His Gray Half

CHAPTER TWO:|McCleron!|• • •Morning routines, on a good day, could be likened to one performed in a montage: the alarm's buzz kickstarts the sequence, as you softly peel apart your lids, allowing the blinding rays of sun to attack your retina the second they are open. In a squint you squeeze them shut again, before gently revealing it to the bright radiance that had invaded your room. Without haste, you pull off the thick yellow Winnie the Pooh sheets, and step out of bed, inhale deeply and seep in every cold larking air, warmly laced with rose and curry, and more vaguely lined fragrances you seem very unsure of. Every step and movement you make, is in perfect sync with the sonorous beats and resounding underlaid music as

CHAPTER FOUR:|Puke All Over Pizza|•••"You know what, we're switching to Vodka."Aaron said, and pulled out a bottle of vodka, lined among other liquor, from the fridge.He held it up, as though he was showing Adrian the label and requesting consent, before making his way back to Adrian.Adrian noticed his chipped front tooth the moment he smiled. It wasn't chipped in a weird way, in fact, it looked cool for the most it. It also did pop out his long face, and his V chin, in a very intriguing manner. Over all, Adrian did find it somewhat attractive."Water?" Adrian regrettably joked.

                                               Chapter Six:                                      |Rims and Unwishes|                                                     ••• There was a rushing invasion of chill from the AC. He felt a bit sensitive to it at first, but seconds after turning back the golden knob and shutting the door, he felt more at

"Don't tell me you didn't notice it!""I said I didn't! What more would you have me say, lie?""As though you aren't..."His parents were at it again, and for the second time this week. Mr and Mrs Christopher Brown, his parents, were hanging on the thin thread of their marriage, and Aaron knew it was only a matter of time before they would file for a divorce. He cringed each time at the thoughts of his parents separated, and was well aware that his existence was that thin thread joining them both."I'm a woman for lord's sake, quit lying through your teeth Pete, we're no longer in our youthful days, there's..."He loathed it, them fighting. He turned to the clock hanging on the wall,