The grey clouds were travelling fast over the sky, and it seemed like old news to the girl who leaned against the brick wall. He avoided her time and time again. She waited several, exhausting hours for him to meet up with her, but there was no show of him. How many times was it that he stood her

up?

30?

Maybe more...
Kyra looked at her watch and noticed it was 4:00 on her silver watch, the feeling of loneliness kicked in her chest sharply. Danny – Kyra's 4 month strong boyfriend, who was a complete genius and practically the "Prince" of the school, had been acting weird of late. Kyra took note of how Danny had been ignoring her calls, and how he hadn't been talking to her recently – plus he had been ditching the dates they had arranged together. Many of the students in their school were convinced on Kyra being known as one of the "sweetie pies" of the school – meaning she was one of the least bitchiest person the school had ever known, but it was only because she was 'the shoulder to cry on' and 'the helping hand' when one desperately needed her. She was always the one to understand what one student might be feeling deep inside – like natural intuition was genetic in her family. Out of nowhere, she felt a low vibration coming from her denim jean pocket, and naturally, she swiftly grabbed her mobile to answer the call. The "Saving me – Nickelback" ringtone was silenced as she had answered the call...

"Hey Kyra..." Danny's voice was like velvet, soft, and just how she liked it. However, something was up, Kyra could easily tell...

"Danny, it's now 4:25 and you haven't showed up yet..." Kyra restrained herself from pouring out her swelling sadness down the technical devise. "Kyra, I'm gonna be honest with you-"

"You've been dodging me a lot as well! What's up with you?" seeing as though she failed to hide her distress, she decided to try and recollect herself. "Kyra, I don't think its right..." Danny's voice had become serious in one snap of the fingers. Time slowed down as Kyra took in those words very carefully.
And then, she knew what was going to happen...

She knew what he was going to say next...And she had feared the day he won't love her anymore - where the fun would end for the two of them. But there was only one way to find out about that. She swallowed a lump down her throat, enabling her to gather her speech again...

"How do you mean?" she asked quietly, hearing the distant roar of thunder drawing near...
"Us. It doesn't feel right. I...I don't want to be with you no more Kyra..." There was a pause for what seemed like minutes, hours, days before she tried to make a sentence...

"Well..." Kyra began, feeling as if she had been shattered into millions of pieces. She took a deep breath, trying to hide it all in and sound understanding...

"Is this what you want Danny?" she asked, her voice fading into a broken whisper.

"I'm certain." He said it right there and then. She couldn't find the guts to argue with him. She tried to argue with him once in the past, and she immediately lost the dual back then.

"Very well...Bye..." She closed the phone and slid the devise in her pocket.

She thought of all the things she did wrong during their relationship, but as she thought hard, nothing appeared to her memory. Thoughts such as 'Perhaps he was out of my league? Perhaps I wasn't good enough?' made her whole body feel numb. Her thoughts were stopped as the rain came down heavily on the disheartened girl...

'My name's Kyra. I'm 15 years old and I am determined enough to make one happy...But I can easily forget about myself. The usual story of my life...' she sighed to herself. If Danny was happier this way, then it was for the best – sure, she was upset about breaking up with him, but as her older sister; Nicola would say:

"Plenty of fish in the sea!"

But as for her older brother; Shiki would most likely say:

"Plenty of balls to kick for me!"

Oh she could hear their voices clearly, and she had to come to admit it, her older sister was right – there are clearly more guys out there...
She definitely couldn't rely on her brother though...

Her eyes widened at a sudden realisation to the weather – she was getting thoroughly and violently drenched out in the open air; so she broke into an urgent sprint, moving as fast as her legs could carry her...

It wasn't long before she turned around the corner and returned back to the warmth of her own home. It was just like any average house. A house with an average living room, average study, average kitchen, average dining room, average bathroom and average bedrooms (x 3). The only thing that stood out the most was the garden; where it was spacious with a marble fountain and tall, lush hedges for a fence and an apple tree with a hammock dangling slightly in mid-air. For sometime her Step-Dad Kyle would spend his time working on a few music notes...
Yes, he was a musician – and a famous one at that...As for her mother, she was a chef who cooked meals for the most well-known celebrities.
Kyra climbed the stairs to her room. The moment she entered the room she changed into her nightshirt and left her wet clothes on the wooden floor. She stared at the mirror for a brief moment to catch a glimpse of herself...Her hair was straight and the colour of medium blond in the dim light, which matched her aqua eyes that glistened lightly, her complexion porcelain.

She thought how about she should tell her friends; Ebony, Kurogane and Medyx. She thought about their reactions too...

Kyra thought for no doubt that Ebony would bitch-slap Danny into a school locker. She couldn't help but cringe at the thought. 'Ouch...'
Medyx would probably set his dog; Nugget on him and send him running around the track. Nugget was a gigantic Shiba Inu (Japanese dog) that was kind to anyone who was friends with Medyx.As for As for Kurogane...He probably wouldn't understand...Sure they've been friends since nursery, but he never said much to her. There would be the rare phone calls or the small conversation that they would have...But would he understand and be bothered to listen...?

'Who knows...?' she hoped maybe he would become more open towards people and probably try and help out in some way...

In the process of towel drying her hair, she noticed the picture she kept of her and Danny on her bedside table. The picture was of their first date at Thorpe Park; both were drinking slush-puppies until they caught brain-freeze. But now that she is a single teen again, she grabbed the frame and took out the picture she adored so much, she couldn't bear to let it go...
"Moving on..." she murmured to herself, her voice a quiet, light breeze. She turned her head away, unable to look at the picture anymore feeling disgusted with herself, and tore it in half.

Riiiiip!

She then threw the aftermath in her bin near her work desk, knowing perfectly well how she felt:

Angry
Broken
Disheartened
Empty

She could not deny it, but it was just like he said, it was for the best. She heard the front door open, 6:00 and her Mother; Loraine arrived home. Kyra heard the door close down stairs...

"Kyra Honey! I'm home!" she shouted from down stairs.

"Welcome back mum!" she called. She heard the footsteps march up the wooden stairs and watch the door swing open to find her mother smiling at her."How was your day?" she asked. Kyra paused for a moment...

'Danny...I've been by your side and helped you through so much...I made you laugh, smile and I was always there when you were in trouble...And this is how you repay me?' Her thoughts stomped by like an angry elephant in the African plains. She didn't need him...It was officially over...

"Brilliant, got a lot off my back!" she smiled cheerfully. And somehow the room felt a little brighter than usual...

(TBC)