[b]Cyrus Mitchell || In Town (Berwick)[/b]

[i]Irritating...[/i]

That was all she could think while she followed the two childhood friends around the stores. She had a constant sour look on her face despite the happy air around them. Besides, the warmth of the sun on her back was beginning to irritate her even more. It was hot and these two idiots didn't seem to even notice. With a puff of hot air, Cyrus turned away from the two and made her way to the train station to get back to the school. The fare was free because of her affiliation with the school, all she had to do was flash her ID to the screen and it blinked green, letting her know she could get on. Nevermind that the ID was still her brother's in reality. That was the plus of being fraternal twins, no one could tell the difference between you when there weren't any. 

She sighed as she sat down by herself in the relative middle of the train cart, her eyes trained on the town she was going to leave behind. Admittedly, the town was cute, quaint. But she couldn't get her mind off of Jon. If something happened to him, it'd be her head, no... her brother's head. She couldn't have that. She closed her eyes as she felt the soft purr of the train engine starting and the sudden jerk as the hunk of metal began to move toward the school. Opening them again, she reached for a set of headphones and pulled them over her head, plugging them into her smartphone, paid for by Jon's family. Soon, soft piano music began to play, drowning out the noises around her. There wasn't really anyone else on the train save for the few like her, straddlers not really wanting to talk to anyone. 

For the moment, she could pretend she was back at her old school, in the music room, her hands on the piano keys. A smile graced her lips as she lifted her hands and pretended to play Canon in D, making the motions with her hands as her head slowly swayed to the song. This was her peace, this was her place. It was where she belonged. It was what kept her going. After all, this was where her brother belonged and she needed to protect that, his future. 

Soon, too soon for Cyrus, she felt the jerk of the train stopping and she opened her eyes as the main melody of Ave Maria began to play from her phone. Sighing, she pulled the headphones off her head and placed them in her bag carefully. She was careful to stop her phone from playing the song and turned the MP3 function off. Getting up, she made her way off of the train and down the long walk back to the academy. Their things were already all put into their rooms, today was simply a lazy day. Though, Cyrus honestly felt she'd be better off spending it training. Maybe that was what she'd do. Head inside and get changed to go to the gym. But then dinner... She swallowed as, as if on cue, her stomach growled. With a sigh, she continued on, eventually making it to the gates of the school. 

Upon arriving at the gates, Cyrus looked over to see, you guessed it, Jon laying in the grass, taking what seemed to be a cat nap. The nerve... She attempted to calm herself down and walked over to Jon, her face nearly emotionless. [b]"Afternoon, Sir."[/b] She greeted him, her voice a bit gruff to hide her gender, though it wasn't much. She'd only been working on it for a few weeks. Right now she just... sounded raspy. She didn't really know how else to do it... She needed to look it up... The internet had everything, right?