Post by Will Wright on Sept 19, 2007 21:29:50 GMT
Anton kept his head down as he trudged through the corridor. Students passed him every second but that didn't matter he was not in the mood to care for anyone. He bumped into someone. He looked up to see a pretty girl. She had mousey brown hair and green eyes. She was small and she had pale skin.
"Hey Mikayla, how's you?" Anton asked.
"I'm fine, how are you?" Mikayla smiled at him. Her teeth were an eye sore; they where like pearls.
"I'm fine. You up to neck in school work yet?" he led her down the corridor.
"Yep, Professor Nebula gave us a mountain high essay to do on how to control astral projection for tomorrow!" she sullenly told him.
"Ouch, I had him last year, he's hard but he's a very, very, very good teacher. He knows what he's doing and what he teaches and how he teaches it." Anton put his arm around her.
"Have you heard from mum or dad?" she asked changing the subject.
"No, which is odd," he admitted.
"Hmm. So how is Will doing?" she asked brightly.
Anton glared at her. "She's fine and she's none of your business!"
"No she's not , but you are," Mikayla countered.
"Don't use reverse psycology on me Mik. It didn't work when you were seven so it won't work on me now," he warned her.
"Fine," she huffed.
"Oh don't do that." he said getting fed up already.
"I can if I want too," she said angrily.
"You always were a spoilt brat. Always got her own way, always were the perfect one!" he looked at her resentfully.
"Darn tootin'." she snorted.
"Mikayla could you please move, I'm meeting someone very soon. So I need you gone,"
"Why? I f it's Will then I want to meet her. I want to meet the head of my group!" she tried.
"Fine you can meet her but then you have to go," Anton was getting thouroughly irritated by his sister.
"Oh come one,"
"No this is one time were you don't get everything," he said ferouciously.
"Oh, protective aren't we?" Mikayla tried to make fun of him. She recieved a shrp slap on the cheek.
"Don't," he was fit to burst with anger.
"I didn't do anything," Mikayla's eyes were filling up with tears from her burning cheek.
"Don't push your luck Mik," he looked over her shoulder looking out for Will. Mikayla slid down the wall.
Will rounded the corner from the staricase. She was meeting Anton in the main corridor in a few minutes or so and she had raced from the leaders room. She just rounded the corner when she saw him there already. She was about to walk on but she stopped. He was with someone. A girl someone.
Who was she?
What did she want?
What was she doing with him?
He wouldn't.
Would he?
No.
Will stayed hidden around the corner from him. She wanted to see what this girl's relationship with him was like. The all of a sudden he slapped her.
Will gasped and felt rage build up inside her. How could he do that?! He was usually so gentle and calm. How could he hit a girl?
Will was so outraged by this that she rounded the corner very quickly and pushed Anton out of her way. She got down on her knees and faced the girl.
"Are you okay?" she took her hand and placed it over the girl's cheek and the big read hand mark faded very quickly.
"No I'm fine, really," Mikayla stared at the girl consistently.
Will spun around to face Anton. He was looking at her as though she had said something that hurt him greatly.
"Why the hell did you hit her? What or who gave you the right to slap her like that?" she screamed at him.
"She was annoying me and I...I-"
"Anton I mean it. Why did you do it and stop stuttering like a baby. Spit it out!" she scorned him.
"Will you don't understand, she'll be fine, she's-"
"A girl. Didn't your mum ever teach you not to hit girls unless they really deserve it or if they're your sister or related to you in any way apart from being you mother or your aunt?" Will asked furiously.
"But she's my sister! Half sister anyway," Anton finally got it out.
"But that doesn't mean....she's your what?" Will slowed down.
"I'm his half sister. I'm Mikayla," the girl spoke up.
"Oh, oh." Will was embarrased.
"It's ok you didn't know," Anton helped her up.
"Yeah, um thanks." Will said quietly.
"So you must be Will. Nice to meet you. I'm in Carers too." Mikayla got up and introduced herself.
"Yes, that would be me. Will Wright, and nice to have you in my group!" Will said brightly.
"Pleasure to be in it," Mikayla said. "So have you two been going out long?"
"Mikayla-"
"No not very," Will cut Anton through mid sentence.
"Ahh, have you kissed properly yet?"
"I mean-"
"What do you mean by that?" Will was a bit slow on it.
"Have you snogged?" Mikayla twidled with a loose strand of hair.
"Right that's eno-" Anton was getting really annoyed.
"Yes we have." Will interrupted him yet again.
"Haha, see Anton? I told you she would tell me." Mikayla sneered.
"Right I've had enough with your annoying questions and your irritating ways. It's time for you to grow up!" Anton full on whacked her over the head with his file. She fell to the ground unconcious.
Will stared at the girl lying at her feet. She couldn't believe her eyes. She turned to face Anton again. She had a expression of shame and dissappointment on her face. Anton got that.
"Will I'm sor-"
"Anton just go," she said quietly.
"But-"
"Just get out of my sight,"
"Let me help you take her up to the hosp-"
"Anton, you're treading on dangerous waters here now leave," Will turned back to Mikayla.
"I prom-" but a picture flew of the wall and hit him on the back of the head. He obviously got the jist because when Will turned around again there was no one there except a broken frame.
