The night easily fell on the town of Burgess. The streets were already cleared out and children, even adults, were already tucked away under their comfy blankets. As the children's eyes gave out and droopily closed, a melodic laughter carried by wind, was heard by the little kids of Burgess and a good night message saying, "See you tomorrow!" The children sleepily smiled and yawned. Beautiful snow fell from the sky as the night fell.
It was quiet in Burgess, especially at night. Suddenly, a loud slam of a door made the adults shaken up. The peeked out from their curtained windows and saw their neighbour, Mr. Tyler drunkenly entered his house. They hated their neighbour, especially when he is treating his only child improperly.
The scene unfold right before their eyes as they saw Mr. Tyler throw his daughter out of their doorstep. The teenage girl fell face first on the snow in their front yard and the front door was angrily closed, leaving her out in that one cold night.
A couple, specifically adults, witness this cruel act and the woman actually run out of her bedroom, only to be stopped by her husband. The distraught woman was in the brink of tears as she walk back inside her bedroom and just gaze uselessly at the poor child lying on her own front yard, not tucked away under her warm comforters. Her husband sadly shook his head in disapproval.
They were already threatened by Mr. Tyler as this similar incident happened a few days ago. They hastily went outside of their house and helped the poor girl who was suffering under the cold and snowy night. The cruel parent took no notice of the help being made and the couple brought the girl inside their warm and welcoming house. They gave her hot chocolate to drink, some first-aid to treat her aching bruises, and a guest room with a warm blanket and soft pillows.
When this helping-hand-incident came to the knowledge of Mr. Tyler, he threatened them by telling to the police that they tried to kidnap his daughter and all the kind couple could do is back away because they also have a family to support and they don't want to end up in jail.
And now, all they could do is watch. The woman did not easily fall asleep that night and simply held herself together.
The girl slowly sat up while gritting her teeth. She was in pain. Her beautiful pecan-colored hair was a mess and her clothes were covered with snow. The teenager love the snow actually. Winter was her favourite season of the year and she could not actually help herself feel giddy almost all the time whenever winter comes in her town. But she hated the fact she was thrown into the snow. The girl brush off the snow from her body and composed herself as she stood up.
The girl stepped on her front porch and tried the door but unfortunately, it was locked. All the windows were locked too because the town was actually expecting a snow storm that night. She sighed heavily, but she made her way to the back door, hoping the door would be luckily open but sadly, it was also locked. There was no tree growing in their yard so she can't climb onto it and jump on her window, which resided on the second floor of her house.
She jumped off the first two steps of her front porch and sat down on the third. She propped up her elbows on her knees and rested her cheeks on her open palms. What is she gonna do now? She was locked out of her own house and a snow storm is coming up. Would this day get any worst? The girl's first and foremost plan is camp out on her front porch but decided to take a walk to clear her head or something.
Good thing, she was able to wear a coat and boots over her pyjamas. Before she was kick out of her own house, she managed to grab her light pink french coat hanging behind her bedroom door and managed to wear matching baby pink coloured boots. Her boots scrunched the snow-covered yard and decided to walk, leaving her trailing foot prints–or rather her boot prints– on the snow.
Her feet lead her in front of a deserted park (because it was already night). The pecan-color-haired lass sighed at her last resort and opened the gate, producing a small squeaking sound that echoed throughout the park. It kind of gave her the creeps but she was braver than that. The teenager roamed around for a bit before deciding on sitting on the cold metal swing. She slowly swing to and fro, making the metal hinges squeak as she move.
A gust of wind wrecked her medium-cut hair and she tried to tame it when suddenly, a boy with uncanny white hair and pale blue eyes stood right in front of her, barefoot. He was mysterious in her perspective because first, a boy would not walk around barefoot and second, he was a wooden-made staff, that look like it was own by a shepherd.
The boy scared the living daylights out of her. The lass did not know where the blue-eyed boy came from and that scared her. She was not scared of ghosts but what if the boy is a serial killer or something? She shook her head, trying to make the negative thoughts go away. Silence finally settled and no one open their mouths to speak. "Hey." The white-headed teenager suddenly spoke out.
The girl was easily dumbfounded, forgetting that she and boy can actually speak. "Are you alright?" The boy suddenly asked as he floated down in front of the girl. The boy got extremely worried because of the girl's lack of response. But something started to nag him at the back of his mind. What if the girl doesn't see him? What if the girl's not answering because she cannot hear him? The questions started to arouse in his mind and dawned him into realization.
Dear readers, whether anonymous or not,
Hi! You can call me Star.
First off, let me explain that I'm not a new arrival here in this fandom. I'm so busy with school and whatnot that I forgot to upload this but since it's our summer break, here is the story. Actually, I was supposed to write this again but thank God, I found it in one of my unorganized folders here in my laptop. Sorry, I don't ship Tooth and Jack so I want to try something new.
Read and review as I always say. Hope you give this story a try!
Yours truly, Star.