Chapter Nine: A Thing Isn't Beautiful Because It Lasts

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Hey guys!

The picture is Vlad. :) Enjoy!

Love and Light,
~Save_Pietro_Maximoff

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Picture is Colin Morgan by unknown.

Music is "Time" by Hans Zimmer from the Inception OST cover by Alvarez Guitars.

All rights go to their rightful owners.

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"A thing isn't beautiful because it lasts." ~Vision

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CHAPTER NINE

Before you say anything, get your mind out of the gutter. The only thing that happened last night was kissing and cuddling.

The next morning sucked. I never wanted to get out of bed, away from Pietro's tender, loving arms. I was warm for once, safe, and comfortable.

But duty calls.

I was almost ready to head out the door, cup of coffee in hand and backpack thrown over my shoulder, when a blue whirl comes to stand in front of me. Pietro looks barely awake, skidding to a stop. "Where are you going?" he asks, rubbing his eyes. His sleepy voice is... so sexy. It's deeper than normal, and his Sokovian accent makes it that much more enthralling.

"I have school," I groan. "It's Monday."

Pietro's face falls. "So you have to leave?"

I sigh, giving him a half smile. "I do. Sadly. I don't want to." I edge closer to him and wrap my arms around his torso. "I want to stay with you."

Pietro is quick to close his arms around me. "I want you to stay, too."

"I'll be home soon. Okay? Don't get too bored without me." I pull away and give him a smile.

I turn to walk out the door, getting halfway to my car before Pietro runs up behind me, turns me around, and kisses me. Gently, but with a little more passion. He's sure of himself now. I kiss him back, nearly dropping everything I have in my hands to grab ahold of him.

And just like he came, he pulls back and opens my car door for me. I settle in and start it. "I'll miss you," I tell him.

He grabs my hand and kisses my knuckles. "I will miss you, too, Возлюбленная."

"Возлюбленная is 'sweetheart', right?"

He nods. "Told you I would teach you."

I pull him down for a kiss. "We taught each other."

Before I tackle the poor boy back into my house, I drive myself to school.

The day drags by, one boring class after another. Now, I like school. I love learning, and I have a great group of friends, but nothing is as thrilling as the superhero waiting at home for me.

At lunch break, I meet up with my G-Men. The only one missing is Arry. He's off in Drama class.

Vlad sits down with a thud at the table. His face looks grumpy. "What's wrong, Drac?" I ask.

He groans and let's his head fall onto the table. "I hate life."

I chuckle. "Which girl is it this time?" Vlad's a nice boy, and being nice gets him a lot of attention from the fairer sex.

"Brianne, Brianna, Bree, I don't remember. She's being a bitch."

"Language," I scold, as Cordelia sits down beside me. You may be wondering where Aspen is. Well, lucky twat already graduated early... with honors!

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