Post by jaetoxicvenom on Dec 30, 2015 19:55:36 GMT -5
The smoke slowly twisted and turned into the air, it reminded him of some sort of Chinese dragon until it faded out of sight. It was almost a thought starter, as he wondered what it would be like to vanish without a trace at all... and that would come in handy as he spotted the one person he didn't want to see. Her appearance often caused him to feel instantly on edge, and was smoking even heavier than normal... and that was a feat, as he was a pretty heavy smoker. He ran his loose hand through his hair, his bangs falling into place but slightly off positioned. His brown eyes narrowed as she approached, the dreaded phone in her hand...ugh.
"Yes, Mother, I've found him." Her tone was so chirpy, so fake. She shoved the phone in his hand, the glare and the mouthed words of 'just do it' being his greeting... and it was one he dreaded more than her own appearance.
"Hey, Mother... I'm doing fine. I'm just enjoying being outside, it's rather stuffy in my house at the moment. Yes, I have roommates. No, I don't have a girlfriend... Mommmm, I gotta go. The battery is pretty much dead. Love you, I'll call sometime later." It was pure out lies towards the end, but he couldn't stand his parents, although he was closer to his mother than anyone else in the family. He hung up and held out the fancy, top of the line phone out to his twin, although many certainly didn't recognize them as twins. He was dressed in solid black, and even stood out with his lip piercing and the two spiked chokers. Angela, however, wore expensive clothing to flaunt, and seemed to be more of an upper class model. The modeling center would do well with her, but instead she shadowed him. He never truly understood why, she often complained about being associated with him by so many ways, and yet she mimicked his paperwork to get into Metric. In his lap was an open sketch book, although the drawing didn't exactly fit into his surroundings- a dragon flying high above a rather graphic burning building.
"Ugh, you are so wasting paper." The girl replied, huffing as she snatched her phone back. "HEY! There's a scratch!"
"So what?"
"You scratched my phone, asshole!"
"And? It won't damage it." Granted, he was used to such absurd accusations, it was her way of dealing with things- Blame something on everyone else. She glared before hesitantly plopping down next to him.
"Ugh, this art project sucks."
"Then why did you even join the class?"
"I said this project sucked, not the class!" He rolled his eyes slightly.
"I'm surprised. You're usually a people person."
"Yeah, but I can't draw that well!...Hey, you owe me! Draw!"
"I'm not doing your work for you. You wanted in Metric so bad, you might as well work to stay here." Draven shifted further away from her, ignoring the glare that was shot in his direction, far too used to the death glares to be effected anymore. He inhaled another drag, slowly exhaling as he went back to his own drawing, he could easily do the assignment when Angela wasn't breathing over his shoulder.
"I'll tell Dad you're gay!"
"It probably wouldn't be news to him, sorry."
"You are going to hell! So going to hell! You won't even help your sister!"
"Ahh...You claim me? That's news." At this point, Angela looked so ticked off and so red in the face that the only reaction Draven had was to break up laughing.
"ASSHOLE!" The word seemed to echo several times over, which only added onto Draven's reasons to keep laughing.
"Yes, Mother, I've found him." Her tone was so chirpy, so fake. She shoved the phone in his hand, the glare and the mouthed words of 'just do it' being his greeting... and it was one he dreaded more than her own appearance.
"Hey, Mother... I'm doing fine. I'm just enjoying being outside, it's rather stuffy in my house at the moment. Yes, I have roommates. No, I don't have a girlfriend... Mommmm, I gotta go. The battery is pretty much dead. Love you, I'll call sometime later." It was pure out lies towards the end, but he couldn't stand his parents, although he was closer to his mother than anyone else in the family. He hung up and held out the fancy, top of the line phone out to his twin, although many certainly didn't recognize them as twins. He was dressed in solid black, and even stood out with his lip piercing and the two spiked chokers. Angela, however, wore expensive clothing to flaunt, and seemed to be more of an upper class model. The modeling center would do well with her, but instead she shadowed him. He never truly understood why, she often complained about being associated with him by so many ways, and yet she mimicked his paperwork to get into Metric. In his lap was an open sketch book, although the drawing didn't exactly fit into his surroundings- a dragon flying high above a rather graphic burning building.
"Ugh, you are so wasting paper." The girl replied, huffing as she snatched her phone back. "HEY! There's a scratch!"
"So what?"
"You scratched my phone, asshole!"
"And? It won't damage it." Granted, he was used to such absurd accusations, it was her way of dealing with things- Blame something on everyone else. She glared before hesitantly plopping down next to him.
"Ugh, this art project sucks."
"Then why did you even join the class?"
"I said this project sucked, not the class!" He rolled his eyes slightly.
"I'm surprised. You're usually a people person."
"Yeah, but I can't draw that well!...Hey, you owe me! Draw!"
"I'm not doing your work for you. You wanted in Metric so bad, you might as well work to stay here." Draven shifted further away from her, ignoring the glare that was shot in his direction, far too used to the death glares to be effected anymore. He inhaled another drag, slowly exhaling as he went back to his own drawing, he could easily do the assignment when Angela wasn't breathing over his shoulder.
"I'll tell Dad you're gay!"
"It probably wouldn't be news to him, sorry."
"You are going to hell! So going to hell! You won't even help your sister!"
"Ahh...You claim me? That's news." At this point, Angela looked so ticked off and so red in the face that the only reaction Draven had was to break up laughing.
"ASSHOLE!" The word seemed to echo several times over, which only added onto Draven's reasons to keep laughing.
