I felt like I was, flying? I was too tired to open my eyes. But I only heard wings flapping, and felt.. No ground!I opened my eyes, I was in the air! "Oh my god I'm flying!" "Good morning, Cynthia. Sleep well?" "Well, it depends if I'm on the ground! If I ain't, then there is definitely a problem!" I looked at the person who was making me fly, a boy.
He has an eyepatch, he has dark blue hair, and had.. Butterfly wings. He chuckled at my little rampage, "Afraid of heights, are we?" "W-what?! No!" He chuckled again.
"My name is Matthew." "You seem to have an..original name." In sudden realization, "Wait, how the hell do you know my name?!" He laughed softly.
"I just know." "... Stalker much?" He blushed. "Um.. I'm not a stalker.. You found me, and I knew a lot about you, without even with you talking." I gasped,
"You were with me in the classroom! You landed on the fire alarm! And you made fire appear! And! And!.." Matthew shakes his head. "I didn't do that, but I made the alarm sound, because safety.
"Alarming everyone to head to safety but you kept looking at me, as if you were hypnotized," "But.. I didn't hear the fire alarm..?" I said, confused.
"Oh no.. I'm so sorry.." I felt bad that I made him think it's his fault, I should've known better.. So I hugged him, not caring that my arms and legs burned.
Matthew hugged me back soon afterwards. "I'm sorry, Cynthia.." "It's not your fault, Matthew, I forgive you." I didn't notice that we were on the ground, so I pulled back and looked at my arms.
"I'm sorry, Cynthia.." I smiled, "Don't be. It's okay."
I felt bad on what I did to Cynthia.. But, she's not really complaining, she would be crying, but she's not. Cynthia is really strong.
"Don't be. It's okay." I looked down, hugging myself, it's so cold, I put my wings around me, I shivered.
She asks if she could be in here, with my wings around us, I obliged, then she hugged me, she's really warm! I hugged her back, feeling the warmth of her hugging me.
I blushed, we've been in this pose for a while..but I'm still cold.. But it's wrong..
I sigh softly, "Anything wrong Matthew?" "Huh? Oh no. I'm warm now, thank you for the hug." "No prob bob" "My name's not Bob.." She giggled, "Figure of speech" I was confused, "Figure of speech..?" "If you knew me for a while, didn't you actually even stop to pay attention to my teacher teaching..?" "Nope." She laughed softly.
"Dumb butt" I blush. "I'm not dumb or a butt.." she giggles again. "Never mind." Her laugh and giggle is simply adorable. 'Wait.. what am I saying?! Oh my goodness..no no no..I just barely met her, well, not really..I met her, well, "stalked her"
'which is wrong, I would not stalk a pretty lady like Cynthia.' I blush, 'what in the world..?' "Um..Matthew? You're lookin kinda red there buddy.. You okay?" I bounced back into reality.
"Huh, what? Oh.. Y-yeah I'm okay." "Okaaaay...?" I chuckled nervously.
I hold her hand, "We should get you home, Cynthia.." she blushed, and held it, "Okay.." she sighs sadly, but I didn't notice.'Here we go.. Let the "adventure" begin..'
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A "Day" To Remember
Mystère / ThrillerCynthia is an average girl with a normal life, until one school-day afternoon..