Pale streaks of golden rays traveled through the
cerulean sky, bathing the loam in rich brown and the leaves of the full grown maple
trees in emerald hue. A girl with long, dark hair walked out of a two-story
Victorian house. Quietly, she headed towards the black iron grills of the gate,
pushing it forward and then stepped outside, her uniform of midnight blue
blouse and skirt seemed to glow against the light.
A
satisfied smile heightened her beautiful visage as she looked up at the clear
blue sky, her eyes narrowed into tiny slits as she tried to filter the bright
rays of the sun that tried to enter through her thick black eye lashes. Not
long, she quickly turned down; her hand soon came into the pocket of her black
leather bag as she fished out a metallic device that silently vibrated against
her palm. She held the device out and opened it. It was a message. A slight
frown creased upon her forehead as she read the message.
“Why
do I always have to do this every morning?” she asked herself out loud, exhaling
an immense amount of air as she returned the phone inside her bag’s pocket
before twirling her eyes. She then continued on her walk, silently admiring the
maple trees which lined the street side that looked lively in their coating of bright
green leaves.
She was quietly marveling at the
beauty of mother nature when her eyes accidentally wandered at a certain spot.
The previous serene expression had altered and her eyes were completely devoid
of any sparkling emotions. The girl hesitantly stopped, turning around as if to
look for any form of escape.
“Good
morning, Luna.”
The girl, upon hearing her name,
slowly turned her head to face the person. Gripping her hands into hard fists,
she thought of a reply despite the turmoil within her.
“Good
morning, Elizabeth,” she finally spoke her name, oppressing the vile taste that
would sprung up from the pits of her stomach. She had now faced another girl in
the same age as her though the latter wore a different uniform of immaculate
sailor blouse and a red checkered skirt.
With
a wide smile splayed upon her lips, the girl quickly stepped towards her. “Finally,
I am able to see you once more! I thought that I wouldn’t see you even though
we go at different schools,” the girl with a long burgundy hair softly spoke
and then reached her hand out towards her, almost touching her arm when Luna
suddenly moved away.
“Ahm,
it really seems so Elizabeth,” she answered, forcing a smile upon her lips of
which the girl returned with an askance look.
“Luna?
Then, shall we see each other "“
“I’m
sorry, Elizabeth,” she swiftly cut her off. “I can’t. I am quite busy these
days so I cannot promise anything to you,” she hurriedly spoke, not a trace of
warmth in her eyes.
After
hearing her words, a look of pained expression passed across the pretty
countenance of the girl but quickly was able to recover herself before facing
Luna.
“Well
then, it cannot be helped.” Elizabeth’s gray eyes glimmered with a friendly
smile as she turned to her, her hands stood relaxed either on her side.
“I
hope the next time would be fortunate for me. I am hoping to see you again
especially on stage,” she spoke with eagerness despite the passive expression Luna was showing though the latter could not
helped but to cringed at her words.
“…And I am expecting to see Michaels
as well,” she cheerfully said, her eyes seemed to sparkle at the mention of a
person’s name. “Though I must say that he is fonder at you than I am,” this
time, her voice sounded low, as if in a whisper, before she turned around in a
hesitant manner, leaving the girl in a deeper turmoil. Without any further ado,
Luna quickly walked, almost tripping herself as she tried to calm herself down.
Her heartbeat was racing with the tempo of her own footstep though she couldn’t
care as a voice echoed inside her mind. Quickly on her feet, she made her way
towards school, forgetting whatever errand she should have done.
***
‘How
did you feel? Tell me…’
She quickly shook her head while quietly walked her
way along the hall, passing by her fellow students who were going to their
respective rooms. Hands involuntarily shivering, she clutched the black leather
strap of her school bag and meekly walked into the cluster of students, her
eyes were cast down as she tried to suppress the emotion wriggling inside her.
‘…Were
you envious of her?’
Biting her bottom lip and shaking
her head at the inner voice that spoke to her, she sped her way up towards her
room, completely ignoring the bright and cheerful weather outside through the
wide glass window that bathed the school’s field in lush green. Soon, she
reached her room, throwing a wary look around her surroundings before stepping
inside.
She
had almost reached her place, a brown desk and a chair by the last row near the
window when a shadow loomed before her. Halting on her tracks, she slowly
turned her head up, only to come face to face with a tall blonde girl, who
sweetly grinned at her. A pair of deep blue eyes were transfixed upon her face
whilst thin carnation lips were parted a bit, revealing a set of white teeth
which almost caused her to smile in response however, her face remained
passive, emerald eyes returned the gaze with cold intensity.
