Category: Angst - Original
Rating: PG-15
Warning: Mature Content *, * character death. Word
counter (total): 12000 approx.
Disclaimer: The story and characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to persons and / or events is purely coincidental. The story and characters are my own, any partial or complete reproduction is plagiarism (a crime!). Rights of authors to whom it may concern references to intellectual property of others.
- V -
felt heat moving through his veins repulsive and although llovíay looked out the window at people passing warm could only think of a shower of cold water to quench that sensation. Mentally repeated that he should not have left the bed, he would have ignored the cell phone alarm as he always did, but that particular day had been more insistent and just came across boring through the brain every time you make a sound.
seat is lifted somewhat overwhelmed by people who had, addressedLXC
-Aby, I answered ... - Luna spoke coming to your desktop as well.
- I spoke perhaps? - He said.
And if you spoke was the same. He would not listen, When I did not even? When listening to what others have to say? Since someone had listened and believed him. And that person had betrayed her, then simply concluded that listening to people do you any good. - What you told me?tested ran forever, is that perhaps it was.
- May I speak with you alone, in April?
"Yes, of course. "Then when finished to accommodate your personal effects waiting in my office .- a friendly nod as the man fired and retraced his steps.
The girls saw him leave and enter the office.
- What the old man want? - Chestnut said.
only saw her, did not hint to answer or move. Was notto a day of great autocomprensióny least understand the rest. Then began to get some papers from the backpack he was carrying and stopped seeing her friend to accommodate them.
- Is it always going to ignore me when I talk? - Sighed.
"I have no idea who wants the boss happy"? - Said dryly and serious.
-Uff, a lot .- quipped "Well, I'm going to finish the point I was left pending. Good luck with the boss.
drew a "thank you" with their lips, but did not pronounce nfucking hey everybody behind. Preferred to be responsible to ruin people in its path, although it was not just social reasons was not to annoy those who do not do anything. It just was not his nature.
Some girls went whispering of who knows what things and brought back a little reality. Sighed convinced that the day would be long. He got up and finally decided to go to the office.
had to be something pretty important for me to call to talk in private. It was such a good man, but sometimes went past intrusive thoughto.
- So, how I can help you, boss? "- Muttered.
not answered. Only one extended his hand and handed her the folder. She took it and flipped jaded sniffing the contents. Several stories, poems, writings in general, and finally a personal profile of a boy by what he saw in the picture without reading.
- What do you want to do with this?
"I know this is not your thing, but I want you to charge the boy hicieras. It is a future writer and want the exclusivity of what you write to our newspaper. NecEsito that guidance and assistance to feel comfortable here, working.
"I'm not babysitting anyone, sir. Find yourself another .- said with contempt, leaving the papers on the desk.
"There's other April. You will wear well. At least give it a try .- and supporting the folder index finger slipped into April, at least read something you wrote, you'll see that being so young is amazing the way he narrates.
Withread had nothing to lose, so I picked up the papers again.
-Vas to see that you will feel identified, will you please read it.
To feel identified? "Indulge? Had to be kidding if he really believed those words. DO YOU WISH to point something he wrote a kid?
"Okay. With your permission, I will.
He turned and turned the knob. But a voice stopped her before they could leave.
"Promise me that if that happens, you will do what I asked .- concluded.
-course .- replied sarcastically. CH TMLXC
-Wow, where did you learn to write like that, Dan? I wish I had your gift!
"I did not get anywhere, and is not a gift. And another thing, how do you know that I wrote?
"Your way to express yourself and tell is unique, distinguish even write a fairy tale for girls silly.
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