More than friends

[Eldarkon]

Two young kids, a boy and a girl. They were best friends, they did everything together. For years they had the best of times, but sadly time moves on. The girl moved far away, and left the boy alone.


Years passed, as each of them made and lost more friends. They went through elementary, middle, and now they were in highschool.


One day, the father of the girl had to move again, for his job needed it. So they packed up their things and moved to another town. Little did the girl know that she was going to be attending the same highschool as her long lost friend, or the intimate relationship they would develop

 

[bluevelvet]

"Delilah can you please take all of these boxes to your room and start unpacking?" a gruff voice called out from inside. "Sure dad, just give me a minute!" Delilah replied from the back garden which she was currently exploring. She stepped back, admiring the sunflowers she had just planted underneath her windowsill with a bright smile. Delilah was used to moving around, her father had gotten a promotion which called for frequent travel when she was only 13, and they had been relocating often ever since.


Delilah was used to everything in her life being temporary, but the one thing that was always the same was the sunflowers. She had made a point of taking seeds with her wherever she went, planting them in a spot where she would see them daily. They were her favourite flowers, and gave a sense of familiarity to her ever changing environment.


The rest of her afternoon was spent in her new room, unpacking what few boxes she had as she mentally prepared herself for the next day, when she would start at a new school... Again...


Delilah woke the next morning at 8am, the blaring sound of her alarm pulling her out of her restless sleep. 'Fantastic' she thought to herself 'My first day of school and I'm going to be late!'


Walking through the empty halls towards the front desk, Delilah became incredibly anxious. Although at this point she was used to starting new schools, she had never before had to start midway through a term. This would make it hard for her to catch up in all her classes, especially now that she was in grade 11. She sighed to herself, wishing she knew at least one person that attended this school, a familiar face would make everything much easier.


Delilah had received her class schedule, and was now waiting outside the administration office for the person who was meant to show her around. The bell rang suddenly, echoing around the empty hallways. Suddenly the empty space was flooded with students heading to their lockers, walking to their next class, or just greeting their group of friends and stopping to make conversation. People would occasionally stare at Delilah, pointing and whispering without having the nerve to come up and talk to her. Sighing, she turned to face the other way, not caring for the gossip or drama that was sure to follow. A group of boys walked past her, letting out low whistles and making some stupid comments as they went past. This was certainly going to be an interesting day...


Delilah soon met her temporary guide, a sweet little redhead named Ivy who walked her to her first class of the day, making small talk as she bounced through the hallways. Ivy seemed a little sad that they only shared one class, but insisted they should have lunch together. Delilah agreed enthusiastically, glad to have made one friend already. As they reached the door Ivy said her goodbyes, needing to get back to her own lesson.


Delilah let out a long exhale before knocking on the door. Her first class was music, hopefully it would go well...

 

[Eldarkon]

Two kids having fun, playing in grassy feilds. Yelling, laughing, rolling around and smiles filled his head. Sitting down at a tree watching the sun go down while holding the hand of his friend. another day of fun, feelings and thoughts went by, with warm sensations in the body.


was this a dream or a memory? Mark could not tell. although it did not matter, since his 6:00 am alarm woke him up as it did every morning. Grunting he woke up from his messy bed and shut the alarm off. Another day, another struggle, another adventure.


Cracking his knuckles, he got down to the floor and did his morning workout, first doing three sets of 100 pushups, and two sets of 100 Russian twists with his 50 pound dumbbell. Mark was on many of his schools sports teams, and had to do a tedious workout every morning. Although his work was tough, the results couldn't lie. doing this for about 2 years his body gained defied muscles and excellent flexibility. You could say that he was extremely fit, but he never really bragged about it. even for his football team, he was still small compared to them, only standing at 6 foot. but he had less fat and more defined muscles, giving him greater speed, agility and flexibility then his fellow teammates


Standing up, Mark was covered in sweat, with drips falling down his face, chest, arms and back. Breathing heavily, he grabbed a towel and wiped his face. after his workout, he would always follow it with a large breakfast, normally consisting of a few eggs, oatmeal or a bowl of serial and a glass of orange juice. Not only were these his favorite foods, but they helped him gain muscle and lose fat. good deal if you could ask him


following his morning routine he would take a long shower, normally about 20-30 minutes long, depending on how long his workout and breakfast took. Mark liked the feeling of the warm water trickle onto his skin, soak into his long black hair and his body as a whole. it helped him calm his mind and think about the day ahead of him. What are doing next in music? Should i do another art project? Will i get noticed? and the most common, Will i ever find love?.


with the three years of high school he had already been through, Mark never had a girlfriend, let alone many friends in general. He has a little lonely, but his imagination filled that hole, Always creating characters and stories in his head. \Music filled his longing for love, and sports filled his longing for popularity.


After finishing his shower, Mark put oh his normal school attire. A dark blue dress shirt and normal looking jeans. he felt comfortable with wearing this, since it was his personal style. Mark put on his dark brown leather jacket. it was a bit tattered and broken into, making the leather vary soft. it was his fathers, before he died anyways. He gave Mark this jacket and cross necklace to remember him by, since his father wore the jacket and cross all his life. Mark never took of the necklace, the leather strap always staying around his neck. it was almost 7:30 am, so Mark swinged his backpack around his shoulders, and with his guitar case in hand, he left and walked to the school. Mark lived vary close, and loved the feeling of the cool early spring air, especially in the mornings.


Walking down the busy halls, like he always did, he noticed that some of the guys were a bit more silly and exited today. they eyed a mysterious figure and whistled quite rudely. It was safe to say that Mark was one of the few respectable guys at his school, the rest being either too rude or too detached in their studies. speaking of studies, His first class was music, a class that Mark loved entirely. He loved paying music, he loves listening to music, he loved writing music and he loved performing music. Music was a language that Mark just understood, and by now he was fully fluent in all of its ways.


Walking into the classroom, Mark sat at his normal seat at the back. he had to sit there, since he needed an outlet for the amp his guitar was going to be plugging into.

even though he had an acoustic, being heard over 20 other students was impossible. because of this, he needed an amp so that his guitar could be heard.


class was about to start, but then he heard a knock on the door. The teacher went to open it, getting up from their seat and walking to the door. *must be some late students i guess* Mark thought to himself. little did he know that he was going be reunited with a long lost friend, and that all his dreams from before would come true

 

[Eldarkon]

@bluevelvet will you be posting soon