*Hi, I don't know who this cutie is but he suits how I want Hayton to look. *
-Wednesday of the 4th week-
Hayton's pov;
As I stretched my long legs after my 2o minute drive to school, I breathed in the clean crisp air surrounding me.
Bringston was a small but well developed town in Abbletow. With its evergreen trees and beautifully dark blue mountains , the town was famous for camping trips and hikes. The lake , Clear Skies that ran off towards the mouth dropping waterfall Clear Drops added to the towns assets. I love it here. Sora and I had all our memories here. Both sad and happy.
At the though of Sora, His "incident" brought a frown to my face. For the entire week Sora had been acting off. More off than before. He didn't come to school yesterday, texting me to tell me he had the flu. When i said I'd come over to check on him He practically begged me not to come. I hope he's better and can make it today.
Letting out a big yawn , not bothering to cover it up , I made my way sluggishly towards my locker. As I did I passed Sora's locker which was two before my own. Frowning I stared at his locker. He wasn't there. Sora was always early. Always. Was the flu that bad? When we talked on the phone his voice did sound gruff and raspy . Did it get worse ?
"If you glare anymore I think holes are gonna start to appear."
Blinking out of my train of thoughts I looked up to hulking figures. Now by no means am I short. I'm 5'7, but when compared to a giant like Gust and Greg you cant help but feel short.
Urgh. Tall people.
Rolling my eyes , I turned to them. " Good morning to you too" I grumbled.
Gust just smirked while Greg smiled warmly.
Glancing around he asked " Where's Sora? Is he still sick?"
Sighing I said " I was just about to ask you that. I thought maybe he was with you."
"Clearly not" Gust smirked again. Ugh. What the hell is with this dude. Since we met all he's been doing is giving me smirks and snarky comments.
Giving him the middle finger , which only caused him to smirk some more, I pulled out my phone and dialed Sora's number. The phone rang out and worry started to settle in the pit of my stomach.
Greg probably seeing the worry on my face started to mimick my expression. I redialed him once more.
Shaking my head i looked at them. "Hes not picking up"
"Maybe he doesn't want to speak to you " said the brilliant Gust with his ever smirking face. God I wanted to punch him.
"I'll try" Greg said quickly. But it was the same. Sora wasn't answering. Even Gust wasn't smirking anymore.
"Maybe his phone died?" Greg said hopefully.Just as i was about to answer the bell rung . Dammit.
"I would go check on him now,but I have a quiz right now " I sighed looking around in frustration.
"WE have a quiz" reminded Greg. Oh yeah, he's in our class.
"I would go but...Ive got Mr.Crossir , no explanation needed there." Gust stated. I grimaced. Mr. Crossir was that one irritating cranky old teacher that found a problem with you breathing.
" We'll check back on him after school. " Greg said.
Gust nodded and then sent a wink in my way before lazily walking to his class. I stared at him horrified.
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