Rockstar

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TW: Sad :(


She stood out from the crowd because of her extravagant silver hair that reached as far as her ankles before curing up into little spirals. Her white pupils seemed to change colors in the dim lighting of the train station. She was used to the odd stares from people. Some of the glares were curious or pure interest, others were hostile and disgusted. 

The silver haired girl felt a tug on her sleeve, she winced and looked down. She saw a little girl with long dark and curly hair that rested perfectly on her shoulders and a little red beanie sat on top of her head. The little girl's eyes were a beautiful brown color and were glittered with curiosity; or was it fear? "Hello" the small girl chirped. Her voice was soft. "Hello, is something wrong?" The silver haired lady asked the small girl who was now twiddling with the sleeves of her sweater. The sweater was a soft yellow and there was a white shirt underneath it that showed just around the collar. Just below the sweater was a red skirt that rested below her knees. "Your hair is very pretty." the little girl spoke softly in a British accent, now looking down at her brown shoes. 

The silver haired lady smiled, "Thank you." she said gazing at the small girl who was now smiling, her teeth very white and her eyes squinted through her grin. Just then a voice sounded from a couple feet away, "Tallulah!" It was a tall, lanky man with the same kind of curly dark hair with a red beanie and he had a guitar case on his back. Next to him stood a less tall, blonde man with a green and white striped hat holding a young bow in his arms. The boy had a blue shirt with a yellow duck on it and he had blonde hair as well. 

The two men seemed sad by the way that their smiles drooped. Tallulah ran into the curly haired man's arms and snuggled into his sleeve. "I'll see you soon Tallulah, I promise." He said weakly, his accent wavered, and the little girl now looked up at his face, she had tears running down her cheeks. The man continued to speak, "Take care of abuelito for me, okay?" he smiled sadly, using her sleeve to wipe the young girl's tears. He had a similar type of sweater as the girl, it was a soft yellow with a white shirt underneath that showed at the collar. Except instead of a skirt, he had long dark jeans with patches stitched into them. 

The older blonde man started to speak, "We'll miss you Will, I will take good care of Tallulah I promise." he reached down and patted Tallulah's red beanie. Will nodded and looked at the young boy who was in the older man's arms, "You protect Tallulah, Chayanne, okay? Make sure nobody, especially Quackity, hurts her." Will looked sternly into the boy's eyes. 

Just then there was a sound of a train arriving and Will hugged Tallulah with tears running down his face then began making his way to the train. As he was stepping on the train Tallulah ran and jumped into his arms for one last hug. He whispered something to her ear, and she nodded letting him go. He walked into the train and after a couple seconds he sat next to a window and waved at Tallulah and the group, which the silver haired lady assumed was his family. 

Then the train started to move. Tallulah wiped her tears and ran along the train, "I love you Papi! Go be a rockstar!" She stopped when the train gained too much speed and Tallulah just watched the train disappear, her arms swung at her sides as she trudged back to the blonde man and boy. The silver haired lady had been unknowingly crying during the whole event and she wiped her tears from her face. Just then her train arrived, and she took one last glance at the family who were now all hugging. The little girl cried into the blonde's arms. The lady stepped onto the train and soon her train was leaving the station and leaving the family behind. She felt heartbroken, she didn't even know the family, yet she felt sympathy for them, and she felt like she knew their story. A little girl with a single father who must pursue his dreams even if it meant leaving behind his family.

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Definitely a short one today :)

I hoped you liked it!

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