Colourblind

Dark hazel eyes

"Formido care is a...home. Since you currently have no parents we're looking for someone to take you in. If not you can stay here with us. Some children have been with us for over five years. It isn't a bad place. If you don't want to stay there are foster parents always looking to take kids in. As you get older, though, it becomes more difficult.
"There are some students I suggest you keep well clear of. Alex is one of them. She has bright-"

"Blue hair," Caine cut," yea I know. I saw her. She took me up to my room with Carlos."

"Charlene. She's currently undergoing therapy. I suggest you don't call her Carlos around Mr Emric." Veronica said, curtly.

"CARLOS happens to be transgender. And he does not need some crap therapy. Believe me, I know." Caine glowered at her. "I may not be transgender but I promise you, a majority of kids here probably have to keep their identity secret from dicks like Mr Emric. You know? The reason some kids have been kicked out of their homes is because of twats like him. For being different. "

Caine got up and opened the door and signalled for Veronica to leave.

"Caine please, you're overreacting. I don't have anything against people like that it's just, if I refer to Charlene as Carlos I could get fired. Mr Emric is really against things like that." Veronica pleaded. Her lipstick smudged a bit as she bit her lip in anticipation, waiting for Caine's answer."Look, I know you've had a hard day. I'm not trying to relate because what you've been through... Going through is unrelatable."

Caine closed the door and turned to her,"I have an aunt. I don't know where. I don't know who. We visited her when I was four, and I haven't seen her since then. My father's sister. Lives somewhere near the sea. That's the only relative I know of."

Veronica nodded and watched Jay sleeping. "We can arrange some sort of a search. You can join if you want, but we need to get you enrolled in the local school. Not before the funeral.."

School. It seemed so oddly normal yet so alien. After everything...school. Caine had used to like school, but now he found it simply boring and a waste of time. His grades had fallen and he wasn't in any hurry to get them back on track. It wasn't that the people in his school were horrible, in fact they were quite the opposite. He had mixed with the wrong type of people and they had made him realise how much more there was to do than homework and lessons. Skipping school, smoking and generally having a good time with barely a thought on his GCSEs had rubbed off on Caine. He was aware that his grades had disintegrated and was worried about it but made no effort to up them.

Then had come the argument with his mates, about drugs. Caine had refused to try them, not wanting to become like his dad and had screamed at them for trying it. They all said it was fine if he wasn't going to do drugs but had taken offence when Caine had smacked the syringe out of Aaron's hand. Aaron had punched Caine, and said that he wasn't pressuring him because it was 'wrong'. Caine had scoffed in his face and stamped on the syringe.
Two hours later, he'd lost a friend. Two months later, that friend lost his life. Caine wasn't invited to his funeral and things went downhill pretty fast after that. He was stared and goggled at in the corridors, teachers sighed whenever he raised his hand. He was known as the boy who could've stopped Aaron from taking heroin, but didn't. A few days after Aaron had passed away, the school held a special assembly for him and even put his name on a plaque.

RIP Aaron. You will be missed

Caine found this odd, especially considering Aaron had done nothing except skip classes and smoke round the back of school. He had just passed his GCSEs but was definitely not going to get accepted anywhere big. Caine also found this plaque a constant reminder of how he was the Boy who Could've Stopped Aaron from doing Drugs but Didn't.