Namira Lyle's Story

Namira was skipping class again. She had called in sick, as always, but in reality, she really didn't feel like going. She didn't get a good nights sleep, despite she slept over twelve hours without being disturbed.

The girl sighed, sauntering through the halls. Her blonde bangs fell onto her eyes, covering their yellow-blue colour. Now she looked like an emotionally disturbed person, since she decided she'd wear all black today. She folded her arms and rolled her eyes as she rememebered that she was warned by some of her aquaintances that she might get in trouble if she skipped class again. Truth was, she couldn't care less.

Yes, it sounded harsh in her mind. And she disliked her attitude towards learning, but she was also somewhat scared of the surrounding people. She didn't know if they'd like her, and she didn't know if she'd have to fake. She used to fake being a nice girl to become friends with people, but then, when her true personality uncovered infront of the people she felt most comfortable with, they left her. She was troublesome, sometimes even annoying, and that probably was a massive turn off in friendship.

As soon as she realised that she was no longer watching where she was going as she was caught up in thought, she walked straight into a wall, falling onto her bum with a loud noise. "Frickin' 'ell!" She half-shouted, but soon realised that the commotion she caused could make someone come out, so she quickly stood up and walked into a random direction, rather quickly, hoping no one would see her, not even a fellow student. Soon though, she got tired of walking and decided to go sit for a moment. She simply walked up to a wall and leaned onto it, sliding down, sitting cross-legged, staring at the paralel wall, thinking.

She never gave anything much thought, but today was different for some reason. She felt different, something seemed to... Nudge her, in a way, even though she wasn't sure what it was. Namira simply sighed to herself, and took out a photo camera out of her bag, looking through the pictures of her and her mother, before she left. Then she took out a small lollipop and took the wrapper off, popping it into her mouth. She crossed her arms behind her head and leaned on them, staring up at the cieling.

"60 sounds alright to me and I don't think Ikari would mind. I guess I should start going to class since I'm here... What a drag..." Ikari looks at Pitt who stops slapping Zac just long enough to notice Ikari's attention. "60 would be fine". Pitt smiles politely at Ikari, then returns to slapping Zac. Looking up at Bryce, Ikari says, "You will go to class and I will go to this dæmon class."

"As for power I guess I'm a decent Wind Mage I can fly and stuff." Bryce says half-heartedly.

"Bryce you really need to stop underestimating yourself. Your a great Wind Mage especially for someone who's never had formal training." Ikari brags, then she said something else but much more quietly, too quietly for Zac to hear. It must have upset Bryce because he frowned then dodged the subject.

"Let's not talk about that right now, alright Ikari?" He leans over and picks her up and stroking her fur softly. She smiles slightly and cuddles into his chest. "So I guess we'll be attending class today then..."

"Yup, then if you don't mind, you guys can hit the thermostat and Pitt and I will resume our nap. See you in a few hours, it was nice to meet ya." Zac says, yawning. He turned over, facing away from Bryce and Ikari. Zac snuggled with Pitt and instantly fell back asleep.

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Waking up quickly with his alarm, Zac shuts it off, climbs out of bed and quickly dresses himself. Pulling Pitt out from under the covers and dropping her ever so gently into his hair, Zac grabbed his bag with all his supplies and headed out the door. Before he leaves, he quickly sticks his head back in the door and motions to Bryce. "Hey dude, it's time for class. See you there, Pitt and I will be heading over on the early side. Later." Zac says with a smile and a quick wave. Popping his head back in the door once more, "Unless you'd like to join me?" Zac asks.