Cloudy

In a beautiful field dotted with hundreds of flowers, a boy sits alone against a willow tree. The sky is dotted with small, white clouds and the tree gently sways. A little girl, who came to pick some flowers, sees the boy sitting alone. She smiles as she runs over to him.

"Hi, I'm Lilac. What's your name?"

"..."

"Why are you sitting here by yourself?"

"... Go away."

"Meanie. I just want to be friends"

The boy looks up at the little girl standing over him. She has hair the color of gold which is put into two long braids. Her eyes are lively and a vibrant hazel, and she has an impish smile.

"I don't want friends." The little boy says as he slowly stands up and faces her. She stares up at him. He has white, fluffy hair and cold blue eyes. His face is covered with bruises.

"Oh no! Why is your face like that!" She exclaims. He looks at her frightened expression and smirks.

"I got into a fight. Are you sure you still want to be friends with me now?" He asks, tilting his head questioningly.

Lilac has a stern expression on her face. "Of course! But I think you need to go to a doctor!"

The boy lets out a sigh. This girl won't give up. "I'm fine." He says nonchalantly as he starts to walk off.

"Hey! Wait!" Lilac says as she grabs the boy's wrist. "You didn't tell me your name!"

The boy pulls his wrist away from her grip. "Why should I tell you that?" He asks her, annoyed.

"So I know what to call you when I see you again!" She says, smiling brightly.

"I don't want to see you again." The boy says.

The girl takes no heed to his words. "Fine. I'll give you a nickname then. Can I call you Cloudy?"

"That's such a weird nickname. Call me something else!" He says angrily.

"Never, I like the name Cloudy!"

The boy angrily stomps off.

"Bye Cloudy!" The girl shouts to him as he leaves.