Aonung

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Stepping into science I spotted the Sully girl prancing around- a confused smile found it's way to my face. My eyes followed her around until she finally had chosen a seat right in the middle of the class room. I basically lived in the back row. Though the curiosity of wanted to know what Rotxo had done to her took over. Without even thinking I crammed myself into the seat left of hers.

"Hey Sully girl, you seem... happy ?" I didn't really know how to describe the way she looked besides stoned shitless.

"Oh, yeah I am !" The girls head stared to bobble up and down while responding. I leaned in just a little closer, letting my noise seek out what I was looking for. BINGO ! The addicting, recognizable odor was still lingering on her. My whole body went into shock as I thought about what this meant for Rotxo... he smoked with a random chick that he knew for all of 5 minutes ! For the usual stoner this wouldn't be shocking, but for Rotxo it was- he has always been paranoid about higher authority discovering his little 'hobby'. So why take the chance with her ? Once again, I just could help but wonder more...

" So... how was art with Rotxo ?"

Her face swiftly changed from carefree to frightened. At this point you could see her struggling to find the words- it was hilarious. Unintentionally I let out a large chuckle, which forced her to join in on it.

As we were sharing this moment I was unaware of the oldest Sully studying us. Yet somehow the girl just knew her brother was behind her. As they spoke, I took the opportunity to think up a way to befriend the older one. I mean he did look quite 'cute' trying to figure out the change in his sisters mood. WAIT ! No not cute, just odd- strange. Shit, that's the billionth time today I have found myself in an internal battle about him.

"You good Nathan ?" By now I had already learned that his name is Neteyam, but I figured something light could break the tension between us. Though, there was no response- okay, so I need to try an intenser response. I reached my arm across the row, finding my way to his shoulder, "Nathan ???"

"Dude my names Neteyam ! And what the fuck do you want ?" There it was again, that moody attitude that keeps drawing me in. Making me feel aroused and confused- like I wanted to keep him close. It was strange, it was different.

"Sorry... sorry." I threw my hands up, trying to convey that I was no threat to him.

As the class continued I kept stealing glances at him. The urge to not look away and pull him in close came up. I didn't know what was wrong with me, I simply couldn't refrain myself.

Without warning a stern voice ripped me away from Neteyams trance, "Aonung is there a reason for your staring at Mr. Sully ???" Shit- I could see everyones eyes staring at me with confusion. Fortunately I had become quite the master at quick responses, "I was just daydreaming." I shrugged off my words trying to make my lie seem as convincing as possible.

"Ummm." Mr. Apa started to continuously stare deep into my soul. Trying to find uncertainty within my words. To his slight surprise, I showed none. I sat there glaring back at him with all the confidence in the world. He soon became bored with trying to figure me out- like I just wasn't worth the effort.

I kept fighting with my subconscious about the past 6 hours. Neteyam had started to burrow his way deep in my thoughts- occupying all of them.
The way his smile was soft, how he would stare at me with a curious look, his nature to protect his siblings,... NO STOP AONUNG ! What is wrong with me today ? This question kept popping up again and again.

"RING, RING !!!" Finally, my saving grace. I threw my bag over my shoulder and elbowed through the crowd. I always loathed the way it stank during passing- like pure BO.

"Bezzz." I felt a subtle shake coming from my left pocket. I held my body close as I slowly grabbed my phone and pushed the screen close towards my face. The bright screen hitting my eyes so intensely caused small ripples in my vision. As an immediate response I started rapidly blinking. My walking became unstable but I knew I had to move forward. The little ripples became smaller and smaller as I squeezed my large frame through the mountains of bodies. I squinted my eyes while reading the text:

Dad:

Tonowani- "I have to work late tonight. Your mother is taking my car and I'll need your car. So you have ride with Rotxo and Tsireya. Sorry son."

A large sigh passed through my lungs- the annoying message only left me growing to hate today. Then the thought that was stored in the depths of my mine managed it's way to the front- I still needed to put my swim hours in. That meant going to the beach and surfing from 3-6p.m. Normally surfing would help calm my mind and take the pain away, but today just wasn't it.

I reluctantly moved myself through the hallway, heading straight towards the main office. It was there I spotted Rotxo and Tsireya waltzing out the front.

"Hey Ro, I need to ride home with you guys- dad needs my car tonight." Unintentionally, anger appeared behind my words. Rotxo's uplifted face slightly dropped at my tone, my face fell into a pathetic puppy dog look. Pity filled his eyes, "O- yeah dude, plus I got somethin to tell you two..." The pity left while saying his words- I knew it was about Kiri.

"Thx man." The three of us started our walk towards the car. With Rotxo about burst out of his skin.

"Rotxo- what's up with you ???" Tsireya eyed him trying not to seem desperate.

"Well..."

"Oh- it's about how he skipped art to smoke with Kiri." My siblings eyes went larges, jaws dropping. By Ro's reaction I knew I was right.

"How did you even... did Kiri tell you or somethin ?"

"It was kinda obvious when I saw her in science."

"OMG Ro, what the fuck is wrong with you !" Tsireya words sounded heated, while her body language stayed playful- lightly pushing Rotxo.

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This chapter took me sooooo long cause I'm sick plus have had to work sooo much. So I'm just exhausted but I hope u enjoyed 😘.

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