Fates Design

Rune

A/N SURPRISE!!! You get an extra special POV today because B.C. AKA therebel777 decided she wanted more of Rune

I watched the guys as they ordered food from a variety of shops in the mall as I thought over the encounter with Quinn's best friend and the mysterious girl with her. I never paid much attention to the girls in school before, they were all the same. They all saw my looks and my bad boy persona and were instantly crowding around, preening themselves for my attention. Not this new girl though. She intrigued me. Instead of forcing herself on me she simply stated I 'looked earthly' whatever that meant.

"-ne? Hello, earth to Rune!?" I blinked back into reality to find Quinn staring at me.
"Back off dude." I snapped, shoving him away.
"Calm down man, you just spaced out. You alright?"
"What it to you? Round up the guys, we're going back to practice."
Quinn gave me another questioning look but walked off nonetheless to gather the boys, giving me time to think about the girl.

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Practice was an absolute disaster. I wanted to punch every single one of these nut jobs. They ran across the field like little girls playing tag, not one of them seemed to take it seriously. The moment we were back in the locker rooms I slammed my fist against one of the lockers, leaving a fist sized dent in the metal.

"What the heck was that!? Are you all terrified mice or something?!?" I growled, turning my glare to meet the gaze of each boy individually.
As team captain it's my job to make sure each of them out in their best, at this point I'm pretty sure a pack of dogs could do better than them.
"Rune we're all just tired. Maybe you should-"
"MAYBE YOU SHOULD SHUT UP RYAN!!! I am team captain which means I say what we should and shouldn't do. Got it!?"

A chorus of 'yes Wolf' filled the locker room.
"No more ditching. Any of you, clearly everyone could use some more training. If I find out anyone ditches, they're no longer apart of the team." I spun around and marched out, ignoring their chatter as it slowly began to fill the locker room.

I pulled my leather jacket on and hopped onto my motorcycle, my anger surrounding me in a thick blanket only a smooth ride on my bike could pull off. I started it up and pulled out of the parking lot, heading towards the edge of town.

I came to a stop just outside the towns city limits, the sight of the familiar boxcar doing nothing but reminding me of how sucky my life is. I sighed heavily and climbed in to what Ive called my home for the last ten years. A small basket with bread, peanut butter, homemade jam and some cash caught my eye in the corner beside the pile of ropes I used as a pillow. A small smile found its way onto my face as I sat beside it.
"Oh Valery. You crazy old lady." I shook my head with a chuckle and made myself a sandwich for dinner.

Valery is an old lady who found me shortly after I started living here and we instantly became friends. She's like the grandmother I never had. Whenever she could she'd come over, leave me some food and cash and never expect anything back. If anyone asks I'll never admit it, but I love her. She's the only one I'll ever be soft for.

My mind wandered back to the girls at the mall, I couldn't really care less about Quinn's girl, the other one is the one who seems to have completely taken over my thoughts. Her purple hair went nicely with her olive skin and her purple eyes seemed to glow as she stared at me. They were obviously contacts, but still unique regardless. I scowled and took a bite of my sandwich, forcing her out of my mind.