It was cold.

It was the first day of that cold winter breeze coming in so swiftly from the sea that engulfed our house in cold air. Was it a change in the season? Was it the last phase that signified the end of the year? 

Was the end of this chapter ending so soon? 

Honestly though, really... 

I was in bed, enjoying the last remaining minutes before my alarm clock was to go off. It was so warm, but yet so cold. I pierced out of the covers and quickly succumbed to the cold air. Quickly, I caved in. 

With a sigh of relief, the noise of the heater starting up was my motivation to get up and prepare for school. It was still cold, but I quickly put on a sweater to prevent my little arms from catching frostbite. I exaggerate a bit. But that's just me.

It’s been months. 

It was the first time since a long time that we were to go back. But It doesn’t sound so crazy since these months have felt as if they have just passed by like a silver bullet. I don’t know if I'm excited or nervous, but that doesn’t matter anymore. I’m going whether I like it or not. Also because my mom is forcing me to go, so it's not like I have a choice.

I wonder what Karl thinks?

Karl has been wanting to stay in much longer, but since the school believes it to be safe to go back, I hardly think he’ll be happy to go back. I know he’s been really enjoying staying in, so I guess he might be sad, or nervous, I think. I don’t know.

I haven’t asked him if he’ll be going, but I won’t know until nutrition. He’ll be asleep as I’m in zero period. 

Should I eat something?

My mother always tells me to eat something in the morning, but to be honest, I’m too lazy for that. 

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I can take a quick shower, but then I’ll be cold and freezing when I come out. 

But do I want to look musty and crusty? 

I guess I’ll take a shower. 

I always force myself even when it’s too cold. I know I should always take a shower, but I’m too lazy for that too. But I still do it. Don’t judge me.

I guess I should start walking.

I didn’t eat anything so I might starve on the way. But that doesn’t matter. I can always just eat something from the cafeteria. My old middle school cafeteria had worse food than my high school, so that’s something, many people would not agree with me, but hey I’m always optimistic when it comes to food. I don’t have anything to eat on the way to school, but I do have water.

Now I have to open the door. It creates a loud creak, which bothers me so much. I know we could just get WD40, but I guess this whole family was too lazy for that.

As I stepped out, it joyously creaked, but I quickly closed it. Now I'm ready to go. 

You can see the hills and mountains covered with different colored houses all lined up in an orderly fashion. Bits of green grass poked out at the ends of each house where their backyards lay. In my street, many of the houses were small compared to other streets. It’s so small and tiny, but so cozy and homey. It's not very warm for a house but that’s just the heater. Mom needs to fix that.

It was a typical suburban neighborhood.

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It's a very short walk.

The high school isn’t far or anything, but It’s on a hill in the middle of the neighborhood, close to a cliff near the sea. It’s pretty nice for a High school, in my opinion, but I’ve seen other schools better than mine so I guess that’s something.

The steep sidewalks always made it difficult for me to walk on. As a short girl, I was always scared of heights so being scared to fall was also one of my fears. Falling on concrete just seemed so bad, getting scraped up and bruised, and it wasn’t just bad but just annoying. Having to worry about scabs and bleeding, it’s just something to bother you when you’re doing your homework.

You might be now wondering what type of girl I am!

Well honestly, I don’t know what to tell you. I guess I’m the studious type of girl, not a nerd, and not a weirdo. I’m not popular, but not a loner, and not a band kid. I don’t do sports, although I used to, I’m not lazy. You see where I'm getting at?

I guess you could say I’m a borderline normal kid. 

It’s not a really good clique, I guess, but I’m not mad at it. It’s not something I think about, since I mostly think about my AP classes, but I know I shouldn’t dwell on it.

Anyways, what was I talking about?

The fear of falling. Yeah, I have a fear of falling so——A CAT!

A SPOTTED, CALICO CAT! 

It’s just passing on by, It’s just walking across the street! Its fur looks so delicate and clean and smooth and soft. I’ve always wanted a cat and this one looks so perfect. PURRFECT. Sorry. 

My mom doesn’t like cats, but that doesn’t matter, my happiness with him matters. I could easily convince her, but god I hope he isn’t someones, he’s like so perfect, honestly!

I’m getting closer!

…

He just ran off.

…

Well to be honest, that cat was a bitch.

I could’ve given him hugs, or just a little pat on the head, you know, could have given him a little snack… or taken him to go get a little snack.

…

Anyways. 

That's the end of that, there’s nothing I could do now that he’s gone. It’s not like i’ll be mad for the rest of the day. I just thought this day was going to go well. But that doesn’t matter anymore.

Chapter 2 - clouds (coming soon...)