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Current Four years, such a long time. But after figuring out my life, and dealing with too much shit to count, I’m ready to start again!
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He buried his head in her hair, just taking in her scent. He could feel her drifting off to sleep in his arms, but he doubted he would find it easy to fall asleep now. There was too much energy racing through his body. He gently brushed his hand over her back, a calming motion for him as much as it is for her. He took a deep breath, looking over towards the window with a yawn. @Arista
His eyes flashed over the drawing on her desk, confusion clear on his face. How did she know what he had seen in his dreams? His eyebrows furrowed, grimacing slightly again, the pain worsening the more that he thought about this. He slowly sat down, rubbing his arm, nodding in reaction to her question. "Yeah I'm fine. Just some uh... Old injuries acting up." He moved his hand slowly from his arm, his muscles twitching slightly.

He looked over as she closed her notebook before saying slowly," where did you get that scene from?" He studied her face, his eyebrows drawing closer together again. He wasn't sure of what was going on, or why this was making him hurt, but there was something significant with it. @Arista
Xavier awoke to the feel of paws pressing against his chest, licks running over his face and chin. He grimaced, pressing the dogs face away from him. He grumbled," stop Leo, get off!" He slowly sat up, running a hand through his wild and crazy hair with a grumble. He slowly got up, avoiding the wiggling and happy dog around his legs. He was sure that Leo was a puppy still, despite being several years old. He was way too happy in the morning. He snatched a shirt from his dresser, tugging it on over his head with a yawn. He trudged downstairs, his footfalls heavy on the ground. Walking over to the backdoor, unlatching the dog door, before grabbing the water and food bowl from its mat. Filling both up, he returned upstairs.

After a quick shower, he tugged on clean clothes, letting his fingers drift over the scars on his arms. He still wondered what they were from. Running his hands through his hair to ensure that his hair looked decent, he once again clomped downstairs. After grabbing a quick snack, he left out the garage door, hoping on his motorcycle and turning it on. Rolling out, he tore off down the street, heading towards his least favorite part of every day.

School.

He got off his motorcycle before walking inside, looking around briefly before heading to his first class. He was almost late, but he generally always arrived at this time. Entering the class, he gazed around for the empty seats, and spotting one next to a girl by a window. He walked over, easily dodging around desks and backpacks, before sitting.

A startled gasp sounded from him when his eyes laid sight on the picture she was drawing, his heart pounding in his chest. That looked exactly like he place that he had seen in his dreams, over and over. He then let out a slight hiss of pain, his hand flying to the scars on his arms as pain radiated through his arm and back. @Arista
He breathed in her scent, moving to kiss her shoulder, his body still quivering. He could feel the cold from her but he couldn't focus enough to cool down his own body yet. He nuzzled her neck slightly, as if he was confirming she was actually there and not a figment of his imagination. He let out a puff of air, slowly releasing his grip on her so she wasn't nearly as crushed against his body. He took a few deep breaths, slowly calming down his brain. Once his brain was calmed, he then realized exactly how warm his body was. He took a deep breath again, slowly cooling his body down to its normal temperature. He then mumbled into her neck softly," sorry..."
My thought was in taking this," I've been in a Criminal Justice class, that'll give me a good background." Then class actually started and there was no chance of me leaving the class. @Arista
He whimpered slightly louder in his sleep as he accidentally hurt her in the real world, as if it was connected to the world in his dreams. He flinched slightly at her touch, before jerking awake as she shook him. Pure panic filled his expression, and he pulled back slightly, his eyes flashing wildly around, trying to orient himself. Once he finally focused on Enna, relief filled his eyes before tears sprung up, and he crushed her tightly too him, his body shaking, face pressed into the crook of her neck, and he mumbled, almost continuously," you're safe... You're alive... You're safe..."

His body temperature cooled down slightly since he woke up, but he was still overly hot. Nearing the heat that he was previous, tends to be when his clothes would catch a light. Many a time he had awoken from a nightmare his his shirt burning around him. @Arista
For me it's called not studying for a test in AP government tomorrow that replaces 79.9% of my grade. Like, completely just kicking out the previous grades and making my grade that. And I'm terrible at focusing in that class. ADHD for the win. I took two practice tests, got a 63% on one, and 57 on the other @Arista
The procrastination is real right now @Arista
Adrian's face began twitching, low, quiet growls sounding in a chest. Sweat began to appear on his face, his hands twitching. The growls slowly got louder as his body temperature began to increase. Soon whines filtered into the growls, his eyes flicking behind closed lids. His whimpers grew louder, a desperate look appearing on his face. He was still sound asleep however. His hands tightened on her shirt, his body quickly heating up more. @Arista
His grip around her tightened slightly as she wiggled closer, holding her to him. His breathing slowly drifting quieter. He fell asleep, pressing his face into her hair. Her scent calmed him, allowing him to sleep better. As she wiggled more, he moved a bit, his fingers drifting over her back softly. He gently kissed her head, drifting once again back off to sleep. @Arista
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