"I can't believe him," she muttered and she healed Mikayla and brought her up the hospital wing for matron to do more.
"Hey Mikayla, how's you?" Anton asked.
"I'm fine, how are you?" Mikayla smiled at him. Her teeth were an eye sore; they where like pearls.
"I'm fine. You up to neck in school work yet?" he led her down the corridor.
"Yep, Professor Nebula gave us a mountain high essay to do on how to control astral projection for tomorrow!" she sullenly told him.
"Ouch, I had him last year, he's hard but he's a very, very, very good teacher. He knows what he's doing and what he teaches and how he teaches it." Anton put his arm around her.
"Have you heard from mum or dad?" she asked changing the subject.
"No, which is odd," he admitted.
"Hmm. So how is Will doing?" she asked brightly.
Anton glared at her. "She's fine and she's none of your business!"
"No she's not , but you are," Mikayla countered.
"Don't use reverse psycology on me Mik. It didn't work when you were seven so it won't work on me now," he warned her.
"Fine," she huffed.
"Oh don't do that." he said getting fed up already.
"I can if I want too," she said angrily.
"You always were a spoilt brat. Always got her own way, always were the perfect one!" he looked at her resentfully.
"Darn tootin'." she snorted.
"Mikayla could you please move, I'm meeting someone very soon. So I need you gone,"
"Why? I f it's Will then I want to meet her. I want to meet the head of my group!" she tried.
"Fine you can meet her but then you have to go," Anton was getting thouroughly irritated by his sister.
"Oh come one,"
"No this is one time were you don't get everything," he said ferouciously.
"Oh, protective aren't we?" Mikayla tried to make fun of him. She recieved a shrp slap on the cheek.
"Don't," he was fit to burst with anger.
"I didn't do anything," Mikayla's eyes were filling up with tears from her burning cheek.
"Don't push your luck Mik," he looked over her shoulder looking out for Will. Mikayla slid down the wall.
Will rounded the corner from the staricase. She was meeting Anton in the main corridor in a few minutes or so and she had raced from the leaders room. She just rounded the corner when she saw him there already. She was about to walk on but she stopped. He was with someone. A girl someone.
Who was she?
What did she want?
What was she doing with him?
He wouldn't.
Would he?
No.
Will stayed hidden around the corner from him. She wanted to see what this girl's relationship with him was like. The all of a sudden he slapped her.
Will gasped and felt rage build up inside her. How could he do that?! He was usually so gentle and calm. How could he hit a girl?
Will was so outraged by this that she rounded the corner very quickly and pushed Anton out of her way. She got down on her knees and faced the girl.
"Are you okay?" she took her hand and placed it over the girl's cheek and the big read hand mark faded very quickly.
"No I'm fine, really," Mikayla stared at the girl consistently.
Will spun around to face Anton. He was looking at her as though she had said something that hurt him greatly.
"Why the hell did you hit her? What or who gave you the right to slap her like that?" she screamed at him.
"She was annoying me and I...I-"
"Anton I mean it. Why did you do it and stop stuttering like a baby. Spit it out!" she scorned him.
"Will you don't understand, she'll be fine, she's-"
"A girl. Didn't your mum ever teach you not to hit girls unless they really deserve it or if they're your sister or related to you in any way apart from being you mother or your aunt?" Will asked furiously.
"But she's my sister! Half sister anyway," Anton finally got it out.
"But that doesn't mean....she's your what?" Will slowed down.
"I'm his half sister. I'm Mikayla," the girl spoke up.
"Oh, oh." Will was embarrased.
"It's ok you didn't know," Anton helped her up.
"Yeah, um thanks." Will said quietly.
"So you must be Will. Nice to meet you. I'm in Carers too." Mikayla got up and introduced herself.
"Yes, that would be me. Will Wright, and nice to have you in my group!" Will said brightly.
"Pleasure to be in it," Mikayla said. "So have you two been going out long?"
"Mikayla-"
"No not very," Will cut Anton through mid sentence.
"Ahh, have you kissed properly yet?"
"I mean-"
"What do you mean by that?" Will was a bit slow on it.
"Have you snogged?" Mikayla twidled with a loose strand of hair.
"Right that's eno-" Anton was getting really annoyed.
"Yes we have." Will interrupted him yet again.
"Haha, see Anton? I told you she would tell me." Mikayla sneered.
"Right I've had enough with your annoying questions and your irritating ways. It's time for you to grow up!" Anton full on whacked her over the head with his file. She fell to the ground unconcious.
Will stared at the girl lying at her feet. She couldn't believe her eyes. She turned to face Anton again. She had a expression of shame and dissappointment on her face. Anton got that.
"Will I'm sor-"
"Anton just go," she said quietly.
"But-"
"Just get out of my sight,"
"Let me help you take her up to the hosp-"
"Anton, you're treading on dangerous waters here now leave," Will turned back to Mikayla.
"I prom-" but a picture flew of the wall and hit him on the back of the head. He obviously got the jist because when Will turned around again there was no one there except a broken frame.
"I can't believe him," she muttered and she healed Mikayla and brought her up the hospital wing for matron to do more.
