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[RP] Emblems of Fate [MAIN GAME] [SIGNUPS ALWAYS OPEN]
(It’s about time I finally posted something instead of procrastinating, sorry for the wait.)
I stared at the outside of my house before climbing up the stairs towards my porch. Three days have passed, right? My family must be worried sick by now. I moved my hand towards the door, prepared to knock, but hesitated. It was still early morning, and I felt as though I’d be in some seriously deep trouble for disappearing for such a long time. Should I knock? Was it the smart thing to do? Or should I wait outside and knock later on when everyone is up. What to do, what to…
”Just knock on the door already,” Said a bored Metalvine (male). I sighed, supposing it couldn’t be helped. Knock, Knock No answer. Ok… let me try that again. Knock Knock Still no answer. Next I tried banging on the door, but before I could do so, the door opened up on me to reveal my mother. She looked quite exhausted, drained of all energy, most likely worrying about where I had been and if something bad had happened.
“Azorel?” She asked, a slight smile lighting up her tired face.
“Hi, mom,” I replied nervously, whilst raising my hand up slightly. Before I could say anything else she pulled me into a tight embrace.
“I, I was so worried,” she exclaimed as tears streamed down her face. The whole ordeal made me feel uncomfortable, as both my father and even my little sister appeared from atop the stairwell.
“Where have you been all this time?” Asked my father.
“I…uhm, well… I don’t really know,” I responded.
“Y…you don’t know?” He questioned.
“I don’t…” I said yawning. “and If you don’t mind I’m kinda tired and would like to get some sleep,” I said trying to play it off, feeling as though telling the truth would have them label me as some sort of lunatic.
“Alright, but later on after school we’re going to talk about this, and I want the full story, alright?” He said, in an almost demanding way..
“Alright…” I replied, wondering just how I would explain this to my family. I briskly walked towards my room and plopped down on the bed ready to fall asleep.
Just as I was about to fall asleep I heard a knock on my door. Getting out of bed I opened the door slightly to see my younger sister.
“I’m glad your back, Azorel.” She said, a soft smile on her face. I couldn’t help but smile back a little.
“I am too, Lisa.” Getting back into bed I fell asleep once again, I’d need all the rest I could get before heading off to school tomorrow.
“Wake up Azorel.” Opening my eyes I groggily look around the room, only to find that no one was there.
“Huh?” I asked, confused at what had just happened. Did I just imagine the voice or something? _
“It’s time to go to school.”_ Says a now familiar child-like voice.
“Metalvine?” I asked groggily
“That’s my name, don’t wear it out. But, now that I think about it, must be confusing to have both Metalvine and me referred to by the same name right? So, how about from now on you just call me… Sarah? That’s a nice name right?”
”Sarah huh?” A small smile forming on my face. ”That’s not a bad name at all,” I respond. While it would certainly take some getting used to calling her by a new name, it definitely would make things a lot easier than just calling both of them Metalvine.
Getting out of bed I glance at the clock. 7:06, wait… Shoot, shoot, shoot I’m going to be late for school. Grabbing some clothes, I hop into the restroom to take a quick shower leaving me with only a little bit of leeway to arrive on time. Grabbing an apple I rushed to the bus stop, just managing to get on, right before the bus had departed. Having all these entities in my head would take some getting used to. I sighed while moving to the back to sit in an empty seat all the while looking out the window, awaiting my arrival at school.
”Thanks for waking me up Sarah.”
”Of course!” She says. As we continue our bus ride Sarah begins to hum a soothing melodic tune. Surprisingly this makes me a little less nervous about everything that has been going on. “Everything’s going to be alright.” I mutter to myself as I take a bite of the apple.
First period of the day: I sighed as I made my way to history class, my least favorite subject. It wasn’t the material that was bad, well that was bad to, but you see I had no friends in the class (then again I really didn’t have friends to begin with.), and to make matters worse, a few of my enemies happened to be in this class. This made it almost unbearable as I found there wasn’t really anything I could do aside from doing the work in class, which I almost always finished early. Today however, would be different. As class began Mr. Kremer, our history teacher stood up in front of the whole class and in a rather cheerful tone addressed the class.
“Students, today we have a new student, I’d like you all to welcome Naomi Bluefield. She just transferred in today and I expect you all to welcome her with open arms.”
I looked upwards at the new student looking at her. She looked taller than the average girl, only a little shorter than me with lightly tanned skin, most likely natural. She was a little above average weight, and I doubted even the most stuck-up kids would even think of calling her fat.
She wore a buttoned up tanned blazer with a white undershirt as well as a short skirt with a blue plaid design and knee length white socks. Additionally a white ribbon and dark blue sleeve cuffs adorned her blazer, almost like a japanese uniform surprisingly enough. Her wavy light brown hair flowed all the way down her back, with a pair of large blue eyes that slowly examined the room and all the students within it. She was in a sense, stunning.
“She’s pretty Azorel, you should be friends with her.” Said Sarah.
”Like that would ever happen.” I muse. Sure she was beautiful, but I didn’t really think anything of it. I mean, we probably would barely talk to each other so it’s whatever really. My eyes drifted back towards my textbook as I continued on reading. Flipping to the next page I felt a light tap on my shoulder but shrugged it off. Probably just Mark the jock who sat behind me just messing with me again. I continue reading on before again feeling the tap on my shoulder. Looking up from my book I turn to see a smiling Naomi. “Hello.” She said, whilst waving her hand.
