Black and gold returns

“We’re now arriving at… Slough train station.”

As the doors slid open, a crowd of people got off the train, surrounded by other people who were eagerly waiting for the chance to get on. Among the arrivals was a teenage boy wearing a regular plain white top, jeans and a pair of trainers. Were it not for his green hair colour, he would hardly stick out from the mass.

Looking to his left and his right, he recognised the dirty chewgum black filled spots on the floor tiles. The slight smell of the waste power plant that was nearby, and the regular people that would argue at the train station and shout at each other.

Spending time at the academy had almost made him forget about how filthy his home town actually was, but this was clearly the same old Slough that he had left not too long ago.

‘I guess some things don’t change, but at least there aren’t any gang members I have to hide from. It feels nice being able to walk around these streets without a hoodie over my head.’