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fruitpunchninja101 · 8 years ago

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Perks of Coincidences (Ch. 3) Characters: Hanji Zoe x Levi Genre: Humor / Romance

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Hange watched Levi pedal away till he disappeared through the dark streets.She took a deep breath and looked up the night sky.

"Cirrostratus 18,000 feet."She whispered under her breath.

Identifying the type of clouds and estimating their altitude is a game she used to play with her dad when she was a child.For some unknown reason recent events had Hange thinking about her father.Its been four months since she last saw him.And truthfully, its wasn't a pleasant ordeal for her.The thought about paying him a visit grazed her mind but she automatically dismissed the thought and started walking towards the house.As she opened the door both her friends turned their heads towards her sporting a cheshire cat grin.

"Welcome back four eyes"Rico greeted her.

"You cant call me that.Youre wearing glasses too."Hange said ponting at Rico's glasses.

"Oooh so its an exclusive nickname huh?"Nanaba teased and gulped the remaining wine on her glass."Did he ask for your number?"The blonde continued.

"Who?"The brunette replied while she settled on the floor.

"The ring guy!The four eyes dude!"Rico turned her head towards Nanaba "Whats his name?"

"Levi"The blonde answered lazily and poured her self another glass of wine.

"Why would he ask for it?" Hange absent mindedly replied as she stuffed her face with pizza.

"Oh Hange you're not gonna get laid hoeing like that"Rico rolled her eyes as Nanaba laughed.

"Hoe-ing?"The brunette tilted her head to the side and raised her brow.Sometimes her friends terminologies go above her head.

"Don't you like to get to know him?Hes a pretty interesting dude."The blonde asked.

"I dont know?Maybe?he does seem like an interesting guy."The brunette non chalantly responded while she reached for a glass of wine.

Nanaba sighed in frustration."Just tell us how you guys found my ring."

The rest of the night was spent explaining what happened at the fun emporium.

A week passed after the ball pit incident and Levi hasn't returned her bike.Not that she minded.She didnt really needed the bike back immediately. Hange stood by the university garden staring at the skies.The sky was blue, only sporting a few wisps of white clouds thats lazily drifting.Its a perfect day for a picnic,It would be a waste to spend her lunch break cooped up inide the cafeteria.The brunette did not waste any time and headed to the school rooftop to eat her lunch.Her breath was heaving as she got to the last flight of stairs and mentally noted that she should use her gym membership.When she got to the top she sat on the concrete floor and started unpacking her paper bag.A piece of pink neon post it caught her attention.

Hanginger!We made chicken pesto sandwich for you!For fudge sake,FINISH ALL OF IT!

-Nanabanana & Ricoconut

Hange smiled.Shes lucky to have Rico and Nanaba by her side.Its not everyday you find friends like them.She folded the little neon post it and slid it inside the slip pocket of her satchel and pulled out her old and worn out copy of Dark Tower. She sat on her bottom with legs crossed over her heels.Unphased by the warm concrete,she started reading and she took a bite out of her sandwich.Moments later,she heard the door open revealing a young redheaded girl.Hange was certain the kid almost broke the door when she flew into the room.Shes breathing hard,one of her pig tails were loose and her right cheek were swollen red.Hange stood up and made her way towards the troubled kid.

"Isabel!You bitch!Come back here!" Three girls appeared behind her.

The kid hid behind Hange.Her hands balled into fist as she grabbed unto her labcoat.

"M-Ms.Zoe"One of the bullies recognized her.

Hange didnt pay attention to three girls who stood across them.Instead she took the kid by the chin and examined her cheek."Did they do this to you?"

The girl didnot respond and evaded her look.

"Shes a fucking liar!"one of the bullies shouted. "Ms.Zoe!Dont let her fool y-"The girl was cut off. Isabel raised her head and looked at the brunettes face.Isabel almost trembled when she saw the most livid and intimidating glare shes seen in her life.The girls had their colors drained from their faces. "Apologize to her"Hange calmly not breaking her stare. "W-why would we do that?"One of the girls folded her arms across her chest as if challenging Hange.Her voice still trembling but trying her best to look confident.

