(By the way, since I put "Charity Parker" on the character list...That is NOT my actual last name. Just figured I should probably point that out.)
One - wet & lost
What's one of the first things that comes to your mind when you hear that?
Rainy days…Hm. Staying inside, doing whatever?
Reading? Writing? Playing video games, hoping the power doesn't go out?
Well, those are a few things that come to mine.
You know what doesn't really come to mind?
Walking alone, at eight in the morning, to some school.
But that's what I was doing.
It was cold, obviously wet, and not fun getting pretty well soaked.
No umbrella. No hood. No hat.
Yeah, I need to actually pay attention to the weather when getting dressed. I know.
But when you want to be somewhere by a specific time…eh.
You'll wear what you can find, even if it's just a t-shirt with a leather jacket and jeans.
And black boots. Don't forget the black boots.
Dark outfit, dark sky…This can't be a good sign. I thought, my walk slowly turning into a stop.
I looked around, finally realizing I didn't know where I was.
Well, nice job, self.
I turned around, trying not to yell at myself.
I had just passed a coffee shop, which I would have known already if I actually looked up before.
Okay, I thought. There was a coffee shop around the school somewhere...
That was what I was telling myself, at least.
The shop looked open, and I figured I may as well go ask if anyone there knew how to get to the school.
You gotta do it. I told myself, slowly walking back.
I'm not exactly good at talking to people I don't know.
That tends to make me nervous and I tend to be at a loss for words when nervous.
But at that moment…it was either talk to a stranger, or get even more lost.
I was already wet and lost; I didn't need to be wet and even more lost.
The shop's Open sign was a neon green, its light incredibly bright in the dark weather.
I opened the door, and tried to smile at the worker that greeted me.
No one was in line or anything, so I walked right up to the counter.
Several tables had customers, and even if I didn't look at them, I'm sure they were looking at me.
After all, why not stare at the random, wet and lost preteen girl?
“Hi, I'm not here to order anything, I just wanted to ask if you have directions to somewhere.” I told the guy, before the blond could ask.
“I’ve grown up here, I probably know.” He nodded. “Where is it?”
“Dare Academy,” I answered. “Any idea?”
He thought for a moment.
“Yeah, that's just a few blocks away. Just walk straight until you see a blue house. When you see it, take a right, and straight again. You should know it when you see it.”
“Okay, thanks, uh…” I quickly looked at the guy's nametag. “Will. Thanks, Will.”
I know, it was probably rude, but after I thanked him, I ran right out of that place.
I got the directions I needed. Why should I stay there?
I walked until seeing the blue house, took a right, and kept walking straight.
And after a minute, there it was.
A white and gold academy, with a large sign in front of it that read Dare Academy.
I took a breath and walked over.
Slowly, I opened the door and walked in.
“I’m in the middle of starting over.”