HALBAE
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- Posted: Thu, 01 Dec 2011 04:47:36 +0000
- ⊰ ☆ ⊱ I'M NOT SURPRISED NOT EVERYTHING LASTS !! ◞
- I'VE BROKEN MY HEART SO MANY TIMES I STOPPED KEEPING TRACK X TALK MYSELF IN, TALK MYSELF OUT
I'VE BROKEN MY HEART SO MANY TIMES I STOPPED KEEPING TRACK X TALK MYSELF IN, TALK MYSELF OUT
I'VE BROKEN MY HEART SO MANY TIMES I STOPPED KEEPING TRACK X TALK MYSELF IN, TALK MYSELF OUT
- ↺ I GET ALL WORKED UP THEN I LET MYSELF DOWN !!
↺ I GET ALL WORKED UP THEN I LET MYSELF DOWN !!
- In hind sight of the previous night, Will had decided one thing - never ever was he going to sleep on the couch again. As the blonde haired male made his way upstairs he proceeded in grumbling to himself about how badly his back was hurting. Looking at the sofa one would assume that it was comfortable, it was very inviting, but after sleeping on it for a full night a person would easily discover that sleeping on rocks would be more pleasant. "Stupid fancy designer furniture," Will remarked, still speaking to himself. Shuffling down the hallway he made his way into his room. As he entered his room Will could already hear running water in the bathroom across the hall, signaling that Ophelia was occupying the bathroom at the moment. Well, it was a good thing that Will had showered the night before. His sister had a habit of taking her time in the bathroom and the last thing Will needed today was to be late to school.
Stretching his arms up overtop his head in an attempt to relieve some of the pain in his back Will let out a small groan, now glancing about his room. Well, time to get ready for another long day of school. It didn't take long for Will to locate something to wear to school and the blonde male quickly got himself dressed, fixing his clothes and hair so he looked presentable. After he was ready to leave for school as far as appearances went Will went off in search of everything he needed for school. The male Stratford twin was in the midst of digging through a particularly large stack of papers in search of his Statistics text book when his mother poked her head into his room.
"Antony, I'm getting ready to leave for work. Do you think you can drive Hermia to school?" She asked. Will turned his head to face his mother and managed a small smile, nodding. "Sure mum, of course," He said, having no objections to the request. Once the woman had exited his room Will let out a groan, no because he had to drive his little sister to school, but because his mother still insisted upon calling him Antony. Ever since the sixth grade when Will had been made fun of for his name he had been insisting that everyone call him Will. His sister's complied to this demand, as did his father, and the rest of his family as well. His friends had been calling him Will for as long as he could remember - but whenever he brought up the topic of his name to his mother she would complain about the suggestion. 'Antony is such a lovely name, I don't understand why you hate it.' His mother didn't seem to comprehend that being named after a character from a Shakespeare novel was rather humiliating.
Locating his Statistics book finally Will shoved it in his bag before going off in search of his Economics textbook. School was really ridiculous sometimes, requiring them all to carry so many text books around. Locating the last of his books Will finally made his way downstairs. Walking into the kitchen he took note of Ophelia who was currently seated at the table with a plate of toast and a glass of orange juice. Will couldn't help but smile, obviously plotting to torture Ophelia just a little bit this morning. "Oh nutella, my favorite," He remarked as he plucked a piece of toast from her plate and took a huge bite out of it. He had to admit he was rather amused by the frustrated look on Ophelia's face, she obviously didn't like the fact that he was eating her toast. "Make your own toast, lazy," She grumbled, but Will ignored this statement for the most part.
"Mum told me to drive Bee to school today so I'm going to take care of that, you just get yourself to school," He said with his mouth full, taking another bite of the toast soon afterwards. He quickly polished off the piece of toast, grabbing a paper towel and wiping the nutella from his hands. Tossing the paper towel into the trash he turned to see Hermia, or as they called her Bee, arriving downstairs at this moment. "I'm ready to go," She announced with a smile and Will nodded, grabbing his bag and ushering the middle schooler out of the house.
⊰ ☆ ⊱ TIME SKIP
After driving Hermia to school, which was roughly a ten minute detour, Will drove in the direction of the high school. He was cutting it close but it looked as if he would be on time for class. Snagging his usual parking spot he noted that Ophelia's parking space was noticeably empty. Shrugging his shoulders, he told himself she'd be here on time. If she wasn't she was likely to get a lecture from their mother. Gathering his things he got out of the car and locked the door before heading into the school, starting on the direction of the student government classroom which was his first class of the day. He already had everything he needed for class so there was no need to stop off at his locker.
He was halfway to class when he could feel his phone vibrating in his pocket. Stopping mid-step he fished his cellphone from his pocket and noted that he had received a text from Montgomery, a close friend of his. They'd been working together as the president and vice president of their class and Will addmitedly had a crush on her, although he was having a hard time owning up to said crush. Scanning the text message he frowned, what could she possibly need his help with? Deciding it would obviously be a good idea to help her Will turned around and headed in the opposite direction of his classroom towards the room she had specified. The bell had long since run by time he'd arrived at the home ec room. Opening the door to the classroom he peered inside, spotting Monty. Opening the door the rest of the way he stepped into the classroom, allowing the door to swing shut behind him.
"What's wrong?" He asked, sounding reasonably concerned. Her text had told him to hurry, it was only natural that he assumed the worst.
K E Y : X " W I L L " X " O P H E L I A " X " O T H E R " X C L A S S : N O C L A S S X ⊰ S G A ⊱ X E C O N O M I C S X G Y M X A P S T A T I S T I C S
- ◟ AND I KNOW SOMEDAY THAT IT'LL ALL TURN OUT ⊰ ☆ ⊱
- YOU'LL MAKE IT WORK SO WE CAN WORK TO WORK IT OUT X AND I PROMISE YOU KID THAT I GIVE SO MUCH MORE THAN I GET X I JUST HAVEN'T MET YOU YET
YOU'LL MAKE IT WORK SO WE CAN WORK TO WORK IT OUT X AND I PROMISE YOU KID THAT I GIVE SO MUCH MORE THAN I GET X I JUST HAVEN'T MET YOU YET
YOU'LL MAKE IT WORK SO WE CAN WORK TO WORK IT OUT X AND I PROMISE YOU KID THAT I GIVE SO MUCH MORE THAN I GET X I JUST HAVEN'T MET YOU YET
- ↺ I JUST HAVEN'T MET YOU YET !!
↺ I JUST HAVEN'T MET YOU YET !!