Tim POV
Kaida and the new girl- Maya, Tim thought- came back for seventh hour English covered in some strange foam. Maya looked like she'd had the time of her life in chemistry, while Kaida looked quite the opposite.
Maya sat next to Tim again for English, with no small amount of sudden fear in her eyes. He wasn't sure why, although Quentin had said at lunch that when she'd gone into Ms. Krystal's room, she'd been even more scared than Sora had been the first day of school.
Tim rubbed the patch on his cheek. Has she guessed? He wondered. But how? I haven't done anything...
No one other than Tim knew about his animus abilities, and honestly, he was better off that way.
He took out his notepad, flipped to an empty page, and, making sure nobody was watching him, began to write.
Writing was a hobby of his that nobody else quite understood. His mother, the owner of a book writing empire, had never really cared for any of her quadruplet sons, (Tim, Tavi, Colin, and Finley,) and they all knew it. Tim hoped that if he wrote a story good enough, then maybe, just maybe, his mother would notice him. Maybe she'd care.
That wasn't likely to happen, but hey, a boy can dream, can't he?
(Tavi, Colin, and Finley are Octopus (Octavian), Cerulean, and Fin.)
Welp. Last of the pre-written parts. There's gonna be so much chaos in update time now :3
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Human Wings of Fire
FanfictionI know everyone does this but I promise mine has some differences DISCONTINUED my writing styles gonna be too different if I try to continue this but I'll prolly write another thing with a similar general idea
