(This is when Christie is in high school, she's an outcast that doesn't fit in and has no friends. But as they say 'Every cloud has a silver lining' can this be said for the heart as well?)
Darkest Heart, Silver Lining
Chapter 1: Sickening thoughts
A pleasant dream was cut short by the invading sound of an alarm clock. A White tuff moved around under the black covers of the bed – the alarm came to a sudden stop as a pillow was thrown at it. The arm hung lazily on the side of the bed the nails painted black.
"Christie!" She cringed at her mothers call "Christie wake up it's time for school!…Christie!!"
"I'm up, I'm UP!!" She yelled defiantly from underneath her covers and sighed heavily as she heard her mother's footsteps fade away.
Christie flung the warm sheets off her – but she'd rather do that than face her mother's wrath. She sat up her white hair a mess and looked round her room with only a half awake mind.
True Christie's room wasn't the tidiest ever…but she got around fine.
The walls of her room were painted black which faded to a red as they reached the floor. Her carpet was a blood red and had black tribal designs twisting and curling around on it.
In a far corner (only a few steps from her bed made of dark mahogany) sat her computer table and out-of-place blue chair. Along from the right of that sat a bookcase that was filled with countless Horror and Crime novels – Christie was heavily into stories/tales about Assassins, Vampires, Werewolves etc. And her mother had suggested countless time that she should try reading some 'real' books.
Other than some selves that were littered with trinkets and some random piles of clothes, books, magazines that littered some corners and spots of the room. There wasn't much more to her room.
Christie swung her legs over the side of her bed and stood up. She stood there in her white shorts and black tanktop as she tried desperately to remember what date it was. Shit…Was the only thing that came to mind, summer was over.
Not wanting to moan over the unavoidable Christie unearthed her school uniform from her closet. It was a wonder that she'd found all the piece's, they had been buried under so many clothes that any other person would have given up. Christie sighed heavily at looking at the uniform…it was something she'd never wear. Grey and green long plaid skirt, white shirt (both a long sleeved and short sleeved…one for winter one for summer) and a disgusting dark green overshirt which they forced both the girls and boys to wear.
She grumbled to herself as she carelessly got dressed, starting by throwing her white shorts across the room with a kick.
Now dressed in her uniform and heading downstairs Christie directed herself to the kitchen.
"Morning honey!" Her mother smiled, Christie ignored her and took a seat at the table. "Look at you in your cute little uniform, you'll have too beat the boys off with a stick!"
"Pfft…" Was the only reply. No one had ever asked Christie out…they all went to that airhead Kasumi or the stunning Tina.
Her father's eyes popped up from over his paper. A hidden concerned look past over his face as he noticed his daughters depressed figure. She was leaning on the table looking out the window. A plate of toast was set down in front of her.
"Oh do cheer up Christie…Come on! Turn that frown upside down!" Her mother gave a very airheaded smile.
"…Think you been banging her too hard dad, it would explain the noises I've been hearing…" Christie took a bite of her toast.
Her father's face ducked behind his paper as his face went scarlet red, he was trying very hard not to laugh. Her mother on the other hand wasn't so happy…
"Christie!!" She roared, but then caught her husband with a red have shoulder in full action silent laughter. "Conner!! Have a word with your daughter!"
Conner's head shot up from his paper "Um, ah, right – of course Sally!" he cleared his throat "Christie don't talk to your mother that way…"
The two exchanged glances, a sort of mutual understanding crossing between them…they burst out laughing. Sally gaped in sheer confusion at the sight both husband and daughter were laughing at her…
30 minutes later outside the school…
Christie stepped from her dad's car and stood in front of that dreaded structure. Here's to another year of hell. Christie mentally raised a glass of red wine and took a sip to complete her toast.
"Be good okay Chris-chris!" Christie cringed at her dad's pet name for her
"I'm not seven anymore dad…" She sighed
"Yeah I know" There was a slight pause before he suddenly hugged himself and added cutely "My little girls all grown up!"
"DAD!!" She yelled, blushing from embarrassment. God my father is such a child!
"Okay, okay!" he chuckled "Have a good day honey!"
Christie watched as the red Vokal Golf drove off into the distance. She turned with her black and silver bag slung over her shoulder, she watched the students passing through the gates. How they talked happily among their friends smiling, joking, sharing stories. Christie felt a ping in her heart.
Don't think Christie…lets just get this year over with.
She started her way towards the school, she was the only one who was walking alone.
(Well thats it for the first chapter. I'll update soon! Leave a review if you'd like.)