Prologue

I skip on the sidewalk, happily swinging arms in the air. A smile find its way to my face as I look at view in front of me. It's nothing spectacular actually. It just the buildings that I think is gonna fall down if I poke it, and the muddy, uneven road.

But it's not really the view that made me smile, it's actually the news that I received this morning. My distant uncle send me a mail. He said that he will help me to enter mom into a rehabilitation center for her PSTD, and he will get me.

I can finally be free from the pain.

I smile falls when I realized my thoughts. Guilt envelopes me.

Bad, Elle! Why are you thinking about that?

I guiltily bit my lips. I was just overwhelmed by the thought of living a new life away from pain. I was not really happy leaving mom. I was just overwhelmed...

I shake those thoughts in my head and continue to skip while eyeing the muddy puddles in the center of the road.

I wondering if I can just and play with muddy puddles. They said it's fun. Well, Peppa Pig told me it's fun! Just not now. I'm wearing my white Mickey Mouse hoodie.

As I said Mickey Mouse, I hum the Mickey Mouse song.

"Mickey Mouse clubhouse..."

After thirty minutes of walking, I finally reach my destination–school!

I don't really need to walk if bus and cabs go to our place– not that I have the money to pay for cab, but I can pay bus tho! When I have money...

I make way to the hallway with no one noticing me, thankfully. Not that they'll notice me anyway. But maybe some. You know, I'm gorgeous and really, really, really amazing and super attractive that they will get swoon by my beauty. And I'm gonna be a celebrity in the future. I'm gonna be a WWA figher. I have big muscle, bro.

When I enter my class, I realized that I'm late. I apologized to my teacher who gumbles useless piece of s-word. I was a bit hurt by her words but I did not let that affect me. Instead, I scold my legs.

Stupid short legs.

Class went, unfortunately slow. But it's peaceful though. I'm thankful for that.

After school, I walk for another thirty minutes to go to work. I work at a small coffee shop whos owner is the sweetest Grandma on Earth– Grandma Channy. She a sweet 75 years old granny who love to give me bear hugs and have an employee who always bully me.

Ooh... I hope I didn't just said that.

The bell rings when I open the door. I was welcomed my the cozy smell of coffee and our best selling lemon tart. Ow, I'm suddenly hungry.

"Good afternoon, Grandma Channy!" I greet the old woman sweetly and give her a smile.

" Good afternoon, Elle," she greet me as well.

I made my way towards her for a hug. She hugs me back with the same motherly, warm hug.

After I hug her, I went into the locker and change my clothes. A pink polo and white skirt with a pink cap and hat. And oh! I also heard weird noises that consist of 'Ah' 'Oh' and 'Harder' when I past the restroom. I'm not scared about those though. I know it's just Shane and James, playing games at the restroom.

I wonder what they are playing. I always hear them play those games at the restroom, but they never invite me to play with them. I'm sure it's fun because they often play it.

I became busy when customers after customers enter the coffee shop. I know I'm the lucky charm of this store. It went nice except for the eye rolls, and snicker from Shane, and creepy stares, constipated smirks and winks from James.

I sometimes wonder if he's having a seizure.

I awkwardly smiled to the woman with baby twins who have chubby cheeks. She scoff at me. She maybe think I will kidnap her babies because I said I love babies with chubby cheeks.

I'm sorry to inform you ma'am that I'm not a kidnapper. Um... Maybe... I will.. in the future if your kids won't stop being cute.

I watch her went out of the store. I smile in relief. Now, I can't be a criminal because the temptation is gone.

I was drawn out from my thoughts when I heard someone clearing their throat. I automatically plastered my smile and look at that person. My smile slowly falter and turn into a gape when I saw what's in front of me. The most beautiful person I've seen in my entire life is right in front of me.

Tan skin, sunkissed cheeks, slick black hair, green greyish eyes, tall narrow nose, and thin pink lips.

I was so amaze by his beauty that words carelessly slipped out of my mouth.

"Your eyes are so pretty!" I exclaim.

His face remain emotionless, until a moment later, his brows twitch a bit. That made me wake up from my daze. I panicked when I saw his brows are still furrowed.

Maybe he thinks the only pretty on his face is his eyes. He probably misunderstood me!

"N-No, I mean your e-eyes are pretty but also your human being too –what?!– no.. I mean you're pretty! All of you! From head to toe – oh maybe you have lice, I don't like lice I don't like lice they're nasty – no! I didn't mean it that you are nasty –but like I am tho– oh no I didn't said that! I'm sorry..."

I stop talking to take a deep because I said my speech in one breath. I took me a few seconds to regulate my breath. And I look up and saw the way his lips slightly twitch upward.

He smiled! Maybe he wants to be my friend!

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