Chapter 7:
The Only One
12 years ago
Sora sat in front of a wooden desk. The little girl ran her hand over the surface, the soft tips of her fingers skimmed over the dips and crevices. After a few minutes she felt for her bag and grabbed her pencil case.
"Hey, Freak." taunted a high pitched voice.
Sora didn't speak just continued to do what she was doing. She pulled out the tin and set it lightly on the desk. She opened the tin to get out a pencil, but a hand grabbed her wrist.
"Don't Ignore me!" she yelled. Sora moved her head towards the person.
"Huh?" Sora mumbled. "I didn't hear you." She lied.
*-slap-*
"Of course you did!" The girl said her voice dripping with disgust. Pain tingled throughout Sora's cheek, it felt like her cheek was being pricked by a thousand needles. Sora moved her hand to caress her cheek
"That hurt…" Sora whispered.
"You act like I care!"
Anger swelled up inside of Sora's chest. A bright flash of violet engulfed Sora's vision. When I cleared she could see the offender. It was bright. The girl looked surprisingly older than she sounded about 12. Her jet black hair was tied tightly into two pigtails. Her yellow eyes seemed to glow as she glared at her. Colors danced around the room. A breeze silently passed through the open window right next to her. Sora dipped her head down as her vision returned to normal, the darkness coming back to swallow her whole.
'How is this fair? Why can't I live in the same world as them?' Sora wondered girl wondered why all of the sudden was Sora so silent.
"He-" She started but stopped when a tear hurdled down the small child's cheek. The blindfold was already damp which was a sign that she was also crying earlier that day too.
"How-Why? Why me?" Sora muttered through the tears.
The girls number one weakness was tears. 'What gives me the right to kick around an injured animal?' She thought guilt hitting her in a huge wave. Sora wiped her tears away. 'Man I lost it!' she thought.
"I-I'm sorry." The girl fumbled. Sora was taken aback in surprise.
"W-what?" Sora managed to let out.
"I-"*-Ding-* The class bell rang which was only a cowbell whacked by the teacher in the small school building which was only one room.
"Class has started! Chizuko get in your seat!" Yelled the teacher. Chizuko scurried away from Sora's beaten up desk and went to her own in the back of the room. Words were carved into Sora's desk like 'Monster' 'Freak' and 'Die'. The teacher didn't care, after all we were pretty sure he hated her too. Chizuko cringed, she had carved a phrase into the desk, 'Die and Go to hell, No one wants you here.' At first she thought it was a excellent idea because blindfolded and couldn't see. Another pang of guilt. 'How many times have I tripped her? Punched her? Pulled at her hair? And because of what? She was born different?' Chizuko imagined herself to be Sora. A girl forced to be blind, and was ridiculed at a young age. Bullied immediately after getting into school. Chizuko would've snapped, killed everyone, paralyzed them. Or she would've run away and go to one of those guilds, if thats what their called. Sora was by far one of strongest children she knew. Chizuko felt she needed to protect her. What brought on this change of heart? Chizuko couldn't even explain this.
Chizuko was so immersed in her thoughts that she didn't even hear the teacher call out to her.
"Chizuko! Hey Chizuko!"
The girl brought up her head. "Huh?" The whole class giggled except for Sora who sat their stoically.
"No, Seriously, what?" She asked gaining a slight smirk on Sora's face. Chizuko pumped out her fist triumphantly. Everyone bursted out laughing. Sora's face reverted back to its normal bored face. The teacher did not look amused.
"Chizuko, see me after class." He said irritated. Chizuko didn't care, all she wanted to do was preserve the smile on that young girl's face.
A/N: *Smiles evilly* I have lot in planned for the next chapter though it is going to be a bonus. Reviews are greatly appreciated.