The smell of Lavendel Ch.1

Warrior U – The smell of Lavendel.
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A sunny monday morning, the poor, 15 old Harv woke up in his bed to get ready for the day, the week, the month etc.

He's helping his mom alot at home while his father is almost always at his job as the janitor at the towns hospital.

After cleaning up after the breakfast, Harv's of to school. He takes his crappy old mopeed that his father gaved him, it takes a little while untill the motor wants to work...he's off.

On the whay he got to pick up someone, someone anoying, someone he whas forced to hang out with, someone- he whas almost there, there 'he' whas. He didn't need to see wich street he whas on, he could just smell it in the air. I smelled lavendel.

"It's 'boute time!", Finn ses, "I've been waiting here for  a whole MINUTE!"

"Well, I'm sorry", Harv answered, "but this old thing just didn't want to start this morning and I had alot to do at home, you know."

Finn took his seat behind harv at the mopeed. "Why won't you just by a new one?" Harv didn't bother to answer that question. Finn new Harvs family whas poor, he just didn't though of it at the moment.

The schoolday turned out as usual, they went trough all the classes extremly bored with nothing better to do but just obey the teacher as braindead zombies then, when the PI-class started, Finn as usual gets in trouble for being so arogant and both him and Harv, for some reason, has to go to the Principle. Headmasters office. When that's over with, Harv just has to drive Finn home so he dosen't get chased by Hevvin Anglebright, the 17 year old massmurdrer(scary8C).

"Hey, Harv? You know what?" "No wh-" "I had a reaaally weard dream last night." Harvs eyebrows goes up. "Really, What whas it about?" "Well..." Finn hestitaded. "I-I though we could talk about that some other time...like in the weekend.." "Sure. R U free at saturday?" Harv asks. "That's fine with me... Saturday it is." They'r on the same place where Harv picked Finn up in the morning. "We can talk more 'bout that tomorrow." Harv ses. "Let's not." Finn said fast. "There's no need to. I just want to tell you aboute the dream." Finn suddenly runs off. "See you tomorrow, Harv!" "Wait, Finn-...bye." Harv looksed after Finn for a little while. The smell of lavendel that been in the air the whole day, that will be tomorow and the day after that, slowly dissapeared.

Harv drived home, at home, in the small apartmen it smelled food, durt and the warm smell of little kids with smooth skin.

Harv smelled it deep into his nostrils... and sighed.



It whasn't the same.



(To be Continued)