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"Hey big brother!" I jumped and turned to see Al running up to me.
"Hey Al, don't scare me like that, jeez."
He grinned. "Who were you talking to?"
"This new kid," I replied, "his names Envy."
"Oh yea, his brother's in one of my classes. Gluttony, I think. He's kinda fat though, and isn't very smart." Al replied thoughtfully. "There's seven of them isn't there?"
"Seven?" I asked. "I've only seen six."
"Yea, there's another in elementary school, pride," he answered.
I nodded thoughtfully.
"What's up brother?" Al asked curiously as we walked absentmindedly to my car.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Well, you're either constipated or deep in thought, it's hard to tell which,"
"Shut up," I told him, punching him in the shoulder. I got in the car and started driving us home. "There's just something, different, about him. I've never met anyone like him..."
"Ah, shit," I muttered. It's official, I was lost. A perfect end to the first day of hell. I sat down and put my head in my hands. For some stupid reason i couldn't get his look of shock out of my head. As if he would be surprised. I'm sure he had some stupid reason to befriend me, to humiliate me later or to use me to get close to Lust, or Greed. They were the popular ones, I preferred sticking to the shadows. I had learned that the hard way.
"Hey! Envy!" I heard someone yell and my head snapped up.
"I told you he was here, now let's go home," chimed in Gluttony.
I sighed and climbed into her ostentatious, shiny red convertible. "Thanks guys, you're lifesavers," I said as I settled in and buckled my seatbelt. I didn't bother asking how they found me, Gluttony had a very creepy, uncanny ability to find people he'd seen before. I'd never gotten up the courage to ask him about it.
After a while, we arrived at the house-for it was much too big, much too fancy for me to be able to call it a home- and I climbed out, suddenly unable to bear any of my siblings stifling presence. I wasn't close to any of them, Wrath had been okay, but he was long gone, Lust was indifferent, Pride was cold and empty, Gluttony was Lust's shadow, plus he was creepy, and Greed wasn't interested in me, as I could do nothing for him.
I looked in the mirror in my room, examining my appearance. My skin was alabaster pale, and I was as tall and skinny as ever. But my hair was getting longer, a fact I noticed with extreme satisfaction, mostly because I looked like a scarecrow when my hair was short, it was so stringy. All in all, I was more freakish looking than attractive, unlike most of my siblings. This unfortunate fact had caused me much grief in the past, as I was disregarded or made fun of or even used to get close to my more attractive siblings. I turned away from the mirror, disliking what I saw there, and put on my headphones, tuning away the world and everyone in it.
(Pov change)
"Ed! Drink your milk!" My brother yelled and I stuck my tongue out at him.
"No!" I yelled back, and got up to brush my teeth. In the mirror, a short, wiry guy looked back at me, with blond hair braided and golden eyes mischievous. As I lay down for bed, I decided I would erase the anguished confusion I saw in Envy's eyes, and I vowed to be a friend for him, whether he liked it or not.
I yawned hugely, for it was the ungodly hour of 7:30 and I was in class early, of all horrors, in order to corner Envy. I was determined to learn something about him today, to get to know him instead of getting to know his favorite insults. Lucky for me, he seemed to be an early riser, for he came into the class only ten minutes after me looking strangely cheerful. Of course, that cheerfulness drained away as I waved cheerily to him.
"You didn't seem to have much trouble finding your way today," I said as he slid in his seat. He merely nodded and looked away. "I'm impressed actually, it took me weeks to remember my way around here," i continued, trying to nudge him into the conversation.
He looked at me suspiciously, and replied, "photographic memory."
"Woah really? That's pretty dang sweet,"
"I guess."
"No really," I pressed, "that's gotta so freaking useful."
"Sometimes," he acknowledged.
I sighed heavily, and turned and met his eyes.
"Look, I'm sorry if I'm annoying. But I'm not gonna stop. I will continue being annoyingly persistent so you might as well just talk to me,"
(Pov switch)
"Who says that I want to be friends with a rich brat like you?" I replied, lashing out in shock at his speech. However, I felt a slight prickle of guilt at the shocked, taken aback look on his face.
But then he ruined it by smiling mischievously and saying, "now hasn't anyone told you not to judge a book by its cover?"
"Well pardon me for not being interested in a book called 'How To Befriend Dumbasses' by the one and only persistent dumbass himself," I replied sarcastically, almost smiling despite myself.
