November.
"What do I stand for? Some nights I don't know."-Fun, Some Nights
"Dahlia, have you practiced your song? You know the concert is only a few months away."
A young girl is sitting in front of a large grand piano, just staring at the white keys. Many sheets of music sit upon her chair, lap, and on the floor. Her soft blue eyes stare at the music sheet in front of her face that reads Kiss the Rain by Yiruma. How long has she been staring at this sheet of music without playing the beautiful notes? She isn't sure.
"DAHLIA DID YOU HEAR ME!?" a woman's voice yells up the staircase.
Dahlia shakes her head, looking around the room. She stares at the wall that is covered in many posters of bands and animals she loves. Her fingers grip to the black bench she is sitting upon and she quickly pushes it back so she can stand up. She bends down and begins to pick up the music sheets that lay upon the hardwood floor as she mumbles to herself. She opens the black bench and places all the sheets of music within it carefully, keeping it organized.
"DAHLIA! ANSWER ME!" the same woman yells at her from the first floor.
Dahlia sighs softly and walks towards her bedroom door, her hand grips to the handle and turns the knob. She walks down the wooden stairs until she sees her mother. The woman appears to be in her late 50's with long black hair and cold blue eyes.
"Mom you know I'm in a different world when I am practicing the piano," Dahila said in a very calm and collect voice.
Her mother rolls her eyes and walks into the kitchen. Dahlia walks over to the coat hanger and grabs her white pea coat. She quickly slides into the nice jacket and grabs her white knit hat, placing it over her long and curly black hair. Dahlia leans down and puts on her black riding boots over her skinny jeans. She can feel her mother staring at her even if her back is turned.
"Where are you going young lady?" Her mother asked in a stern voice.
Dahlia turns to face her but the back to the door. "I have to baby sit Jamie," she opens the front door and groans feeling the cold air hit her pale face. "I won't be back till tomorrow, it's overnight stay this time."
Her mother doesn't say anything as Dahlia closes the front door. She rolls her soft blue eyes and begins her walk towards Jamie's house. She walks along the sidewalk, keeping her head down staring at the white cement below. As she walks she can hear the laughter of children and the yelling of their parents.
As she walks down the street, she can almost feel like someone is watching her from the distant. Trying to shake the feeling off, she walks a bit faster. Her feet crush the dead leaves as she walks. However, she can still feel eyes on her. She stops dead in her tracks and looks around. All she can see are houses and trees with no leaves on them.
"I'm losing my mind," Dahlia whispers to herself and continues her walk down the street.
As she walks she pulls out her iphone to check her messages. Deep down she hopes her boyfriend James has texted her, just asking her how her day has been. Her pale finger clicks the message button, but it reads zero messages. She stands still and sighs softly. She then scrolls down to her contacts and clicks on James's name. She presses the phone to her ear and all she can hear is the ringing. It rings. And rings. And rings. But no answer. She hangs up refusing to leave a voice mail. She frowns and stuffs the phone back into her pocket.
As she begins to walk she can feel a strong cold wind behind her that blows her black hair forward. As if someone blew cold air on her. She quickly turns around but doesn't see anything or anyone. She rubs her arms as she turns her body forward once again. This weather is so crazy. She begins her walk once more and smiles gently seeing Jamie's house. His parents went off on vacation for the weekend so it just the two of them until Sunday. She walks up the front stairs but she stops on the last step. She can defiantly feel that there is someone watching her from the side of the porch. Quickly, she turns her head and catches a glance of a figure wearing a blue hoodie but in the blink of an eye it is gone. She runs over to the railing and her blue eyes scan the front yard and the bare trees. In one tree she can see the figure of a boy with the same blue hoodie, just standing on a branch of the tree. However, he is pretty far away so she can't see his face.
"HEY! YOU!" Dahlia yells towards the figure who seems surprised that she is yelling towards him. The boy jumps down from the tree and in the blink of an eye he is gone.
Dahlia just stares at the tree, trying to figure out where he went off too. But, he is gone.