The rain hit the ground, as I looked up at the gray sky.
"The sky is always gray." I pouted, although I pushed it away. Of course I'm happy for this world I've been given. It's perfect.
Our part of town, No.6, was perfect.
"Loser!" I heard, and I looked over to see a boy.
He looked taller than me, but judging from his looks, he couldn't be that much older. I saw much taller, older guys, pinning the one my eyes were on, against the wall.
He glared suns at them, while holding something protectively in his arms.
"Stupid West Block kid." I heard them spat, and they looked like they were about to hurt him. I ran over to them, ready to beg them to stop, then the boy that was against the wall suddenly put whatever was in both of his arms, in the the nook of only one.
He then kicked his leg, sending one of the boys backwards.
We were all frozen, except for him.
"What the..?" One of them asked, while my eyes widened.
He was amazing!
"If you guys don't leave, I'll do worse to you." He threatened, his voice dark. I thought maybe at first they would continue fighting, but once they looked down at their friend on the ground, they just picked him up and left.
I ran over.
"Wow! That was wonderful!" I cheered, my eyes sparkling. The boy looked at me, curious. His hair seemed pretty long, but it was in a pony tail. He was covered in a tattered jacket that looked more like a cloak.
"What?' He asked, when I heard a meow.
I looked down at the thing he was holding, and saw a tiny kitten.
"Oh. Who's this?" I asked, smiling. Meanwhile, the boy just looked at me, eyes still wide.
"I don't know. It's not mine." He told me, and I scanned the tiny kitten. It was super skinny, and really dirty.
"Is it a stray?" I asked, and the boy scowled at me.
"How the hell would I know? I just said he's not mine." He told me, and I just looked up at him, before smiling at him.
"Even though he's not, you were protecting him, huh?" I asked, and the boy stared ahead at me. I could tell he wasn't sure what to think. Although, I wonder why.
"I guess." He finally told me, and I laughed.
"You were great!" I told him, and the kitten meowed again. The boy just shifted the kitten so that now was in both of his arms again. It looked up at me with big, round, glossy eyes. But even though they were glossy, I could still tell this kitten had life to it.
"You're weird." The boy told me, and I just stared at him, confused.
"Why?" I asked.
"Okay, so I'm almost sure we're all aware of why this school meeting was called." Karan, the school's head chairman/principal spoke, referring to the whole school. Which of course included me.
I just shook my head, coming back into reality.
I looked around, and saw that it was raining. Everytime it rained I thought about that day. Well, if I was honest, I thought about that day a lot anyway, even if it wasn't raining.
Meanwhile, I was now with the rest of my school.
The whole student body stood in the auditorium.
And while I could tell they were pleased that this was cutting into their class time, they didn't have anywhere to sit. Some thought that maybe that was their punishment.
"ANOTHER fight broke out between our school and West Block Academy." She informed us, and Safu stood next to me, staring at me. She was trying to listen, but was a little busy. I wonder with what?
Besides, it's not like this was anything new.
No. 6 Academy and West Block Academy were always fighting with each other. And while most kids just tagged mean comments about the other school, there were a few kids that went a little bit too far and attacked.
Although, it's not like West Block Academy was innocent, either. They did just as much, if not more (probably more, actually) attacking than No.6 Academy had.
We hated each other, to say the least.
I looked ahead at his mother, not sure what to think.
Why won't those West Block kids behave themselves? No.6 Academy did fight, but I think it's because we're just simply fighting back. But maybe we weren't? Maybe we were just bad, too?
"I know we've hated them for forever, but frankly I'm getting sick of it." My mother Karan told everyone, and once she said that, a lot of kids glared at me.
Safu glared at them, and I was glad to have a friend like her.
Many times mother wanted to at least cool down the brawl our two schools were going through, and whenever she suggested it, the kids turned against me. Should West Block kids be hated that much?
"And I also know that I've mentioned this before. I don't want the battle to end, although that might be best." She continued, and I saw Safu get ready to brawl for my sake. Since now more kids were giving me deadly looks.
I just lightly put my hand on her shoulder to calm her down.
She softened.
"I can't believe this," She mumbled, as mother continued.
"I just want us to get along better. And I think the attack that took place last week was the last straw." Mother told us all, and the kids looked away from me, and onto my mother. I felt a tad bit nervous.
Usually she just scolded us and sended us on our way.
I don't think this time will be like usual.
"The other staff and I have discussed how the two schools will get along. And apparently there's a perfect opportunity." She told us, and the kids all began to look between each other, as I got even more freaked.
She wasn't going to suggest we get together, is she? Was she nuts? West Block kids were bad, and everyone knew that.
"There's a kind old man who's been putting on plays his whole life. He and his wife, that is. But now the two are going to move into another part of the country. Meaning this will be their last play." She explained, and Safu looked at mother, confused.
"A play? Is she going to say what I think she's going to say?" She asked.
"He said he wanted this play to be special. And both staff from our school and West Block thought that there was no better way to make it special than to have two feuding schools play the lead parts." She finished, and the kids instantly started to either laugh, or ask what was up.
It's not like they were yelling, or anything. Because although they were upset, our school was proper like we were brought up.
Kids eventually started raising their hands, getting their composure back in order. Mother called on a girl.
