Chapter One: A Rainy Day

I heard the dreary silence creep up on me as I silently laid on my bed looking up at the grey hue that my ceiling provided, it always looks the same. Absolutely everything in my room always looked exactly the same to the point I ignored even wondering if I would actually see the spark of a beautiful color splashed onto the walls of my room and thinking to myself that it was keeping itself unbeknownst to me but to my dismay is stayed the same unnatural grey tone.

I turned my head slightly looking at the faded glass of my window watching intently for the rain to start pouring, becoming the calming pitter-patter on the darkened roof of my home, it always seemed to put me to sleep so whenever I could get the chance to see it start up once more I'd eagerly watch closely while becoming more and more anxious for it to slowly begin. Then at last, I saw the one slight raindrop splash across my window and then another till finally the soothing rain became a rhythm for me to fall deeply asleep to and to make me feel a little less saddened by the affects of another disappointing, achromatic day. I shut my eyes slowly, hoping to fall under the spell of the sounds of quiet rain and the comforting warmth of my blanket that had been comfortably clinging to me but knowing that I tend to heat rather quickly I would wake up in the morning with said blanket on the floor but before I questioned it any longer I completely drifted off facing the noiseless darkness that my dream decided to show me once again.

When I heard the buzzing sound of the small alarm clock next to my bedside I lazily attempted to turn it off only to be completely off with my coordination of my small calloused hand and instead fell face first off my comfortably bed and was slightly unsettled by the carpet that had made its way into my mouth. I didn't move for a few seconds and those few seconds had caused me to almost fall back to sleep but then I heard the pounding of my door from what I assumed to be either my mother or one of my siblings. "Sherwin! Mom wants you to come downstairs! She made breakfast today!" Then the voice of my little sister shut off and her small feet hurriedly walked away to the set of stairs. My arms pushed my upper-body into an uncomfortable like push-up position and before they gave out my legs dragged along from my bed and landed on the ground in a loud thump!

I pushed my body up yet again but to a standing position and made my way to the colorless uniform on my dresser which had been slightly wrinkled from the day before but as long as they had been clean that's all that mattered to me. I slipped the light grey sweater over my thin form and watched as the sweater had still been too large on me to the point the sleeves kept dragging down to my hands; 'Guess I have to roll them up again.' When I was finished dressing in my surprisingly pleasant outfit I reached for the bag that had been close to my bedroom door and lifted it up with ease to carefully slip it onto my shoulders then realizing it would surely drag me down from the troublesome weight the bag had, I wish books weren't so unnecessarily heavy especially for an eighth grade student. Disagreeing with myself about the bag I reached for the handle of my door and opened it slowly to the surprising aroma that had come sifting through the house and then I closed my door to start my way down the stairs and closer to the amazing smell.

"Good morning sweetheart." My mom's cheerful voice ringing in my ears as I sat on the far side of the table, sitting next to my little brother James. "Good morning, Mum." My eyes were irritatingly drooping from the blank mind I had when I was sleeping which sounds undoubtedly strange, but I only ever get good sleep when I have a thrilling dream of some sort since I hope that I might see some type of color in it but every single time it never has any type of color, just inexpressive dullness that I was all to numb to. "I think I'm actually going to go to school early today, I promise I'll eat my lunch this time." I jolted up and went straight for the front door leaving my mother to tend worriedly in the kitchen and call out a final 'I love you, have a wonderful day!' before I was outside smelling the refreshing smell of damp grass and the slight sweet smell in the air from last night, I always appreciated the way it was after it rained whether it be a light shower or a heavy storm, it was always relaxing to be around. As I breathed contently while walking slowly down the chiseled pavement looking dumbly at the sky to see that it was still the same, no color to it. Sighing desperately I made my pace faster until I could clearly see the building in the far distance and the surprising amount of students piling in.

As I got closer I could feel everyone's happy energy and giddy atmosphere, I wasn't sure what was with all the sudden excitement being only a Thursday and early in the morning until I heard the loud chatter of a group of girls walking past me. "Did someone ask you to the dance yet, Mia?" The girl with seemingly boring tones to her spoke with utter entrancement. "Nope! But I think Michael might ask me, I've been waiting for this dance for ages since we never get to do anything of the sort that often." The friend said with a wide smile draping her thin lips. "Exactly! I can't wait till someone asks me-" My eyes widened when she stopped abruptly and her gaze was focused on something other than their innocent conversation but when I followed her gaze my eyes were locked on a boy talking to yet another bland figure and I apparently had been staring for a long period of time when I was nudged in the shoulder by a passerby and his group only to cause me to fumble with standing up correctly but for a quick second I swore I saw the boys make his way to me which caused my face to flush with heat and run aimlessly to the flight of stairs and to the large doors.

"Oh I hope he wasn't looking at me.." I mumbled tiredly to myself while making my way to my locker that looked too much like the others that it made my skin crawl with an eeriness feeling making it's way to the pit of my empty stomach, regretting skipping breakfast for the third time this week. When I got to my locker and clumsily unlocked it forgetting my combination the first try, I set my bag down and began emptying out the hefty books into my bare locker and finally placing my bag on the loose hook placed on the left side of the locker. 'Alright, I have Algebra so I need that and I also have French afterwards so I'll take that too-' During my thoughts I felt a rise of heat make its way to my face and before I could turn my head fully around I saw from the corner of my eye the boy from before walking past me book in hand and then out of absolutely nowhere, he looked up from his book and smiled at me before he vanished into the crowds of chattering groups. Wow, what a smile.. I felt a smile twinge and I couldn't help the giddiness making its way into my body, it was a nice feeling.