INITIAL THOUGHT
Emotions equal color.. Well colors in my eyes. These colors, red, black, yellow and a lot more, never really have been my friend. They always set me apart from others. And most people are just naturally repulsed by me. Its never bothered me that much, my life is very quiet. Why it was different with him? No one knows.
I was moving from Virginia to San Clemente, California. I was moving to be with a man I hardly know.. My dad Jack. My mother Jane just died in a car accident. People expected me to be amazingly sad, I mean yes I was sad but I wasn't very close to her. She didn't approve of the way I dressed (black a lot of the time.), nor did she like my friends and even my mom was repulsed by my eyes. They were red a lot of the time, and sense they were naturally a brown- green, she could tell. So when I found out I was moving in with my dad a little relief, until I remembered its California, oh so very populated. Lets all welcome the FREAK.
When I got off the plane there he was automatically running "how are you? How was the flight?" emphasizing on how I was meaning am I depressed.
"I'm fine, everything is fine." I said irritated, he saw my eyes and took a step back- my irritated or annoyed color being orange-red.
"Its weird, I know." I said quickly walking away. We got my bags in silence, when we got outside I easily adjusted to the illuminating sun.
"You actually live here and still aren't used to it?"
"No and I don't think I ever will." he sounded kind of sarcastic.
The car ride was not bad I had forgotten how beautiful San Clemente was. I actually enjoyed the warm sun on my skin. In Virginia it was either raining, too cold, or freakishly HOT. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. When we got to his house I had forgotten how nice it was. It was near woods instead of being by the beach.
The wave of tiredness wavered in the air as I unpacked. One thing I liked about Jack was he left alone to do what I needed. He had a fairly large house so walking to my room probably did me over.
Getting a pretty good sleep I awoke to the bright sun maybe this would take some time to get used to.I walked down the stairs and Jack was eating breakfast and almost choked when he saw me.
"What is in your hair?" pointing an index finger at me. That's another thing I did was put a streak of color in my hair usually reflecting my mood. (as did my eyes.)
"Kaia Thomas you look like something…" he trailed off.
"That's why your not a girl." I said ever so nicely.
Today I was in a rather okay mood, so the streak was a medium blue, he found it odd.
"I got to go dad, don't need to be late my first day." I said sarcastically. He was oblivious.
"Have a nice day." nice day yeah right going to a high school with more people who are ready to RUN AWAY!!
My dad gave me a Chevy Avalanche to make up for all those birthdays he missed, this I liked. The school was not hard to find, it was pretty damn big if you ask me. I was a junior and just turned seventeen, so school was already in its second month- October.