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"Marcus, sweetie, come back here please," Nara walked towards the water following after Marcus.
"Mother, I just wanted to sit by the water," said Marcus sitting in the sand, "like Kara, and Kyle."
"I've told you before I can't leave you alone. When your older sweetie."
"Mother I am old enough. I'm not stupid. Please can't I just sit here? I won't go in, I promise."
"Fine dear," Nara looked out to sea and then looked down the shore, "Kara, watch your brother."
"Yes mom." Kara ran down the beach towards the two. Nara started up the beach and then waded through the thick grass. Marcus looked at the slender form of his sister approaching.
"Why you looking at me like I'm Nama," Kara stood over Marcus. The two peered blankly at each other. Kara's dress blew in the calm wind. Marcus stared up at her, his greyish brown eyes barely shining in the sun.
"I don't like her I said it before!" Marcus said kicking sand into the water.
"Why? You guys are cute together." Kara sat down next to him in the sand. She rustled his thick hair. "You make a good couple," she chuckled.
"No we don't," said Marcus making a face.
"Well maybe your right. Your too cute for her anyways." Kara smiled and put her arm on his tiny shoulders. She could tell already he was going to grow like Kyle. Kara was quite the off one in the family. She was smart, but not good for much as the islanders saw.
Maybe you’re going to be like me instead, but it seems so unlikely...
The two stared out, the sun making the warm ocean water gleam. Kara pushed her legs forward in the sand, into the water.
"Did Mom and Dad tell you about the move yet? To America?" asked Kara, still staring out.
"Yeah. I can't wait."
***
The computer screens reflected on his glasses. His hair covered his forehead and went about in almost every other way in a frantic mess. The mouse clicking, the snow falling gently outside. The bed was behind the boy and the door and window on either side of him. In front of him a desk covered the with of the wall and three monitors sat atop it. A bookshelf was tucked neatly in the corner. On one screen he was instant messaging Sarah, and that screen probably took most of his attention.
He typed away for hours, and ended the day debugging his text application.
***
Three boys sat on the bleachers. A cold spring rain sprinkled down from the sky. They looked towards the clouds.
"Good going getting us stuck out in the rain." said the first boy
"Well how the hell was I supposed to know it was gonna rain?" laughed the second one.
The unruly thick black hair of the third boy poked out from his hood providing him some extra protection.
"I think blow over soon" said the black-haired boy.
"You think?" said the first boy.
"Yeah."
"How'd you people say it? Vckk reth?" said the second boy.
"Ves." said the one with a smile of satisfaction.
"Now don't go talking like that for me." said the first.
"Yeah, I agree!" said the second.
"We race? Ves? It look like the rain stopping!" said black-hair.
"Sure! Where? I'm bored as fuck out here, haha!"
"I'm gonna watch this one," said the second.
Black-hair ripped his jacket off and started off down the bleachers. The other two laughed and the first boy ran after him. The rain finished its course for the day. Black-hair vaulted a rail and danced down the last few rows. His agile body moved without flaw and landed on the side-walk adjacent the field. The second boy was somewhat behind, and instead of following with the "fancy footwork," he later reffered to it as, he simply turned down the stairs. He caught himself from a fall while switching directions, but failed to catch himself on the last step.
He slipped on the wet metal and fell face first onto the concrete. Black-hair made an attempt to catch him, but also failed. "Hey!" called black-hair to the by standing boy.
"I think I'm okay."
"We need go to hospital?" asked black-hair. He picked up number one's glasses. "Your glasses be broke. Glad I have no more! Haha, right?"
"No I don't think so... and heh ... ah... fuck this hurts." He sat up against the bleachers. They remained there for most of the day. His nose bled, but in the end he was fine.
***
Some say silence is nice. I've come to hate it. She was the only person that cared, and the only person that knew. Everyone looked at us like we were crazy. She wasn't a good teacher, and I think God wanted it that way. I learned better on my own anyways.
"Hev. How vov dothg?" said the Girl.
"Good." said I.
"Ere ihthgt ehv beiier?"
"Hoi reelalav. Evervohe titlala laookt ei ae wetrd."
"What the fuck is that bitch saying to that loser?" said a boy down the lunch table.
"Why do you give a fuck so much? She's not even hot." The boy hit the other one on the back.
"You kidding me? Check her out."
"She's not your type anyways. Even if you think she’s hot, she'd never want you. It's not like you've never failed a class." he laughed.
"Hey. Don't be like that!" laughed the other.
***
Every single day. They talk. I don't understand them. Is it good, is it bad? She never tells me. I don't know if I want to know either. Th God T irvti.
***
A well-built, about average height boy was walking down the hall. It was after school. A pretty girl was crying in the corner. He looked through his glasses at her. Her short blonde hair was highlighted in a vibrant red. The hall lights shined slightly on them. The boy sat down next to her. He set his bag against the locker.
"Go away. Be like the rest of them. That's what they always do in the end."
The boy just stared back, sitting quietly.
"Will. He's a fucking whore. Why? Why me?
"Tell me why? Please? Oh..." the girl kept weeping. The boy kept listening. An hour went by.
"Why you just sitting there? Your wonderful. Whoever gets you is lucky. Nobody I've ever known has listened like you." She was still crying, but gently now.
The boy slid over and hugged her.
"Thank you. But go, you shouldn't have to see me like this. This isn't right. Please I just want to be alone."
The boy sat for a few more minutes, but after a few more pleas he finally went.
That kid amazed me. He just sat there and listened. I've never seen him before. And I don't ever think I've seen him again.
***
"Freedom. That's what we need. This country's going nowhere. I've lived through a lot. I've thought a lot. I've had plenty of time for that. Now it's time for action.
"A society built by the people from the ground up. Not from the top down.
"I know in all my life I've never met a person with an idea that was a waste of time.
"And I, sure as Heaven and Hell and, know this isn't a waste of time."
"I've been behind you all this time. Nothing’s changed."
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Even if I don't keep this as the exact parts and such, this really is a good overview and has probably help set the characters better than I could have ever imagined. But, I will note: I just wrote this, so of course I think it's good. But in the meantime while I take a think-break from this piece, please give me your thoughts! And I've put a spoiler below on some things I have questions about for you guys! And, if you liked, please like!
Spoiler
How have you guys built the characters? As much as you guys can, could you explain to me what you got? :3 The Character development was the major part of this.
What themes and interest levels have you guys gotten? Is it interesting at all? Is it deep and meaningful? Have I made you feel things? That is really important to me!
So these two things were just to help you guys think and to help me in the end I guess.
What themes and interest levels have you guys gotten? Is it interesting at all? Is it deep and meaningful? Have I made you feel things? That is really important to me!
So these two things were just to help you guys think and to help me in the end I guess.
Thanks for reviews in advance and thank you for reading!
--Skis
