It's Latin
New in town.....
new country, new home, new school. i sighed as i once again unpacked boxes, resetting up my new room. i pulled out the filled picture frames placing them neatly along my dresser.
i picked up another frame looking down at me and tyler in front of our last house in italy. i remembered all the memories from growing up, me and tyler had grown up mainly in arkansas before dad dragged us around the world around him. i guess being a ceo of a major company has some good factors. i sighed again realizing i had grown up in over 4 countries, making my senior year the fifth country i'd live in.
after arkansas we moved to canada during my 7th grade year, then off to japan for my eight grade year, when i was about to start tenth grade dad moved us again to italy. i had actually enjoyed myself i had even tried to learn the language. this would be my first year in a public school since 7th grade. i was nervous, but how different could a british school be from an american or canadian one?
as i set the frame down again tyler interrupted my thoughts. "ello love!" he said in a terrible british accent. i laughed at his attempt.
"are you laughing at me?" he mocked hurt.
"maybe," i smirked. before i knew it he was attacking my sides. "stop!" i yelled for the fifth time before he finally gave in.
"so is my baby sister ready for school monday?" he cooed.
"yeah, i guess." i answered knowing he was messing with me. sometimes it was hard to believe he was actually 21, he acted younger than me most of the time, but he loved to point out that he was three years older. he had recently went into business with our dad, i knew he enjoyed the job even though he would never admit it. we talked for a while longer before he left going to finish the reports he had to finish. i grabbed my old latin book of the side table brushing up on the language even though i knew it by heart now.
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'you should always start your day with a minor heart attack' i bitterly thought silencing the damn clock. it may only be sunday, but i needed to get into the habit of waking up early. i hadn't in years, and it was proving to be a challenge. i stumbled into my bathroom before quickly turning the shower on. i quickly undressed as the water heated up.
after my shower i quickly did my makeup before wrapping a towel around my body and re entering my room. i guess it was a perk of having a personal bathroom attached to the room itself. i pulled out an outfit not caring to much on how i looked. all i wanted to do was look around the town before school tomorrow. by now it was already 10. 'so much for being on time for anything' i thought to myself before slipping on some shoes and heading out the front door.
i walked around the small town soon coming across a little shopping strip. i entered a small antique looking bookshop being greeted by a boy who looked about my age and what seemed to be his mother. "welcome to untitled." they said at the same time. the woman looked around the same age as my dad, and the warm smile she greeted me with was one i knew i'd see often. the boy on the other hand had curly brown hair, considering he had his focus on a group of girls who came in behind me. i rolled my eyes as he checked them all out.
i slowly made my way around the ceiling to floor bookshelves that were lined in neat isles. i took in the vast amount of classics i knew i'd have to get to soon. i ran my finger along the spine of an older version of 'dead mans mirror' by agatha christie. before i could pull out the book i felt a presence behind me. i slowly turned around now face to face with the curly haired boy from earlier.
"yes?" i asked raising my eyebrows as i looked him over. his green eyes were bright and locked on mine. he looked like one of the jocks you'd normally pass in the hallway, only in a good way.
"hello?" i asked after realizing he had never responded to me. suddenly it seemed like he had snapped out of his trance.
"sorry, i must of gotten lost in your eyes." he smirked lightly. i rolled my eyes at the cheesy pickup line he had chosen. "um, is there anything i could help you find? liek a specific author, or maybe even get your name?" he offered. i chuckled at the last part.
"i would i have to need your help to get my own name?" i teased.
" well if you already know it then i'd love to learn it." he added.
"it's sam, and i'm assuming your harry?" i said looking at his name tag.
"you assumed right." he chuckled. the sound was music to my ears, and to know i caused it made it that much better.
"if you found everything you needed, how about i take you out to lunch?" he asked his smirk appearing. was he really asking me out? why would he do the? my brain stumbled over these questions before another voice cut into our conversation.
"harry can you help me find something? it's rally important." one of the blonde girls who came in after me asked from a distance. he gave me an apologetic look before replying.
"just one minute kate." just as i turned away from him he stopped me lightly tugging on my shirt. i gave him a quizzical look earning a chuckle from him.
"if you want to wait a few minutes i'll be able to escape." he said smiling lightly at me.
"aliud tempus " i replied. i waited for the response i always got.
"what does that mean?" he inevitably asked me.
