cover by @brokentruths [me]

i sit on the sidewalk in front of the school's front building, feeling a gust of the afternoon wind run through my long locks. the silence is so serene, i close my eyes, allowing myself to drift away into a dreamland. then the harsh reality slaps me across the face-my mom is two hours late. i look around, hoping to see a familiar car pulling up, but i'm met with only a vacant parking lot. sighing, i pull out my phone, dialing her number. after the second ring, she picks up. "mom!" i groan exasperatedly. "you're supposed me to pick me up from school."

i hear her mumbling something to someone before responding. "sorry honey, the car broke down, i'm at the dealership right now. it's going to cost a fortune! can you take the bus?"

i stare at my phone in disbelief, before realizing she can't see me. "no, they already left." i respond, unable to keep my irritation from seeping through my tone, before realizing my frustration is misdirected and adding, "it's alright mom, i'll just walk."

she lets out a relieved sigh. "okay, i'm so sorry honey, be safe."

hanging up, i grip the straps of my backpack tightly, and stand up, beginning my trek out into the unknown.

after walking three blocks, the sky begins to dim, and i hear the distant sound of thunder. slowly it begins to sprinkle, the rain getting heavier and heavier with each step i take. "aww darn." i mutter underneath my breath, speeding up.

the one day i don't wear a sweater, it decides to rain. just my luck. as i trudge through the rain like the trooper i am, i shove my wet hair behind my ears, cursing mother nature for hating me.

soon the rain begins to settle down, turning into a light sprinkle. i see my apartment complex in the distance and sigh in relief. home sweet home. behind me there are footsteps, splashing in the puddles of rain, but i disregard it.

"look what we have here boys." someone drawls.

my blood runs cold.

a/n

inktips who has hung the moon and the stars which guide me through all my difficulties as a writer x