“What
is it again, Cathy?” she asked, a tired look upon her face.
“Come
on, Luna! Don’t be like that! Aren’t we supposed to be friends? You should at
least smile at me! Don’t be such a cold-hearted person!” Cathy exclaimed as she
held out her hands to holds her arms of which Luna quickly jerked away with an
exasperated look upon her countenance.
“Enough.
Just leave me alone,” she simply said in a tired voice before walking passed
her, her shoulder brushing against hers. As she reached her desk, she laid down
her bag on top of her desk whilst settling down, ignoring the sea of eyes that
were fixed upon her.
At
this, a girl with black, bob cut hair followed by a brunette stepped beside
Cathy, openly showing their look of disapproval at the seated Luna.
“What
the… Just who does she thinks she is?” asked the short haired girl, arms
crossed over her chest as she sharply turned to Luna.
“God…
Why are you even bothering yourself at her?” seconded the long haired girl
whose face seemed to have swallowed a bitter pill as she sharply gazed at Luna
who had been the target of their chaotic emotions.
Cathy
could only grip her hands into a tight fist, a smile which hid the raging
emotions within her. However, as she turned towards the door, the fire within
her seemed to extinguish at the sight of the tall, dark brown haired boy who
quickly made his way inside the room.
“Good
morning, Anon,” she softly spoke as she beamed a sweet smile at him of which he
only returned with a thrift smile, quickly passing her by and directly
approaching the person that had caused her with intense anger.
“Luna,
I thought I told you to wait for me. Why did you suddenly leave like that?” she
heard him reproachfully asked Luna.
“Why?
You’re not even my brother, Anon so stop acting like a spoilt child,” answered
Luna in a cold manner that only made Cathy’s blood boiled hot. Not able to
contain the anger that attempts to burn within her anymore, she immediately
walked out of the room, leaving the two flabbergasted behind. Exchanging
worried and questioning looks at each other, the two followed suit after Cathy
and completely brushed off the funny looks that were thrown upon them by their
classmates.
Luna
took a sharp breath before turning away from the quizzical visage of her
companion, quietly calming her nerves at the unexpected meeting that occurred
earlier however, her pretensions were not easily kept hidden as Anon looked at
her. Feeling uncomfortable, she quickly turned at him, throwing him daggers
with a silent threat of I’ll kill you.
“You
owe me this time, Luna,” Anon had spoken, a mild and a somewhat sarcastic grin
spread like oil upon his lips before he turned to his seat, leaving the girl frowning
and at the same time, more troubled as she knew what he meant. Opening her
mouth for a word of protestation, she was about to stand up but remained glued
on her seat at the sudden entrance of their class adviser.
Anon Michaels, before facing the board,
turned once more to her with a smirk, his deep mauve eyes seemed to bore deeply
in her being.
She shuddered at the meaning hidden
behind his smile.
***
“You’re clearly upset.”
Luna could only sit down quietly on
the white floor, sipping the lemonade through her straw; her gaze traveled
towards the clumps of stratus clouds that hovered upon the blue sky. The sun
was on its zenith, looming over the earth as it showered its rays upon the tall
skyscrapers that rose above the sky, throwing cool and dark shade below. In the
shadowed corner was where she had settled down, peacefully relaxing after a
meal.
The
dark brown haired boy took the spot beside her, following her gaze as he sipped
the pineapple juice through his straw. On top of the school’s roof was where
they had taken their lunch and after consuming their respective meals had
decided to linger for a while before immersing themselves in the afternoon
classes.
“We’ve been friends since childhood.
I know if you’re upset, frustrated, angry or happy, Luna. Remember, you can’t
hide it from me,” he said after sipping from his drink.
Hearing his words, the girl
irritatingly turns to him with an exasperated expression while sipping juice through
her straw. With this, the boy suddenly pinched her nose, causing the latter to
choke and cough in shocked as her juice seemed to have stuck up in her throat.
“What the " hey!” she immediately laid
down her box of juice and slapped the boy’s arm who in turn, only relished the
moment with a jovial chuckle.
“It’s your fault because you’re too
serious!” chortled Anon, unable to contain the laughter from escaping him his
lips.
“Why you - You almost choked me to
death!” cried Luna, still coughing up as she pulled out her handkerchief from
her pocket and covered her mouth.
“I’ve warned you before that you owe
me one this morning for suddenly leaving me like that,” he said whilst grinning
like a monkey, his eyes almost in tears as he was laughing too hard at her.
“You’ll pay for this,” she said,
wiping away the juice that spilled around her mouth with the back of her hand.
