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Fun
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Fun

Characters:
Pamela Tithel, Malachy Lamont
Genre: Fluff, Turn Back That Clock

Malachy always couldn't help but notice that whenever he played in the playgrounds with his friends; undoubtly he would find a young brunette sitting on a bench alone, her nose buried in thick books. Her fringe had been neatly clipped to the side with a strange cross-designed pin, although she was probably a year younger or the the same age, a rimless glasses was positioned onto the bridge of her nose. Call him observant, but he found her fascinating.

It was the the 13th--but whose counting?--time he saw her. Many time he had wanted to invite her to play with his friends, but judging how she didn't mingle along with any of the kids in the playground; he could tell she was shy. Slowly, he mustered whatever little pride he had in that ten-year old body, he walked up to her. "H-Hello there!"

He watched her blink, before giving a small wave with her small hand. "Can I help you?"

"Ye-- I mean, no. I just.. you know, wanna talk." Gulping, he forgot to note that she had rather intimidating caramel eyes. "I'm Malachy."

"Pamela," she said slowly, unsure of how this would turn out. I mean, how often does a red-head freckled boy come up to a secluded girl and actually tried making friends with her? "... Do you wanna take a seat?" Pamela gestured to the unoccupied seat beside her, gathering her books and stacking them up neatly so he could sit a bit more comfortably.

Malachy heaved up onto the rather high bench, and cocked his head in her book. "I always wondered, how come you come to a playground to read books? Can't you do that at home?"

"U-Um..." The red-head looked closer, pages of colorful panels were positioned inside a bulky thick book. "Mom and Dad don't.. allow me to read manga, so I have to sneak it here..."

... He didn't expected this. The secluded nerd was a manga junkie? Malachy wondered if she had any Shonen Jump...

Grinning, "do you have any other manga?" She nodded and handed him few collection of manga volumes.

Screw violent dodge ball, reading manga is fun.

~ End

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Arietta Atherischer
14 years old
Scorpio Just a lonely lil' girl.
There might be times where I might use a character from an anime or game.
I love:
That boy,
the other boy,
games,
Kingdom Hearts,
Ventus,
Sora,
Roxas,
art,
music,
Ryoji Mochizuki,
my PSP [Arixus, who evidently, earned two scars],
my DS [Delilah, whose an oldie]
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