Myth Incarnation 3 - Relations and Ruminations 1

As Lambert steps out into the yard the sun is still annoyingly bright making him take out his sunglasses from his messenger bag which provide him some much needed relief. He can't help, but hope he will sleep better tonight so he doesn't have to deal with this. For a moment he was thinking he could sleep in class as he was far enough ahead that he could sleep in class for the next few months and he still wouldn't be missing anything, but this would be improper.

His sister impatiently drags him towards the bus stop around the corner to ensure they didn't miss it. It wasn't hard to keep up with her though due to his long strides compared to hers which slightly annoyed her, she was only one year younger yet he towered over her unlike the boys in her class and he had barely even started his growth spurt unlike her.

'It just isn't fair.' she thinks to herself. She is wearing a blue and white summer dress that comes down just past her knees despite it still being slightly cold due to it being early spring, her long chestnut hair flows as she turns around to look at him.

"Lam! Come on, you're making us late." she whines, though the slightly petulant behaviour is coming off more cute than anything else despite her best efforts.

"We'll make it sis, don't worry." he smiles and assures while he lets her keep dragging him along without any resistance. She nods at his response, but it doesn't slow her down at all.

Not long after they make it to the bus stop the bus is already there. The door opens with a hiss the clamouring of kids breaking out before they even board with the few kids from their neighbourhood. His sister quickly spots someone, waving her goodbye to him as she sits next to her best friend and classmate Carla who seems to be quite distracted blushing as she shoots him glances and quickly looking back to Cinthia who immediately started a conversation.

He playfully smirked winking at the girl. Her eyes go wide for a moment before her blush begins to spread all the way to her ears as she stopped glancing at him in embarrassment. While he walks further towards the back of the bus searching for an empty seat multiple others glance and stare at him, most of them being girls around his age unable to help themselves, he simply stands out for too many reasons most of all his unusual appearance and behaviour. If it wasn't for him being so attractive he would definitely be labeled a weirdo.

Despite growing up in a middle class American household and going to a public school anyone would believe it if they were told he was secretly a noble or royal descendent from England sent to study abroad and ready to head to Oxford after getting his high-school degree due to his Received Pronunciation accent and noble-like etiquette.

Due to his attractive-ness though to most of the girls rather than making it weird it only added to his charm as it made him even more of a Prince Charming in their eyes, but to many of the boys it definitely made him weird. Over the years everyone just got used to it though as it just being how he was for those that knew him.

Lambert quickly found an empty window seat a little further towards the back and didn't hesitate to take it for himself casually sitting down and started staring out the window letting his surroundings fade to the back of his mind as he tries to think about the strange dream and how drastically it suddenly changed this past night. They have always been strange and something he kept from others, because who dreams about the same place. Every. Single. Night.

They were never gory and horrific like this one was though. It's just too strange. At best they won't believe him and at worst he will be dragged to therapy to talk about what it means, but he doubts they would be able to since they are nothing like other people's dreams as he discovered after asking multiple other people throughout the years. Normal dreams generally fade from your memory and you don't learn things in them.

It was the complete opposite for his. He remembered them just like any real experience, not only that it was almost like having a whole other life there separate from his regular life. It is to the point where he has even been able to confirm that he is able to use the skills and knowledge he has learned in the dreams in his regular life. From simple things like acting or etiquette to far stranger things like swordsmanship and horsemanship.