Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2012 19:29:40 GMT -5
Light violin music echoed through the room, morning light passes through the window. Tino sat in front of the dresser in his room as he started to put his clothes he brought with him into the hard wood cabinet. He had been mostly been dressing out of his duffle bag, for the past four days as he had been at the school. It wasn’t that he was lazy; he just hadn’t much time to get settled in. He hadn’t heard any noise since he woke up, and had figured his roommates where off on campus somewhere.
He had laughed nervously when he thought about his roommates. He was still trying to get used to the time zone change, and was only able to see his roommates for just a few seconds here and there. The young blonde started to wonder if he was on a completely different time schedule then others. He was surprised at the size of the school, and the rooms. Giving off a small sigh as his mind started to wander about the situation he had found himself in. The usual questions had passed through his mind, why was I given this ability, why was I here; my power wasn’t that dangerous.
He gave a half laugh, half sigh as he looked at the neatly folded sweaters on the ground; that was almost double the amount of short sleeves shirts that he owns. “I guess I should have planned on warmer weather.” His mind tossed back thoughts and distractions as he tried to focus on the task at hand. The sound of the violin echoed through into the main room; masking any soft sound that could be heard. He had pulled out a small framed photo of him about four months ago holding a small white dog. He forced his smile to continue as he thought back of home.
He had laughed nervously when he thought about his roommates. He was still trying to get used to the time zone change, and was only able to see his roommates for just a few seconds here and there. The young blonde started to wonder if he was on a completely different time schedule then others. He was surprised at the size of the school, and the rooms. Giving off a small sigh as his mind started to wander about the situation he had found himself in. The usual questions had passed through his mind, why was I given this ability, why was I here; my power wasn’t that dangerous.
He gave a half laugh, half sigh as he looked at the neatly folded sweaters on the ground; that was almost double the amount of short sleeves shirts that he owns. “I guess I should have planned on warmer weather.” His mind tossed back thoughts and distractions as he tried to focus on the task at hand. The sound of the violin echoed through into the main room; masking any soft sound that could be heard. He had pulled out a small framed photo of him about four months ago holding a small white dog. He forced his smile to continue as he thought back of home.