Snicket

[Caer Ibormeith]

She tried to say his name, she tried to stop him but her voice and actions faded as he walked away. "You're not the only one with a secret..." her whisper was brushed far away by the wind. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and moved the elbow-lengths gloves that she always wore down to her wrists.
Her arms were covered in deep reds and pinks of scar tissue. They whorled around in a slightly textured design. She grimaced as she ran a finger tip over the skin, she had only one clue as to who had done this to her--he had eyes, crimson and slitted, like the picture Jack had drawn.

[Apollo]

jack turned and saw her looking at her hands but kept walking. I should have kept my mouth shut./ . I should done what my unlce had done and kept my $%^&#@ mouth SHUT!! Jack bent down and when no one was around watching him and he pounded the earth with his bare hands. He thought of his house thathe had just moved into and started to get a feeling of a pull. He knew this feeling. His father used to say. . .
Jack looked up and saw hi house in front of him. He looked aorund more to kae sure it was where it was supposed to be and not that he had moved it. "I did it" he breathed. He had finally gotten the abilty to move through spacee like he could move itmes, he could move himself through it. He stood up and walked inside and slammed it hard. His uncle got up fro the couch and just looked at him.
"What did you do?" he said. His eyes werent the soft blue anymore they had become hard and cold.
"I told some one who i had absolute confidence in about myself and she took it bad." he sighed knowing he was in big trouble. but his eyes started to hurt and before the yelling started his aunt came in having heard it and saw what was happening. She got in the way and held him as he stood strong.
He pushed himself back and said "but on the bright side I summoned myself here" his aunt smiled. His wholefamily were summoners and that was a great day when they could summon them selve becuase there body knew it could move through the rift it created to move objects through. Jack went to bed happy and sad. . . but mostly terrified.

[Caer Ibormeith]

Tyde opened the door to her apartment. "I'm home." Her rooms didn't reply. Why did I even think that i would get a reply? It wasn't like this when Mom was alive...it was even better than this when Dad was single! She threw herself down onto her bed and let her tears flow. They suggested me to move out and live by myself when they got married. She just doesn't want to have her new husband's offspring that don't have her genes to live in that house.
She was shaking slightly, letting her depression seep into the surroundings. She sat up lethargically and looked at the picture of her father and his new wife. Without moving a single part of her body the picture and its frame was sliced into numerous pieces. The broken glass covered the floor.
She carelessly walked over the glass barefoot and got the broom to sweep it off the wooden floor. When she finished she picked the remaining bits out of her feet and wrapped them. She laid down on her bed, not bothering to change into pajamas and just fell into a shallow and restless sleep.

[Apollo]

School was the same. It's amazing how when something in your life changes the school always seems to be the same no matter what. Jack remebered he could summon himself AFTER he had already gotten to the school but it would have been a bad idea because there were kids everywhere. Jack didn't know where to go. GHe usaully found Tyde and they talked but now. . . Now that she freaked out about me being what I am, now what? He sighed and headed inside early and walked the barren halls (well except for a teacher every once in a while). He arrived at his destination, the rtrooms and just sat down and started to draw. But hye couldn't get anything to come up. He closed his eyes and decided he would draw what ever came into his head next. It just so hapened that person who was in his head was Tyde
Jack opened his eyes and began the trek to his first class. I'll talk to her after school.

[Caer Ibormeith]

Tyde didn't go to school that day, and she called in sick for her job too. She laid on her bed, her head pounding.
"Ugh, I hate congestion." She blew her nose again and swallowed a few pills, hoping that they would clear out her nose, at least for a little while. She had pulled her hair off of her face and neck and shuffled around the apartment in her slippers. Her bathrobe rested on her shoulders over her tee shirt and boxers.
"Why did I have to get sick? I mean, what did I do to get sick?" She thew her robe off and took out a small jar of some sort of lotion. She rubbed it into her scars on her arms, wincing at certain points. The burns were bad enough that they had moved around the nerves, but didn't destroy them for some reason. She had to massage this special lotion into her scars every other day to keep the scars from splitting and so the skin doesn't get stiff, otherwise she wouldn't be able to move.

[Apollo]

Jack looked for Tyde all day but didn't find her. He was worried about her even though he barely knew her. The short time together made him think of her as a friend. He looked in the school directory and after school he went to find her house. He finally found it after an hour and called his aunt and uncle to maek sure they weren't worried about him.
He was nervous and he wasn't even there yet. His heart was in his throat, this seemed to happen a lot for him up here in Maine. But once he was off the bus he saw it was an apartment. He climbed the steps and pushed the number he knew was Tyde's and hoped her parents or her were in a good mood.

[Caer Ibormeith]

Tyde had only finished with her left arm, which wasn't as bad as her right. She jumped at the sound of the buzzer but walked over to the box next to her door. She pushed a button on the intercom, "Who is it?" She sounded very stuffy.
She hadn't been expecting anyone to drop by, let alone know her address. Her apartment was the old fashioned kinda where the visitors had to buzz the apartment they wanted to go into (unless they had a key) and be let in by the owner.

[Apollo]

Jack was speechless. He didn't know if he could talk. He tried but no words came out just a bunch. . . nothing. FInally he found his voice (he had hit his foot on the step and had hit it hard to get it but it was there and loud. " GOD DAMN IT!!!" Jack swore. He remembered that Tyde was waiting for some one to actually talk so he started. "Hey it's me. . . Jack, I noticed you didn't come to school and I got worried I mightr have freaked you out so I was wondering if I could come up to talk about it. Or about why you haven'e been to school today. Either one. . or both." Jack backed off bu thought of something "And could you think a little fast '
cause I forgot my sweatshirt and it's kinda cold for shorts and a t-shirt."

[Caer Ibormeith]

"You're so smart." She buzzed him in. She forgot about putting lotion on her other arm for the moment and cleaned up all the tissues that had fallen out of the small trashcan that 'lived' next to her couch.
She grabbed her robe and put it back on, but didn't both tying it. She was covered up good enough. Her tee was baggy and said "We Will Rock You!" with Queen's insignia in a greywash in the center. Her boxers were a light blue trimmed with a deeper blue in pinstripes at the sides.
She smiled briefly at her robe, which had a small cartoon person saying, "I've canceled Mondays!" because her mother used to wear it all the time. She shook her head when she heard the footsteps in the hall and unlocked the door. She opened the small medicine cabinet three steps away and took out a few pills.

[Apollo]

Jack opened the door and saw that Tyde was in her pj's and a bathrobe and took a wild geuss "sick?"
He took a quick look around and saw it wasn't as neat as he thought it would be. Jack had only known now that she lived alone because no one else was here and there was only one bedroom so it was obvious something happened between one or both parents but Jack was going to judge her. Except on living stile. "You do know it's unsannitary to live like a slob right?. . . I'm not saying you are but maybe you should clean up so you can see more of the rug" Jack finished the last part quickly so Tyde wouldn't rip his head off. . he liked his head where it was. . firmly attached to his shoulders.