The Songs of the Sun and Moon

Cold days

Warning: this chapter contains bullying, minor physical violence, self harm, and suicide bating.

I know I'm coming on strong with this chapter but it is a pivotal one. It digs deep into Luz's mind and shows you guys what she's dealing with.

We gotta do a lil bit of Camila bashing (I do love her btw) for how she treated Luz in season one. She learns don't worry!

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She shouldered her backpack and guitar case as she trudged through the snow on a cold, gloomy Connecticut winters day. The Gravesfield sky was just as colorless as her mood.

Two years ago today, she was thrown through that door, only for it to shut and disappear behind her. Luz Noceda already knew the day was going to be bad when she woke up late for school. Her mother was yelling at her to get up. Not in the cheerful way she used to, no, in a strained and disappointed way.

'Great, another thing she's disappointed in me about..', the teen thought.

She quickly dressed, throwing her signature beanie on (as of late) and a jacket before leaving the house. Luz had stopped bothering to say goodbye to her mom because all she was met with was a forced smile from her.

So here she was, in front of her awful school. And of course, just as luck (or lack there of) would have it, Xavier Jackson should waiting at the top of the steps.

'Fuck..not now.'

"Would you look at this! The Luzer showed up today. Surprised you didn't offer yourself last night, after I told you to", he mocked.

Luz ignored him and walked into the school to her locker. Eda would have wanted her to say something like, "well I'm not very good at following instructions now am I?", or punch him.

Punching him sounded really good.

She unlocked her locker and put unnecessary things into it. The metal box was decorated with many things that reminded her of the Boiling Isles. Drawings of Eda and King, several more of her friends, friends, Willow, Gus, and Amity (more of that last one, but we won't talk about that).

The teen looked at her drawings and her mood sunk deeper. Before she got lost in her thoughts, she shut the door and we threw the crowd to homeroom.

Today would be a long day.

And long it was. She hadn't been so lucky to avoid Xavier and his gang. So far today, she had been shoved at least 30 times, had paint thrown at her back (so now dried paint was stuck to her shirt), had been called several slurs, and tripped in front of the entire school at lunch.

So, no one could really blame her for running out of the school as soon as the bell went off. Back in the cold, she wrapped her jacket tighter around her, walking quickly to the only place that felt safe.

The snow covered path slowly through the wooded area. Once the shabby shack came into view, she breathed a sigh of relief. She walked up the creaky steps and opened the door, which squeaked loudly. Luz had turned the abandoned house into a hang out space for herself. In the past, there had been trash, cobwebs, and an opossum infestation. The first two problems had been easy to deal with, the latter however, not so much.

It took convincing the mother that there was a safer place outside of the shack to move to. Luz had built the opossums their own little cabin (with stolen building materials from a work site a few blocks away; Eda would have been so proud). Once she convinced the mother and they had moved out, Luz got to decorating and improving the space (again with stolen materials).