Let it snow (Patch)

[Brielle Vacanti]

Brielle laid down in the grass in the courtyard. She was decked out in her winter coat, scarf and gloves. She kept her eyes open as she watched the snow fall down on her. She thought it was beautiful, the white flakes gently floating down from the heavens. She opened her mouth to let the flakes fall into her mouth. She could feel them melting on her tongue, filling her mouth with soft wet drops of water. She smiled sadly and closed her mouth against the flakes.

To bad the snow wasn't real.

The flakes were starting to fade away, after 3 minutes of snow it seems her power was starting to quit. 3 minutes wasn't bad for an inexperienced illusionist , but the side effects for 3 minutes shouldn't be as strong as they were. She could still feel the touches of melting snow on her skin. She knew they were never real, but to her they felt real, too real.

But that was a worry for another day, to day was just for self discipline. She sat up and shook her hair to get it back into a natural looking position. She looked around into the empty courtyard and smiled. Her smile didn't last long as she noticed a boy there with her. A very angry looking boy.

Brielle may not of been the most social of people, or even the most observant , but she could tell when people were upset. And them being upset made Brielle upset. For some unknown reason people who were upset always hit Brielle hard, she didn't like it and would do anything to make them happy once more.

Even if this meant putting her social awkwardness behind her and speaking to someone.

She got up and quietly walked over to where he was located."Um hi, are...are you okay? You look upset?"

[Patch Diaz]

He had been in the library for a few more hours before he finally decided to call it quits, the equations, theories, and rules, he had read about were just not clicking. He had no idea what was going on by the end of the chapter, and the asshole who took his seat ans caused him his distraction took a good chunk of time he could have been using to study away from him. He didn't want it to get to him, but he was tired of his inability to do math, and he sort of blamed the blonde boy.

After leaving the library, he thought about going down to the student lounge to relax, or just back to his room to take a nap. Instead he decided to take another walk outside, maybe he would meet someone new like Mia, or maybe he would stew in his own hate for a while.

When he got out into the courtyard it was empty, all except for one girl lying on her back in the grass, starring up into the sky. He could swear he saw snow falling above her, but he put it out of his mind. He didn't feel like getting into powers right now. So while the girl lied alone in the court yard, patch took up a bench on the other side and sat there, fuming and thinking over what had happened only hours before. The guy had some nerve, doing what he did, so obnoxious.. and when he had fallen on him. His head still ached from that.

He probably sat there for a good three minutes before he heard movement coming towards him, for a minute he thought it was going to be the guy. It wasn't, it was the girl who had been lying down earlier. "Um hi, are...are you okay? You look upset?" She asked, she seemed sincere enough. Patch was angry, but a sudden fear also gripped him, a girl was talking to him.

"I'm fine." He answered, a bit more rude then he meant it. "I'm sorry.." He added with a small voice, blushing at his idiocy.

[Brielle Vacanti]

Brielle was a little taken back by the curt reply she got to her question. She took a couple of steps back away from him in shock. She looked down shyly and kept her head down. She felt embarrassed and upset at herself. Why did she always have to mess with people when they were clearly upset? Why couldn't she just keep her mouth shut like any other day? She must be a glutton for punishment for her to be constantly trying to help others. She turned her head to the side to look at the school walls that surrounded them. Maybe she could just run away from him and retreat back to her room, lock the door and hide from everyone.

But she didn't. Instead she moved so she was sitting next to him on the other end of the bench. She kept her head down and eyes on her feet. She shrugged slightly and his 'Sorry'

"I don't think you have anything to be sorry about. I mean I did just come up and talk to you."

A blush stained her cheeks but she pulled her head up to look out. She kept her face calm and open. She made sure to give him plenty of room, in case he felt like he was being suffocated.

"I'm sorry about bothering you. I usually don't talk to people randomly like that. I don't talk really much at all. But you seemed upset and I couldn't help but make sure your okay. If...If you want to , or need to talk about it...I'm a pretty good listener."

[Patch Diaz]

Patch instantly felt bad as the girl took a step back in shcok from his reply and hung her head low. He didin't mean to be that mean.. even if he had trouble talking to girls. He hoped his apology would have some effect, she only shrugged and sat on the other end of the bench, her head still hung low. She must have been really shy, to act like this, he wondered what made her so meek and submissive. Patch had the strong urge to protect her from his rudeness, but he couldn't really do that..

"I don't think you have anything to be sorry about. I mean I did just come up and talk to you."She responded, blushing. She was probably blushing from embarrassment like he had been earlier. He usually had trouble talking to girls, so anything he tried to say got caught in his throat before he could even make a noise.

"I'm sorry about bothering you. I usually don't talk to people randomly like that. I don't talk really much at all. But you seemed upset and I couldn't help but make sure your okay. If...If you want to , or need to talk about it...I'm a pretty good listener." That was a first. he hardly ever had someone, let alone a girl, offer an ear to problems he might be having. This calmed him down significantly, it was now obvious she was socially awkward just like him, and that it probably took a lot of courage to go up and speak to him.

"I am sorry for being rude. As for what is bothering me.. I just suck at math." He offered, not wanting to go into the full extent of his problem yet. It was more of a problem with the blonde boy who never gave him his name, he was obnoxious and rude, and their encounter still bothered him.

[Brielle Vacanti]

Brielle kicked her feet lightly against the ground as she sat there listening to him. She turned her head to look at him and then turned her head away to stare at the sky. She wished it would snow for real, she wanted it so badly that she thought at first that her powers would kick in. But her body refused her minds request, she was already drained from how many times she had tired to the snow.

She thought about what he had said. She knew that he was telling the truth in at least some way, but she could tell that math wasn't the only thing clouding his mind. Brielle could understand why he didn't want to talk to her about it, it took her 3 years just to ask someone to help her make friends. And that someone was a counselor who's job was to help her. Why would he tell a perfect stranger his problems?

"I have problems with math too" She said letting the wind carry her words into the wind. "There's no creativity in math and it makes me itch and scratch for something more.

[Patch Diaz]

Yeah, he did suck at math, but the truth was that he was trying his hardest to get better. Everytime he worked his grade up, it plumited back down because of stupid little things like him passing out over his homework, or him getting caught up in a book, or the most recent excuse being a blonde haired boy that had gotten in his way. Even so, he shouldn't have been so rude to the girl, she was obviously shy, and obviously looking to make friends. Even though he had apologized, he still felt bad for snapping at the shy girl. It was like kicking her.

"I have problems with math too" She stated after listening to him. He sort of perked up at tat, glad to know he was the only one not getting the subject. "There's no creativity in math and it makes me itch and scratch for something more." She offered. Patch wasn't sure what to do with that. he never thought about it that way. Math was still math to him though, every calculation and equation just muddled up inside of his brain.

"Maybe it is just the teacher." He offered in a teasing voice, trying to brighten the mood. "My name is Patch, again, sorry for being rude to you earlier." It was the best he could manage with a girl sitting next to him on a bench. He was actually surprised out how easily the words flowed out.

[Brielle Vacanti]

Brielle smiled at him "My name is Brielle, Nice to meet you" She stuck her hand out for him to shake it . She felt a blush rise over her face, but kept her hand out for him. She had to get over this embaressment some how and heading into it stright on seemed to be the best method for her.

She turned her head to the side so she was looking at the ground again while kicking her feet shyly.

"Your right that it may be the teacher. I don't know it just doesn't click for me." She looked back at Patch and smiled again "Or maybe I'm just over thinking it."

((sorry this reply is bad!))