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Aura: A Spromeo Story

This is basically how Specs and Romeo met lol

Also, I changed Romeo's color to rose pink because I think it fits him better.

UPDATE: Apparently, I wrote that Romeo drove Specs and the kids to get new glasses, but, um, I forgot, so that didn't happen. Sorry!

Specs: Light Blue
Romeo: Rose Pink
Les: Gold
Books: Traditional Green
Snipeshooter: Magenta
Boots: Gray
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Specs was currently trying not to lose his mind.

He didn't think taking four newly teenage boys to the skatepark would be such a hassle. So, he agreed to take them in a small black Nissan, thinking nothing of it.

But then he remembered these are newly teenaged boys in the eighth grade.

And eighth graders are scary.

So, yes, Specs was both terrified and annoyed, e.g trying not to lose his mind.

"Dude, it totally wasn't your fault!" Boots laughed at Books, who held his head in his hands. "I mean, the guy apologized to you."

"But I shouldn't have been sleeping", Books mumbled, lifting his head to look at his best friend. "I can't believe I did that."

"Just let it go", Snipeshooter suggests, painting his nails. "It was an accident. The guy said so himself."

"Wait, what exactly happend?" Les turned his head to look at Books from his seat in the front. Specs rolls his eyes and continues driving. They still haven't realized it. "I never got the full story."

"That's because I didn't want to tell you", Books muttered, looking away.

"Books, I'm hurt."

"Good."

Les laughed, shaking his head. "Just tell me."

"No."

"He fell asleep in a plane and accidentally spilled his Mango Dragonfruit Lemonade on a complete stranger."

"Boots!"

Les raises a brow and tilts his head to the side. "You drink Mango Dragonfruit Lemonades?"

"That's what you got from that?!" Les shrugs and turns around, facing the front. Books rolls his eyes and looks out the window.

Specs pulled into the parking, finding a space and resting his car there. He sighed and looked at the boys, glancing at the ramps. "Get out."

Les, Books, Boots, and Snipeshooter raced to get out of the five seater, running to the trunk and grabbing their boards, then running to the main attraction of the park.

Specs leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes and taking advantage of the quiet. The ride over was only twenty minutes, and to be honest, the boys could have skated. Why didn't I just make them skate?

Oh, well, he thought, getting out of the car. They all would've missed curfew anyway.

Specs closed the car door and walked to the curb, watching the boys closely. He walked steadily, until he took one step and landed on a skateboard, losing his footing and falling onto the concrete.

"Ow!" He groaned as he heard someone shout, "Oh, my God! Are you okay?!" Specs decided to respond, "I'm fine" despite not knowing who- or what- had said that.

Honestly, the fall wasn't that bad. He probably scraped his hands a little- maybe a knuckle if he was that unlucky. He'd probably just have to clean his hands then move on with his day.

Specs sat up on the concrete, scraping the rocks off of his jeans. He looked around for his glasses, seeing nothing but blobs and blurs. Suddenly, a semi-clear hand landed in front of his vision, causing him to look up.

"I'm sorry", the guy says, what looked to be a sheepish smile on his face. "My board got in your way."

"It's fine", Specs smiles, grabbing his glasses and sighing when he put them on. Broken. "Accidents happen all the time."

"Um, yeah", the guy responds nervously. "I'm Ruben, but everyone calls me Romeo."

"A flirt, are you?" Specs took his glasses off, squinting at the shorter boy. "You look like a flirt."

Romeo chuckled. "How could you know?"

"I honestly don't know myself", Specs chuckled, smiling when Romeo laughed. For some reason, everything appeared more colorful than normal, but he wasn't wearing his glasses. Nothing is clear.

"Um", Romeo starts, looking away. "Do you have any extras? My brother used to wear glasses and he always had an extra pair."

"Yeah", Specs says, standing up. "They're in my car."

"Jesus", Romeo blushed, looking up at him, "you're really tall."

Specs chuckles, reaching a hand out. "I get that a lot."

Romeo, who stood at an outstanding five feet five inches, grabs his hand and walks him to his car.

They walk to Specs' car, the taller unlocking the it.  Of course, Romeo had to help Specs into the car so he didn't hit his head and slam his hand in the door, but they were nonetheless successful in their mission.

Specs placed the glasses on his face, blinking at all the colors. "Oh! Wow!"

"Yeah", Romeo beams, looking Specs in the eyes. "Soulmates."

"You knew?" Romeo nods, hoping Specs wouldn't be mad. "You're a really good actor."

"Thank you", Romeo chuckles, looking around. "The world's pretty, huh?"

"Yep", Specs says. "Not as pretty as you, though."

"Oh, my God", Romeo says, lightly punching Specs in the shoulder. "I'm supposed to be the flirt!"

"I'm taking that title from you", Specs laughs, looking up from his seat in the car. "Cutie."

"Oh, my God", Romeo mumbled, placing his face in his hands. He looked up and saw a bunch of kids running towards them. He looked at Specs who rolled his eyes when he saw the kids.

Specs rolled the passenger window down. "What do you want?"

"We got hungry", Snipeshooter says. "We also saw some short dude talking to you so we wanted to know what was happening."

"Hey!" Romeo face showed shock. "I'm not that short."

"Dude, I'm taller than you and I'm fourteen", Snipeshooter scoffs, looking at the twenty one year old. "You're short."

Romeo huffs, looking back at Specs, who smiled amusedly. "It's not funny."

"Anyway", Les interrupts, looking into the car, "can you give the guy your number so we can go to Wendy's? Or Morgan's?"

Romeo and Specs blush, the shorter digging into his pocket and handing a piece of paper to his soulmate. "Here."

"You just keep your number in your pocket?" Specs chuckled, shaking his head. "That's adorable."

"Whatever", Romeo's mutters, looking away with a smile on his face. "Just don't forget to call me."

Specs looked at the passenger and back seats of his car, seeing Les, Boots, Books, and Snipeshooter taking them up.

He looks back at Romeo after starting the car. "No promises", he winks, pulling out of the parking space and driving off, leaving a flustered mess of a flirt.

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I'm actually very uncomfortable with the idea of having nothing to finish but school work.

Writing a flirty Romeo is very difficult task and I have no idea why.

Anyway, this is Richard🐶