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Raina's P.O.V
As soon as Sam parked the car, we both jumped out and headed in separate directions. Him, most likely to his room. I on the other hand went inside to get the car cleaning stuff and the shot-vac. I headed back outside as Sam came downstairs for a few moments.
"Hey Raina would you like to go to the lake with Miles and I?" He questioned giving me his puppy pout.
I bit my lip before giving a slow nod. "I guess I can. But I'm staying in the car, you know I don't like people Sam but it is nice out."
He gave a cheer and ran down the rest of the stairs to give me a quick hug. "Thanks sis, you're the best!" He yelled as he ran back up to get ready. He paused though before looking back at me. "It'll be a few hours, around six that we're going." Then he was gone.
I looked at the clock and sighed. It was already five o'clock. I wouldn't have time to clean our new car. I put the supplies away and went upstairs to change. Once in my room I stripped of my jeans and light long-sleeved sweater and undershirt. I opened my closet and gave pause when I spotted my reflection in the mirror.
I was five foot five and three-quarters, with honey blonde hair that had several white streaks running through it that had a tint of blue in the shadows. No one knew why my hair was turning that color but it began when I hit puberty. I was sickly pale. Another thing that began to happen at maturity, I was constantly getting sick. But only Sam and I knew it happened after I was cut with any sort of metal. And depending on what metal it was; made me sick for different lengths and severity. I was also on the 'healthy' looking weight, but only because I ate a lot of junk food with my healthy food. It was the only stuff that kept me at my weight or I'd be extremely under weight. My eyes stood out the most though. They were Heterochromia. My left eye was a purple color with light and dark purples and even a few silver streaks. It looked as if I was always wearing a contact. My right eye on the other hand was a few shades of blue with specks of hazel and green. I sighed. I loathed the way I looked now. Ever since maturity hit, my health has been haywire and I don't look like I used to when I was born.
I quickly grabbed a light summer dress, another light sweater and a pair of stockings and slammed the closet door shut. I rarely looked in to a mirror. When I did it was just to make sure my hair looked fine and that my teeth were brushed right. I got dressed and grabbed a pair of flats before rushing downstairs to meet with Sam.
"You alright?" He asked giving me a worried look. He knew that I lacked confidence in my appearance and was always there for me when I did. I merely nodded as we both headed outside, me grabbing my book bag that was filled with my art supplies and a Bible.
While I walked on the path to get to the car, Sam walked on the path...and subsequently got his rear end chewed out. I opened the driver's door and popped the seat forward so I could get in the back seat. Once we settled Judy called out to us.
"You two be home before eleven you hear?!"
"Yes mam," We both called back as Sam started the car.
I started to cough and wave my hands in front of my face as black smoke-filled the car. Sam was quick to pull away, trying to clear the car of the rancid odor and smoke. "Ugh, I hope it doesn't do that to often."
"I hope so too, we don't need you in the hospital for something like that when you go in too much as is," Sam replied.
I nodded as he pulled over for a few seconds so that both of us could buckle at my pleading. Once we were, he drove to Miles's house and the blond boy got in and buckled at my glare. It was silent for a little while until we saw the lake ahead.
"You sure that we're invited?" Miles questioned with a nervous look. I felt sort of bad for him. I knew that we weren't but Sam was most likely going to make an excuse.
"W-well its public property," He stammered slightly. "There's Mikaela. Don't do anything stupid please," He begged of us as he parked the car.
Both boys got out and I laid down in the back seat, pulling my bible from my bag and reading before I jumped as the radio blurted something out.
"Why are you not partying?"
"Um...I-I don't want to..." I muttered in reply, putting my bible away as I stared at the radio as the scratchy voice came back.
"Why not? Looks fun."
"I don't do well in large crowds," I whispered as I scratched at my arm where I had gotten a shot to help me get stronger, yes steroids. Why? Because I got to weak to walk sometimes. "It sounds like it hurts to talk, are you okay?" 'I'm having a conversation with our car. This is weird. I'm going crazy on top of being sick. Must be a part of it...' I thought to myself.
I didn't get a reply back as Sam and Miles came back over. "Miles use the door!" I scolded him as he climbed through the window. He only ignored me as he turned to Sam.
"Come on dude, let's go home already."
My head tilted as the song Drive by The Cars came on. "I'm going to take her home," I heard from Sam. "Miles, get out." He said as climbed in to the car.
"W-what?" Miles answered, flabbergasted. "Dude, bros..."
"Finish that Miles and you'll never be allowed back in the car. I'm already mad at you for climbing in through the window." I stated with a sigh. "Come on, get out and I'll go with you as well. Sam, anything happens to my bag and you'll be sleeping in Mojo's dog house," I smiled brightly, making both boys shiver.
Once both Miles and I were out, Sam drove off. "Well, at least he is persistent...Come on Miles, let's go home." I began to walk in the direction of our houses.
"Are you going to be okay Raina?" Miles asked concerned. Yes, Miles could get on people's nerves but the boy was at least a caring individual.
"Yeah, I'll be okay. I'll let you know if I start feeling sick," I said lightly as I turned to look back at him with a sincere smile.
"Okay, you'd better. I don't like seeing you get hurt. Anyways, what did you learn at church this week?" He asked curiously.
I laughed lightly before I began to explain everything that I had learned. Yeah, Miles wasn't into the whole church going business, but he was one of the few that listened. He would stop me and ask questions when he got lost or didn't understand something. Because we had been talking, I hadn't even realized that we were now at his house.
"Night Miles. See you around," I said waving as I began to walk away.
"Night Raina, stay safe!" He called before he disappeared into his house.
A few minutes later I was home, Ron and Judy asking why I had walked home. Judy was looking me over as I answered their questions. "It's okay, Miles was with me. We decided to walk home so Sam could take Mikaela home so she didn't have to walk to far."
"Okay, but you go shower and straight to bed young lady," Judy said sternly. "You look exhausted and you're warm."
"'Kay, night Judy. Night Ron," I yawned as I gave both my adopted parents a hug and a kiss goodnight.
I quickly showered and lay down, falling asleep just as Sam pulled in.