"Look,theres two ways we can go about this.We can escalate this situation and call the diciplinary department.Which I guarantee wont end well...or you three can apologize and leave her alone."The brunette's tone sounded with finality.

The trio looked at each other and eventually decided to follow the brunette's demand.

"S-sorry."Says the leader of the trio.

Hanges blinked her livid expression and was replaced by a happy smile.

"That's not so hard is it?Now you three go and enjoy your lunch break."Making a shoo-ing gesture. They didn't have to be told twice and bolted out of the rooftop. Hange turned her attention to the red head who now released her tight grip on her labcoat.She placed a firm hand on her shoulder and crouched a little to meet her eyes.

"Hey,I'm Hange!Whats your name?"

"Isabel M-Magnolia"Still evading the brunettes gaze.

"Nice to meet you Isabel!Lets fix you up...do you have any spare hair ties?"

Hange immediately regretted offering to fix Isabel's hair.She was never good in the hair department but she did try her best.Isabel was working on an assignment as the brunette desperately struggled to fix her pigtails.

"If you dont mind me asking,Why are those girls are after you?"Hange asked as she tried to brush the tangled ends of Isabel's hair.

"That just how bullies are.They prey on the weak and unpopular kids."

"That may be so,but that doesn't mean you have to go through it alone."Hange had her own fair share of bullies before.God knows what she would've done she didnt found Nanaba and Rico."If those girls comes back,you tell me okay?" Hange twisted the hair ties for the last time "Aaand were done!"The brunette announced.Isabel touched her hair trying to figure out how it looks like.She knows The brunette tied her hair a little askewd but it doesn't matter.This woman saved her.

"T-thank you"

"No prob-"Hange's eyes drifted off to the paper Isabel's holding."Is that a chemistry assignment?" Immediately Isabel pressed the paper on her chest hiding her work.She was very bad at chemistry and shes not about to humiliate herself infront of a professor. "Its okay,Let me see..."Hange gently pried off Isabels tight grip on her paper. "Which one are you having trouble with?"Reluctantly,Isabel pointed on question number 4. "Oh!This one?You see,Iodine atoms have 53 electrons and the shell structure is 2.8.18.18.7.You also forgot to indicate the ground state electron configuration of ground state gaseous neutral iodine is Kr 4d10.5s2.5p5 and the term symbol is 2P3/2." "You know that at the top of your head?" "I can teach you if you want." "You would?Really?I'll ask my uncle if he'd shell out cash for your tutoring services" "Oh no!You dont have to pay me...I just want to help you" "Why?" "Because thats what friends do silly!"Hange ruffled her hair and pushed her self up the floor and started packing up her stuff. "I got to go,I have a class in 5 minutes...Here take this"She offered a pack of twizzlers.Isabel hesitated to take the pack of sweets but hange placed it on her hands and patted her hair.

"If you want,we can eat lunch here again tomorrow."

Hange patted the girls shoulder one last time and started running.Leaving the young woman blushing, overwhelmed by the kindness the brunette showed her.

Levi didnt leave France because he had to.He left because he needs to.His mother suffered a severe mental condition and after years of battling with it she took her own life a few months ago.Levi knows he had to get out of the city and start anew.He cant bear the sight of the restaurants they use to go and the city his mother loved so much.Its a constant reminder of his failure to help her.Abandoning the life he's accustomed wasnt easy either.He is an esteemed tea broker in France and many companies,microbrewers and restaurant owners were deeply upset of his desicion on leaving the country.But he knows he has to leave for his sanity. So here he was,back in his fathers town where he spent a good amount of his childhood summers with his uncle and adoptive niece.Levi sat on his porch drinking tea and his gaze drifted to a teal bike rested against the wall.Its been a week,he should probably return that.

"Big bro!"

He turned his head towards his red headed niece who has running towards him with a wide smile plastered across her face.Levi put down his teacup back on the table and braced himself for an incoming hug from Isabel.

"Someone looks happy today.What happened?"Levi sounding almost sarcastic despite his genuine interest and ruffled Isabel's hair.

"This!"She lifted a pack of twizzlers out of her bag practically shoving it to his face."I just made a friend today."She added as she clung on his neck.

"What kind of friend bribes people with that awful snack."Slightly pushing the package away from his face.