“Damn
you, Anon. You’re so childish even though we’re already freshmen. I won’t forgive
you if I choke to death,” she said as she twirled her eyes on him of which he
returned with a smile.
“Come on, Luna! I can only be
childish in front of you,” he said in a teasing voice and this time, with a
soft smile painted across his face.
“You’re weird you know,” she told
him with a sharp look aimed at him.
“And you’re too cold,” he said,
suddenly ruffling her hair with his hand of which she responded with a spank on
his arm.
“I am not. I’m just being me,” she
said at last, as he released her; his gaze seemed to travel to a distant land.
“I know,” he told her in a dreamy
voice. “I know you’re just being yourself however, you can tell me if something
upsets you,” he said.
“Ahm…” she hummed, seeing his face
softened. “It’s really nothing. It’s just a waste of my time and effort,” she
said, inhaling a lungful of air before turning her eyes towards the sky. “As
what I have told you, we’re getting old. I might just be beginning to get tired
of dealing with unimportant things.”
“Elizabeth, you mean? Did she
approach you?” he sharply asked, quickly turning to her with a serious
countenance. “I told you before, just ignore her and if you really don’t like
to talk to her then just simply turn away.”
“Argh…” she snorted, unable to hide
her disgust upon hearing his words. “You really do know me. How come you know
it? Are you some kind of a fortune teller?”
“Really? I was just actually fishing
out,” he said, quite surprised at the proximity of his guess to her response.
After hearing him, Luna could only turn around, holding out her brow at her own
blunder.
“Well, aren’t I amazing? I was able
to guess it correctly but to be honest I actually stumbled upon her this
morning when you left me,” he said with a hurt look on his face of which she
only smiled. “…though she didn’t see me. I knew right away that you two had
met.”
“Wow. I’m impressed,” she drily
said.
“Luna, it seems she cares about
you.”
“I think you’ve read it wrong, Anon.
She cares about you and not to me,” she said, attempting to
stand up from the floor when he suddenly pulled her down, resulting for her to collide
with him.
“Where are you going?” he asked,
quickly changing the topic of which she didn’t mind.
“In the classroom,” she only said.
“Now if you don’t mind, please release my arm,” turning her eyes to his hand of
which he hesitantly released.
“Thanks,” she muttered as she rose
up however, she was forced once more to sit down, causing her to land down on
his lap.
“Anon, what are you doing -” however, her words were abruptly stopped
as she sensed his silence and his arms coiled around her, causing her once more
the sensations of anxiety and distress.
“But I only cared about you…” he
softly spoke those words that would melt her heart down though it only caused
her pain. He leant his head on the hollow of her neck, breathing heavily against
her skin of which caused her to gasped in surprise as she felt the touch of his
lips, almost smelling her own scent.
In
silence, she compressed her lips in a thin line, blinking her eyes at the
sudden emergent of tears that would sprung out from her eyes anytime and with
summoned will power, she held his arms and slowly released herself from him.
“Anon…
Remember our promise? Please don’t ever forget that,” she said, not turning
around to him, and without any additional words, stood up and walked back
inside the building, leaving him in silence.
***
He turned towards the west and saw
the sun had almost set, the sky turned purple, fully covered with the coat of
the uprising twilight. A sigh escaped his lips as he slowly walked along the
road, his mind wandered to the matters that greatly disturbed him. Supposedly,
he was not to get out but a certain circumstance had allowed him to sought
relief by slipping passed through the tight security of the St. Andrew Academy.
Throughout the vacant hours of his evening, he walked around the vicinity of
the academy, not minding the distance that he would cover. Still wearing the
distinguished school uniform of which caused him a great deal of attention for some
unknown reasons, he carelessly walked further, passing along bustled streets
crowded with students and workers who were probably going back home.
He
was momentarily lost on his own thoughts that when he had finally felt his feet
sore from walking, he stopped. He had found himself in a park and to his great
relief, saw that no one was around him. Walking towards it, he listened to his
surroundings, seeking a peaceful and quiet place. Feeling the exhaustion completely
creeping through his system, he decided to sit down to a rust-colored swing, sighing
deeply as he finally sought comfort after a long walk.
The remote place was surrounded with
Willow trees and clumps of hedges were planted in no particular places, of
which seemed to be a sanctuary of silence that eased his nerves and mind.
Finally alone and free from anyone, he clasped both of his hands and turned his
head down as if in a silent prayer. Closing his eyes, he sat for a while, not
thinking of anything and forgetting the world where he existed.
“Where wishes once came,
I remained quiet however,
ignorant;
Silently with hands clasped,
I prayed for a new sunset.”
