Meant To Be, Or Not?

KnownOfDreams said:
It Was The First Day Of The School Year At Public High. For Takashi Sato This Was His Tenth Year. He Was Searching Through His Belongings To Get His Items For His First Class, Health. He Put All The Uneeded Items In His Locker And Siletnly Checked If He Had All He Did Need.

TearStainedFaces said:

The boring First day of school had Finally started for Yuki.Sadly today was a perfectly normal day,he preffered loud thunder and pouring rain.Something unexpecting.He drug his feet into the school doors and to his locker.How boring!He thought to himself as he jerked his locker opened and pulled his books out.This day will never end!He complained to himself as he drug his feet to his 1st hour class,Algebra 2.

KnownOfDreams said:

Reassuring Himself He Went To Health. There Was The Usual Explanation Of What Was To Happen Throughout The Year, And The Expectations. The Rest Of The Day Would Be As The Like. Nothing Special About It. The Day Seemed To Go By Slow, Takashi Never Really Spoke To Anyone. Truefully, He Really Had Nothing To Say To The Others.
Finally His Fourth Hour Class Began, Art. He Loved To Draw, Yet The things They Drew Were Not As He Liked.
Takashi Was Becoming Hungry, Lunch Was Next So He Didn't Have To Wait Long.

TearStainedFaces said:

The day just drug on for Yuki.Class after boring class and stare after stare.Its just like every other school year here,everyone wonders but noone asks.Someone could be having a seizure and noone would be brave enough to venture out and see what was wrong.They are all the same,everyone last one of them.Fourth hour pulled up and Yuki could feel the emptiness in his stomache grow,he will have to handel til he got home.School lunch was gross and not needed.Home Ec. Whoopdy friggin do like I really need to learn cooking and cleaning!He thought to himself as he pulled his notebook out.

KnownOfDreams said:


Takashi Began To Space Out In Art Class, In The middle Of This The Bell For Passing Period Rung. This Causing Takashi To Allmost Jump Out Of His Seat. Slowly He Walked Out The Door Of His Art Class Room and To His Locker. He Placed Everything Back Into The Locker Besides A Notebook And A Pencil. Takashi Would Allways Get Bored during Lunch And Have Nothing To Do, So He'd Constantly Think Of A Poem Or A Story To Continue With. Takashi Loved To Write.

After Gathering His Notebook And His Pencil He Walked Down To The Lunchroom. Loud As Usual. Today's Lunch Was Not Something He'd Enjoy Eating And Puking Back Up, Was Chile. Takashi Allways Hated Chile, It Was Just About The Only Thing He Wasn't Able To Eat. even Though His Stomach Wouldn't Stop Making A Fuss He Decided To Skip Lunch And To Go To The Emty Table In The Far Back. When He Got There he Sat And Began To Add More To His Untitled Story. He Had Only Just Began It Yesterday So There Was Not Much Written In It.

TearStainedFaces said:

Yuki drooled on his notebook until the bell rang for lunch.Of course since the thick-heads were to scared of him he sat in the far back and never spoke or looked at anyone.He just sat there writing and drawing.Ever since that horrible night he would never talk or trust anyone ever again.He threw his locker open and shoved his class books in.He stalked into the lunch room,staring at his white notebook with a dead tree drawn on the front.He'd always had an obsession with dead trees,they were nature's tragedy.They made him feel ... beautiful and alive.Like he was alive and always will be.

Yuki sauntered into the lunch room,examining the room.Only ninth and tenth graders in this hour.Where is that table?He asked himself ,his eyes stopping on every table.His eyes reasted on the table,his table wich had a person sitting at it.Oh well better than sitting with a huge group.He stalked over to the table,yanking the chair out and sitting down.He set his notebook on the table and placed his head on the table.

KnownOfDreams said:

Takashi Looked Up From His Story To See Another Guy, He Looked A Little Younger Than Himself. He Had Meduim Length Black Hair, And He Was Leaning Over A Notebook As Well. This Reminded Takashi of Himself, He Was More Like A Mirror Of Himself. Takashi Was In Awe. Then He Looked To The Notebook To See What He Was Doing, And Discoverd He Was Drawing.He was Drawing Trees, Not An Ordinary Livily Picture, The Trees Were Dead. Takashi Found Interest In This As Well, Something Others Would Find Disturbing Or Weird.
Takashi Wasn't Sure If He Should Say Something Or If He Should Have Kept To His Own Buisness. This Guy, Takashi Found Much Interest In."Hey There. You Are?' Asked Takashi Staring Qustionly At his Reflection.

TearStainedFaces
YUki continues to draw his dead trees,forest of dead trees.He was drawing the third tree when the person at the table spoke.
"Hey there.You are?'The mysterious boy asked,staring questioningly at him.
"How is it any of your buisness?!"He yelled at him.No one needs to associate with him.They all hate him or are scared of him so why would this one be so diffrent.He seemed naturally curious,not normal for most around here.
"Why do you want to know?"He asked,placing his penil behind his ear.

KnownOfDreams said:

Takashi Stared At The Guy For A Minute And Replied Thoughtfully " Well, You See.I Find It Interesting That You Are Different From The Others. Instead Of Going To A More Populated Table, You Come To The One Less Populated.And For Two, You Seem To Stay To Yourself, And Your Notebook There. Most Others Would Have Started Up A Conversation. And Three, I Find It Intruging That You Draw Dead Trees Instead Of Some Lively Seen. Many Others Would Perfer To Draw The 'Beauty' Of Life." While He Spoke This, Not For Even A Second Did His Eyes Contact Lose Place.

TearStainedFaces said:

Yuki stared blankly at the guy while he stared thoughtfully at him.
"Well you see.I find it interesting that you are diffrent from others.Instead of going to a more populated table,you come to the one less populated.ANd for two,you seem to stay to yourself,and your notebook there.Most others would have started up conversation.ANd three,i find it intruging that you draw dead trees instead of some lively seen.Many others would prefer to draw the 'beauty'of life."He said,staring at him not ever losing a second of eye contact.This boy was very interesting.Might as well humor him,might get a kick out of it when i give my two sense and he never speaks to me again.He thought to himself.
"What is your name?My name is Yuki,and im Interesting...HA that is quite amusing.I hate these people,i hate people in general.They are all to thick headed to understand when people need help and when people want to be left alone.So I always sit alone!My notebook is me ... its my life,I don't conversate.Dead trees are me and they are what create me.Dead trees are more lively because they make you feel as if you are alive and thats what you will always be ... alive.The 'Beauty'Of life is not seen by the eye but by the heart.So dead trees once you open your mind to the concept are beautiful.The thing about you that surprises me is that you,one of high intellect could manage to stare into the eyes of death of satan himself and not cowar in fear or let alone stare in curiousity but actually talk to the problem himself..."He said,staring,amused at the stranger who confused and amused him so.