"Oh dont be like that!Shes really nice,she even helped me with my..."Isabel trailed off and her hug losened when the teal bike caught her eye "When did you buy that?"

"Its not mine"Levi lifted his cup in the manner he's accustomed to and sipped his tea.

"You stole it?"Levi slowly turned his head towards his niece and gave her a look of disgust and disbelief."Why the fuck would I steal a bike?"

"I don't know...Did you borrow it?"Isabel inspected the bike.

"Yes,is there a problem with that?"The raven haired man continued sipping his tea.

"its not your type of color."Isabel shot him an iquisitive look.

"And what do you know exactly about my type of color?"avoiding her gaze.

"Well,it looks too feminine..."Slowly,Isabel's confused expression slowly turned to a mischievous grin "Say big bro,did you borrow this from a...girl?"Levi ignored her and continued drinking his tea.

"is she pretty?"Isabel added as she teasingly poked his shoulders.

Levi almost choked on his drink."Jeez Isabel!What is wrong with you"Sounding almost offended.

"Oh my god!So it is a woman!Youre blushing!"Pointing on his face.

Levi knows for a fact that he is not blushing.Isabel had this weird fixation on his personal affairs but somehow shes being extra giddy because of this new found friend she had.Honestly,he is not in the mood to deal with this.Huffing exasperatedly,he stood up.

"Thats it.I'm getting rid of this shit."

"Calm down!No need to be defensive."Isabel giggled and continued teasing Levi.

"Get yourself cleaned up..and fix your goddamn pigtails!Its allover the place"

Ignoring the crude comment of his uncle she stood up and started walikng towards the front door "Say hi to the bike lady for me !" she gleefuly added before she went inside.

Rico was binge watching Stranger Things when she heard the doorbell ring.Shes too comfortable to stand up.She ignored it,hoping that whoever is at the door would eventually leave.Usually its just packages that Hange orders online and was usually left at the doorstep by the delivery service. It wasn't long until the ringing turned violent and she cant focus on what shes watching.

"Yeah!yeah! I can hear you calm down"She pushed herself out of the sofa and walked towards the door.

A familiar short raven haired man stood infront of her.

"Oh,its you!The ring guy?Hange's not here..."

"I just want to return that"Levi mentioned plainly and pointed at the bike parked on their lawn.

"Oh?Okay,Just leave that right there.I'll tell her you came by"

Levi nodded ever so slightly acknowledging Rico's statement and started walking away.

Rico stared at the man and thought about Hange.Shes been through 6 dates now.Well 7 if you count that failed one she had with a stranger.Maybe she can do something to help her friend a little bit.

"Hey!"The silver haired woman shouted.

Levi stopped on his tracks and looked at her over his shoulders.

"Do you want her number?"Rico offered.

"No,That wont be necessary."He turned his back to her and continued walking away.

~He's leaving Rico do something...anything!

"I-Its courtesy to text her that you've returned her stuff.You should at least thank her or something."Once again Levi stopped on his tracks and turned towards her.He gave her a look which she cant place if confusion or just down right irritation."Give me a minute."Rico ran inside the house and came back holding a pen writing something on a pad of post it."Here"

Levi simply stared at the piece of paper.

"Just take it"

Sighing,he unenthusiastically took the piece of paper and left.

~Does all of her friends have to be this pushy?

"You're welcome"Rico sarcastically yelled as she watched the man walk away.

Levi sat on the dining room staring at the piece of paper laid on the table the silver haired girl gave him.He doubts that theres this rule that you should inform people that you've returned their stuff.He already returned her bike whats there to say?He pulled out his phone from his pocket and started typing

'Hey four eyes I already returned your bike.Thank you'.

Before he can hit send ,Isabel peered behind him. "Whats that?" Levi almost jumped from the redhead's sudden appearance.Immediately,he pocketed his phone, reached for the paper crumpled it and hid it behind his back.If Isabel realizes that he has the number of "The Bike Lady" hell never hear the end of it from her.

"How many times do I have to remind you not to sneak up on me like that?"Levi scolded his niece.

"I didnt sneak up on you,youre just spacing out...what've you got there?"

"Nothing just some tea names.Arent you supposed to be studying?"

