Active Minds
Where: Hallway outside of the Forester’s dining room
When: April 28th
Status: Closed for @leahoftheforests
All day Samuel has been antsy. It started in the morning, when he woke up already slightly agitated from a bad nightmare. It proceeded with Samuel overhearing his mother reprimanding Benny for not doing the work he needs to do. Naturally, he was curious. Ever since he told Benny about everything, he’s been trying his best not to interfere with his work, despite knowing that he could do so. He did not wish to insult Benny by doing it.
But Benny, dear Benny, was having a rough day of his own. Clearly distracted himself, with eyes jumping around, looking for something else to do beside the work he’s supposed to. Eventually he saw him give up for the time being, and he left the work unattended.
So he approached, looking at the papers carefully, and was surprised to find out he understood it all. “of course” he muttered under his breath, and sat down. Maybe this will be the chance to prove to his parents that he can do it, that he is capable, like his brothers. He quickly started to write down the answers and the information needed for Benny’s work.
No one noticed, of course.
Later at supper time, conversation was rather pleasant, but Samuel couldn’t help but bounce his leg nervously. The bouncing was so vigorous that his mother couldn’t stop herself from commenting, rather rudely but with a smile on her face, about him. And about Benny as well. His ears rung, and he couldn’t even hear the end of that comment, only hearing her remark on Benny’s lack of concentration and how it affects him doing his work, and how Samuel might be like that.
I know how to do the work, I’ve already done it, he screamed in his head. Instead, he stopped his shaking leg, and quickly left the room, muttering a poor excuse as to why he had to leave the table again. He knew his parents will probably be outraged by another tantrum, but he didn’t care. He stopped at the far end of the hallway, crouched, and yelled softly into his knees, hoping no one will hear it.
He heard footsteps, soft yet quick, definitely not of his brothers, he looked up and saw Leah. “I’m sorry” he simply said, with slight surprise in his voice, and lowered his head back down to his knees, “Tell mother and father I will be right back” he mumbled behind them.
