Tales of Alexandira: Winter break day 2.5
It was the last week of winter break and the day of the celebration of the martyr for Cyrus' family religion. Cyrus wasnt that fond of it but he wasn't the religious type, leaning more on a spiritual internal peace then wanting to rely solely on the beliefs someone else has lied out for him. The polar bear lies in his bed, staring at the roof of his room and lets out a long sigh. Even though he isn't the most happy person on Terra, Cyrus was notably melancholy. He hadn't heard from someone who was almost always on his mind. Sarah Kyrios, a girl who had fallen for him as he fell for her but couldn't bring herself to break the ruse among her friends, had been away from him and he missed her quiet a bit. His eyes focused on the posters on his roof, most for death metal bands and darker movies but saw through them, thinking about the past to one of the happiest day he can recall back to.
About 2 months ago Miro and Cyrus were doing the normal thing they did when they had left school and was hanging out at Cyrus' parents house which was about 15 minute walk from the school. They sit in Cyrus' garage with Miro sitting the work bench, playing his electric guitar and Cyrus sitting at his drum set. Cyrus spins around slowly as the lion strums a few chords, both feeling ungodly bored.
Miro: so big fuzzy..what is there to do?
Cyrus: nothing little fuzzy, that's why we are sitting in the garage, doing nothing. Unless you can pull money out of your tail hole, we are going to look stupid at each other. Well, I mean you can pull a girl out of no where and at least kill time.
Miro: hey don't blame me that I draw the attention from girls who in all honesty shouldn't even acknowledge my existence. I don't know why they come to me so I just live with it.
Cyrus looks at him before hearing a knocking on the garage door. The two look at each other before Miro hopping up and walking out of the garage to the front door. He walks back back in with a confused look on his face.
Miro: big fuzzy, that cheerleader girl is here to see you again. There might be something up with her computer again.
Cyrus: -hops up, trying to keep his face out of sight. Trying to hide the fact he is blushing.- yea, she is clearly not the most adapt with computers. I'll be right back.
Rushes out front to see if she was still there. Thankfully, she was still there looking around but no computer bag on her shoulder. Looks her up and down with an eyebrow raised. Before he can open his mouth, Sarah spins around and looks at him eyes wide.
Sarah: ah good I was worried you weren't home. I...needed to talk to you, Cyrus.
Cyrus: well you don't have the computer with you so what's up? You aren't really the most talkative person inside of school and you only ever contact me is when your computer needs fixing.
Sarah: -draws in a long sigh- first off other then the first time, all the damage to that thing was all...sabotage...
Cyrus: -looks at her with a glare- so do you think its funny to waste my time?
Sarah: -looks wide eyed waving her hands rapidly- no no no I wasn't doing it to annoy you! -puts her hands back down by her sides, balled up into tight fists. She looks down and takes a deep breath- I needed a reason to see you!
Cyrus: -blinks caught off guard not really not sure how to take her comment- um...wait what? Okay I know I put a lot of shit in my ears and as far as I know it hasn't affected my hearing but I swore you just said you actually wanted to see me. At school you treat me and my friends like freaks and you expect me to believe that?
Sarah: its...its all appearance. Most of the things I pretend to be into are all for the sake of fitting in. you know, being a rich girl, you have to maintain a certain level of...whats the word I'm looking for -snaps her fingers a few times-
Cyrus: bullshit?
Sarah: -stops and looks at him- I was looking for something a little less crass but fine ill go with that. Yea, its for multiple people. My parents are the biggest one, I have portray this socialite prissy girl but really I really hate all of that. I know you listen when I talked, all that 'well this... and oh yea when is the next party at? thats not me...i hope you would of caught on at least.
Cyrus: -sighs a bit dropping his shoulders a bit- yea I noticed...even the small stuff you say I listen intently while Im elbow deep in viruses that apparently you put on there yourself. -Sarah looks away smiling coyly- but aren't you dating one of those popular fuckers? I mean I always see you on some douche bags arm.
