Rewrite of my previous story, Words That Heal My Broken Heart

I peeked my head out the window of our limousine driven by my father's butler. The air here smelled fresh and clean, which is unusual for a big city. The car sped down the crowded road we were taking just as the traffic light switched to green. Soon, the scene of cars, people, and buildings slowly shifted to trees, green-filled fields, and small houses.

We came by a field containing bright, red roses that immediately captured my wandering eyes. There appears to be thousands of roses conquering that small area. There are so many, you won't be able to see the dark-green bushes. A person passing by this place would see a large, red blur. I couldn't help myself, but stick my arm out the window. I felt the soft touch of the petals and—having luck—no thorns.

I settled back into my seat, but something passed us caught my attention.

Another limousine drove by on the opposite side of the road. The window in the backseat was pulled down, fully exposing the person that was sitting there. The person was about my age who has spiky, black hair that was as dark as night and golden highlights. He kept a cold stare and focused texting on his cell phone. He looks kind of interesting, except he had a bored expression on his face. I eyed him in awe the entire time. He's...different. Not in a mean way, but unique.

"Judging by his looks, he's probably one of the popular ones at his school." Saying that, I almost choked. I wish I have friends. I wish I have someone to talk to, somebody to share my feelings with, or someone to hang out and have fun.

The students at my school torment me everyday, despite the fact my father is the Senator of this city. They'd call me the 'Black Rose Witch' because I would always isolate myself from others and watch them from afar. I wore a dull expression and I had the scent of roses. Sometimes, the torments would turn into threats that leaves me feeling hurt both mentally and physically. So, I end up defending myself using violence. My parents disapprove me whenever I do that. Especially my father.

But now, I was forced out of that horrible school. My parents enrolled me to another one, which is located on the father side of New Domino City. Because of the distance, I have to move out of our mansion and live in an apartment near the school.

I'm glad that I don't have to deal with the constant bullying, but it feels like they were eager to get rid of me.

We stopped in front of the fancy building's main entrance. The apartment is quite big and tall, it could be mistaken for a hotel or a college campus. The parking lot is placed to the side of the building to have room for the surrounding trees. I grabbed my bag and ran inside the apartment building. The butler nodded to my actions and drove off, leaving me by myself in this new 'world'.

I seem to be the only one heading towards the elevator. I pressed the button for floor 25 and stood back as the elevator moved up.

"This is it." I said while my heart pounded with delight. "This is a new life, a new me." My parents bought me the penthouse of the apartment so I have all the space I need. Though, I'm only living in it until I finish high school. I have two years left, so I have to make the rest of my life in luxury worth it. After that, I have to go to a college to become a lawyer. That's what my father wants me to do.

The steel doors opened to a small lobby with a huge window to the left, allowing people to see forests and buildings in the distance. The lobby floor is covered in red carpet, sofas, and a coffee table in the middle.

Straight ahead from the elevator are the double doors. I pushed in the key and walked into my penthouse. All of my stuff are already here—t.v, tables, couches—they moved it in a couple hours earlier. I noticed the clock in the kitchen and saw the time.

11:51 P.M.

Darn, I wanted to watch some television shows before I go to sleep. I have to wake up early tomorrow for school.

I made my way to the master bedroom and plopped down onto my cozy bed. I'm not even gonna bother changing into my pajamas. Suddenly, the guy I saw earlier came in mind.

"Odd..." I thought to myself. Who is that guy? I've never seen anyone with golden highlights in their hair before. Is he some sort of punk, or something like that? Is he part of a gang? Or...is he a delinquent?

I sighed and closed my eyes. What if he ends up calling me a witch? Then, the whole school would follow and it'll be just like in the past.

But then again, it's not like we'll be going to the same school.

Just a short introduction and some background information on Akiza.

Next Chapter:

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to knock you down-"

"I'm fine! No apologies."

"...do you need a band-aid?"

"...no..."

"You have to stop the bleeding and not to mention, infections-"

"I don't need your help, okay? !"

"Sorry... Miss Arrogant."

"WHAT?"