Unfortunately, I think he noticed, as he smiled triumphantly and announced, "Okay, I have a proposition for you." I eyed him warily and he snorted, "now don't get your panties in a whirl, I just want you to sit with me at lunch for a week, and if you hate it, and me, then I promise I'll never bother you again."
I considered for a moment. A weeks worth of lunches with him, in exchange for never seeing him again. I almost believed myself when I told myself the sinking feeling in my heart was the idea of having lunch with him for a week and not him ignoring me like the rest of the students there.
"Are other people gonna be there?" I asked warily.
"Not if you don't want them there," he answered, cheerful and confident that I would accept his offer and he would win me over.
I sighed heavily. "Fine."
He smiled widely, and I was a bit taken back by it. I couldn't remember the last time I'd seen a pure, happy smile like his.
(Pov change)
"Well, this is awkward," I said sadly, as the time ticked away and we say in silence. I had attempted several times to make conversation, only to fail each time. Envy shrugged, and i heaved a sigh, frustrated. "You know, it'll be easier to pass the time if you talk to me,"
"Well, what would you like me to say?" He asked and I looked at him thoughtfully.
"What do you do with your time?" I asked curiously. "Besides listen to music?"
He looked away, and I looked closer at him in surprise. He looked...shy. It was hard to bebe sad capable of such emotions, as hard and acerbic as he was.
"Here, I'll go first. I...like to carve things, you know, out of wood? I'm not bad at it and it's fun. But, no one here knows and I'd appreciate it if you'd help keep it that way," I confided to him, and winked.
He seemed to only grow furious, however. "Why the hell are you so stupid? You realize that you e just given me a weapon to use against you?! You must be aware that I do not like you, that I very well may hate you, and yet you tell me a secret if yours?!?" He demanded angrily, a fire blazing in his eyes. I sighed.
"You seem to like ranting at me, I mused thoughtfully. " I wonder why that is."
"I-I y-you're just stupid!" He said, eyes wide at my calm reaction. Part of my mind wondered at their color,for his hair mostly obscured them. I shook away the errant thought. "You never answered my question," I probed.
Envy sighed, and avoided my gaze. "I like to draw," he admitted. I opened my mouth to reply, but the bell rang and Envy fled.
"Hey Al, don't scare me like that, jeez."
He grinned. "Who were you talking to?"
"This new kid," I replied, "his names Envy."
"Oh yea, his brother's in one of my classes. Gluttony, I think. He's kinda fat though, and isn't very smart." Al replied thoughtfully. "There's seven of them isn't there?"
"Seven?" I asked. "I've only seen six."
"Yea, there's another in elementary school, pride," he answered.
I nodded thoughtfully.
"What's up brother?" Al asked curiously as we walked absentmindedly to my car.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Well, you're either constipated or deep in thought, it's hard to tell which,"
"Shut up," I told him, punching him in the shoulder. I got in the car and started driving us home. "There's just something, different, about him. I've never met anyone like him..."
"Ah, shit," I muttered. It's official, I was lost. A perfect end to the first day of hell. I sat down and put my head in my hands. For some stupid reason i couldn't get his look of shock out of my head. As if he would be surprised. I'm sure he had some stupid reason to befriend me, to humiliate me later or to use me to get close to Lust, or Greed. They were the popular ones, I preferred sticking to the shadows. I had learned that the hard way.
"Hey! Envy!" I heard someone yell and my head snapped up.
"I told you he was here, now let's go home," chimed in Gluttony.
I sighed and climbed into her ostentatious, shiny red convertible. "Thanks guys, you're lifesavers," I said as I settled in and buckled my seatbelt. I didn't bother asking how they found me, Gluttony had a very creepy, uncanny ability to find people he'd seen before. I'd never gotten up the courage to ask him about it.
After a while, we arrived at the house-for it was much too big, much too fancy for me to be able to call it a home- and I climbed out, suddenly unable to bear any of my siblings stifling presence. I wasn't close to any of them, Wrath had been okay, but he was long gone, Lust was indifferent, Pride was cold and empty, Gluttony was Lust's shadow, plus he was creepy, and Greed wasn't interested in me, as I could do nothing for him.