"I am!im just taking a break."Isabel pulled out the chair beside Levi and took a seat. "Big bro,Ive been meaning to tell you something.Im failing miserably with chemistery and my friend offered to tutor me." "How much?"Levi stood up and started walking towards the fridge. "She says shell do it for free...She said that what friends do." "She refused payment?"Opening the fridge door,and reached for a bottle of water. "Yeah,shes nice like that!" Levi was meaning to say something along the lines of her friend might be a weirdo and hes not keen to inviting strangers to their house but he restrained himself.Judging by the way Isabel praises her, she must be a wonderful kid.So he reserved his judgement until he meets this friend. "Alright,When do you start?"He opened the bottle and started drinking water. "By next week probably."Isabel stood up ,streched and shook her head trying to wake herself up."Did you get to see the Bike Lady?"

"No."

"Is that so?Don't forget to thank her the next time you meet.You have a bad habit of forgetting to thank people.Good night big bro!"Isabel gave him a quick hug and went upstairs.

He opened the fridge door one more time to return the unfinished bottle of water.The pack of twizzlers Isabel brought home earlier caught his eye.He took a piece and bit one end letting it dissolve,while letting the other end hang out on his mouth.

~Why am I even overthinking this.

Levi fished his phone out of his pocket and hit send.

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God is Good All the Time & All the Time, God is Good!

I believe it is both a blessing and a curse to be a special education teacher and a parent of a child with special needs. I love working with children who have special needs and feel inspired by them daily, so what I am about to say should not be misinterpreted: I DID NOT WANT ANNE-MARIE TO HAVE AUTISM or an INTELLECTUAL DISABILITY. It is not because I think those labels are death sentences, it is simply because no parent wants that for their child. I know if Anne-Marie was to have Autism, CP, learning disabilities, a behavioral disability or anything really, it would be okay.

I have been worried about Anne-Marie having Autism and/or an intellectual disability for two and a half years and I knew it was just a waiting game to see if how she would develop. Autism is a high incidence disability in general, but even more so in children born prematurely. I think because I work so closely with students with disabilities at school, I have a heightened awareness of the red flags and early signs of certain disabilities. At the very same time, I also have the compassion and acceptance needed to work with kids with unique needs. It is easy to love children with disabilities at school, it comes natural, but, again, I just didn’t want that for my own daughter.

Just like many of my school children, Anne-Marie is a smart girl. My greatest concern right now is that she is not talking. I am really worried about her communication. Anne-Marie says words, but never says them again. She becoming more and more frustrated because she wants to express herself, but she is unable to do so. And when I’m asked about her and I explain my concerns sometimes well-meaning people respond with, “She’ll talk, she’ll start talking one day and then she won’t shut-up.” That really doesn’t comfort me at all. (It is like when she was in the hospital, everywhere I went people asked me what Anne-Marie weighed and when she was coming home. #annoying) It actually sort of upsetting, because I know deep down talking is going to be a REAL challenge for her. She is going to have to work extremely hard at something that develops naturally in other kids. It is going to take LOTS of therapy for her to learn to communicate. We may even need to use another form of communication, with spoken language being the ultimate goal. Anne-Marie continues to be 100% gtube dependent, so although she is able to eat tiny amounts of pureed solids without vomiting she still struggles with feeding (which of course further impacts her speech).

Anne-Marie gets speech therapy, OT, and PT weekly. I simply cannot stress the amount of time it takes to practice all of these skills. Every single day, I feel inadequate (I know that’s totally normal and most moms do) but there simply are not enough hours in the day to give Anne-Marie all the “things” she needs. For example, I may miss a breathing treatment, or a medicine, or a feed (yikes), or sensory play, or attempting to get a toothbrush in her mouth, or her mouth exercises, or her PT exercises. I need to keep moving forward so she doesn’t regress. Being a teacher, I fully understand right now is a critical time for a child’s brain development, and Anne-Marie is playing catch up and I feel the urgency! So not only do I worry about disabilities and diagnoses, I also stress about what I’m doing to try and compensate for what damage is already done by her traumatic beginning. If I miss a feed (which is rare, but happens) I turn into a complete monster, fussing at everyone in my way. Parenting Anne-Marie is WAY harder than I let on. Most of the time, I hide my fears and exhaustion behind a smile, because it is easier to say things are fine rather than to give the honest answer. I could go on and on about our struggles and why each therapeutic activity is important and why I feel so guilty if I miss one… but I am pretty sure you already get the point, plus I have an AH-AMAZING story to tell... which was the reason I began this blog post to begin with. #dontgetsidetracked

