New Start
The midnight rain pelts onto my dark grey plastic coat as my feet shuffle down the wet sidewalk in a hurry to get to the dry bench before me. A bold bright streak of lighting flashes out in the dark clouds above me followed by a clash of booming thunder. I jump at the sound resulting in my right foot sliding out from under me causing me to crash face first into the cement. I let a groan of fustration slips out of my lips before I splash my hands into the crater of a water under me and push myself back up. I scramble up hurridley and throw my bag over my shoulder once more. Slower, but still with urgency I make my way under the bus stop shelter. I toss my bag onto the bench and then pull my hood down shaking out my strawberry pink hair much like a dog after a nice bath. Except it this wasn't a nice bath. Just a long cold wet rainy day much like every day this winter in Seattle. I peek my head out from under the canpoy and stare into the black night with not a single star to shine a light.
I flash my dark green eyes to my sterling silver watch adorning my wrist. I twitch my nose in agravation and sigh. "Why can't I be out of here already?" I mumble to myself plopping down onto the seats.I look ahead towards the roads catching slivers of rain pound theirselves into the ground. The streets are empty except for the everyday litter that decorates the pavement. I can say I really won't miss much. The fashion maybe, but the dull bleak settings are starting to make me restless. There has got to be more than being here.
A gust of wind passes by making me hug my coat tighter. I just pretend I am laying out in the hot sun off of some beach warming my pale pasty skin to a tan. I sigh once more as I reach over into my bag fishing for one of the many books I had brought along. I open the book with ease and flip until I get the correctly marked page. My eyes instantly start taking in the words laying before me. I'm not quite sure how long I sat there zoned into the novel I had already read plenty of times before. Next think I know I hear a slow creak of the bus stopping before me.
My eyes shoot up and a small smile finds its way to my lips. "Freedom is here." I sing happily as I tuck my book back into my bag before slinging the backpack over my shoulder. I unfold my long legs from being crossed and stretch my back earning a few cracks from my bones. The bus honks and I flick my hood back on jogging over to the door. The door creaks open and I am faced with a bald overweight man looking very annoyed with me. I hop onto the platform and manage a polite smile as I show him my ticket. He inspects it before looking back up to me with a bored expression and jerking his thumb in a "back there" motion. I turn away and head for the seats. Being so late there isn't a lot of people on so I fortunately get the very back row made into like a couch. I take a seat spreading my legs across the width of the seats. My feet dangle off the side making me curl my legs up to my chest.
I use to like to be tall. I was the tallest girl in my grade. I did very well in basketball and many other sports. I had the legs of a runner, but now a days they seem more of a bother. Being almost 6'2 people start to be looking up at you more than at eye level. I got my height from my father who was always tremedously proud of it. He use to say "If you are lucky enough to be born a giant Sakura you must never waste that gift. For you can take the world by storm and get anything you desire." Of course it always pertained to me scholarships and awards, but he really meant it. He was proud of me. I was his champion. I clutch the gold ring attached to a gold chain safetly around my neck. I bring up my head and peer inside the gold circle reading what is engraved. "Let no one break your spirit." My light pink painted fingernail traces the words. "I never will" I whisper in the silence before leaning my head back onto the window and staring out into the dark of the night finally catching a glimpse of the stars above me. At some point I start to drift off tired from the lack of sleep these bus rides have been causing.
The loud beep of my alarm on my phone starts to ring as my destination gets closer. I groan at the suprise awakening and bring my hands to my eyes rubbing the sleep away. The beeping contunies echoing in my ear beep after beep. I slowly open my eyes blinking a little as the glowing sun sits in my direct line of vision. I hastily reach down and click a button silencing the alarm. A yawn comes out as I swing my legs back into a sitting position. My unruly long hair falls into my face making me sneeze as it brushes agasint my nose. I pull it back into a low ponytail keeping it out of the way. I stretch my body sore from the uncomfortable sleeping arrangment.
I glance over to the window as I see my future life passing before my eyes. Texas. Rows and rows of trees pass by making me stare in awe at the simplicty of the land. Wildflowers grew everywhere not being cut or pulled out for another building. Vibrant green grass peeked up from the ground shining from the morning dew. It's amazing to say in the least. I've never seen such nature, such life in a town before. Why would country people ever want to move to the city? So beautiful.
I tear myself away from the wonder sight before me as another annoying ring comes from my phone. This time caused by and incoming call from the devil spawn herself. I toy with the idea of answering it so she doesn't worry herself sick about, but shake my head. It will only mean yelling, screaming, and cursing at me until I do as she says. I don't want or need that right now. I have made my choice. She'll only try to talk me into coming back. My hand reaches into my side pocket of my bag pulling out my phone. I swipe my finger across the screen dismissing the call and letting it go to voicemail. Soon the phone lights back up ringing through the empty bus making me cringe. I glance back at my phone entertianing the idea of throwing it out. Why not? If I really want to be untraceable I have to cut all ties. The phone continues ringing through the empty bus.
"Damn woman!" I curse before sliding down my window and throwing the phone out onto the road.
Always bugging me. Never leaving me alone. I wish she'd invade someone else's life. Not even my real mother and she acts just like one. I mean it's nice and all, but she never liked me. She always hated me from the day she married my father. She was always trying to start things between us and get me shipped off to wherever she thought was best. She was evil hidden behind a cute smile and sickly sweet words. My father never saw, but I knew.
I'm brought from my thoughts as a sudden jolt followed by the bus slowing to a stop. I look around and my eyes light up as I realize that I have reached my destination. I grab my back and practically skip to the opened door. It slams shut behind me before the bus takes off.
I look around smiling at the little shops that fill the street with people wrapped tight in their coats shuffling in and out of the markets laughing with eachother. Simplicty. What I have always needed. A cold chill runs down my back as a gust of winds hits me. I pull my raincoat tighter against me shuddering. Winter was not my season at all. Especially when the sun is shinging brightly across the area with the wind threatning to knock people over. I have never seen a place so sunny yet cold. Texas was already starting to be very odd to me, but it's all my own. My own life. My own new start in this world.