April's humble abode of an apartment was quite the masterpiece. We climbed up the old brown staircase quietly, as to not wake up our next door neighbors who live here. Creekings were heard as we stepped onto the floorboards. The sound of it, gave me the chills, making me aquiver with fright. And this feeling is something uncomfortable to reminisce about. It was as if we were in some Lou Jitzu movie, walking up the stairs to our doom. At least, our encounter wasn't by some dude but April's apartment room itself. Glad to be here, to be exact. A safe place for me to gather my thoughts while I'm still walking and alive.
As soon as we came upon April's room number, 639, April took out her jangling, silver keys to her dorm. Insert, turn and click! She does, as her firm hand went with the key and knob.
"Sorry about my room though, it's quite messy. University and all. Man life these days are harsh! Hehe..." She says before she hovered her hand on the knob to her wooden brown door. As she nervously chuckles she finally opens the door to her room and lets me in.
I was aghast by the size of her room. It was huge I thought it was a mansion! Messy, my foot! It looked like she had gone on so much adventures and whizzbang! She seemed to have some photos of them but I didn't look into it or else that would be popping her space bubble. Her room had lots of interesting devices and contraptions. A black TV hung above her head, a healthy green plant hung next to it, huge brown cubicle shelves lined one quarter to the left side of her wall hanging, another mini shelf cubicle hung under the TV, bed underneath, papers, bags, bat and clothes scattered across the floor, a laptop left open to a tab, journaling schedules pinned to the wall in front of her desk, another plant but bigger sat on the floor right next to her desk, a mechanical fan was sitting on top of it, Chemistry, Biology, Math, English, Art and etc homeworks and journalism papers, cluttered across her desk, her floorboard in this room was shiny despite the clutter on top of it. Lots of things were cluttered including headphones, video game consoles and a speaker and other cool stuff that I didn't even know existed!
"Y-yeah...messy..."
"Messy? This is creative!" I squealed with joy.
From April's point of view, I looked like a cave girl just fawning about everything in this clutzy room as if seeing things for the first time. And let's just say, I've been cooped up in very serious situations that I didn't have that much freedom outside many home circle...until now. But boy was I glad that I've escaped my father, for two reasons: One, I had to find out why did he want to sell me that easily, what's in those three boxes, what in the world is happening, what dumb-dumb shindig did my family get into, did my family have a fight with someone resulting us having to be confined to the underground shelters? And second, to explore the world. Pretty much just that.
"Um, you okay?" April asked.
I paused in my tracks in fangirl-ville and turned around to face her right away, turning my smiling childish face, to a very serious one setting my tone along with my mood of emotionless passion but not without a few sweat drops to hide my flushed cheeks with embarrassment. So I thought of a non-sequiter.
"Ahem! Anyways, y-you know Cassandra?" I asked, trying to make a pose to act cool with half-lidded eyes, then leaned onto her couch next to me, while rubbing my neck, having an awkward smile on my face, "Yeah, she told me she was going to explain herself to me about what is going on here, especially about this city's mystic mutant problem."
"Ah! Funny thing, she doesn't like to explain stuff to strangers. She would rather talk to people she thinks, who have a good vibe going. Or, whenever she wants to apparently."
I blinked my eyes in shock and confusion, "What? What was that supposed to mean?" I cocked an eyebrow.
April just shook that thought off and answered me with a smooth calm voice, "Look, she brought you here so that you can know anything about everything..." then she mumbled the last part, "I don't know if you get it but-"
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Midnight Maiden (rottmnt Donatello x Fae)
Fanficrottmnt Donatello x Fae ~ Metamorphosis can also relate to life. How a young child thought she was saving the world, but only to realize, once she came of age, she became horrified of her father. She ran away from home but knew that he will try to f...
