Another day of rain.
Katie leaned against the backing of the passenger seat. Her slender body squirmed into a ball - her knee's pulled closely to her chest, an attempt to rekindle warmth. The weather was frigid, her fingertips too cold to be considered normal. She shuffled her body closer to herself, desperate for something warm. Within the car, there was no heater, the window's fogged up to be able to see the outside world, and everything that surrounded her in the car was gelid. A loud groan emitted from her vocal cords, resonated from the car and transmitted into Jackson's ears.
The lanky boy groaned in response. Her response, groan harder than him; she wanted to show how miserable she was in the cold. "Don't be a kid Katie," He scolded lightly. "I will kid as much as I want!" The decibels in her voice grew. When the car came to a halt, Jackson flicked Katie on the side of her head. "What an ass," She said under her breath. The comment was audible and clear enough for Jackson to hear, for her to receive another one. The exchange between retorts and flicks continued till the street light shifted from red to green.
Endless highways that alter into roads to towns - the car turned to an exit. Katie noticed the change of scenery, a highway into the small hustle bustle town of Seattle.
She wiped the fog off the window with her maroon long-sleeved sweater. The outside was ravaged by a chaotic rain and wind. She was surprised when she noticed faces of familiar students eagerly waiting for the bus. There was frown drawn on her face to show her condolences to the drenched students. The rainy season seemed to show no signs of benevolence, the ruthless rain poured down harder as Katie pondered further. The pitter-patter sounds of rain drops were equivocal to a hammer being slammed down. When she was younger the rain drops used to frighten her with their aggressive descend. The older she grew the more accustomed she was to the noise; she grew accustomed to a lot of things, adapted to the loss of her friend.
She furrowed her brows together, at the thought of her old friend. Katie now thought of him as a traitor, to leave her so sudden, to force her to forge a new bond with someone else. The thought brought deadly emotions, her emotions protruded from her facial expressions.
"Hey, hey!" A nudge from Jackson pulled her away from her thoughts. She turned to the front window to see Kingston High School. She chuckled nervously, "I'm alive," She raised her hand slightly. She watched as Jackson rolled his eyes and brought out his umbrella before he exited the car. Katie followed his actions, grabbed her bag in the backseats. As she exited the car, she stood closely by Jackson. The umbrella was colossal - he was always prepared for the rainy season, one of the few traits she loved about him.
The two rushed their way up to the steps of the school, into the hallways where students chattered. Katie and Jackson tread their way into the hoard of students to a safer place, the unused room, room 124. Room 124 was a quaint and small room unused, the principal decided to give the room to the anime club. The trust the principal held for the members of the anime club baffled many students. Pushed, shoved, and bumped by students Katie pushed her slender body away from the crowd. She turned her heels in search of Jackson. The lengthy individual attempted to do the same as Katie, however, he was pulled back.
In one heroic movement, Katie reached her arm out into the crowd. Their hands interlocked and she pulled her lanky friend toward her. "Thanks," Jackson said, ruffled her hair into a ball of fuzz. "Tch, don't touch my hair." She swatted his hand away from her head. He chuckled and the two walked over to the hallway, where most classrooms were located.
They walked in the hallway with ease, not a single hoard of students interrupted their tranquility. However, their plans to relax in the club room was foiled when a starry-eyed blue haired girl popped out from nowhere. Katie jumped, stepped back to regain her composure. A mellifluous laughter resonated from the blue haired girl. Katie rose from her frightened disposition and began to flail her arms at the blue haired girl. "Fuck you," Katie hissed at the blue haired girl. "Now, now," The blue haired girl wrapped her arm around Katie's neck.
"I heard something interesting," She began.
"What did you hear Caroline?" Katie rolled her eyes.
"There's a new student!" Caroline squealed in delight. "Male or female?" Katie inquired. "Male, not sure of his name, but he transferred here from somewhere else." Katie raised both of her eyebrows out of sheer curiosity. It was an oddity for a new student to start at the senior grade level. She didn't ponder further, it would only leave her with more unanswered inquiries. She followed Caroline into homeroom, where most of the students sat, wasted space and time till school officially started. Gradually a few minutes passed and all the students were seated in their unassigned seats.
After the students entered, a voluptuous woman, with red frizzy hair, walked inside the classroom. "Alright, kiddo's," A demeaning nickname she gave her students - her freshman class or senior class, they were all addressed, kiddo. "We have a new student here today with us," The red-haired teacher, Mrs. Abrams, gesticulated at the doorway. Students eagerly leaned forward curious to see the new student.
"Don't be shy, come in,"