“From here I watched,
I saw the sky turned dark;
The birds have been freed,
But their eyes had lost its
spark.”
With a furrowed brow for he had not
anticipated that there would be anyone in the park aside from himself and slowly
raising his head up, he searched for the voice that sweetly sang the song. He
was about to move from his seat when a shadow emerged from the shrubbery, just
two meters across from him. The form however, was not quite clear as the shadow
of the evening had made it difficult for him to see through the darkness.
Feeling rooted in such a cumbersome
situation, he quickly rose up, was about to turn around, and had decided to
forget what he had stumbled upon when the stranger spoke to him in a solemn
voice.
“Who are you? You’re not around from
here, are you?” the voice asked in a sweet tone akin to a Nightingale’s despite
a trace of suspicion which stopped him on his tracks, and in hesitation, turned
around. This time, the figure had finally moved from the shadows and under the light
of the street lamp that stood between them, had revealed herself to him.
A
girl with long, straight, ebony hair wearing a uniform of dark blue blouse and
a knee-length skirt stood under the bright rays of the lamp, showing her beautiful
countenance that were creased with distrust upon the sight of him.
“I just wandered here, sorry,” he
said and without further explanations had turned round his heels.
“Wait,” she said, causing him to
stop. Slowly, he turned towards her and saw that she had already taken up the
second swing, her head hung low as if in a silent reverie.
“You
can stay whenever you like, it’s not like I own this place,” she said in a firm
voice with a trace of exhaustion. For a while, he stood there, unable to decide
right away, when the girl turned her head to him. In silence, he walked back to
the swing he previously occupied and then took his seat, quite conscious of the
person beside him and in a soft voice had spoke to her.
“It’s almost night time, we should
be back to our own places,” he said, seeing how late it was. Upon hearing him,
the girl turned to him, a look of amusement had reflected in her eyes.
“Ahm… I guess so,” she said,
stifling down a chuckle upon his words. “Aren’t you a weird person for saying
something like that to someone you just met?”
This time, he was the one who turned
to her in amazement at the frankness of her words. “You’re actually the first
person to tell me that,” he said without any trace of feeling of being offended
in his voice.
“Well, sorry. I hope I did not
offend you. I actually don’t mean it in a negative context,” she told him with
an apologetic smile.
“Don’t worry. I don’t mind it,” he
said, returning her smile before turning up towards the sky that had slowly
shown its cluster of blinking white hot stars from afar. “It’s actually
refreshing,” he said before returning to her.
“Do
you mind if I ask your name?”
The girl, unable to suppress a
chuckle, returned him a smile.
“Luna Heartwood,” she said. “And you
are?”
“Dylan Ashton,” he answered her with
such a light tone he had never felt before. He was engrossed at the moment that
he had not anticipated the arrival of a copper automobile. It halted in front
of the park and a dark haired man in gray suit stepped out of the front seat,
his sharp countenance under the faint light of the street lamp which looked
serious had immediately softened at the sight of him.
“Thank God! Mr. Ashton! Finally!”
the man swiftly walked across the space of land bathed in the checkered beams
of light from the street lamps then stopped in front of Dylan, who in turn, was
more astonished to see his class adviser.
“Sir Clark? Why are you "“
“Enough, young man! The class was
worried because of your absence! If it weren’t for Carlos, we wouldn’t be
alarmed that you were gone. Now, come " “ the adult finally declared, without
turning around to see who his companion was as he swiftly gripped his arm,
pulling him to follow after him.
And without any words of
protestation, he turned to her, a sheepish smile splayed across his visage as
he allowed his teacher to drag him across the park towards the parked car.
“Good-bye, Ms. Heartwood. Until we
meet again,” he said in a soft voice hinted with a tinge of hope that suggested
a prelude of their meeting. A knowing smile broke into her lips at the new
prospect of friendship however short it had been, would perhaps happen in the
near future.
“Until we meet again, Mr. Ashton,”
she bid him farewell, feeling her heart swelled with happiness an unknown
reason.
The night deepened; the wind growing
colder than before had rustled the leaves of the sleepy willow trees that stood
guard around the park. The girl, alone but with a smile painted across her
face, watched the car drove away until it shrunk into a tiny speck of light as
it gone farther from her.
“Until we meet again, Mr. Ashton,”
she softly spoke, her eyes slowly traveled up to the ebony sky, now dotted
with the stellar that sparkled from the distance.
In
her silent reverie of what the future might lay upon for her, she had missed to
see a shadow lurking behind the bushes, quietly eyeing her.
To
be continued…