The Wrinkle in the Sky Chpt 6One more week of Christmas vacation left. That gave everyone time to play with their new 'toys'. The moment they got home, Hayner ran straight to his computer and typed in the website, waiting in the chatroom. It was empty. Please no. No no no.More Like This
"Sora." Hayner whimpered. "Sh-She wasn't..."
He was about to X out of the window when a name popped into the user box.
**Cloud_Sprint015 has joined***
*Cloud_Sprint015: Oh! Hayner!!
Immediately he fell into his seat and started typing.
*StrugglePunk99: SORA i missed you so much!
*Cloud_Sprint015: I missed you too!
*Cloud_Sprint015: I stayed on as long as I could each night hoping I'd catch you.
She...she did? He smiled and squashed down tears that threatened to well in his eyes.
*Cloud_Sprint015: You never showed
*StrugglePunk99: im so sorry Sora gramma didn't have a computer
*StrugglePunk99: i wanted to be here badly believe me
*Cloud_Sprint015: I sent your present to your address. Did you get it?
*StrugglePunk99: i dunno i just go
Cloud and the Arabian NightsCloud and the Arabian NightsMore Like This
"Come on Zack!" Cloud laughed, holding an armful of food items.
"Right behind you!" He grinned, only holding an apple.
"Get back here you heathens!" A woman screamed all the while waving her arms wildly. Then a group of palace guards came up behind her.
"What is it ma'am?!"
"Those boys stole my hard week's work of stock!"
"What did they look like?"
"One was blonde with-"
"I know them! Let's go men!" And they took off down the town streets. Not far ahead of them, the two boys were streaming through the many townsfolk and carts set up on the street. "There they are!" Cloud and Zack turned around swiftly to see their oncoming assailants.
"Shoot, they found us!" He grit his teeth, still keeping a good grip on the food in his arms. The both of them came to an abrupt stop to think about their situation.
"All this for an apple?!" Zack
i never liked life until.i never liked numbers until i watched you do math.More Like This
and somehow between the derivatives and the way you made the calculations dance, i fell in love with the logical precision of how they added up, the poetry you weaved on graphs with a pencil behind your ear and a slow smile curling your lips. and when i sat on your lap, counted the kisses, multiplied the desire, divided the distance and subtracted the inhibitions, i decided i might be mathematically inclined after all.
i never liked roller coasters until you took me on one.
and somehow between the buckling down and the gripping your hand as the car shook forward, i fell in love with the stomach-dropping, jaw-aching beauty of letting go and finding yourself flying instead of falling. and when i looked over and saw your grin stretching your face and your quick laugh getting stolen by the wind, i decided that i might like losing control and free-falling after all.
i never liked the rain until you danced with me in it.
and somehow betw