A young man sat in at a bus station with a pair of black sunglasses on, judging by the wrinkles in his forhead it seemed that he had his eyes closed tightly. He sat there alone wth one bag by his side and with the way he acted no one would be able to tell him apart from any other human, although he was different. His face was pointed downward, but he lifted it quickly when he heard a voice.
"Hi!"
It was a simple thing to say, most people would just return the discourse and get on
with there life, but not him he just sat there his face pointed in the direction of the voice,
bedazzled.
"My name's Jean. What's yours?"
Yet again another simple question nothing to big but he couldn't seem to get his voice to
work.
"This would be the part where you answer."
"S..cott, Scott. My names Scott."
"Ok, now we're getting some where." Jean sat down in the seat next to Scott.
"Are you waiting for someone?"
"No. Just for a bus to get out of this city."
"Excuse me for being nosey but why do you want to leave?"
"It's just not the place it used to be."
"Lot's of changes huh?"
"You have no idea."
"Changes can be good you know? They bring new adventures, questions, solutions! They can show you things you never knew about yourself, and others."
"Yeah well changes can be bad too."
"Where do you plan to go?"
"Anywhere. As long as it's away from a lot of people."
"I know a place where you could go. Where you wouldnt have to hide in fear. Where you can get help. Where you can get your eyes back."
"What? How the heck did you know...."
"I know more then you ever will. If you trust me I can help you. You just have to trust me."
"Trust isn't just given it's earned."
"Then let me earn it."
"How would you do that?"
Jean pulled out of her pocket a glasses holder. She opened it and took out a pair of
sunglasses, they were no ordinarey sunglasses though. The lenses were red. As Jean pulled off
Scotts black sunglasses he jumped back.
"Dont worry, I'm not going to hurt you."
She slowly put the red sunglasses on his face and took a step back.
"Open your eyes."
"Are you crazy?"
"No, I'm tring to help you, so could you please just open your eyes?"
He slowly opened his eyes and much to his amazement nothing happened. He could
see.
"How did you..."
"A mutual friend, he want's you to be safe and happy. He has a school up in Weshchester. If you came with me he'd...."
"Hey I really have to thank you for doing this but I really dont know who or what you are so I..."
Over by a bus an old man yelled out "Last call for bus number 1221"
"I have to go."
As Scott grabed his bag and started to walk away he turned to look at Jean one last time befor he left when he heard her say *Goodbye* but he didnt see her mouth move. He stood there for a minute just as bedazzled as he did when she first started talking to him. All she could do was smile at him. He then turned again towards the bus he was going to take, to get away from all of the change. *There's going to be change where ever you go. You cant get away from it Slim* He hesitated for a second and looked back at Jean one more time.
"Hi!"
It was a simple thing to say, most people would just return the discourse and get on
with there life, but not him he just sat there his face pointed in the direction of the voice,
bedazzled.
"My name's Jean. What's yours?"
Yet again another simple question nothing to big but he couldn't seem to get his voice to
work.
"This would be the part where you answer."
"S..cott, Scott. My names Scott."
"Ok, now we're getting some where." Jean sat down in the seat next to Scott.
"Are you waiting for someone?"
"No. Just for a bus to get out of this city."
"Excuse me for being nosey but why do you want to leave?"
"It's just not the place it used to be."
"Lot's of changes huh?"
"You have no idea."
"Changes can be good you know? They bring new adventures, questions, solutions! They can show you things you never knew about yourself, and others."
"Yeah well changes can be bad too."
"Where do you plan to go?"
"Anywhere. As long as it's away from a lot of people."
"I know a place where you could go. Where you wouldnt have to hide in fear. Where you can get help. Where you can get your eyes back."
"What? How the heck did you know...."
"I know more then you ever will. If you trust me I can help you. You just have to trust me."
"Trust isn't just given it's earned."
"Then let me earn it."
"How would you do that?"
Jean pulled out of her pocket a glasses holder. She opened it and took out a pair of
sunglasses, they were no ordinarey sunglasses though. The lenses were red. As Jean pulled off
Scotts black sunglasses he jumped back.
"Dont worry, I'm not going to hurt you."
She slowly put the red sunglasses on his face and took a step back.
"Open your eyes."
"Are you crazy?"
"No, I'm tring to help you, so could you please just open your eyes?"
He slowly opened his eyes and much to his amazement nothing happened. He could
see.
"How did you..."
"A mutual friend, he want's you to be safe and happy. He has a school up in Weshchester. If you came with me he'd...."
"Hey I really have to thank you for doing this but I really dont know who or what you are so I..."
Over by a bus an old man yelled out "Last call for bus number 1221"
"I have to go."
As Scott grabed his bag and started to walk away he turned to look at Jean one last time befor he left when he heard her say *Goodbye* but he didnt see her mouth move. He stood there for a minute just as bedazzled as he did when she first started talking to him. All she could do was smile at him. He then turned again towards the bus he was going to take, to get away from all of the change. *There's going to be change where ever you go. You cant get away from it Slim* He hesitated for a second and looked back at Jean one more time.