Prologue
8.5 years before the story actually begins.
A little girl with blue hair walked up to the other orphans who were playing together. She was new and hoped that she could make some new friends."May I play with you?" she asked the other children as politely as she could. "Get lost, red-eyes." "Yeah, monster." With that, the whole group moved away from her.
She walked to a tree and sat on a bench. Friendless and dejected, tears began to well up in her crimson eyes. "Why me?" She began to cry softly.
"Why are you crying?" she heard a boy ask kindly. She looked up and wiped her tears on her sleeve. "No one wants to play with me." "Why?" "My eyes…"
The boy studied her eyes carefully. He cocked his head to one side thoughtfully and told her, "There's nothing wrong with your eyes." "They're red." "So?" "You mean you don't think it's weird?" "No, of course not. I think your eyes are nice." A small smile crept onto her lips. "Really?" "Yeah. What's your name? Are you new here?" the boy asked, sitting down next to her. "Amber. I'm new." She replied. "Amber…that's a nice name."
"Hey, do you wanna get an ice-cream? I've got some money." "Okay, hold on, let me go ask if I can."
She returned a few minutes later, smiling happily. "Yeah! I got permission." "Okay, follow me." The boy led her to the ice-cream shop. "What flavor do you want?" "Um…that one." She pointed to the strawberry and vanilla flavor. The boy paid for both ice-creams and handed one to her. He was eating an orange, strawberry and vanilla ice-cream.
When they got back to the orphanage, it was time for Amber to return inside. "Bye! See you tomorrow at ten!" she waved to her new friend. Only when she was inside did she realize she hadn't even got his name. Great. I make a friend and don't know his name. she thought.
The next day, Amber woke up. Usual routine…boring. Finally 10 'o clock came. She went outside with the sketch pad, pencil and eraser that the boy had bought for her yesterday. He sure has a lot of money to spend…
"Hey Amber!" Her head turned in the direction of the voice and she saw the boy from before waving. She ran over. "Hi! I didn't get your name yesterday, what is it?" "Kai." The boy replied. "Can I come in?" "Sure, just climb over the fence."
He watched her drawing for a while and told her she was a really good artist. "Um…I'm not that good, you know." She put down her pad and drawing materials, closed her eyes and opened them again. "So, how old are you?" she asked Kai. "Six years old." "Hey, so am I!"Amber replied happily.They talked until it was time for Amber to go back to the orphanage. (Right now they are technically out of the orphanage building)"Bye! See you soon!"
Kai would come almost every day. Then one day he just stopped coming.
A/N: OMG! It's so short! Sorry! Kinda like a cliffie but who cares anyway?