masterpiece//muke au

01. Time of War - The Vantage

"Looking at you now, so happy, so young, so beautiful."

Michael Clifford wakes up 20 minutes before school starts and stumbles across his floor to the bathroom.  He can hear his little sister, Briar, singing along to a One Direction song in the room next to his and can't help but smile.  His mirror is streaked with water and hair dye but he can still see his reflection, black hair, pale skin and green eyes.  As he brushes his teeth he plays with the septum ring in his nose, admiring how it looks on his face. 

            Michael can hear his mother telling him to "hurry his ass up!" from outside the bedroom door and decides it's best to get dressed and get out of the house as soon as possible.  Although Michael's room is always a mess, his closet is the exact opposite.  All of his clothes hung by color, and his shoes in a neat row on the floor.  He grabs a Thrasher hoodie and struggles to pull up his black way-to-tight-ripped skinny jeans.  He almost forgets to put on socks before shoving his high-top vans onto his feet and sprinting down the stairs. 

            Claire, his mother, watches him with amused eyes from the doorway and shoves a granola bar and a stick of deodorant in her oldest sons hand, knowing he forgot both.  She waves goodbye to her children and starts on with her day.

                        ...

            Michael and his sisters pull up to their school and start walking towards the door, the Clifford's may be inseparable but they are as opposite as siblings can get.  Scarlette, Michael's twin sister groans next to him and takes a sip from the biggest cup of coffee he has ever seen.

            Her dark red hair is pulled into a very messy bun on the top of her head and she almost hits Michael a thousand times with her keys as she swings them around her small finger.  She's wearing athletic shorts and a Harvard University hoodie, her feet covered by worn out black Nikes.  She runs track and is on the swimming team, Michael flinches at the thought of physical activity. 

            On his other side, Briar is walking proudly a few steps a head of her seventeen-year-old siblings.  Her blonde curly hair is hanging down her back effortlessly and Michael knows she's the prettiest Clifford sibling out of the three.  She looks just like their mother, while Mikey and Scarlette got their looks from their father.  She has a pink sweater covering the top half of her body, a pretty lace black skirt around her waist.  Her dirty white Converse are tied in perfect little bows on her feet. 

            The trio walks through the set of doors together; Scarlette and Michael hug their fourteen-year-old sister before heading into different directions.

                        ...

            Michael walks into class three minutes late and the teacher says nothing, knowing that Michael is a senior and giving him a break.   He sits in his normal seat towards the back and takes out his sketchbook, ready to start drawing as soon as possible.  As soon as Mrs. Davenport gives the okay, Michael puts his earphones in and immediately starts to get lost in his art. 

            Approximately fifteen minutes later, Michael feels a slight tap on his shoulder.  He turns his focused eyes away from his paper to see a small boy sitting next to him.   He yanks a headphone out and turns the music off to hear the boy properly, wondering how long he's been sitting there. 

            "Hey, what do you need?" Mike asks, giving the boy a small smile. 

            "Oh, I'm Luke, I'm new here and the teacher put me next to you, I mean I could move or something I'm sure she won't mind moving me if you don't want me here, or I could just sit and not talk, I don't know whatever you want, Oh, I'm Luke by the way, did I already say that or-" Luke is cut off by Michael laughing and shaking his head.

            "No need to move, sweetheart, I don't mind you sitting here one bit."  Luke's cheeks go bright red at the name Michaels just called him, nodding his head vigorously.  "Oh, and I'm Michael, Michael Clifford."

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Word Count : 749

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