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he looked to the other "Insomnia can make you die sooner than expected" he say truthfully it had been something he had read in one of the medical journals at his home. Closing his door but leaving it open a jar to allow some of the dull candle light into his room it comforted him a little not that he was afraid of the dark it was just a habit. Placing his glass on his night table he moved back into his bed and closed his eyes trying to sleep once more though found himself tossing and turning every now and then.
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"Some times I hope for it." he said as he placed the book down walked over to his bed laid down looking at the ceiling his mind wondered around some once that had happened he found him self drifting off into sleep so he though. I am the manry-est of men! |
Marcus couldn't believe what he had just hared the other say, to him is was as bad as committing suicide "You should never wish for death, we are young there is a lot to live for" he stated yawning as he drifted back into a light slumber, hoping the other might brighten up in a while, he just put it down to sleep deprivation and homesickness so paid it little mind.
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Falling into his sleep like state some times it being short sometimes it being long but he could never remember much after it but he always seem to just never notice it on how he was. Be in his sleep all he would ever dream about was how he was to live how his life should be. I am the manry-est of men! |
Marcus remained asleep for a few more hours, but woke up still feeling unrested Sighing he found himself looking to the ceiling wondering how he was going to make it in the school as he was unable to sleep properly even for a night "I can't think like that, it's only one night... I'm sure it'll pass." he knew he couldn't quit or ask to be homeschooled again, his father was seeing it as a weakness more so as his son had no allies as it stood and that just wouldn't do as far as he was concerned.
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Damien was already up and looking well groomed for what he looked as of yesterday. His hair was neat licked back some tied back with a black ribbon wearing a find shirt and coat with a pair of nice slacks with a pair of good shoes. He looked far better now then he would have at any other point of the other day. I am the manry-est of men! |
Marcus came out of his room dressed in a white shirt, black ribbon neck tie, blue petticoat, with a black overcoat, smart trousers and new shoes shined to military fashion. his hair was loose on his back, though he yawned, his hand covering his mouth as he did so he stilt felt exhausted and it showed in his eyes.
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"You look tired still, care for cup of coffee?" he asked the other as he took a sip of the drink he had made it was kind that would kick a person awake but for someone like it had no effect in anyway. I am the manry-est of men! |
Marcus looked to him and shook his head a little to the offer of coffee "I'm not allowed coffee, sorry" he say taking a seat he felt like such a child for not being allowed things that other people his age seemed to be allowed to have but he believed his parents where doing what they believed was in his best interest. Closing his eyes for a moment as he thought "It's the first time I have stayed away from home without my mother and father so I am having restless sleep" he say honestly
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"Heh a baby till this day, I find it cute." he said as he placed the drink down, leaned back against the counter to read the paper folding it, placing it behind him as he stretched a little hearing different parts of him crack he now felt lose and limber. I am the manry-est of men! |
He looked to the other and pouted a little at the comment that was made, he wasn't a baby he just followed the rules that where given to him by his parents and like a loyal son and a devout catholic he followed them "I am not a baby, I just have this thing where if I am in a strange place I panic and so can't sleep" he say quietly not liking the fact he was being classed as a baby or cute
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"Well it seems I better be off my class starts in a while." as he walked out taking the paper with him. "See you again then." as he headed out the door once he did he had found a few of his friends they all greeted one another headed off to class. I am the manry-est of men! |
Marcus looked at him blinking finding what the other had just said strange considering they had been given a week off to get use to the school grounds and get to know some of the other people inside the school. "Damien, we where given a little time to get use to the school, we don't have class today... we are allowed out of the school to get use to the surrounding area, we start on Monday, four days from now" he stated
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Damien wondered about the area with his friends laughing some enjoying him self once it got into afternoon he returned back to his room going to see if he could make him self something to eat. I am the manry-est of men! |
Marcus would have fallen asleep on the couch, the travel and the lack of sleep during the night was still taking it's toll on him as much as he tried to fight it. His closed eyes and gentle breathing coming from his lips as he was in a peaceful sleep some of his hair covering his face making him seem all the more innocent
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"Hmmm looks like the princess was still sleepy after all." as he shut the door quietly looked about to see what he could make for lunch finding some thing he started to make something to eat it. I am the manry-est of men! |
After a while he sat up and yawned, his hand going to cover his mouth instinctively, it was just second nature to him now "Sorry, I should have went to my room" he said gently lowering his hand, his cheeks pinking embarrassed that he was seen a sleep he never intended to fall asleep he just became so relaxed. "Why didn't you wake me up" he say quietly
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"Eh you look to cute to wake up." he said. His sleeves where rolled up as he was cutting up some things tossing them into a pan he hummed a small song to him self. "Did you rest well?" I am the manry-est of men! |
His cheeks brightened as he heard the other called him cute again he was feeling embarrassed as it wasn't normal for a boy to call another boy cute. "I-I did thank you" he say watching the other with fascination, since he was no longer allowed to be in a kitchen "How was class?" he asked knowing that their lessons shouldn't have started just yet.
