South held perfectly still on his bed, gripping his crayon even tighter. Maybe if he didn't move, Lyle wouldn't see him there.
Max held perfectly still, staring at the Christmas lights above her until Lyle got up, he glanced over at South's bed and then walked over. Bending over he plucked the crayon out of the boy's hand,
"How many times have I told you not to play with stupid children's things?" he asked, snapping the crayon in half he walked out of the room. The belll jingled as he shut the door behind him.
South flinched away from Lyle and hugged his coloring book. He watched with humiliated hurt as Lyle snapped his crayon and left.
He started to hug himself and rock himself quietly, closing the book. No longer feeling like coloring.
Max lay stiffly in her bed, she scratched her cheek where Lyle had touched it, her stomach turned. She rolled onto her side and stared at the wall until she fell into an exhuasted restless sleep. Sonce Lyle had moved in Max ahdn't been sleeping well.
South rocked himself back and forth, not able to sleep at all. His nightmares had started hitting him harder when Lyle came. And he didn't want Lyle to hear him scream.
((Yeah, okay. :) ))
Max rolled out of bed, running her fingers through her hair to try and comb it. She grabbed her clothes adn went and changed. Putting her cap on she turne dthe lights on in the room,
"We have chores to do." Max said. They ahd to clean the chicken coop out today adn check to mke sure the sheep pen was clean.
South nodded, starting to drag himself up to get ready. He was very careful to tuck away his coloring book under the mattress, along with his crayons.
((Oh, I'll be working with my aunt at a convention for the weekend. So I probably won't be able to post.))
((OK, that's fine, weekends are harder for me to get on too anyway))
Max grabbe dteh tool and ducked outside. She remained quiet so she didn't wake Lyle o fthe little kids up.
"Hey Max, Amos said, "Reagan has a doctors appointment today, Mom's taking th etruck to get her tehre and drop off the little kids. You and South have to walk to school and back." he siad. Max nodded adn went outside to teh chicken coop.
South dressed quietly and as usual, couldn't bring himself to look in the mirror.
Mac was already cleaning. She seemed especially angsty and angry today. Her mouth shut tight, lips pressed together until they were almost white. She flung the dirty hay hard into the wheelbarrow.
Why culdn't anything stay good? Why couldn't her family just be normal for once? Everything seeme dto always be going down hill for her!
South skittered and jumped whenever Max moved too sharply. He bit his lip, nervous about being around her now.
((It messed with the spacing.))
Max didn't seem to notice or care SOuth was jittery. She continued on with her angry style of working all morning. Max decided to skip breakfast they ahd to walk to school anyway and she didn't want to be late.
Max starte dto walk down the orad towards the school, her hands shoved in her pockets her backpack on her back.
South watched Max, biting his lip. He could definitely tell something was wrong, but he didn't know what and didn't want to risk getting hurt by asking.
Max got into school. She went to ehr first class and sat down in the back slamming her school books down on her desk. She took a pencil out and immiedetly brke the tip off, she shoved the pencil in her bag in frustration and pulled out another one.
South flinched away more, cautiously taking a seat farther away from her than usual.
Max didn't focus on her school, she skimmed her lessons, not listening not paying attention. At lunchtime they headed to teh caferteria. Max was already forumlating a plan to steal the money from the cafeteria, she drummed her fingers aganst her leg as she waited in line to collect and pay for her lunch.
South was quiet, just observing the world. He could tell the teachers were upset and uneasy about something. It showed in the way they spoke quietly to each other, frowning.
Max got her lunch and ate it. She had volunteered at up front to help with clean up afterwards. That way she didn't have to waste money for her lunch and she could get access to the cash register by being part of the clean up team.
Max was impatient for lunch to be over, she wante dto get the whole day over actually. Max didn't like stealing but she saw it as a messcity right now.