A Flight to Your Heart

Arthur POV

Arthur

I looked at the clock that was in my nightstand next to my bed.

6:45 am

Now's a good time as any to get up. I swear, if it wasn't for Sol, I would never get up in the morning.

Now, dont you get me wrong, I love swimming practices. Its the only sport I don't completely suck at. I have zero hand-eye cordination, so playing other sport is nearly impossible. Yet, I still need to do some sort of exercise.

I still considered practices to be a little early. School started at 8:30, so practices started at 7:00. Its pretty early. Yet again, if I had it my way, I wouldn't get up till noon.

I grabbed my bag and made my way to the kitchen. As always, my parents had made breakfast. Oatmeal. Yuck. Since my parents were doctors, they often left really early in the mornings, and came home late. Somehow, they always had time for me. I'm an only child, their "greatest and biggest treasure" as they always like to put it.

I put my earphones on and blasted music while I ate. I checked my phone to see the time and, crap, its almost 7:00

I swallowed what was left in the now almost empty bowl of oatmeal and made my way to my car

I got to school and ran my way to the swimming area. I saw a familiar blonde unpacking her stuff and tarting to stretch

"Wow, Arthur. Suprisingly, youre just in time" Solei said as she saw me

"Well, I try" I answered, mockingly.

"Come on, then! Time for practice"