Recognition. (open)
Nov 26, 2011 16:59:58 GMT -5
Post by I.aM.mE on Nov 26, 2011 16:59:58 GMT -5
The rustling of his sheets as he awoke was irritable as he begged his mind to fall back to sleep. A futile effort seeing as his body was already getting out of that wonderful dream state. His dreams were rare, especially ones that he remembers. From his dreams he gains random deja vu throughout the week. Lucas drempt of a day where he was called into get interviewed for some reason.
He just kind of shook it out of his head, focusing on trying to get ready for the day. What day was it exactly? This boy never has had that helpful common sense character that so many people have, which makes him become the butt of many jokes, doing ridiculous things to make people laugh,something he is good at.
Getting ready was slow, seeing as he was still tired and it wouldn't leave. He slowly stood up streching in his boxers and his t-shirt. He wasn't ready to get up, especially since it was one day that he got to sleep in considering the fact that school wasn't in session today and training wasn't til four o'clock. It was depressing for him to see it was only 7. "Seriously? Again? Do I have some new curse or something?" He let slip out of his mouth as he walked to his closet to change into something he could walk out into the streets in.
The shirt lucas grabbed was just another ordinary shirt for training. Nothing special, but instead of putting on regular training pants, he put those into a bag that he would carry with him to take to his training later that evening, he put on a second shirt that had a symbol on it that meant 'forgiveness is love'. For his pants he put on some regular jeans. Probably the most comfortable clothes he wears, even if they are 'old-fashioned'. It took him a little to put his pants on seeing as he stumbled around trying to get his legs into them, shows how unbalanced he is when he is tired. Everyone says one day he is going to be hurt from that.
He hurried out the door to begin his jog for the morning. He didn't know how long he wanted to jog, so for now it was just going to be until it felt like his lungs were to tired to continue. His jog wasn't normally exciting. He hoped to change that today and meet someone new. His friends are helpful and everything, but its good to continue to make new friends. As he was jogging he realized he had forgot a water bottle, Guess I should take it slow and not dehydrate myself. He thought as he slowed down to start walking in the street.
It was a nice day out, the sun wasn't completely up, but mostly and it felt nice. The weather was good and it was surprising that there weren't more people out today, then again, not many people tend to be up early on their days off. So it was more of a surprise that he was up then others weren't.
He just kind of shook it out of his head, focusing on trying to get ready for the day. What day was it exactly? This boy never has had that helpful common sense character that so many people have, which makes him become the butt of many jokes, doing ridiculous things to make people laugh,something he is good at.
Getting ready was slow, seeing as he was still tired and it wouldn't leave. He slowly stood up streching in his boxers and his t-shirt. He wasn't ready to get up, especially since it was one day that he got to sleep in considering the fact that school wasn't in session today and training wasn't til four o'clock. It was depressing for him to see it was only 7. "Seriously? Again? Do I have some new curse or something?" He let slip out of his mouth as he walked to his closet to change into something he could walk out into the streets in.
'Despite the lies that your makin, your love is mine for the taking,
My love is just waiting, to turn your tears to roses.'
My love is just waiting, to turn your tears to roses.'
The shirt lucas grabbed was just another ordinary shirt for training. Nothing special, but instead of putting on regular training pants, he put those into a bag that he would carry with him to take to his training later that evening, he put on a second shirt that had a symbol on it that meant 'forgiveness is love'. For his pants he put on some regular jeans. Probably the most comfortable clothes he wears, even if they are 'old-fashioned'. It took him a little to put his pants on seeing as he stumbled around trying to get his legs into them, shows how unbalanced he is when he is tired. Everyone says one day he is going to be hurt from that.
He hurried out the door to begin his jog for the morning. He didn't know how long he wanted to jog, so for now it was just going to be until it felt like his lungs were to tired to continue. His jog wasn't normally exciting. He hoped to change that today and meet someone new. His friends are helpful and everything, but its good to continue to make new friends. As he was jogging he realized he had forgot a water bottle, Guess I should take it slow and not dehydrate myself. He thought as he slowed down to start walking in the street.
It was a nice day out, the sun wasn't completely up, but mostly and it felt nice. The weather was good and it was surprising that there weren't more people out today, then again, not many people tend to be up early on their days off. So it was more of a surprise that he was up then others weren't.
