A War With Warspite 3

Chapter 13: Backstory

Hi guys! I've ran out on title images, so, here you go. Pet Russian. Anyway, I'm trying my hardest to make this story my longest. Here's the math: we need to beat 19 (Because the last two chapter updates don't count). I have three last chapters planned. That brings us up to 16. That means, we need four more chapters. Two of them might be fillers, and I can probably stretch the final battle for the wisdom cube into three chapters. I don't know, we'll see how it goes. Anyway, make sure to vote and comment, I haven't got any notifications in like a week. :(. Also, subscribe! Bye! https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC9DMWZ4z4R06bFgyJ7i2DMQ

Both Warspite and Oron were in Oron's bedroom. No-one said a word. There was really nothing to be said. Oron bounced a ball against his wall, and back into his hand. It was the only sound that was in the room. Oron was sitting on his bed, like usual, and Warspite was on the chair. 

Both of there mind's tried to come up with a solution to the lack of sound, but were failing. The only real thing to take about would be about the war, but they had already talked about that a lot. 

Warspite remembered when she first saw Oron, he was in an alley way. She hadn't thought much of it, but now she was dying to know the answer. 

'Hey, Oron, why were you in that alley way? The first time we met.' Warspite asked. Oron caught his ball, but didn't throw it. 

'It's a long story.' He said simply. There was more silence for a moment or two. Oron didn't throw his ball again, so that told Warspite she should continue talking. 

'Well, we have time.' She said. 

Oron only sighed and shifted into a better position. 

'Well, where do I start?' He asked. 

'At the beginning would be nice.' Warspite said jokingly with a smile. 

Oron glanced over to her. 

'I was thinking about that.' He said. He turned back to the plain white wall. 

'Well, I'll just come out and say it. I never had many people who, I guess were around me.' He started. Warspite nodded. 

'My parents were always doing something, and people at school didn't really talk to me. That parts my fault, because I never really went up and talked to strangers. But, maybe if my parents were around they could have taught me those skills.' Oron continue dot explain.

Warspite just remained silent. She didn't know where this was going. 

'But, eventually, Cal came up to me and we started hanging out and stuff. But, he was very popular and was always out with someone else. We were rarely together.' He paused for a moment. 

Warspite was still listening. She nodded. 

'So, in short, not many people who cared about me were around me. I mean, they cared about me, but they weren't around. So, I was still lonely.' Warspite noticed that it was getting harder and harder for him to speak. 

She didn't want him to stop though, because she never knew when she could bring this up again, without it being awkward.

'So, my solution was to find a place where nobody else knew where I was. If I felt lonely, I would just go there.' He said. Warspite nodded.

(A/N Sorry if I'm spreading this out too much. I just didn't have another idea for this chapter, so I want it to take up around 800-900 words so, then I can call it a day)

'No-one knew where I was most of the time, because I'd always be there. I think that left a negative impression on people. So, that's when I saw you, I wanted to act happy, and to make a friend.' He finished. 

There was silence for around five seconds. Warspite smiled. 

'Well, it obviously worked.' She said. But, she thought he was finished. He wasn't really.

'And, that's also why, I really don't want you to leave. If you go, them who will I turn to?' He asked. Warspite thought for a moment. 

'Well, there are two ways to get out of this. Either, one, you continue to make friends with your attitude like you did for me. Or, you already have a friend! Cal seemed to of moved closer to you during this time. Plus, what about that time you went out with a group of friends?' She asked. 

'Well, first of all, most of those people in that group have left it now, and the one's that are still there, aren't really around that much. And second of all, most people in high school are already with other people. If I join now, I'll look like a wierdo.' He explained. 

More silence. 

'Well, what about Cal?' Warspite asked. 

'He has been hanging out with me a lot more, but I think that's because of you. We coincidentally met on the day you came, and I told him about you. He wanted to know more and so he stuck around.' Oron explained. 

Warspite stood up. 

'Well, talk to him about it. Ask him. Nothing will happen if you don't do anything!' Warspite said. Oron nodded. 

The two of them continued to talk for a large portion of the day. At that moment, nothing seemed to bother them. 

A/N Hi guys! It's me again. So, my apologies if I sound needy, but, you guys haven't been commenting or voting here. I don't know if there's something wrong, if I'm being too observant or if your mad at me. I don't know. I just noticed and wanted to tell you guys. It's not like I'm begging for fame, but I just want to make sure you guys know. 

Anyway, with that out of the way, I really am working hard on this story. I'm pretty sure part four is a go, but then again, I'm not so sure. So, thanks for reading! Stay safe, don't die on me -That would be very sad- and I hope to see you next time! Bye! https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC9DMWZ4z4R06bFgyJ7i2DMQ