A New Maid And A Beautiful Bachelor Don't Mix!

A New Maid and a Beautiful Bachelor Don't Mix! :[26]: A Night Out

I'm so sorry! please forgive me and my extremely late update!! I hate the fact that I haven't been on here as much and been keeping everyone waiting. Right now I'm going to ACC (Austin Community College) and have been making sure my grades stay up so I could have time to get the stories and chapters done.

For those who have just fanned me, thank you so much, and for those who have continued to support me and waiting, you have no idea how much you make my day!

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Even if I don't make a move  

I keep being swept away through the cracks of time  

I don't give a damn about anything around me  

I am me, and that's all there is.  

-Bad Apple  

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The clock ticks like a bomb, enabling us from moving as we try to think over the deafening sound. I wouldn't have minded the little noise, seeing it gave us a reminder that time was still moving despite the fact that we weren't. Yet, after a few minutes of harmless moving of the pointers and churning echoes of the gears, I found myself wanting to murder the grandfather clock.

Across from me, Dagan sat in his own personal hell. I couldn't tell what he was thinking, but seeing how he kept tapping his right foot and his dark brows were scrunch together seemed like a good indication that he wasn't in a happy mood about something. I also notice that he kept shifting his gaze over to a particular location, one that his twin was occupying at the moment.

I'm surprised with myself in the least. Half of me had expected myself to not be able to stand to be near Devin's presence, but for some odd reason it didn't bother me as much as it did a few days ago. Perhaps it was the fact he finally told me what happen, or that my grudge against him was finally fading away. I turn my head slightly, taking a glimpse over to Devin.

From the corner of my eye I can see Devin positioned beside a window, his misty blue eyes observing the gloomy day as silver droplets of water met the glass in a whimsical drumming. His hair wasn't held back today and a few stands rested upon her shoulder as he continues to stare out the window.  

At that moment I couldn't help but notice the difference between the two.

Unlike his twin, Devin was clam and content with his thoughts and spoke with a smooth, tranquil tone that could disarm even the most heated arguments. He tended to the negotiating type, at least that's how I used to remember him when we were together. He never liked fights much and would always try to find ways to avoid them or sort them out.

Dagan though, was the complete opposite. Instead of keeping his thoughts to himself, he freely expressed what was on his mind and at times, let his temper get the best of him. His voice was smooth like Devin's but it held more of a silver-tongue edge from years of probably persuading girls to run away from their goody ways or somehow getting out of certain situation.

Though we tend to bump heads from time to time, I couldn't help but feel myself somewhat enjoy our arguments.

Yet, this wasn't something I shouldn't be thinking about. Right now I find myself in a complex situation. It might seem like something I shouldn't be worried about, but for some reason the subject always tended to pop up when I was around the Myths.

'Plus, as of late I find myself having these thoughts ...' I reflected inside my mind, quickly stopping the sentence from progressing any further as I sighed inwardly. I didn't help the fact that I had such free time to think over such things, especially when others were not doing so well at the moment. I need to find a way to help Janet, as well as a way to help Jeremy. If it hadn't been for that bimbo that Janet had seen with Jeremy than none of this would have happened.