So last Thursday, Anne-Marie goes in for her scheduled developmental testing with the psychologist in Duke Children’s neonatal department and the special infant care clinic (SICC). This is the clinic that has been seeing Anne-Marie since she was discharged from Duke after 200 days in the hospital. These doctors follow certain babies up until age 3. Anne-Marie worked with the psychologist for about 2 hours (with breaks of course) and basically she performed above their expectancies for a baby with her history!!!! Who would have ever thought my 14.8 ounce micropreemie would show off at her 2 year old follow-up visit? So I say this to “Dr. Purple-Tie” who told Bradley and me that awful day in the NICU when Anne-Marie was 2 weeks old that Anne-Marie could die at any minute --> look at her now asshole! LOOK AT HER!

They say, not to tell God about your great big problems, but to tell your problems about your great big God, either way I say when you put your trust in the Lord, you get GREAT BIG ANSWERS!! The developmental psychologist was so impressed with Anne-Marie’s results. She stated that they not see outcomes like Anne-Marie’s very often at all. She also said that she does not suspect Anne-Marie will have Autism. Her exact words were “in no way does she present like a child with Autism.” (I think I lost about 20 pounds off my shoulders after that statement.) She agreed that she definitely has some sensory processing concerns and her communication is delayed, but those two things together to not always mean Autism. It was her professional opinion that Anne-Marie was more social than children with Autism.

Thursday was emotional for me. We were told that even though Anne-Marie is doing well, she has some significant delays and areas of weaknesses. We were told that she will more than likely have some major challenges in school. We were also warned not to allow people to underestimate her abilities, because they will see a petite girl in glasses who is basically nonverbal and automatically think she is incapable of learning. It was stressed how much we would need to advocate for her in the coming years. I am a special education teacher, so NONE of this bothered me in the least. #igotthis It was when we were told WHY Anne-Marie was doing so well, that I became overwhelmed with tears of pride and joy. I credit one person: Dianne Holmes, my mom. Momma put her own life on hold and came to our rescue when Anne-Marie was born. She quit her job as a teacher at a local private school to keep Anne-Marie so my husband and I could continue to work and bring home income to support our little family. We were unable to send Anne-Marie to regular day care because she was oxygen and gtube dependent. Momma has been more than a caregiver for Anne-Marie. She has also been her home-school teacher. Momma goes to therapy with us and takes notes and gets “homework” so she can practice skills with Anne-Marie before the next therapy session. Momma has made things from Pinterest, sang songs, engaged in pretend play, played in rice and playdoh, made a sand table, read countless books, and even made Anne-Marie her own ball pit. I know how hard momma works with Anne-Marie because I try to do all she does on the weekends when I am home with Anne-Marie, and I simply cannot do it. My momma is a saint and I thank God for her. Momma loves all of us and it very apparent because of how devoted she is to our family.

In celebration of our “awesome news” I am going to try something I’ve never done before. I am going to type out a simple prayer in this blog post. This is a tiny bit outside of my comfort zone, but I am just so grateful that I feel compelled to do so …

Dear Heavenly Father,

Thank you for all of my many blessings in life. I especially want to thank you for giving me my mom. She has learned from your teachings to love others as thyself as she never puts herself before her family. I want to give you all the glory for allowing Anne-Marie to work towards overcoming the obstacles in her life. I have witnessed your unconditional love as you continue to be there for me on the difficult days in my parenting journey and for that, thank you. Please be with all those near and far who are sick, struggling, and lonely, just as you have been there for me. In Jesus’ name I pray, Amen.

#lifeafternicu #micropreemie #micropreemiemom #specialeducation #teachermom #blessings #micropreemiejourney #awesomenews #godisgreat #ameturblogger #tubiemom #tubefeeding #overlookthetypos

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