"it's latin." i whispered into his ear before leaving the shop, clearly leaving him stood in shock.
i picked up another frame looking down at me and tyler in front of our last house in italy. i remembered all the memories from growing up, me and tyler had grown up mainly in arkansas before dad dragged us around the world around him. i guess being a ceo of a major company has some good factors. i sighed again realizing i had grown up in over 4 countries, making my senior year the fifth country i'd live in.
after arkansas we moved to canada during my 7th grade year, then off to japan for my eight grade year, when i was about to start tenth grade dad moved us again to italy. i had actually enjoyed myself i had even tried to learn the language. this would be my first year in a public school since 7th grade. i was nervous, but how different could a british school be from an american or canadian one?
as i set the frame down again tyler interrupted my thoughts. "ello love!" he said in a terrible british accent. i laughed at his attempt.
"are you laughing at me?" he mocked hurt.
"maybe," i smirked. before i knew it he was attacking my sides. "stop!" i yelled for the fifth time before he finally gave in.
"so is my baby sister ready for school monday?" he cooed.
"yeah, i guess." i answered knowing he was messing with me. sometimes it was hard to believe he was actually 21, he acted younger than me most of the time, but he loved to point out that he was three years older. he had recently went into business with our dad, i knew he enjoyed the job even though he would never admit it. we talked for a while longer before he left going to finish the reports he had to finish. i grabbed my old latin book of the side table brushing up on the language even though i knew it by heart now.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
'you should always start your day with a minor heart attack' i bitterly thought silencing the damn clock. it may only be sunday, but i needed to get into the habit of waking up early. i hadn't in years, and it was proving to be a challenge. i stumbled into my bathroom before quickly turning the shower on. i quickly undressed as the water heated up.
after my shower i quickly did my makeup before wrapping a towel around my body and re entering my room. i guess it was a perk of having a personal bathroom attached to the room itself. i pulled out an outfit not caring to much on how i looked. all i wanted to do was look around the town before school tomorrow. by now it was already 10. 'so much for being on time for anything' i thought to myself before slipping on some shoes and heading out the front door.
i walked around the small town soon coming across a little shopping strip. i entered a small antique looking bookshop being greeted by a boy who looked about my age and what seemed to be his mother. "welcome to untitled." they said at the same time. the woman looked around the same age as my dad, and the warm smile she greeted me with was one i knew i'd see often. the boy on the other hand had curly brown hair, considering he had his focus on a group of girls who came in behind me. i rolled my eyes as he checked them all out.
i slowly made my way around the ceiling to floor bookshelves that were lined in neat isles. i took in the vast amount of classics i knew i'd have to get to soon. i ran my finger along the spine of an older version of 'dead mans mirror' by agatha christie. before i could pull out the book i felt a presence behind me. i slowly turned around now face to face with the curly haired boy from earlier.
"yes?" i asked raising my eyebrows as i looked him over. his green eyes were bright and locked on mine. he looked like one of the jocks you'd normally pass in the hallway, only in a good way.
"hello?" i asked after realizing he had never responded to me. suddenly it seemed like he had snapped out of his trance.
"sorry, i must of gotten lost in your eyes." he smirked lightly. i rolled my eyes at the cheesy pickup line he had chosen. "um, is there anything i could help you find? liek a specific author, or maybe even get your name?" he offered. i chuckled at the last part.
"i would i have to need your help to get my own name?" i teased.
" well if you already know it then i'd love to learn it." he added.
"it's sam, and i'm assuming your harry?" i said looking at his name tag.
"you assumed right." he chuckled. the sound was music to my ears, and to know i caused it made it that much better.
"if you found everything you needed, how about i take you out to lunch?" he asked his smirk appearing. was he really asking me out? why would he do the? my brain stumbled over these questions before another voice cut into our conversation.
"harry can you help me find something? it's rally important." one of the blonde girls who came in after me asked from a distance. he gave me an apologetic look before replying.
"just one minute kate." just as i turned away from him he stopped me lightly tugging on my shirt. i gave him a quizzical look earning a chuckle from him.
"if you want to wait a few minutes i'll be able to escape." he said smiling lightly at me.
"aliud tempus " i replied. i waited for the response i always got.
"what does that mean?" he inevitably asked me.
"it's latin." i whispered into his ear before leaving the shop, clearly leaving him stood in shock.
@Harry_mofo129
im glad you like this ! i plan on updating either late tonight or tomorow...
4/26/14