AN/ Sup peeps

ima try to update more often because i'm on a week break for Thanksgiving,

Then i'll have another TWO WEEK break for Christmas and New Years, so dont expect a lot next week but expect a lot this week and the weeks after next week

HOPE YOU ENJOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Kisses, Mad-E

Nico

I read over the assignment, sniffling softly. I stare at the paper trying to erase the picture of Bianca from my head.

I tried to forget her thin fingers making a peace sign next to her rosy cheeks. The way her dimples stood out when she smiled. I swallowed thickly; remembering each strand of dark hair as blew in the wind and her bangs blew lightly in her eyes.

POP!

I looked up, Jason was staring at me; chewing on the spearmint gum I had just given him. I was chewing on my own piece but embarrassingly didn’t know how to blow a bubble. I re-read the worksheet again and what we were supposed to, simple enough. I looked up to ask Jason how he wanted to go through with the project, but he was still staring at me. I swallowed and his gaze switched down to my throat. I opened my mouth to yell at him but his eyes averted to my lips.

“What are you staring at?” I ask aggravated and a little self-conscious.

No response.

“Jason…Jaaaassssssoooooon? ...JASON!!!!”

He jumped.

“Huh? W-what?”

“What are you staring at?” I accused annoyed.

“Um, w-what? O-oh, n-nothing”, he stutters.

I roll my eyes, Jason was confusing.

“So, how do you want to go about this”, I say waving the worksheet in my hands.

“How about we go through the first section by ourselves ‘cause that parts easy, then we can do the other sections like 20 questions?”

“Sure”, I reply.

I look down at the paper, ready to fill it out.

How they look_________________________________

Um, Jason looks like… Superman, just blonde, yeah, Jason looks like a blonde superman. I scribble that down in black gel pen. What else… he’s tall, but so is everyone compared to me. So not that. His eyes are blue, a blue brighter than the sky with swirls of even paler shades of blue. Well that’s a bit much, I think to myself. I write blue eyes next to blonde superman. I glance at Jason. His pen was flying across the paper at a lightning fast pace.

It was kind of surprising how much he had to write about my appearance. Did I look like a demon or something? I watched as his arms moved gracefully as he dragged the graphite pencil across the page. His arms were muscular, not like overly buff like Frank’s (Hazel’s boyfriend/football team captain) but he definitely not scrawny like me and my magical noodle arms.

He looked strong, warm he looked safe. I shake my head and look down at my paper and scribble down strong.

Jason was still writing so I just paid attention to my music. I hummed quietly to Cancer by My Chemical Romance.

Help gather all my things

And bury me in all my favorite colors

My sisters and my brothers still,

I will not catch you

‘Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you

Now turn away

‘Cause I’m awful just to see

‘Cause all my hairs have abandoned all my body

All my agony

Know that I will never bury

Baby, I’m just soggy from the chemo

By counting down the days to go

Without realizing it I had started to sing along to the song instead of humming.

Jason had stopped writing, now he just sat staring at me in awe.

“I didn’t know you could sing”, he smiled.

“That’s because I don’t sing”, I frown.

He rolled his eyes, “whatever you say.”

He blew another mint green bubble, I watched it inflate and stretch until it reached its limit. It popped. A big flurry of shredded pieces of gum hung from Jason’s thin lips. He stuck his tongue out and scooped the shredded pieces into his mouth and chewed, readying it just to pop it again.

I looked down, I don’t know why exactly but thinking about the cycle of popping gum gave me a sickly anxious feeling in the pit of my stomach.

“We’re doing twenty questions or something like that, right?” Jason brought up.

That sickly feeling in my stomach disappeared, I nod looking at Jason expecting him to ask a question. He looked down at his piece of paper.

“So, um, how’s your personality?” he asks.

“Pfft, what kind of question is that?” I counter question.

“Well how do you think we should do the second question?”

I look back down at my paper. We have to least ‘AT LEAST’ 3 things about each other’s personalities. That was kind of complicated. How were we supposed to know about each other’s personalities unless we spent a lot of time with each other, which we didn’t.

“Well we’d kind of need to hang out with each other to know each other’s personalities”, I explain.

“Well then I guess we’ll just have to start hanging out then”, he said like it was nothing.

My jaw drops and I stare at him wide eyed.

“What? C’mon now, who wouldn’t want to hang out with me? I’m perfect”, he said.

I face palmed and listened to his laugh. It was dorky, but soft and rang in my ears like bells.

“More like perfectly annoying”, I complain. He gave me this pseudo-offended face with his hands raised like I was about to bitch slap him.

His face must have been really funny because I felt myself smile and that was a rare thing because even on Percy’s best days he could barely make smile.  

 That made Jason smile as well. I examined his smile; he had a small scar above his lip. This intrigued me.

“How’d you get that scar?” I prod.

“Oh, um”, his smile disappeared and his face turned bright red. A guilty look played across his features, “When I was little I tried to eat a stapler and it cut me.”

I couldn’t help but snicker; I covered my mouth as it turned into a giggle, “Well, weren’t you a smart child.” Sarcasm was dripping my from my words but Jason just smiled.

“Why yes I was”, he says making a vain pose.

I couldn’t help it, the burst of warmth exploding in my chest, and a burst of laughter sprout from my lips. I hadn’t laughed in so long I had almost forgotten what it felt like, but Jason. Just one short conversation and my eyes were tearing up from laughter.

I tried in vain to muffle it with my hand but the noise escaped my hands with ease. And it felt good. Laughing with Jason felt AMAZING. And for the first time in a while I felt truly happy.

Yeah, Nico's happy

YAAAAAAY

well, hope you enjoyed

Kisses, Mad-E