This blog written for a fictional character in a game called Scion by White Wolf Publishing...this is a work of fiction!

Monday, March 21, 2011

February is more calm but more important.

Oh the calm is wonderful!  Since cutting out the drama my grades have gone back to A's and if I keep up the work I should end the year with honors.  I'm still debating entering a diving competition.  Jack and Harry think I should and I value their opinion over anyone else's so we'll see.

Middle of the month I found Tigre and we had another talk.  He had been reading up on the other pantheon's beliefs and stories as well as his new girlfriend, Hawt, teaching him about the Egyptians.  The conversation moved onto Cortez and him finding out that a man he had hated for so long ended up being his brother.  Cortex had been corrupted by the titan Aten and the musket Tigre now had used to be his.  I encouraged him to ask his Da about Cortez and he said his Da would likely send him to hunt the information rather than just tell him.  I replied I would help him if I could when the time came.  Tigre is turning out to be one of my best friends, and I told him about what it was like growing up.  I told him dealing with people is only a recently learned skill and what I don't know I fake.  I am trying to take the attitude of without how I grew up I would not be me, but told him I would kill my grandmother if I ever got the chance and he said he would be there to help.  We talked about Chi and her unfiltered opinions before Hawt texted him and he left.

Harry had the hot tub put in for Valentine's Day and we had a lot of fun breaking it in that night.  Then the 23rd rolled around.  Why do I remember the exact date you ask?  Well I'll tell you why.  I had made my third full dinner ever thanks to Zee's lessons and Harry really liked it.  When we finished I told him about the first time he walked into the classroom.  I felt my heart skip a beat and when he called on me I was so damn nervous I had butterflies doing loop-the-loops in my stomach.  But I thrive under pressure and did my best to hide it.  It wasn't what he asked of me it was THAT he asked me.  I felt drawn to him from day one and was worried he would see it and think I was one of those creepy, clingy, stalker girls.  He told me he was a little worried I may have a stalker streak and that's part of why he invited me on the investigation he was working on.  Somehow he managed to get me sidetracked from where I was going with that to talking about his 'roommate' but I brought us back to it and just said it.  I told him I loved him.  I've felt it since the night I found him nearly dead and he said "I thought there was something unhidden in your eyes when I woke. The sight has never left me, your beauty and love radiating from your soul. I love you too Korina." I felt my heart sing with joy at those words. I loved him and he loved me back. He looked me in the eye and gave me a soul searching look that I knew to well and I teased him for using my look to which he replied "And so the teacher becomes the pupil." and kissed me with more passion and fire than I ever felt from him. That night was amazing and it is burned into my heart and mind forever. 

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