- Username ;; Necrozma
Name ;; Ricky
Gender ;; Male
Are they happy to go back to school? Why or why not? ;; [wc 200/200]
"You nervous, Ricky?" April, Ricky's mother asked gently, reaching out to straighten his unruly hair. Ricky made a face and dodged his mother's fussing fingers. "Mooom," he whined, "I'm fine." he said firmly, tugging his backpack over his shoulder. He glanced over to her and sighed at her worried expression. "Really, mom. I'm okay." He reassured her, his tone softer as he wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tightly. "I'm so sorry about me and your father-" April started and Ricky cut her off quickly, "Mom, please. I understand, okay? I'm going to be late." He pulled back and bolted out the door before things could get anymore emotional.
He breathed a sigh of relief as he walked to the bus stop. It was his ideal morning. The air held a crisp chill and fallen leaves skirted along the ground as he passed. He checked the time and swore under his breath, he really was going to be late. He picked up a jog, his breath puffing out in soft clouds. Ricky may have had a hard summer with his parents divorce, but he was happy to be going back to school. It would keep his mind off things.