I looked in the mirror in my room, examining my appearance. My skin was alabaster pale, and I was as tall and skinny as ever. But my hair was getting longer, a fact I noticed with extreme satisfaction, mostly because I looked like a scarecrow when my hair was short, it was so stringy. All in all, I was more freakish looking than attractive, unlike most of my siblings. This unfortunate fact had caused me much grief in the past, as I was disregarded or made fun of or even used to get close to my more attractive siblings. I turned away from the mirror, disliking what I saw there, and put on my headphones, tuning away the world and everyone in it.
(Pov change)
"Ed! Drink your milk!" My brother yelled and I stuck my tongue out at him.
"No!" I yelled back, and got up to brush my teeth. In the mirror, a short, wiry guy looked back at me, with blond hair braided and golden eyes mischievous. As I lay down for bed, I decided I would erase the anguished confusion I saw in Envy's eyes, and I vowed to be a friend for him, whether he liked it or not.
I yawned hugely, for it was the ungodly hour of 7:30 and I was in class early, of all horrors, in order to corner Envy. I was determined to learn something about him today, to get to know him instead of getting to know his favorite insults. Lucky for me, he seemed to be an early riser, for he came into the class only ten minutes after me looking strangely cheerful. Of course, that cheerfulness drained away as I waved cheerily to him.
"You didn't seem to have much trouble finding your way today," I said as he slid in his seat. He merely nodded and looked away. "I'm impressed actually, it took me weeks to remember my way around here," i continued, trying to nudge him into the conversation.
He looked at me suspiciously, and replied, "photographic memory."
"Woah really? That's pretty dang sweet,"
"I guess."
"No really," I pressed, "that's gotta so freaking useful."
"Sometimes," he acknowledged.
I sighed heavily, and turned and met his eyes.
"Look, I'm sorry if I'm annoying. But I'm not gonna stop. I will continue being annoyingly persistent so you might as well just talk to me,"
(Pov switch)
"Who says that I want to be friends with a rich brat like you?" I replied, lashing out in shock at his speech. However, I felt a slight prickle of guilt at the shocked, taken aback look on his face.
But then he ruined it by smiling mischievously and saying, "now hasn't anyone told you not to judge a book by its cover?"
"Well pardon me for not being interested in a book called 'How To Befriend Dumbasses' by the one and only persistent dumbass himself," I replied sarcastically, almost smiling despite myself.
Unfortunately, I think he noticed, as he smiled triumphantly and announced, "Okay, I have a proposition for you." I eyed him warily and he snorted, "now don't get your panties in a whirl, I just want you to sit with me at lunch for a week, and if you hate it, and me, then I promise I'll never bother you again."
I considered for a moment. A weeks worth of lunches with him, in exchange for never seeing him again. I almost believed myself when I told myself the sinking feeling in my heart was the idea of having lunch with him for a week and not him ignoring me like the rest of the students there.
"Are other people gonna be there?" I asked warily.
"Not if you don't want them there," he answered, cheerful and confident that I would accept his offer and he would win me over.
I sighed heavily. "Fine."
He smiled widely, and I was a bit taken back by it. I couldn't remember the last time I'd seen a pure, happy smile like his.
(Pov change)
"Well, this is awkward," I said sadly, as the time ticked away and we say in silence. I had attempted several times to make conversation, only to fail each time. Envy shrugged, and i heaved a sigh, frustrated. "You know, it'll be easier to pass the time if you talk to me,"
"Well, what would you like me to say?" He asked and I looked at him thoughtfully.
"What do you do with your time?" I asked curiously. "Besides listen to music?"
He looked away, and I looked closer at him in surprise. He looked...shy. It was hard to bebe sad capable of such emotions, as hard and acerbic as he was.
"Here, I'll go first. I...like to carve things, you know, out of wood? I'm not bad at it and it's fun. But, no one here knows and I'd appreciate it if you'd help keep it that way," I confided to him, and winked.
He seemed to only grow furious, however. "Why the hell are you so stupid? You realize that you e just given me a weapon to use against you?! You must be aware that I do not like you, that I very well may hate you, and yet you tell me a secret if yours?!?" He demanded angrily, a fire blazing in his eyes. I sighed.
"You seem to like ranting at me, I mused thoughtfully. " I wonder why that is."
"I-I y-you're just stupid!" He said, eyes wide at my calm reaction. Part of my mind wondered at their color,for his hair mostly obscured them. I shook away the errant thought. "You never answered my question," I probed.
Envy sighed, and avoided my gaze. "I like to draw," he admitted. I opened my mouth to reply, but the bell rang and Envy fled.
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