Kindred Kindling |Eric|

[Shaan C. Vladislav]

WITH EVERY SIN I STILL WANNA BE HOLY

The girl pulled herself from bed, her eyes dark and heavy with circles that betrayed the lack of sleep she had gotten. Her white misfits shirt hung off of her left shoulder as she stifled a yawn, looking at her floor and using her foot to kick up a pair of baggy torn jeans. She shrugged them on as she stretched out her back, hearing a small pop as she did so. She had hardly slept most of the night and it showed in her disheveled hair and blanked out eyes. She took the oversized black hoodie from the back of her hair and tossed it on, pushing the sleeves down over her hands as she did. She thought a moment about what class she had first for the day. Ah, that's right it was English. She pulled her boots on and grabbed her bag, heading out the door and to the main building.

She arrived just as the bell rang out, silently taking her seat with downcast eyes to the wood of the desk. She opened her sketch book, took a pencil in hand and began to slowly trace out onto the page, drowning out the words of the lecture. She was pretty sure she had most of it down, and to be honest, she didn't want to be there. She had spent most of her night online or in her paints, swapping off every three or so hours to one or the other. She gave a small but silent yawn as she kept the motion of the pencil going, todays little doodle was an interesting depiction of the four horsemen, fire and brimstone under the hooves of the beasts, she was so absorbed in her art the almost missed the booming words. "Alright, break into groups of two for your projects, It'll be a multi step one so think carefully."

Her head snapped up as her eyes widened a little, her pale lips forming a small frown. Break into groups? That wasn't something she was about to do, she would simply take a zero for the assignment like she had usually done thus far. She made no motion to move to get up or even look around to find someone. Her clouded blue eyes simply stared forward and her lips stayed pursed at the idea of it.

390 wORDS ✖ Eric Forest ✖ AYELMAO THO. I DID A TRY ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

CODED BY REM OF WW

[Eric Forest]

He didn't want to get up... he had English first thing, he hated English. He would have just slept in if it wasn't for the fact that light crept in through his curtains. With a growl he got out of bed and threw on some clean clothes. He really hated school, but he knew it was necessary that he went. He packed his bag for the day and took off to class. Once there, he ignored pretty much the whole lesson right up until they were told to split into groups. There was much mumblimg and protest from students as they split up. Eric looked around for someone without a partner and it seemed everyone had one.

Everyone except for one student who appeared to be distracted by her art book. He approached her. He knew her name was Shaan, but that was only because of the roll call they had every morning before the period started. He tapped lightly on her desk. "Hey... uh... everyone else seems to have a partner... mind partnering up with me?" He normally wouldn't try, but every time he refused, he got into trouble, and got told the next time he refused, he'd have to go to counselling.

[Shaan C. Vladislav]

WITH EVERY SIN I STILL WANNA BE HOLY

The girl was content to simply sit there and do nothing, that was until she saw a shadow and heard a voice. Her blue doe eyes snapped up to look at a boy that was actually asking to work with her. She looked to either side of her, making fully sure she was the one being spoken to. No one really had asked her to work with them, well not as a serious note, a few had asked as a joke and she knew that much, but as far as she could tell he didn't look like a dick.

She swallowed once and bit at her lower lip, nodding in a reply and making a notion with her chin to pull up a chair. She slowly pushed her sketch book to the side and made room. She heard the teachers voice ring out again, apparently it was going to be a project about picking a book and analyzing it, then there would be a poster and a verbal report on it. Something that was clearly gonna take a little bit of time, he had even warned that it would take a few days. Shaans eyes slowly moved up to look at the other boy as the book list was passed out.

What was his name? She knew it but she couldnt think of it off the top of her head. Eathen? Eddie... Eric! That was his name, She looked at eric and scanned over the book list with her eyes. "...You can pick the book.. If its one I haven't read.. I can.. read it tonight.." Her voice was small and hushed, and because she was nervous it made the slush of her Russian accent even worse. She could still be understood but it was certainly there now. She had wondered what exact book he would choose, there were a few classics on the list that she knew in and out.

Her hand reached for a pencil and as soon as she clicked out the lead she nudged a piece of paper infront of her, idly sketching as she waited for his answer.

354 wORDS ✖ Eric Forest ✖  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

CODED BY REM OF WW

[Eric Forest]

When Shaan gestured for him to pull up the chair, he grabbed the closest one and sat opposite her. Shortly after a booklist was passed around. He couldn't read well! What was he going to do? He didn't have anything that stopped him from reading, nor was it a fact of he never bothered to learn, he just never showed any interest, and somewhere along the way he fell behind... teachers just thought it was part of his attitude, but it wasn't. He just found it difficult to read. Math on the other hand was a breeze for him. He sunk ever so slightly in his chair when Shaan said he could pick.

Nervously, he glanced at the book list, glad to see some familiar titles, but had some difficulty with the others. He didn't want it to be boring if it was a title they knew, but it would make it easier on his reading abilities. Biting his slightly he put the paper down and pointed to a random title. "What about this one?" Eric shrugged. He wasn't entirely sure what the title was, but it looked interesting.