sealed with a k.i.s.s.

[Angel Light]

Never before had Angel felt so alone than she did since the term started up. Sure, she was in her last year, which should be her best, but Benji wasn't there. After spending some time on her bed writing a lenghty letter, the Hufflepuff found her way to the owlery. All it basically said was she missed him, and told of the not so exciting times of the term. She neglected to mention the ball that was held in honor of All Halows Eve, better known as Halloween.

When she reached the owlery, the odor reached her nose, but was surprisingly not repulsive. The place had a nice feel as the month of November approached and started. As Angel reread her novel like letter, she smiled at the slight dorkiness of herself. She hadn't been able to come up with a good thing to close with, and it hit her. Finishing with 'sealed with a kiss', she tied the letter to the first owl that came to her.

Watching the owl fly away, Angel rested her elbows on the window sill and stared off into the distance. A slight smile crossed her face as she thought about the week she had spent with him. Resting her head on the side of the window, she sighed, wondering if anyone could possibly get her mind off him.

[budlight]

Again, walking around school, Brad was at a mix of the him he found over his months away, and the him that was known at the school and before. Wanting to tell his mom that simple words 'I still love you' hoping that maybe, just maybe that would be the tip of the scale to give her strength to get rid of the jerk, he headed up to the owlery.

He was still wearing his new coat, the one from Old Navy. He woke up that morning to find that his hair did not need to be bothered with styling, and that made a good start to the day. Opening the door to the owls' homes, he spotted someone at the window. "Hey." He said simply, not showing any recognition of the girl. There was something familiar about the blonde, he assumed to be an unnatural blonde with the brown underneath.

[Angel Light]

Hearing the voice of her brother, Angel turned around. Her jaw dropped at the clean cut hair, the Old Navy coat, and the over all change in aura of him. "Brad? There's no way that's you. Where've you been?" She asked with a smile. Go figure, she changed herself, and her brother did the same.

Leaning against the wall by the window, she put her foot up on it behind her. He did the trick, Angel forgot about Benji for awile. "Nice coat. It's Old Navy style. Never thought I'd see you in it." She added, with a smile. It was a sincere statment, not ment to be taken in offence in any way.

[budlight]

Brad almost dropped the letter before tying it to the owl. Angel? His sister? Blonde? "Nice hair, but I thought you always had a thing against blondes." If she wanted to open the floor to jabbing at each other about the past, he would gladly accept. Joking around with someone was what he needed, and he hoped Angel would notice that he needed someone who knew him, and his past, to 'joke' with.

[Angel Light]

Wondering what Brad was sending, and to whom the letter was for, Angel just leaned against the wall. "I did not have a thing agaisnt blondes. Just blonde people." She attempted to reason with a laugh. "Blonde has two meanings, a state of mind, and a hair color. I thought you had a thing against short hair and stores like Old Navy."

[budlight]

Shaking his head, Brad looked out the window, yet to crack a smile. "Nah, just a thing against jocks." He shrugged. "Like you said, there's a difference." He couldn't help but smirk. Knowing it would only be a matter of seconds before he was asked about home, Brad sighed, not really wanting to talk about it, but he wanted to be the one to bring it up. "They all think I'm still a liar, you know." He told her, knowing she'd know exactly what he ment.

[Angel Light]

Smiling and nodded, she knew there was something weighing heavily on his mind. Angel assumed it would be better to wait for him to come out with it before asking. Sure enough, he did. Looking down, Angel sighed. "I'm sorry I never wrote back. I just... I couldn't write it down." Looking up, the smile was gone, and she gave him a sincere look.

"Honestly, I'd rather pretend it never happened, in fact, I've managed to forget it until someone brings it up." Her nose was going pink, and she knew it, but Angel never dropped her gaze from her brother. "I'm sorry they don't believe you, really."

[budlight]

Seeing Angel's nose go pink, Brad knew that tears were soon to come. "It's not your fault, and I understand." He sighed and walked over to her. When it came to the two of them he had never been the kind of brother to hug her, but at that moment, he felt that she deserved at least that from him.

"It's my own fault they don't believe me anyway." He said after releasing her from the embrace. Part of him wondered if she would be shocked at the gesture.