Later, on the bus...
Aiden sat next to James and Kristti, he was in the middle and James took the window seat. Adien's head was resting on James' shoulder, sleeping. James was sure if his arms werent full of his back pack and his uniform jackett he would've been petting Adien. The long blue braid, that was inherently Adien, rested on it's owner's shoulder, so no room for Kristti to lean on him....
"I want wings,
so that I can fly..." Adien blinked, this dream again? someone whispered in his ear.
"I want your wings..." Adien knew he didnt have wings, he wasnt an angel.. he wasnt dead yet...
"Give me your wings,
So i can float." Pale arms went around his shoulders. What was this?
"What's your name?!" He asked, he couldnt move...
Adien woke up, James was shaking his gently. He didnt know where he was... The bus?
"Where are we?" Adien asked sleepily.
"Kristti's stop, we're up in two more." Adien streched. James smiled.
"What did you dream? You asked what my name was..." Adien blinked. Was it James in his dream? Why did James want wings? Was he hurting, but afraid to say so? If that was it...
"Someone, told me they wanted my wings... But as we can both clearly see, i dont have any wings..." He smiled. James liked it when Adien smiled, because as he got older he smiled less and less...
"You'd look good with wings though, Adien..." James shrugged, "And if you had any i'm sure i would've noticed..." Adien frowned as the bus lurched to a stop. It was irritating. His hair had begun to un-ravle from it's braid, the neon green hair band was missing... He reached for his emergency stash in the pocket of his jackett. James grabbed his wrist gently. "It looks good down, besides, mom likes it down better than when you have it in a braid." Adien stopped at his best friend's request.
"Alright, i'll leve it down, for mom..." James smiled happily, he liked Adien's hair down also. The bus lurched again, where they got off. Several other students walked off to visit the stores and things nearby. He and Adien walked down the street to his house, where his widowed mother, and younger sister stayed. James opened the door.
"Mom, we're home." James called, tossing his jackett and book bag onto the couch. Jame's 12 year old sister Juniper was out and pounce-hugging Adien almost immidiately.
"Adien! I havent seen you in, like, FOREVER!" Adien smiled politely and agreed, saying it had been at least a week since his last visit. Then Jame's mother came out, she was roughly 5' 3" tall, with lightly tanned skin, green eyes and deep red hair. Juniper took after her mother more, but had blue eyes.
"Adien. Why dont you ever stop in to say hello to your near-adoptive mother, huh?" She smiled.
"Because if i did visit more often i'd get fat." He stuck out his tongue.Adien was quite proud of the fact he didnt have to eat much ( junk food)to keep himself going and could drink slurppes all day and not gain an ounce. Jame's mom rolled her eyes.
"But eating is healthy for you. And Slurppies are not a food group, nor have they any nutritional value." Adien grinned.
"So, Mom, what's for dinner?"
The pink and black hairred boy woke up and stretched as a cat might. He blinked, his vision was blurry on this world... The other side of Paradise.... Paradise... He missed his love... Althought it was forbidden to love... Why had it been called Paradise... when it was really a hell... a prision to anything that could bring emotion. That's why...
"That's why i chose the other side... of Paradise..." He reminded himself. But he left the person closest and dearest to him... That boy in the morrning wasnt his love... He sighed... He left his love for this.. but would it be worth it?
(Poor Adien... I'm going to put him thru hell and back.. i hope he doenst try to kill me. ^.^)
