(???s P.O.V)
I stare at it intently. Who has this good of hand writing?! A girl obviously! I shake my head at myself and put on my beanie. I need a walk. It was after school so I was back at my door. My roommate was out so a little walk couldn't hurt? I grab my shoes, put them on, and walk out the door. I don't know what I'm going to think about this time but it might be fun. I sigh and continue along the narrow park pathway.
(Nilas P.O.V)
I stare at my papers with ideas for our assignment. I scribble out things here and there. I always think they're stupid ideas but someone always tells me they're great. Then I contradict myself. Ugh! Sometimes I hate this process. (Don't we all) I just don't understand what I'm supposed to do. I know it can be theoretical but like, should I write about and actual rat? WHY WORLD WHY?! I throw another crumpled paper into the trash can across the room.
"Nice shot sis." I head Maxx remark.
"Yea, yea." I say. I slam my head back onto my pillow in frustration.
"Mr.Sinester got ya down?" He asks. When he took that class apparently Sinester gave him trouble. I was told the other way around by Mr.Sinester himself but whatever.
"It's not him it's the assignment." I say.
"A Rat on a Saturday Night?" He asks. I sit up quickly.
"How did you-"
"First of all I can see your paper, second he gives that assignment to every class he has had. A lot of people get stumped on it, just like you." He says.
"Well I don't plan to stay stumped." He smirks at me.
"Have fun." I throw one of my trash papers at his head.
"Go away!"
He laughs and walks down the hall to his room. 24 and still at home. I shake my head and smile. Couldn't ask for a better brother though. I grab my most recent write down paper and look at it. One word sticks out.
Theoretically.
"Guess this is what I'll go off of." I say to myself. I sigh and grab a fresh sheet ready to write down what my brain spills out. Hopefully a good poem.
Rats
Every Saturday night you see
Not as ordinary as can be
I take a minute to see if this should rhyme or not.
One may scurry
Other run
Like our thoughts they carry on
Jealousy comes in shapes and sizes
Rats, bats, cats, all lies
It comes down to one thing
We will flee and spring
In good, bad, and dirty times
I throw in a little Panic! At The Disco reference, 'cause why not.
We have committed crimes
Including ones no one can see
She'd much rather be,
A scurrying rat no one can see,
Than a cat we don't want to be
I finish with a little signature at the end to identify it as mine and put the paper back in my folder. I slide a hand over the folder in satisfaction as I know of all my ideas inside of it. Another, in my opinion, good assignment to turn in. I sigh in contentment and lay back into my bed.
"NILA! DINNER!" My mom yells.
I groan quite loudly but give in to my mom and my stomach. Dinner can't really hurt me.

After dinner, I put my plate in the sink and went to the couch with my brother. I heard my phone do that beep noise, signifying a text. I get up off the couch and go back to the coffee table where I left it. I grab it quickly and head back to my spot on the couch. I plop down and out my thumb on the home button and precede to read the text. It's from Jax! I mean, we weren't always so close but after last year... man we're really close now. Anyway, I read the text
[J: Got my words today...]
[N: Me too. I'm a little freaked out though...]
[J: It's like a feeling of confidence and insecurity... idk... anyway, wyd?]
[N: Just ate dinner you?]
I type quickly awaiting his answer only to be interrupted by my mother.
"Child and other child, bed time."
I laugh at her little remark and nod to her.
[N: Sorry Jax, gotta go. Catch you tomorrow!]
I shut off my phone and head upstairs for "bedtime". My mom has no better name and we don't even go to bed. We just get ready for bed. Well tomorrow's another day and another wonder about who this person is.
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Finally wrote another chapter! Was inspired to right one by a special someone *wink wonk* lol. Let's see what happens next shall we?
YAY- Syd