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Post by Near on Aug 14, 2008 16:16:42 GMT -5
Near suddenly woke up in his bed in the middle of the night feeling sick. "It must be the storm that's outside thats making me feel like this....I hate storms....." the 8 year old boy thought to himself. He slowly sat up and glanced over at Mello across the room. He was planning to go into L's room for comfort...but he knew if Mello saw him leave, he would make fun of him. Near slowly crept out of the room, trying not wake Mello......if he was asleep.
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Post by Mello on Aug 15, 2008 7:38:17 GMT -5
Mello lay awake, listening to the howling of the storm. There was no way he would get to sleep with that racket.
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Post by Near on Aug 15, 2008 9:49:44 GMT -5
Near slowly opened the door, there was a loud creaking sound. Near stopped opening the door, and looked toward Mello, who was awake. "Great...I hope Matt isn't awake too..." He thought to himself, while trying not to make eye contact with Mello.
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Post by Mello on Aug 15, 2008 9:58:41 GMT -5
Mello frowned, his eyes flicking towards Near.
"Where are you going..?"
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Post by Near on Aug 15, 2008 10:14:10 GMT -5
Near refused to make eye contact with Mello, it would only make it worse. "I......don't feel good...so I was going to L...."
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Post by Mello on Aug 15, 2008 10:18:28 GMT -5
"You don't feel well... or you're scared?" Mello asked, sitting up
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Post by Near on Aug 15, 2008 10:51:48 GMT -5
Near's eyes looked surprised. "I.....I'm not scared!" He looked nervous. It was obvious that he was lying.
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Post by Mello on Aug 15, 2008 10:53:56 GMT -5
Mello grinned triumphantly, looking up quickly at a loud crash of thunder.
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Post by Near on Aug 15, 2008 10:56:05 GMT -5
Near jumped when he heard the loud crash of thunder, and looked more nervous. "I wonder.....if Mello likes seeing me scared...." He thought to himself.
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Post by Mello on Aug 15, 2008 10:58:17 GMT -5
Mello laughed, feeling more at ease when he saw how scared Near was. Mello wasn't scared at all. Really.
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Post by Near on Aug 15, 2008 10:59:54 GMT -5
Near started to get angry at Mello. "Why are you laughing?" For some reason, Near always though that Mello hated him just for fun.
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Post by Mello on Aug 15, 2008 11:02:52 GMT -5
"Because you're Near...... you aren't supposed to be afraid of storms."
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Post by Near on Aug 15, 2008 11:07:33 GMT -5
Near felt sort of ashamed that he was scared. He thought Mello as a big brother. Never scared of anything. "Mello......-" He stopped suddenly...regretting that he said his name.
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Post by Mello on Aug 15, 2008 11:09:43 GMT -5
Mello leant against his pillows, happy that he finally had the upper hand in something.
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Post by Near on Aug 15, 2008 11:13:20 GMT -5
Near shut the door, and went back to his bed. He got under the warm covers and faced toward Mello. "Mello....do you hate me?" He asked sadly. Near felt foolish after saying such a thing.
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