Post by aquat1cf1sh on Aug 18, 2007 3:00:31 GMT -5
Avery walked through the hallways, sliding his fingers against the cold stone all as he did so. His footsteps echoed with every step he took, and his mind pondered what had been going on in his life lately. Sure, the death of his cousin Landon had definitely been a tough one, but what else was going on? Oh yes, school, he had never particularly enjoyed it (probably one of the primary reasons the Sorting Hat said that Ravenclaw was one of the last Houses he would ever be in). But aside from school, what else...?
Ah yes, that was it. His family. His mother's side of the family was quite well known with everyone. They were all friendly and pleasant (with the exception of Avery's younger cousin Xalvadora, she was a firecracker). But Avery wasn't thinking about them, as much as he loved them. He was thinking about his father's side of the family which, on the family tree, was non-existent. Avery had always liked his father; always smiling and intelligent, but not in the snobby way. But there was something else, something that he never thought made sense to his father's character. Sato Yoshiko had been living in a poor family in Japan for years before he snuck onto a plane and flew to America for a bigger and better life. This part always made Avery cringe, he had always wondered about his unknown aunts, and uncles, and cousins living back in Japan. He-
"Ah! Ohmygod, I'm sooo so so sorry!" Avery panted; he had just turned a corner and run into someone.
Ah yes, that was it. His family. His mother's side of the family was quite well known with everyone. They were all friendly and pleasant (with the exception of Avery's younger cousin Xalvadora, she was a firecracker). But Avery wasn't thinking about them, as much as he loved them. He was thinking about his father's side of the family which, on the family tree, was non-existent. Avery had always liked his father; always smiling and intelligent, but not in the snobby way. But there was something else, something that he never thought made sense to his father's character. Sato Yoshiko had been living in a poor family in Japan for years before he snuck onto a plane and flew to America for a bigger and better life. This part always made Avery cringe, he had always wondered about his unknown aunts, and uncles, and cousins living back in Japan. He-
"Ah! Ohmygod, I'm sooo so so sorry!" Avery panted; he had just turned a corner and run into someone.