The Misfit

Chapter 1

Jane sat in her ice cream booth alone. That wasn't new, she often sat by herself at home - her old home back in the country. Now she was living in the suburbs surrounding the city of Sydney, due to her mother's promotion and a transfer which included a substantial pay upgrade. They weren't exactly upgrading on the scenery though. Windsor, the suburb that they lived on looked rather bleak and over stuffed with tiny houses. The spacious green grass lawns and shady established trees appeared to have been reserved for Bellemount, the suburb directly next to theirs.

She wasn't looking forward to returning home to unpack her boxes of junk. Jane didn't have too many considering that she was a teenage girl. Her few boxes included just the necessities, basic wardrobe items and her novel collection.

She sighed as she finally gave up scraping the last of the ice-cream from long time empty cup and dumped the tiny plastic spoon back in. She turned to chuck it in the bin on the way out the door and slammed right into someone.

"Ugh, sorry!" she exclaimed looking up at the guy she bumped into.

His chest was firm, he must have been athletic under his blazer. His blue and white check shirt matched the hue of his eyes.

He didn't even look down at her his blue eyes were scanning the ice cream bar above the counter. He shoved lightly past her and continued along his way as if she were non-existent, too busy ruffling his hand through his dark short hair.

She stood there stupidly and gawked.

Jane felt a pang of hurt in her stomach. She didn't have many friends and preferred to blend into the background but she had never felt like she was actually nothing. Almost worthless. A sickly feeling was bubbling in her stomach. As she stared after the tall handsome guy in disbeleif at his complete lack of acknowledgment even though her face had just collided with his chest.

"Urgh!" The impatient, loud, and totally unnecessary complaint came from her left.

Jane broke her stare from the guy to look at what the problem was with the girl tapping her glossy shoe in the doorway. Her dark hair freshly blowdried in loose curls, perfect skin and matching blue eyes but more menacing.

"Excuse me," she drawled out in an condescending tone. She slowly surveyed Jane from her shoes to her head and back down again. She pulled a face like she had smelt something bad.

"It's English for 'get out of my way'." She spoke loudly into Jane's face.

Jane was glued to the spot in shock at the manners (more so, the lack of) of these two. Her body finally started to work and she consciously shut her gaping mouth as she felt her cheeks burn with heat.

She stepped out the door past a giggling blonde girl who was playing with her hair and two more guys. Just like the first two they were all well dressed and had an air of arrogance that Jane didn't like one bit.

She had expected people in the city to be a bit different, but this felt like she was on another planet. With a sickly sinking feeling in her stomach she couldn't help but to have a peek at the tall handsome guys face who she had bumped into through the window. Instead of seeing him, she was met with a menacing glare of the short brunette girl.

As she felt a cool droplet of rain hit her face she pulled her hood up over her head turning away. Standing in the door wasnt worth those daggers, so she made her way home with a smile at the thought of the brunette's perfectly styled hair getting ruined on the way out by the rain.

Stepping forward with a bit of a spring to her step she thought that those boxes at home didn't look too bad after all. A bonus to the wet weather might also mean a cancellation of their mother's new work event.