This is dedicated to all the Cassie, sunrise, and road trip lovers. I wrote this in Ohio on an 18 hour trip. Please enjoy, 'nuff said.
Sunrise
5:05.
Who is seriously awake at this hour? Well, I, Massie Block, am awake. Wide awake. Wide awake and somewhat hyper. Why? Maybe it was because I was cramming for the big biology test, or the six cans of Red Bull I had downed about five hours earlier. Or maybe it was because I had another panic attack that night. Anyway, you're probably wondering why I was sitting on my roof at five in the morning, but it's really simple. Sunrise.
Ah, yes, sunrise. It's one of my favorite times of day, the other being sunset. Why? Well it's definitely not because it's the beginning of a new day; I can live without a new day. It's because I can get lost in the sun, and I don't have to worry about being the best or being on top or being Derrick's perfect girlfriend (at all costs). I just kind forget about all that. It's mesmerizing. Sunrise is also one of the only times I can stand being alone, although I'm usually not.
5:15.
I take a deep breath of the crisp autumn air and shiver. Sure it's cold but I didn't mind, but I wrapped my blanket around myself to keep the chilly air out. I kinda smiled because I was wearing a blue tank top and my froggy pajama bottoms. What would the Pretty Committee say? Why do I care?
I heared a noise, almost like a creak but more like a squeak. A bicycle. No one rides their bike at 5:25 in the morning around here except…
I looked down the recently silent street to see the cyclist. He had black hair and was wearing a beat up leather jacket. I felt a small smile creep on my face. He turned into my driveway and dropped his bike on our fairly green lawn, not making too much noise. He looked up at me smiling and I grin back. He proceeded to climb up the trellis that stops right under my little perch.
5:30
"Hey." He says when he finally gets up on the roof.
"Hey yourself." I greet him and we both turn our attention to the horizon.
We both sat there looking at the sun that was now peaking up over the tall trees of upstate New York. Its rays were shinning, casting hues of yellow on my sometimes lonely perch.
I looked at the boy sitting next to me. He watched the sun as intensely as I recently was. I'm not sure why he comes up there, he just started coming a few weeks ago and I didn't stop him. I guess we had some kind of silent agreement, he came up here, we watched the sun, he went home, and we just didn't say anything about it to anyone. We usually didn't speak to each other, just a simple greeting and dismissal, seeing as to we'd meet again at school.
As if on cue, the sun had reached its morning peak. Usually he would be leaving by now, but he was still here.
He turned to me and we locked gazes. He was searching for something. His multi-colored eyes bore into my amber ones. Does he know what's going on between Derrick and I? I'm sure a look of panic crossed my face because he looked away from me.
He sighed. "Listen Massie," his voice was very serious. "Whatever Derrick's doing to you… he isn't worth it."
It was definitely time for him to leave and for me to go back inside. Without another word, he carefully climbed back down the trellis to his bike, but before riding away he gave me a thoughtful look. I watched him ride his bike back the way he'd come from.
I smiled. I suddenly wasn't afraid of going to school or of Derrick. I'd also found another reason to love sunrise, because as sure as I was the sun would rise, I knew Cameron Fisher would be there to protect me.
I admit it, I…like…CASSIE! I've been reformed. R&R.