Petals on the Wind

by ThatOneSmoshyPhanGirl

When his family moves on 'business', Phil Lester is left feeling homesick and wants nothing to do with anything. All changes when he falls in love with a boy whom he is forbade to be with. Follow these star-crossed lovers through an adventure of uncertainty and risks. *play on The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas* AmazingPhil, danisnotonfire, Phan, Crabstickz, KickThePj, KickTheStickz.

1. Prologue

Prologue

It is so appropriate to color our adventure blue, for without that magnificent hue that painted the sky that day, I would never have decided to go exploring. As I sit here and reflect back on our tale of risk and uncertainty, a title comes to mind: Reach Through the Fence and Tempt Fate. Yet, I hesitate to name our story that. I think of us more as petals - we both come from flowers, but of different kinds; we are just one of many, yet we are unique and distinctive; the wind carries us through the unknown and may stop at anytime. Though, we do not let this stop us. We do not let this frighten us.

We are petals on the wind.

I had a fairly simple plan for what I wanted in life. This was to move out of my parent's house, eventually find someone I love, get married, have kids, and inevitably, well, die. As you can tell, my outlook on life was great. You really can't really expect more from a kid who's had everything handed to him on a silver platter his whole life, though.

My Dad was always very secretive. Mum explained to me that he did work for the government and that's why we were so well taken care of. In our small town, he was so admired. "It's that determination that sparkles in those blue eyes of his!" his coworkers would say, "You sure are lucky to have him as your Dad, young man."

But I didn't feel so lucky. He would come home and greet Mum and I, then retreat to the den where he would make phone calls - he always talked in a hushed voice. And Mum, being Mum, would explain that I would understand someday.

I have lived in someday now, and only now am I understanding. I only now fully make sense of how inhuman and how disgusting the secrets my family kept from me are. The way they treated people - the conditions they put them through! The conditions they put him through are unforgivable.

This is why I must write this story - I breathe only to tell the tale that we have not only survived, but have become. The friends we made along the way, the memories we made despite the given circumstances … these are all things I will never forget, nor things I will ever take for granted.

My name is Philip M. Lester and I live to tell a story so much larger than anything I could ever have dreamt of.

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This is being uploaded again for those who read it way back in June. As for new readers, I hope you enjoy reading as much I did writing. This is updated every other day.

Love Always,

ThatOneSmoshyPhanGirl