Things had been so weird lately for Sawyer that he just wanted something that felt normal. Something that made him feel like his old self. So after Divinations, one of the few classes he still attended, he went back to his room. Unfortunately, another boy was in there and he hardly felt like dealing with him so he grabbed some things and left.
He was struggling to find some place to be alone, and finally he found himself near the greenhouses. He hadn’t taken a herbology class since it was demanded of him, and much of the area seemed foreign to him now. He usually avoided it, but it was the one quiet space. So he found his way into one. He looked at everything, inspecting it as he walked through. How dumb. He couldn’t understand why anyone would be into plants. They just seemed so…boring.
Except for one plant. Which reminded him why he actually had come out. He found the bottom to a planter and dumped out the dirt. Placing a paper in there he dashed some weed onto it before rolling it up. He was deeply involved in the process and didn’t hear as someone came in. In fact, it took him a good solid few moments before he finally heard them. He whipped around and saw a familiar face.
“Athena Clark.” He muttered with a smirk. She may not be his favorite person, but he had taken to just sounding like an asshole instead of being outright mean. He licked the paper without ever taking his eyes off of her and sealed it shut. “Taking after Mommy now?” Sawyer had been with her long enough he knew what her parents did. Probably more information than he knew about most people. Frankly, he didn’t care, it was just the douchiest way possible for him to ask her what she was doing out there.
This was a blast from the past. It had been some time since he’d last spoken to Athena. He remembered why that was. “I hear you’re dating your brother’s friend. Creepy.” He put the ‘cigarette’ between his lips and lit it. Inhaling deeply. The room immediately obtained a new smell. But mostly he was preoccupying himself because he realized that that little dig revealed that he had been keeping tabs. He had honestly gotten curious when their little run ins got less frequent.
Athena had needed a diversion. Something to distract herself from how frightfully mundane her life had become. Her life had taken a turn for a good which in retrospect was actually quite fantastic. But what she hadn't expected was for her life to become so damn boring that her brother's relationship issues had reached the forefront of her attention. It was funny though, how she always seemed to be more mature than him at times, especially when she was years younger.
Still, it wasn't like she could spend every waking moment with Gavin, making sure he made all the right decisions and little to no wrong ones. Life didn't work that way. So she really did need a distraction. Some sort of something to divert her attention from her brother for at least a few hours. That was all she asked really. So she'd decided to go walking, not really searching for anything particular just needing to get out and get some sort of air in her lungs.
But what she hadn't counted on was noticing Sawyer out of the corner of her eye. Curiosity must have gotten the best of her because before she really knew what she was doing or even where he was going she was off, following him like it had been her goal all along. She really hoped he wasn't heading somewhere super shady or off to meet someone way too pretty to do something that could be considered by some people to be anything but because she really did not need to witness him doing either of those things.
"Sawyer Beckett," she greeted coolly, shutting the door to the greenhouse behind her. "Taking after mommy, really?" She rolled her eyes. "Not unless you and my mother have a special sort of relationship that I have no knowledge of." Which she seriously hoped not, because that would be just way too weird and something she knew that she'd be unable to deal with ever, at all.
She arched a brow at him. "Seems like I'm not the only stalker from the sound of things." She didn't know whether she should be amused or disturbed by the fact that he seemed to be keeping tabs on her. Instead she focused on his 'cigarette', deciding that was worth her attention more than finding answers to questions she wished she'd never ask.
"Care to share?"