The world is a winding puzzle full of different stories and experiences. Full of people fated to die young and others fated to change the world. But sometimes, a person stumbles into the wrong thing, a person, a thing, a small object with the ability to change worlds. And, on occasion, the roles are switched. Because nothing is fixed. The world can separate people. In the world, we are living in especially. There's so much noise, so many people begging to get their voice heard. So many screams. So many yells for freedom. And those yells echo across the universe; they bounce off every wall in the galaxy until things change and suddenly the yell is one of a different message.
I thought I was happy. I thought that my life couldn't get better. It was near perfect. Brie and May, my amazing (sometimes annoying) younger sister Ali and Kye. The boy that kept me going, the first face that I had seen when I first entered high school. The one who cared for me when I thought I was nothing.I realised how wrong I was when I met her.We'll go back to the last day of summer counting down to our last year at high school. We had driven Kye's car up the hill at the far end of our small town and I was sat next to him on the bonnet, my head resting on his shoulder. Beside us, Brie had opened the strawberries, and everyone was crowded around her. And by everyone, I meant Taylor, Kye's best friend and May. May and Brie had known each other years before I moved here at the start of high school (Freshman year). However, they had welcomed me into their little gr
The first day of Senior Year started off different from any other. Normally, I would jump in the car with Kye, we'd laugh and sing to the radio, then part to reach our lockers which were on opposite sides of the school. However, this time there was an air of awkward silence as if both of us were holding our breaths, scared of the truths that might be offered up had we not."Hi…" I muttered as I sat in the passenger's seat."Hey…" He murmured back, his face erased of all of the happiness and joy that he was known for."I… I'm sorry…" I said shyly, biting down on my lip. He just closed his eyes and stared the engine in silence. I wasn't sure how long we drove before he broke the veil of awkwardness that had been set upon us."Why…" He said almost i
"So… did you move here this year?" I asked as we sat down in the studio."Yeah… my mum got remarried this summer and we moved here from Manhattan…" She replied, smiling slightly."What do you think? Must be really different…" I questioned as I positioned the guitar under my arm."It is… quieter and… calmer…" She seemed to linger on the words, intertwining her fingers in her lap. There was a moment of silence, the air filling with tension. I wanted to say something- comfort her. I just… couldn't. Although I had grown my confidence over these past few years, I was still quite a closed-off person. I normally kept to myself but something about the allure of this girl made me want to open up to her- to tell her all my secrets.
"Kye. Is he your... boyfriend?" Thalia asked as we sat in the music room the next day. It seemed to be the only time we could spend together without the others around. I did love them all but sometimes it was too much. I nodded, pulling out the notes we'd made last time."You look happy together." I looked up at her, narrowing my eyes,
School had been hell that day. There was just so much going in my head and once I got home, I just seemed to collapse onto the bed. My heart had been racing, my brow sweaty and my head boiling with all these thoughts. I just wished I could find a way to just shut them all out. I turned my playlist on and turned the phone up to full volume, lying flat on my bed. I do this sometimes. When I get so caught up in life, I take a minute to just sit and calm myself. Just worry about nothing. However, this time it didn't work. I didn't understand why I was so upset. I just was. Every part of me felt broken and damaged yet, this past week, my life had been the best it ever had. So why was I feeling like this?
I mean, don't get me wrong, I was worried, but she said she didn't want to talk so I didn't push it. I should've. We did have fun that weekend. First, we saw Lion King in the cinema then we went for dinner at McDonald's. After, all of us being pretty stuffed, we decided against bowling and went back to May's instead for a sleepover."Hey… let’s play truth or dare!" May said, turning around to us. I smiled as we moved to form a circle, May taking a bite of the chocolate bar in her hand. Brie used the moment to her advantage,
Once everyone had woken up on Sunday, we had picked up Ali and taken her bowling with us. After we had parted ways, most of us wanted to get a fairly early night because of school the next day.Kye was quite quiet the next morning. He had driven up to the house in his car, ready to pick me up, however, had not gotten out of the car as usual. Instead, he sat, parked up outside and sent me a text.
My eyes fluttered open and I took in my surroundings. I was home. You know when you have stared at one thing for so long that you just instantly know when you come across it again? It was like that. That one patch of off-tone white on my ceiling told me everything I needed to know. I sat up, my head groggy and clouded by a layer of dust and placed my head in my hands, sighing. After a few seconds, I noticed how strangely bright it is outside and reach over wearily to pick up my phone from where I'd previously spotted it on my bedside table. The screen blared and my eyes began to sting. I closed them and opened them again, hearing an unusual silence echo through the house.