She's stuck in her daydream (Mason)

words: 684 • tagged: Cecilia• notes: Yay friendship • without journal

As Mason rolled himself out of bed that morning he knew that today was going to feel extremely long. His eyes flickered over to Luca's bed for a moment before he rubbed his hand over his face. The poor boy hadn't gotten any sleep throughout the night. It seemed that every dream he had accidentally walked in on was some sort of nightmare. And whether a new student that could cause nightmares to happen in dreams, or there was bad food last night, Mason wasn't sure. All he knew was that the night was terrible and he looked as bad as he felt.

With a sigh he dragged his body up and over to the bathroom. Maybe a shower would do the boy good. A few minutes pass before Mason walked back into the room. He was all clean and normally when a shower would've waken him up, he was still just as tired as before he went in. He gave a yawn, stretching his arms above his head before turning to his closet and pulling on items at random. Not even wanting to deal with trying to fix his hair, he just had a feeling that even that wouldn't work today, he grabbed a beanie and pulled it over his still slightly damp hair.

Not even wanting to look in the mirror he headed out of his room and towards the lounge thinking that maybe some coffee would do the job of waking him up. The one thing he forgot to do though was smoke before he left so the young boy was bombarded by all the colors of auras surrounding him. He let out a groan as he grabbed his phone. When he went to put the headphones in he let out another frustrated groan. He had forgotten to charge his phone and now it was only on 17%. "For fucks sake. Today just isn't my day!"

He stuffed his phone back in his pocket as he pushed through the lounge. Today he'd just have to deal with the headaches that came from the auras. His eyes flicked to a movement as soon as he walked into the lounge. When he turned to follow the direction of his eyes he noticed a very familiar looking girl sitting at a table for two alone. He gave a slight inhale before putting on a grin. While the grin would look real to most, to him he was faking it slightly. He could already feel the onset of the headache as he held up a finger as a signal to wait a moment.

Heading to the coffee stand he ordered just a regular coffee with some mocha in it. He decided the whipped creme was unnecessary as he really just wanted the caffeine as a booster. Turning back around he noticed that the girl was still sitting alone, so with a small smile he headed over. His voice took on the smooth talking it always did as he pulled the extra chair back and sat down in it. "Hey. It's Cecilia right? How are you?" He was pretty sure that he had seen her in a couple of his classes. After talking he took a sip of his coffee before placing on the table in front of him with his hands folded around it.

As he waited her response he took a glance at her aura and noticed that it was full of a bit of each color excluding black. This was really good news to her, but to him it made his headache only grow slightly as his power tried to get him to focus on each color. Wanting to stop looking at the multiple colors, he looked down at his coffee for a couple moments. To make sure that he didn't yawn, as the feeling started to make itself known, he pulled the corner of his lower lip piercing into his mouth. He lifted his head back up as she started to speak. The only showing of his tiredness that he had no choice of was the slight darkness under his eyes. Other than that, he looked like every other student in the lounge.

words: 508 • tagged: Cecilia• notes: He hides thingssss • without journal

Mason gave a small smile as he realized he got her name right and as she questioned him right back he nodded. ”Yes. You are in the presence of Mason Mavericks.” His smile turned into a smirk as he jokingly flirted with the girl across from him. He lifted his coffee cup to take another sip and as the caffeine and warmth flooded through his body he gave a slight shiver. It was an amazing feeling and he couldn’t wait until he was completely awake. But the headache was still there and the urge to take out a cigarette and smoke was strong. But he couldn’t smoke inside the building.

He had to either be by a window or outside to smoke. Even though he didn’t care if people stared, he would rather have them not staring at him because he is smoking inside the building than staring at him because he was. Basically he wanted the staring to be for a good reason instead of a bad one. Although smoking wasn’t bad in his eyes, it was bad in some other people’s eyes. Cecilia’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts and the concerned look she was giving him let him know that she could tell. She could tell exactly how tired Mason was. He gave a soft chuckle. ”Sorry, just zoned off a bit.”

For a moment, Mason hesitated. As he hesitated one of his hands dropped off the cup and traced the wood grain of the table. He let out a sigh as he pondered a moment. If he told her, she would be one of the three that really knew how affected Mason could get with his powers. It was a hard thing to hide from a roommate, so Luca had found out almost right away. But then of course there was Reid. He had seen how tired Mason had gotten after not having an actual night’s sleep for about a week. Right now Mason was going on about two, or was it three, non-complete nights sleep. But what would really be the reason to lie? Cecilia would know. It would be too easy to tell.

So Mason shook his head. ”No. I’m really not fine at all. These powers have just been draining me lately.” He dropped both hands from his coffee and instead propped his head up with one hand as his other continued tracing the designs in the wood. He let out another sigh. ”I’ve barely gotten any sleep these past couple days. And this day has just started at crappy. I forgot to charge my phone last night, so it’s only on 17%.” He raised his head off his hand and looked at her with slightly wider eyes. ”I mean, who forgets that!”

When a person walked behind Cecilia with a super bright yellow aura Mason cringed and rubbed his temples. ”I also haven’t had a cigarette this morning and my head is killing because of it.” He continued rubbing his temples as he looked at his coffee once more.