We Live, We Breathe, (BXB|PAFP) We Love, Then we Die. Isn't that Right?

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    'Perhaps everything moves are in one big giant circle. Never beginning, Never ending. Infinite. It's like the world is stuck on an obnoxious repeat only with a few minor touch ups. Everyday I watch the sun rise, then set. Maybe, this day will be better then the last. Something new.
    I never knew what it was like to fall in love. Or to have an actual family.
    After all, what good does a bombing do? It only destroys, kills, breaks the dreams of children who survived like I did.
    I was shipped away after the trauma, going into only a former husk of myself, Placed into the care of another family who disposed me because of what I looked like. Of course I looked different, don't we all?
    I would wake up like any other day, watch the sun rise in the morning and prepared myself for everything the worlds going to throw at me.
    This day, was different. My fake family has shown some kindness towards me, ever since I've gone silent. They got everyone ready for their day, and headed off.
    But, someone new walked into class that day, I thought that he was like all the others, disposing against me for what I appeared to be. I was wrong, or was I right?


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    Meet Elian, A bomb survivor. An outcast, hated upon. Who always believed that the works is made up of minsters with friendly faces.
    All you have to do, is walk into that classroom, and change his view on things, forever, just begin with a photo and we will be on our ways.


    His light blue eyes was trained on the paper and pencil sitting on the desk before him. He would hear the faint murmurs of people who surrounded him teasing him with mocking voices of how he will never reply back, he couldn't. With his voice away, how could he stand up for himself anyways? His hand lifted the pencil up and he began writing only to be interrupted as the teached's voice rang out, gaing the attention of the other students and Elian. With steady eyes he listened to what she had to say, something about a new student arriving. She turned to the door where It opened, someone walked inside.

    Alex walked in, his black hair pushed aside in an attempt to hide the thick scar that ran across his face, turning his left eye, which appeared to be green, milky white, with only a hint of its true color showing. His right eye was ice blue, staring around the class as if daring them to speak, as it was an extremely rare occurrance for a human to be born with two eyes of different colors. His features were sharp, though the daring grin on his face suggested he was more humor than horror

    The sky blue eyed male blinked as he watched the newcomer with a hint of curiosity his head tilting to the side causing strands of white hair to shift. Other students in the class began to murmur among themselves.
    "Would You like to introduce yourself to the class?" The Teacher, Mrs. Fields, asked.

    "I'm Alex, and i just know you're going to ask me this anyway, so ill answer what you're akk thinking. I got this scar on my traveks, my little sister didn't see the wolf coming, and I couldn't well let her die, so I- well I think you can guess what happened next..." He took out a large tooth, tied on a piece of string, dangling it on his finger before putting it around his neck. He pushed his hair to the side so everybody could see the dark pink scar that ran diagonally across his face. "That's all for today folks, tune in tonorrow for more on the subject." He winked at the white haired boy, walking over to the table next to his. "May I sit here?" He asked lightly

    The blue eyed male listened intently o what he had to say, curious like all the other students. When Alex concluded his introduction He could of swore that the newcomer was staring at him. He shook the thought away and returned to his papers, slightly jumping at Alex's voice. He could hear the other students murmuring after that question. Elian shrugged simply as if to say 'If you want.'

    Alex sat down, getting his papers in order. "I'm Alex, Alex Gray. Might i know your name?" He asked, smiling. His one ice blue eye trained on the boy. Naturally he couldn't see out of the other one...

    The darker skinned male blinked awkwardly before digging into the backpack at his side. Taking notice on how the other students had their gazes turned to the front again. He pulled out a small wad of paper and took one of his pencils off the desk. Scribbling across its surface, then turned it so that He could read what Elian had wrote, 'Elian, Harrison...'

    He nodded his head lightly blinking his ice blue eyes. This boy, he was interesting. Elian's gaze flickered to the teacher who was in the middle of a lecture for some simple stuff.

    His eyes went back to Alex, who wore a dumbfounded expression from what he could tell. Then wrote something quickly into the little notepad. He stopped looked to the teacher and handed the page to him, 'Never heard of the Contents of a Cell?'

    His shoulders shook slightly to give off that he was chuckling lightly returning his attention to the front of the class where he stayed like that for the rest of the period.

    Elian stopped slightly blinking, then gave a small nod pulling out a slip of paper. Scribbling on it he handed it to Alex. 'I can... It's just better if I don't, I'm a mute around school...

    Elians cheeks darkened slightly as he read the small reply, His eyes looking Bak to Alex quickly only to dart away. Giving off a vibe that told him 'Thanks....'