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Not the best, sorry. (A/N)

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My feet moving so fast, I feel like flying. No seriously, I'm currently running towards the town's park to meet Rachel. Earlier today, in my history class I receive a text from her saying that if I want to meet her like usual, I have to go to the town's park 'cause today she'll be out there. Somewhere.

Looking down on my feet rushing, I feel like my worn out blue converse is about to burst by the looks of it. I remember exactly how I got this pair of converse, not to mention the only and favorite pair I own of converse.

That time I was about fifteen and at midnight towards my birthday, I got a phone call from Rachel which I guiltily decline because it's freaking midnight and I doubted she was even awake.

But then, mom and dad burst the door to my room with a cheesecake in mom's hand and a few shopping bags and camcorder in dad's.

After they manage to sing the birthday song without shedding a single tear, dad say to open my gifts the got me. There scattered across my bed, a new iPhone 4s, a couple of novels, and a deep blue converse.

It turns out the converse is from Rachel and she calling me earlier turns out to be her apology for not coming to my midnight surprise.

"Kian!" Rachel's voice cut through my bubbles of thoughts.

I came over to her lanky small body that sat on top of a three meter monkey bars. "Come up here" Rachel's taunting voice say as she smirk. My fear of heights is really her way to hit my weakness.

"I'm good down here, thank you" I mumble annoyed.

"Then how will you hear my songs?" She dangle her headphones towards my face.

I rolled my eyes. The things I do for this girl. "Fine" I grumbled carefully setting my foot and hands onto the bars and climb up. "You have got to be the worst monkey bar climber ever" Rachel laugh mockingly as she scoot over letting me sit next to her.

"I am not even a monkey bar climber to begin with, rach" I sigh finally settling into the bar without even noticing how far I am from the ground.

"Here" an earphone dangle onto my ears which I immediately put into my left ear.

"Changing, rearranging under your call, we all fall" , the song starts with a male singer with a classic ballad background.

As I'm listening to the song -which was by the way oddly new to me-, I took a glance at Rachel. She had her eyelids close over her eyes as the wind swiftly blew her hair. This might sound like a scene from the Nicholas Sparks books but when they say it's a moment of admire and silence, it's true.

Don't get me wrong. It's not like I have hard feelings for Rachel or anything but it felt right just watching her, you know? 

"Paint me black

Cover me up again

I won't hide for you"

The chorus say as thee male singer has an opponent female singer.

Paint me black? What does that suppose to mean? I am pretty sure they don't mean to cover them with a piece of black cloth. Or paint them black. Or maybe ash. Which is weird because ashes aren't black. Are they?

Maybe that running get me a little lightheaded and dumb.

"Rachel, what do they mean by paint me black?" I whisper hoping she could hear me.

Rachel -instead of answering- she raises her hand up making me stop whispering. "Shh. This is my favorite line" she say in a whisper before singing along to the end of the second verse where the female singer sung.

"There are so many demons at my door

Take a number,

if that's what you're here for"

She sang, quite beautifully for someone who never took singing lesson. Kind of like Justin Bieber. but the girl version.

I seriously need stop listening to 15 year olds girls singing in the hallway.

I listen to each lyric that was sang over and over. Even though, I still don't get what they mean by paint me black.

When the song ends, there was a brief silence of comfort yet tensional as I watch the surroundings of this ark. As the day comes to an end, kids rush to their parents who robably is going to take them home for supper time. "Why are we here, Rach?" I ask as I watch the view she is watching, the greenery behind this park.

Rachel took a deep breath as if she was holding back a tear and close her eyes. "Have you ever feel like life is so pressured for you and you just need to take a breath away from it?" she ask me in sudden totally ignoring my question. Like she usually do.

I nodded repeating her question in my head. "Everybody feels like that" I continue my answer.

"Well, have you ever thought that the pressure is caused by not having enough freedom?" she ask again.

"Probably" I shrug not really knowing the correct answer.

"Or maybe it can be caused by the people you surround yourself with" Rachel said, this time tilting her head to look at me. For a split second there she was startled by the fact that I was already looking at her.

I shake my head "I don't get it"

"Neither did I but when I thought about it, people that you surround yourself with really does affect your freedom and/or your choice of living" she stop, took a dee breath, and laugh humourlessly but the continue returning her gaze towards the greenery.

"Let's take you for example, you are a type of friend that doesn't have so much demands for others so you can be easily accepted to a big number of society groups. But what if you have a friend that is very demanding in terms of attitude or wealth maybe, you became slightly a different person. Sadly, that person is not who you really are and is pressured to do so by the people you surround yourself with"

I nodded understandingly. "And then one day, you just have to take a step back and let yourself be yourself. Not the person they tell you to be"

"Is that what this song about?" I ask shyly scratching the back of my neck.

Rachel laugh whole-heartedly "You're so slow, Kian"