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"I lied there was no class, I just wanted to go and hang out with my friends." he admited to the other as he added some seasoning into the food. "I also went ouy got something to make food for a while." I am the manry-est of men! |
Hearing how the other lied to him he closed his eyes, he didn't like liars that's for sure. "I'm going to go out later, I am a stranger in these parts" It was only a part truth, the other didn't seem to want to be around him and he really dind want to be around Damien, quietly moving out his room, taking his wallet he moved towards the door "I'll see you later" his voice content
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"alright just don't get lost princess, it would be sad if something happened to you while out on your own. If you want I can go with you." he offered up to the other but continued to cook the food he was making. I am the manry-est of men! |
Marcus stopped in his tracks as he was called princess by Damien, it was something he didn't need at the moment. "Don't call me princess "I'm a boy" he say grumbling a little walking out of the room, he didn't want to go on his own but he was mad that he was called princess.
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"Or would you like me to call you a dear prince instead?" he asked him as split the food on to two plates then turning around with a smirk in a teasing matter. "Want some if not I can always save it." he said to the other. I am the manry-est of men! |
Marcus couldn't help but grumble a bit at how the other was acting towards him. "Stop being inconsiderate towards my feelings, my name is just fine Damien." he huffed moving out of the room and never looked back he felt like he was being teased because of his looks. Last think he wanted to think about was his roommate buying him a dress as a joke
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"Alright then well have a nice outing then." as he shrugged some wrapping the other plate up he walked into his room with the other sat at his desk reading a book taking a bite here and there as he read. I am the manry-est of men! |
Marcus walked out of the school and looked around he hadn't expected it to be so cold but then again what did he expect at the beginning of February. Looked around just at the outside gate he seen some of the other boys of the school and listened as they commented how he shouldn't be there it was an all boy school and so moved quickly back to his dorm and into his room
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The fork hung from his mouth as he blinked some hearing the door open then close then another door open then close. He looked around pulled out his pocket watch blinked looked at the same time. "Eh back so, soon why is that?" I am the manry-est of men! |
He looked to the other for a moment before walking to his room "I don't want to talk about it" he say quietly walking into his room and closing the door behind him, he couldn't help the fact he looked more feminine, but the last thing he wanted to hear was he didn't belong because he looked like a girl
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Pushing his chair back walking oout of his room to the others knocking on it some. "If you mad about me teasing you I'm sorry I was just fooling about out just for a joke. . ." he said hoping he was not the main cause of it. I am the manry-est of men! |
He looked to his door "Come in" he said when the other came in he would notice he had scissors in his hand and held his hair as if he was ready to cut it "I came to terms with how I looked a long time ago, but I was about to go out and others looked at me saying I was a girl and didn't belong here and how they would like to do bad things" he say in a whisper
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"Woah hey hey, I happen to like that hair of yours" as he spoke the fork falling from his mouth as he caught it placed it into his pocket. Walking into the room to take the cutting item away from him. I am the manry-est of men! |
"My mother and father like my hair long, however it will make my life here a living hell if I don't rid myself of it" he say trying to grab his scissors back with little success
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"Why would it matter of what they say? You like the way you look right you said so your self you pride your self on your looks cause you got them from your mother. Why not keep it I find it nice a wonderful. You are very lovely looking individual so I don't see anything wrong with it." as he held the scissors away from the other. I am the manry-est of men! |
"Yes I love the fact I look like my mother, but it makes it hard in a place like this, after all I look like a girl in a boys school" he say looking to the floor still reaching for the scissors "They want to do horrid things to me" he say quietly
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"I wont let them, your my roomie and I'll look out for you how is that." he said smiled at him blonde hair falling over his eyes some. Then crossed his arms to show he was telling the truth and he meant it. I am the manry-est of men! |
Marcus glared for a few seconds that the other would believe that he would need to be taken care of like a child, he got enough of that kind of thing at home "I don't need taking care of, what I need is my scissors so I can cut my hair" he say standing up and grabbing for them once more "give them back Damien" he whined
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"No, I wont, I can't let you do that. I think they would be shocked and sadden it happened. I think the person most hurt by it all may be your mother so I don't think you should do it." as he moved away from the other. I am the manry-est of men! |
Hearing that the action may hurt his mother he sat down and tied his hair back with a silk ribbon "I don't want to hurt my mother, she gave me my life, and her love" he say looking to the portrait of his family and smiled "Forgive me mother" he whispered
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"See I'm not a bad guy, I made a point." he said smiled at him. Trying to make the other feel better. I am the manry-est of men! |
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