Tainted By Love

4. polar opposites

Fiery and strong willed Timber wasn't looking where he was going, but it soon hit him as he clashed right into Simon Weathers.

Simon: hey! Watch it!
Timber: woah, my bad
Simon: who the hell are you? I'm pretty sure that's not dress code.

Simon was staring down the leather jacket taht hung from Timbers shoulders. Sleak and studded, he had always worn it whenever he rode his bike. Thinking nothing off it he rolled his eyes and smiled at the elegant tall teen.

Timber: I'm Timber, nice to meet you too. Don't worry I'll change after I get my ID. You can watch if you want?

Simon turned a bright red as Timber shot him a wink and disappeared towards the counter. Turning on his heels however, simon caught his arm.

Simon: Simon, weathers. Tell the lady you know me and she'll actually do her job.

With a nod and a laugh Timber jogged up to the front desk and Simon shot one last smile to Syril who he caught a glance of out of his peripheral vision. Syril returned a kind smile while fixing his ID and turned to go meet Timber.

The rain was heavy on his shoulders as Simon sat on a bench outside, the soggy clothes hugged his figure as he fiddled with the hem of his sleeve. Droplets of blackened blood seeping out from under his sleeve as he glanced around nervously.

Luckily no one had noticed but Simon had to find a bathroom, quick. Standing up he took off towards the main campus, head down as he nervously glanced around. The pressure Simon had taken from his bloodline was fatal.

And now it had started to surface. The bathrooms were clean cut to perfection and lined with lights. Heavy sighs and laboured breathing was all that could be heard as Simon struggled with his bandages.

Simon: that should hold... for now.