"A play? Are you serious?" She asked, only then hearing how bad it came out.
"I ask with utmost respect." She added, and mother smiled.
"Yep. And there's an odd request along with it." She told us all, and the kids whispered to one another. But when a teacher of ours cleared her throat, they realized how immature they were acting.
Although to be honest, I kind of wanted to ask questions about this as well.
Another kid raised his hand.
"What's the request?" He asked, and mother giggled, before looking between the other staff members. Some of them got red faced. While a few (especially women) giggled along with my mother.
"It's so that the two main characters, both in love I might add, are boys." She told us, and my eyes widened.
I then raised my hand. Safu looked at me in surprise, while mother smiled at me.
"Yes?" She asked, and I then got all red face since everyone was looking at me.
"Oh. Well..um, you do mean in love with each other, right?" I asked, and mother smiled and nodded.
"Yes, I do. You see, the man's wife, Kai, loves yaoi." She told us, and I just pulled down my hand. The kids just waited for mom to continue.
"And so they made a compromise. The man, Tou, loves Romeo and Juliet. And Kai loves yaoi. So what they decided to do was make a yaoi Romeo and should I say, Romeo and Julietto." She told us, while the teachers that were giggling earlier started to giggle again.
"If there are any more questions, please ask them now." Mother advised, and Safu's hand went right up into the air.
"Yes?" Mother asked.
"Are we going to audition? And what about back stage hands?" She asked, and I thought how that was very like her.
Safu always wanted to know the science of everything. And while she didn't run away from fantasy and what not, it certainly wasn't running through her mind on a daily basis. Or really anything near a daily basis.
"For those of you who don't want to be on stage can help behind the scenes. And some of you can be in charge of advertisement. Like making posters to put up around town." She began to explain, while kids talked amongst themselves.
"And as for the auditions, we will have them. That is, except for the two main characters. You see, West Block's most troubled student will be played Romeo." She told us, when another kid scoffed.
"I can't believe this. Doing a play with our mortal enemy." He told his friend, although he said it loud enough so that I even I could hear. And I was near the back of the auditorium.
Mom just continued.
"They think it will be best for his attitude. And as for Julietto, that part will be played by my son." She told us, and my eyes widened.
"What?!" I asked, and everyone stopped talking. I just then looked at the ground.
"Nevermind. Sorry." I spoke, my face getting red. I saw Safu look at me apologetically, while the other kids began to snicker around me.
"Are you okay?' She asked, and I nodded.
"Yeah. Acting like I'm in love with a boy isn't what bothers me." I told her, and Safu looked at me in question.
"Then what is it?" She asked, and I lied.
"I just think it might be hard considering I've never liked anyone." I told her, while the truth ran through my head.
It wasn't that at all.
Because I have liked someone. Sure it's only been one person my whole life, and I haven't seen him since that one day, but I like him.
I've liked the one I met in the rain my whole life.
"I'm sure it won't be too hard. I know you can do it." Safu told me, and I smiled the best way I could. Meanwhile, kids' questions began to go out into the air, as the staff did their best to answer them.
Later, Safu and I walked down the hallways.
Many kids spat mean things as I walked by them, frustrated that we had to do this play. It's not like it was my fault, though.
"Wow, our school really hates West Block. Although,I guess I can see why. They are criminals."She spoke, and I felt unease.
"You shouldn't say that. We've never met them." I spoke, and Safu looked at me, a tad bit surprised. Before she just shrugged, letting it go.
"I don't need to meet them. They commit crimes. The answer is all there in itself. Although,I'm not admitting that our school does some pretty bad stuff, too. Of course, I'm sure it's only because of circumstance." She spoke, and I got a tad bit angry.
Of course, HE was in my mind at the moment. I know I thought that sometimes, like earlier, but I knew that I was just saying that to make myself feel better.
I knew Safu actually meant what she said.
"Please don't say that!" I told her, actually getting quite loud. She looked at me, puzzled. I just threw my bag over my shoulder, and walked to class.
"Sorry." I mumbled, before setting off.
I don't know why I liked him so much. But I did. And for some reason, when she insulted West Block, it felt like she was insulting him.
Although, maybe I feel that way because he's from West Block.
I heard kids whispering, and I looked inside of my classroom. My teacher looked at me, his face getting dark.
I just took a step back, realizing that some adults hated West Block as much as the kids. I then walked to mom's office.
Before I walked inside, I saw mother outside the door. I was curious as I walked up to her.
"Mom?" I asked, while she smiled.
"Hi." She told me, and it seemed like she was sort of blocking the door. I cocked my head, and was about to walk in, when she moved to the side.
"What is it? Are you nervous?" She asked, and I didn't point out that she seemed more nervous than I did,
"Kind of. Yeah. But there's something I want to tell you." I told her, not really sure that I should say. Of course I wanted to tell her that I was in love with someone else, but I realized how stupid that was.
Not only did I never see him again, but being an actor had nothing to do with him. But something still feels of. Like, if's it not him, then I don't want to do it.
"What is it?" She asked, when the door suddenly opened.
The moment stopped, once my eyes touched the person who was on the other side of the door, Because it was he looked a bit beaten up, but it was undoubtably him.
It was my one who was standing in the rain.
