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Heroes- Chapter 3William Beckett
William woke up in an empty bed. He sighed. Hed probably just dreamt it all. He turned and looked at the alarm clock on the table. It read 10:43. He climbed out of the bed. He saw a note on the coffee table, and he read it:
Went out early with Victoria and Ryland to visit Patrick at his apartment. Didnt want to wake you.
William smiled to himself. He hadnt dreamt any of it.
William and Gabe had clicked almost immediately. William liked how Gabe was sweet, yet serious when he needed to be. And it seemed like Patrick and Pete were getting along well, too.
Might as well get dressed. William thought. He took off the old t-shirt and boxers hed slept in and pulled on a clean shirt and a pair of jeans. He pulled on his coat, and stepped out of the house.
I dont think Patrick will mind if I drop in.. William thought. He walked down the street to the apa
Heroes- Chapter 5Gabe Saporta
Philadelphia International Airport.
How are you? Im bored out of my mind right now. I hope youre having more fun than I am. Im sitting in the food court at PHL with Ryland and Victoria, who are currently arguing about who pays for food. I hope things are going well back home.
Sure, I have my laptop, but nobody writes real letters anymore, and I want this one to be special.
I miss you more every day. I miss crawling into bed with you every night, I miss sneaking kisses to you, and I miss seeing your smiling face when I wake up in the morning. I miss it when you blush, too. Im makes me smile when your cheeks fill up with color.
Im going to be so happy when I get home. But business is business, so I have to take care of this. We should only be gone a week or two.
It was really sweet of you to write me a letter. Things arent too interesting back home, either. Pete and Patrick are making me j
Heroes- Chapter 2William Beckett
William's phone rang at exactly 10:47 in the morning. He picked up, not recognizing the caller ID.
Hello? William said.
William Beckett? The person on the other line asked. He recognized the voice.
How did you know my name?
Tell me why youre calling. William demanded.
Before my father died, he made a list of people with special abilities, Gabe explained. And youre on that list.
That explains it. William said.
William, my name is Gabe Saporta. Im coming to visit you and your friends.
Pete woke up with a start. He was lying on the floor, which was surrounded by broken glass. He stood up to look in the full view mirror in his room. His clothes were stained with blood, and his face was streaked with dirt and blood.
Good morning, Peter. His ref
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
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