format by: swaggingirl1234
a wish
chapter 1 part 2
I was walking down the cold, hard sidewalk, listening to the rhythmic scuffling beats my shoes made. My eyes were trained to dart around me every few minutes, growing up in the city I’ve learned to be aware. I passed by the hot dog cart, the one that’s always on the corner of the street. A man with a crazy look in his eyes stumbled into me. A drunk, probably. There’s a little pub on the next street. I turn left and see the abandoned warehouse, a place I used to think was infested by ghosts. Nobody seems to own it, it’s all boarded up, but sometimes people slip through the boards, they’re loose around the corner facing the alley. Sometimes looking at that place you can get caught in a daze. It’s oddly shaped, the roof like a dome and five sides instead of four. There are places with jagged glass lining the windows and then the warped wood partially covering it. I raised my hand to my head, trying to steady my mind. Lately I’ve had too much to think about, and the slightest thing can set me off. I continued to the subway station and saw a flash of hazel eyes, barely making contact with mine. I ran up before I missed the earlier car. It was stuffed full of people so II was just about to settle for standing when I heard Zander.
“Rauri,” he said my name. For some reason, hearing his voice, that voice that seldom speaks, made my heart pound. I turned his way and saw him motioning me to the seat next to him. He lifted his army green backpack and let me sit down beside him.
“Hi,” I said, slightly out of breath. He just nodded his head. I swear, when that boy has the chance to be silent, he is. The car gently rocked and caused me to lightly lean against his shoulder. “Sorry,” I said. Another nod from him. I moved back. The next jolt caused him to lean against me, and he apologized. I decided to try to make conversation at this point, and said, “Oh, it’s fine.” But of course, I didn’t know what to say next, and felt my face start to get hot. Before I had a chance to think of my next line, it was our stop. I hurried out so I didn’t have to be seen blushing, and I guess he stayed behind and got off after the rush of people.
Walking into school, I felt the cool autumn breeze caress my skin. I passed through the Middle school, those silent hallways bringing back countless bittersweet memories. The classroom, number 28, was the very first place I was bullied. Middle school brought my first crush, first true best friend, and the first time I fell apart, the first time my entire world came crashing down on me. In 7th grade, my dad died. He went in to work, he was a banker, then someone set a fire there. Police said it was most likely someone who wanted to make a small fire, enough to cause commotion for them to make a successful robbery. But the air was dry and the fire spread like a plague, 28 died, 11 escaped. My dad was able to escape, but went back in to help his best friend get out. People called him a martyr, but I know what he would say. “Only because I knew I would be worse off without the people I love.” He was always like that, risking himself for others. When I returned to school, two weeks afterwards, I was surrounded by fakes. Fake “I’m so sorry!”s, fake “We missed you when you were gone!”s, and fake friends who just disappeared when I messed up. And when all the pity was dried up, I was just that one barely hanging in, and there was just one left. Her name was Eleanor, and she became my only friend, which of course means my best friend. She’s a lanky girl, who always seemed to have her head down looking at the ground. That doesn’t change the fact that she’s the most optimistic person I know. “It all happens for a reason,” she said, lulling me to reality while I desperately cried for one I knew would never return. “Remember another door is gonna open soon,” she repeated. That seemed to be one of the phrases she always said, whenever something bad happened. They helped, her kind words. She always knew the right thing to say, and each day since that point, she was the reason I held on.
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