Pov Russil (silvarra)
The sound of birds chirping is such a nice sound and it's even better when it's accompanied with the sunlight, fluttering through the window. It's so calming and so peaceful. Unless you stayed up all night playing video games and you then realize it's the first day of school. I check my phone and it's 5:46.... "shit-Fuck" the only word I can voice as I jump out of my bed. I didn't even get to save.
I rush to the bathroom and start my routine. You know the classic shower, piss, brush teeth, and wash face again to make sure you are awake. Yeah, all of that, except for the shower part. Don't judge. Right now I don't have time to shower, or to deal with your hygiene standards.
It's now 6:10 and I start to rush downstairs. I see a blond mop of hair just before I make it though, as I almost run into my older brother. His name is Lincoln, we call him Linny or Link based on his favorite character from a video game. He reacts just in time and jumps back away from the stairs, I do a quick nod and rush past him. I run into the kitchen and see my other brother unpacking some of the cooking wares. He looks back at me as I go to the cabinet above the fridge and grab a poptart,The cinnamon kind. The best kind in my opinion.
"Hey Bonnard, do you think you can pick me up after you are done?" I say, as I pop my pop tart into the toaster and dig into the fridge. "Maybe if Lincoln gets out of the aquarium less than 10 minutes after I get there" Bonnard replies, shrugging.
I get the milk and look for a glass, at this point I'm scared to look at the time. I find a glass and pour milk into it, my mouth drooling everywhere as the sweet and cinnamon tasting pastry pops out of the toaster. I grab it but not after a few fingers being sacrificed.
"Hey, um, Rus... you do know it's only 6:15? Calm down." Linny says.
"Oh wait, really? Thank god, I can actually savor this" remark while attempting to grab the hot poptart.
Lincoln looks at me confused while I stare at my poptart. I eye my very hot poptart, already drooling. I blow on it, hoping to cool it down faster. I end up picking it up anyways. I break off a piece and dunk it into the milk before taking a bite.
My brothers both look at me like they haven't seen me do this a hundred times over. Lincoln scowls at me, his blue eyes shooting daggers at me behind a couple of his blond hairs. He then grabs one of my poptarts and eats it, burning his tongue in the process of eating the stolen poptart before running out the door. I finish my poptart and chase after him. He is already down the street and I don't have time for that.
So I run to my bus stop. You know cause I am having a crap morning, of course the bus is packed. I always hated going on buses in New York, you think now I am in a small town you wouldn't think that I had to deal with this again.
Standing in front of some pink haired chick who keeps looking up at me, she seems confused about something. I don't pay her any mind though, but I do see she has a couple of 'Chronicles of Endstale VI: Retribution' (AU: this comes in later) pins on her bag. I make a mental note of how the bus is moving while on the way. And just to make sure i even take note of some things to use as landmarks. The bus stops near the school as me and the girl both get off. She nearly falls but I help her before she trips and hurts herself.
"I guess living with Linny has its benefits, who would have thunk it" I mumble under my breath as I let go of her. She looks at me surprised I reacted so fast and mumbles a small "thanks" to which I nod.
I walk next to her and the silence is awkward, at least for me it is. I look over at her and smile. "Hi, my name is Silvarra (silv-are-a), what's yours?" I say in a happy tone, not actually happy just not wanting it to seem weird
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Daily life of an OC
Teen Fictionwhat happens when you forget something not so important, or dont pay attention to side characters.... well a book like this happens. welcome to my garbage fire story, and reduce expectations to 0
