"Okay, Mikky, you've missed out on a lot, so i'm expecting hard work!" thr teacher points at me, i nod and continue working, writing notes and finishing tasks to the best of my ability, i wish i had more lessons with Lorrenzo, but i only have art with him, yes, i picked art, and P.E. aparently Lorrezno is a star pupil in all of his lessons, but right now i'm in economics class, next i have physcology and then i have Math, Art and P.E. after, two hours with Lorrenzo in lesson, and then i also get to walk back with Lorrenzo too.
a loud noise shocks me out of my daze, looking again and finding the teachers ruler slaped against my dest, "sorry, sir!" i say and he hums while i get back to powering through unfinished work.
"where were you for two weeks anyway?" he asks, crouching down to my level, i gulp.
"uh-um i wasn't well, Sir-" um... "the first week i spent most of in the hospital, but they told me to go home on bed rest, i tried to do as much work as possible when i was able to so i guess this isn't as bad as it would have been!" i explaind calmly, my heart speeding up, i'm panicking right now.
"what was wrong with you then?" he asks and i look down.
"i don't know, Sir, it's been happening since i was a kid, it's calmed down a bit now but as a child i slept through weeks and i'd wake up and have not remembered those weeks, my Uncle was the first to bluntly tell me what it was and aparently i'd have a doctor there trying to make me better or even wake me up but their trying to find a medicine for it but the most of them just make it worse and sometimes trigger it which is why i had two weeks off and not one like usual!" i explain calmly and softly, but clearly so he understands. i'm relieved when he nods, giving a slight hum in understanding.
"well, i hope they find a cure then, it would be a shame to have to call your parents over you missing lessons!" my heart stops at this, "you okay? you went really pale!" he says as he was about to get up, i nod.
"yep, fine!" i say quickly and he narrows his eyes in suspicion.
"okay then!" he says unsurely and walks around while i continue with my work, doing my very best not to think about his words.
i sit down in my seat once i get into the Art room, i pull out my necassery things from my bag and open the book up to the page i was last at before continuing with my work, "Milky!" i blink, snapping out of the zone i was in to find Lorrenzo's hand on my shoulder, "are you okay?" he asks worriedly and i narrow my eyes in confusion.
"yeah, why, is everything okay?" i ask, did something happen? did i do something wrong?
"i've been try to get your attention for a while now, you completely ignored me!" he says sounding hurt, i go slightly pale.
"um, sorry, i mustn't of heard you!" i say apologetically and he sighs.
"are you sure your feeling okay?" he asks worriedly, i smile.
"yes, i'm okay!" i say lightly, but he doesn't seem convinced, "Lozie, i am okay, i just got into drawing!" i say and look down to my almost finished page, waving to it. he nods and lets out another breath.
"okay!" he says, "you got a rubber?" he asks and i pass him mine, glancing to his work to see a dog...a really well drawn dog, i look to my work, mine is full of leaves and flowers, the main point of the image is a large butterfly on a flower......we had to pick a subject, i enjoy drawing nature and landscapes while Lorrenzo decided on animals and portraits. he's extremely good at it, "hay, can i draw you for my next page?" he asks and i look to him in disbelief, "What?" he asks cluelessly.
"why?" why would anyone want to draw me?
"because, i think your beautiful and i enjoy drawing beautiful things more then anything!" he says bashfully and i redden, looking down, "so?" he asks and i hum, trying to act casual.
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Lavender
Fantasya boy, a child who looks so pure, hair as white as milk, eyes as white as a snow flake, pale skin from lack of sunlight....who would have known he struggles so much. his family is full of Alpha's, the house he lives in is full of Alpha's, but when...