles, which again sends butterflies through me. Tiny zings are sent through my chest,
"So you guys want to join us for lunch?" Maren asks, grinning at me tucking my hair behind my ear. John looks at Joe, Joe nods,
"Hey sure why not? We'll be with you guys in a sec" John says, I follow Maren and look back at Joe, I feel kind of sad walking away from him. I hear John say something like,
"Dude why didn't you?"
I just continue to follow Maren down the hallway, she turns to me and grins widely. I know something is going to happen today, I can feel it.
Joe/Eight POV
"Dude why didn't you?" John asks,
"Why didn't I what?" he raises his eyebrows at this,
"Joe, why. Didn't. You. Ask. Her. Out?" he says to me, ushering me to follow,
"Come on man, I'm waiting for the right time!" I protest, John just shakes his head, smirking a bit. The truth is, I'm completely terrified,
"Come on, they're probably already out of the school. We're having lunch with them, so take her somewhere private and ask her then" he says, as we walk out the school gates. We see Maren across the road, Marina is crossing it right now – they probably waited for us.
I'm a bit more confident after John's pep talk, but all that had to be ruined with the sound of a speeding car. I look to the road, about 100 metres away, a black-coloured car is zooming down the intersection… straight for Marina.
John sees this too,
"MARINA!" I shout, trying to get her attention, Maren looks to where the shout comes from and her eyes widen in fear, Marina turns around and sees the car about to run her over. No…
I run as fast as I can, Marina is frozen with shock and probably fear, Maren tries to run to the road but she's to far away and it looks like something is preventing her from going forward at a pace. Marina looks at me, my ears are blocked, all the screams and shouts are now muted; I know I won't get to her in time, if only I had told her how I feel. Tears are starting to blur my vision. I can't lose her, I look to her again, she looks back with wide eyes and a shocked and scared look on her face,
The car is almost upon her and I feel a small tug in my gut.
John/Four POV
Everything happened so fast, one second Marina is just crossing the road, Maren on the other side already, about to enter the restaurant we were going to have lunch in, then some mad-man is zooming down the road and is within 10 metres of hitting Marina full force, not slowing down at all. Maren's screaming, I'm shouting, Joe's shouting. Wait… where is Joe?
I look to my side where Joe was and all that it left is displaced air…
I look back to Marina the car is about to hit her; it feels like everything is in slow motion, Maren is running forward, but she's not making the distance between Marina and her. Joe suddenly appears next to Marina, displaced air around him, he speedily pulls Marina aside from the car's way! Time returns to normal and everyone including Joe looks stunned. The car just misses Marina, it zooms past them and into the distance, the sound of it's scorching engine still present in the air.
Joe/Eight POV
What the hell just happened? One second I'm standing next to John, trying to run forward, then suddenly I'm next to Marina, I quickly grab her shoulders and pull her out of the car's way, she stumbles into my arms as the car speeds past her, a small slipstream blows behind it. Soon it's just me and Marina, both stunned and everyone is quiet. I find myself breathing heavily, I look to Marina, she looks very shaken up, her eyes centre on me and suddenly she jumps to me, giving me the biggest hug, as Maren and John jog over I wrap my arms around her waist and bury my face in her hair, her arms are tightly wrapped around my neck; her hands gripping my lower neck and the base of my head. I smell her shampoo, her fresh perfume, a different yet nice smell.
"T-thank you, thank you. Oh my Lore" Marina repeats, gripping me harder, I think I feel a few tears slide down her face, wetting my shoulder. I don't mind, I could stay here forever, Marina in my arms.
She pulls back and just when I'm about to say something black spots appear on the corners of my vision, I blink madly and groan from the upcoming, splitting headache,
"Joe?" Marina says urgently I stumble out of her grip and fall to the ground. Marina screams and bends down next to me, shaking my body, and I think she's crying. The last thing I remember before blacking out is Maren and John running to my side and Marina screaming my name, begging me to get up.
Then I slip into darkness.
Author's Note: Hey, hey, hey! What's up? What did you guys think? I wanted the stories of how the Garde got their Legacies to change a tiny bit. Please tell me what you thought about this chapter! Also please tell me if you want me to drag Sarah into the story (I'll find a way). You guys probably already know what Legacy Joe/Eight just developed, but I'm gonna ask it anyway,
What Legacy did you think Joe/Eight developed?
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