“H…hi.” I muttered nervously, unsure of what to say. Out of options and unsure of what to do I buried my face in my book and continued to read.
“Don’t pay any attention to him Naomi, you can talk to me.” Said a smirking Mark. “So why don’t you tell me a little bit about yourself?” He asked, as his eyes slowly wandered towards her chest.
“Well, what would you like to know?” Naomi asked sweetly.
“Well first off, why are you so beautiful?” Mark asked, a rather smug look spread across his face.
I gagged at his overused cliche line, all the while trying to focus on studying. Any minute now Mark would’ve bagged another girl before tossing her aside when he gets bored, like he always does. It was sad how many girls fell for it really. Though it was none of my concern. It’s not like I could forcibly stop him or change Naomi’s mind.
“That was awfully sweet of you” Naomi giggled at the compliment. Yup, just like I predicted, just a little more flirting and th-
“So, do you say that to every girl you meet? Because a cheesy line like that is definitely not going to work on me. And you ogling my chest doesn’t exactly make it any better. Now if you’ll excuse me I’m going to go and use the toilet.” Naomi went up to the teacher and soon left the room.
Did, did I just hear what I think she said? Mark was probably the most attractive guy in the entire school. Not to mention he was also one of the strongest and coincidentally had decent grades, so why didn’t Naomi jump all over him?
”M…maybe she just found him, repulsive?” Shion said, interrupting my thoughts.
” I mean, from the way Mark’s treated you in the past, and even from what we just heard, it’s pretty easy to see Mark’s a bit of a jerk..”
”I suppose so, though I’m still kind of surprised by it.”
A slight smile formed on my face as a light chuckle escaped from my lips. This was the first time someone hadn’t fallen for Mark’s nice guy act, it was completely out of left field and also quite hilarious. I guffawed a little more before being knocked forward by a strong kick to the back of my chair.
“Do you find something funny Azorel?” asked Mark, rather pissed that I had the nerve to laugh at him.
Sheepishly I replied “No.” before concentrating even harder on my book trying to ignore him.
The class continued on for what felt like an eternity, until I had reached my next subject, Math. Surprisingly Naomi happened to be in this exact same class, albeit sitting farther away. Same thing occurred with my accounting class. Two classes together might not be so weird but three in the same day? That was very uncommon. But, I just shrugged it off as coincidence. As accounting class ended I headed off to the final class of the day. Physical Education, a class I didn’t particularly like nor care for. It wasn’t the physical activity I hated, but rather Mark and his buddies would often torment me in this class. I sighed, at least my entities were with me to keep me company. As I entered the gym room starting to change into my gym clothes, someone pushed me to the floor just as I was about to take off my pants, causing me to fall over. I slowly pulled myself back up to my feet just to be met with laughter from all the guys around me. My pusher, the jock none other than Mark also had a wide grin on his face as he laughed.
“What was that for?” I asked rather weakly.
“Nothing.” he replied, all the while chuckling at my misfortune. “But if you’d like to do something about it…” He stepped closer to me, before pointing at his chin. “Hit me with all your strength.”
I gazed at his chin, stepping backwards. “I…I don’t want to.” I respond.
Before I had time to react Mark’s fist met my stomach causing me to double over on the floor. “Of course you won’t.” He said, walking away in a group with his other jock friends. “After all you’re just a weakling.” He muttered just loud enough for me to hear.
Winded from his punch I struggled to stand. I didn’t expect him to actually punch me, and it seems this time he wasn’t holding back too much. I must have made him angry in history class or something. Trying to ignore the pain I slowly made my way to the gymnasium.
“Hello.” Said a familiar voice.
I turned around to see Naomi once again, dressed in our school’s gym uniform. “H…h…hi.” I responded, nervously.
“So, it seems we’re both in a lot of classes together. So, I was thinking we should be friends since we’ll be seeing a lot of each other over this school year.” Naomi said, smiling brightly.
“I, uhm…” Was she serious? Did she actually want to be my friend? Or perhaps this was some kind of cruel joke? I mean the way she tore Mark apart might suggest she’s just doing this for a laugh, but if she’s not lying, then…
“Are you nervous or something?” She asked, sounding a bit concerned.
“N…no, I’m alright.” I choked out.
“Then is something wrong? Do you not want to be my friend or something?” She said as a small frown formed across her face.
I shook my head, “I’ll be your friend.”
A smile formed on her face… “So, Azorel was it?”
“Yes, that’s my name alright.” I responded.
Even if she was tricking me, for now I’ll believe her. It’s not like I really had friends anyways, so even if it was a fake one that would be alright for the time being, right?
Naomi smiled, beaming of happiness, just as we started our warm-up jog. During the course of the jog I felt like I had more energy and was doing a decent job with Naomi keeping good pace with me the entire time. She really was quite athletic to my surprise.
After class ended I headed back home, trying to think up a good excuse of why I was gone for 3 days. I sighed. “I’m not sure I can pull this off and trick my family.” I muttered to myself. ”You’ll think of something A…Azorel.” Said Shion, as the bus turned around the corner to the bus stop.