Sarah: Simple appearances, most of those guys are either gay, closeted jackasses, or not worth the carbon that comprises their bodies. All of those guys make my stomach turn and that is really hard to do. The only reason why I maintain the circle of people I do is solely to make others happy...it isn't who I really am...no one really knows the other side. -looks away and sighs-
Cyrus: okay so there still one burning question? What did you mean by you needed a reason to see me? You dont ever really talk to me when your 'friends' are around but when you roll up on my doorstep you talk my ear off and now you say you need to see me? Well I'm not get-
Sarah: -cuts him off abruptly- I like you you big fuzzy idiot! Why else would I go out of my way, visit porn sites purposely infect my computer and travel across town?! You think I have nothing better to do with my time?!
Cyrus: ...oh... -looks at her with big eyes feeling caught off guard again. Stays silent-
Sarah: -throws her arms up into the air- ...fucking great, you don't feel the same, wasted my fucking time! -turns to walk away-
Cyrus reaches out and grabs her hand, still silent. She looks back at him, the look of frustration still on her face. Sarah tries to pull away from his grasp but can't find the power to do so. The polar bear takes in a deep breath and sighs.
Cyrus: I do care about you. Hell I always looked forward to having you come over, even if it was to get my paws on your computer and work on it while you talked and talked and talked. -Sarah walks back towards him, her soft gold eyes looking back into his- yea and I always noticed when you slipped up and said you liked some of the bands on my posters. You watched your boyfriend kick the shit out of me and Miro but now it makes a bit more sense why you didn't stop, not to say I enjoyed it at all.
Sarah: so what are you saying?
Cyrus: -kneels down a bit and looks her eye to eye- we have at least seen each other since junior year of high school. We haven't talk much but I know the few times we did in high school, you were uncommonly nice to me and I always remembered that. I care about you and I watch you go from douche to douche and I don't get a chance to say anything. I know you are with Derek but I know you could do a lot better then him...
Sarah: -takes a couple steps forward, placing her hands over his shoulders- do you have anyone in mind? -smiles some-
Cyrus leans in and kisses her, the first kiss the two had ever shared and both sides were longing for for what seemed like forever. Sarah moves her arms and wraps them around his head. The pierced and sensitive ears could hear the little chipmunk's heart beating, causing him to smile and blush a bit. The two pulling back and stare into each others eyes, silent for a few seconds before a voice cuts through the silence.
Miro: Hey Arctic?! What is taking you so long? We got a lot of shit we got to back to not doing. -looks over and glances at sarah- um...hi..girl who I don't know...-looks back at him- could you speed it up, I have a new song I want to work.
Cyrus: um im trying to talk to someone- starts to wave him off, Miro dashing off back inside. He turns his attention back to her- listen, want to hang out I know a place outside of town, we can hang out and they will only know me, we can hang out.
Sarah simply nods and asks for a ride back home which he gladly obliged. It only toke a little bit to get home and with no one in sight that could bust her, she kisses the polar bear on the cheek before rushing back into the large mansion like home which she dwells.
A knock on the door breaks his daydream. His dad stood in the doorway, commanding him to get up and join his family for gift giving. He agrees and hops out of bed, strolling down to the living room where his entire family is gathered around and singing carols and songs of worship in his family's native tongue. As the evening went on, food was had and gifts were given. When it was all said and done, when all the relatives were either sectioned away or fallen asleep surrounded by their gifts, Cyrus began to walk back to his room when he hears a doorbell ring. The polar bear knew the rest of his family was too occupied to get up and get it so he hurried to the door. He looked out into the windy and snow filled night to see Sarah with a gift in her mitten covered paws.
Cyrus: Sarah...?
Sarah: -shivering, despite being covered up- h-hi..Cyrus...I-I brought you a gift. -she holds out a gift box, still shaking from the cold.
Cyrus: -pulls her inside- are you insane it has to be like -10 degrees outside?
Sarah: I'm sorry I just really wanted to get this to you and this wish you a happy winter bloom. Cyrus: well since you are here, we have hot cocoa and hot food here, come an relax for a bit...wait how did you get here.
Sarah: called a cab. Come on lets have some fun.
The two walked back inside, after she takes off her jacket, hat, and snow caked boots. They enjoy the food and drink before retiring back to his room. The two didn't make love at risk of alerting the rest of the family but that wasn't a big deal. They laid cuddled up to each other, enjoying the company of one another. Sarah fell asleep with a smile in the arms of Cyrus who didn't fall asleep right way but just loved feeling her with him...something that he hoped would happen a lot more often but seeing how this was the only thing he wanted for the holiday.