The Baby Carrot

It was a cold January night, the birds and stray dogs were in their shelters, yet the cold went to their bones making them shiver. The wind was bending everything, including the tall grass around the nearby pond while the rain was falling heavily making the dark from the its depths mixing with bright light of a full moon. The site itself would be beautiful to watch from the "Melody Pond" orphanage dorms, but instead of peace, it was giving chills to those who were awoke.

" What's wrong? Why aren't you sleeping? " said a tenuous voice with a straight tone.

" Nothing, just… Never mind, keep on with whatever youre doing Cassandra. " replayed a girl with voice deeper than a 17 year old should have while inadvertently looking at her - a chubby dark than woman whose hair was so wild and curly that it seemed it was barely put in a bun.

" If you say so, mis zanahorias pequeñas. " the women with a grin.

" And if I may know, what does that 'mis blablabla' mean? "

" My baby carrot " responded the woman smiling

Girls face blushed immediately and her dark green eyes got a fiery look. " Nah, nah, why do you get mad about everything? "

" Not everything… Just certain stuff, I hate when people disrespect me."

" And certain stuff is: your hair, your style, boys, grades, friends…. Witch is pretty much everything. I'm telling you this with best intentions - be more calm. "

" But, -"

" You'll thank me one day, you'll see. " said the worker as she walked away from the girls section.

The ginger girl slide her, now gloomy look, to the window. As she gazed into the storm outside her toughts were floating in her past; she remembered all the names she was called, like "Carrot top" , "Whiny", "Weirdo", "Witch" etc. Tears filled up her eyes, but she didn't allow them to run; instead, she squeezed her pillow silently so no one would see or hear her suffer. Then the sound of lightning strike cleared up the girls mind, the tears evaporated, and she laid in her bed and smelling the clean bedding.

As she was falling asleep more and more nice memories were appearing in her head, but the one that made her especially happy was the one she barley remembered; she didn't know how old she was - just that she was verry young - neither she could tell the looks of the peoples faces clearly, but she knew she was with her parents and that everyone was happy - specially her mother whose smile and silky black hair were prevailing in this memory. She has other memories with her parents too, like the one where her dad twiddled her around and all she could see was his almost white hair.

Her dreams were broken by a wave of cold air which goth to the court of her bones.

" Hisana, wake up. " whispered a strange, tiny yet strong, voice.

" Are you insane? Cassandra will kick both of our asses if she sees you, go away and cover me. "

" It's the shift change in case you haven't notised. "

" Well if you haven't noticed we don't have a clock in here, moron. " she replayed

" Never mind, I need to talk to you. Get dressed, I'll be at the pond. "

" Are you blind, it's…" she stopped because the rain must have probably stopped since she fell asleep " Ok, give me a minute. "

Hisana, after she got dressed, jumped trough the window (it wasn't high, just 3 meters or so) and met her friend. His name was Itachi and the meaning of the name ( weasel ) didn't suite him at all. He was smart, but rarely showed that side of him, he usually acted goofy and he also had that 'fanboying' syndrome, as she liked to call it.

" So, what's wrong? " she asked while looking at his sad, big gray eyes

" Kai beat me at poker so I had to take a picture of myself with ONLY pink nickers! "

She unconsciously laughed at it, but had stopped immediately because she had always hated to see anyone hurt, especially her childhood friend.

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P.S. I already posted this on NB :)