Who was he?

Meeting Him

It had been a few day since Aaron had been dropping me off and now it was time for me to start going there by myself. I don't want to but I can't stay a child and a burden forever.

I walk towards the gate of the society to see a boy with platinum blond hair, he looked my age. Once I got a good look at him I saw his Icy blue eyes. He also had a violin case like me so I asked him, " Do you go to the academy too?"

He looked over and nodded. I smiled and extended my hand for a handshake, " Me too. I'm Noah Leventis. You?" He took my hand, "Mnemon." and with that we shook hands. "Would you like to walk to the academy together?" He nods.

As we walked, we talked about trivial things, well more like I talked and he listened. Mnemon was a boy of few words. As we entered the academy we had to separate ways, hew as in the beginners class.

After class we met at the gate again. We walked back home together again, talking. During the walk back home we decided we'll walk to the academy together from now on. We fixed the time to meet at 4 p.m., everyday.

After I got home I freshened up and after some time mom called us down for lunch. We all took our seats and the first question of the daily talks was aimed at me, "Were you ok going to the academy by yourself?" Aaron might not show it but he deeply cares for me given my timid nature. "I didn't go there myself. I found another boy that goes there at my time, we walked there together." Aaron looks a little surprised at my cheerful nature, I wonder why. "You already made a friend? How come I didn't see him when I used to drop you off?" 

"It was his first day today. And yes, I made a friend why is that so shocking?" Everyone looks interested in the matter, "It's just you never make friends so fast. I'm happy that you did though. What's his name?" I answered, " Mnemon " This time my mom felt the need to join in, "An interesting name. It means memory in Greek. He must be a child true to his name since he made friends with you on the first day, this will surely make him a memorable person for us."

After that conversation flowed around the table. Nothing I really focused on. After dinner I went to my room and as I laid in bed I thought about what Aaron and mom said. It's a first that I made friends with someone I just met. The surprise on everyone's face when I told them was reasonable, and that is when I didn't tell them I was the one who initiated this friendship. I don't know what is so special about Mnemon that I felt the need to talk to him. What was so special in him that made me a chatterbox when I was always such a quiet child?

My questions were never answered as I drifted off to sleep.

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Hey lovelies,

Tell me how you think it is till now. I don't know why but whenever I write this I am reminded of the other stories I have read like this.

When I think about those other stories. I feel like the idea is good but when put into proper words feels not good enough. I don't know what I am missing but the way I write just doesn't feel good. If anyone of you could point it out, it'd be appreciated.

Author-chan,
Demeter.