Lonely eyes

Chapter 1

I lay on top the roof of my step mums navy blue car it's pitch black nothing but the stars and moon to light the streets. I stare at the stars wondering what it's like to be that high in the atmosphere, to have no worries but to shine, sleep all day, and do your part of sparkling in the night sky as everyone below looks up to you and admires your beauty.

My name is Alex and no one will or has ever looked up at me like that. I love stars I study galaxies and every chance I get I sleep in my back yard to be surrounded by the one thing that I admire more then music. I'm 16 a sophomore in Rosa Belt high, live in the middle of California, few miles from Hollywood but next to a public beach. I love to read listen to music and study stars, wondering what it be like to be one, if you searched my room you'd find journals and sketch books hidden in random places, filled with legends and drawing of stars.

One of my favorite legends of stars is that all day the Angels work hard creating the power of the sun, the whiteness of the clouds, the wind, and all the day light nature actions, and at night as the Angels sleep the glow from their pure wings are of what is the stars. I like this legend because it makes me feel closer to my dad who past away less then a three years ago and at night I look up at the stars and know he's up there, he is one of them. He is apart of what I love. Me and my step mum never were close and that's even more true now that father has died.

Sophomore year starts tomorrow and this means less time outside and more in, I close my eyes and imagine a world of which there is nothing but night, to have only the stars to light the ways of your travels and the moon spot lighting your celebrations and successes.

"Alex it's getting late you need to come inside now" my step mum yells from the front porch, then stepping back inside closing the door behind her.

I sigh and slide off the car, my bare feet setting against the warm concrete of the driveway, grabbing my sketch book and placing it firmly under my arm as I stroll back to the house. Once I get inside I go straight to my room that has a full bed placed in the corner of the room, fairy lights stringed across the ceiling leaving a soft light glow filling the room, with star drawings pinned to my one wall and posters of bands on the other side. It's not much but it makes me happy.

I pick up my book "North of Beauty" off my night stand beside my bed, that is cluttered with water bottles, pencils, and a small lamp and grab my phone. I connect my head phones and click play to Afraid by the neighborhood.

My step mom steps into my door frame in the middle of chapter 6 to tell me I should get some rest. I nod my head pulling out my ear buds, connecting my phone to its charger, and setting my book back where I had it.

I step into the bathroom across the hall from the bedroom to take a quick shower, then climb into bed at 11:23 I sigh as I know I will regret getting to bed so late in the morning as I shut the lamp light off and curl up into my bed as I fall into a blissful sleep.