A/N: Thanks infinity for all the previous support fireflakers, you're the best.
Quesoftheday: If murder was legal for one day, who'd you chose and why?
"Your doctor has told you not to drive, Robert can drive you to wherever you wanna go sweetheart." Dad coos looking at me.
This doctor thingy is making my life hell. They're making me more depressed by treating for some depression disorder. Everybody gets depressed at times, doesn't mean I've to be treated like I'm pregnant.
"But dad I promise I won't go far and I don't want someone to drive me, please?" I stand up in front of the big mirror after tying a high French braid on my hair.
I want to look like someone by this French braid, a person who's signature hairstyle was that, my mum.
"Okay but don't you have to go to the university today?" He asks after I match my slingback black shoes with my black Prada skirt and white 21 forever t-shirt which has some rainbow designs on it.
Yes my father has fulfilled my closet with numerous expensive brands and rejecting them would be just another waste of money. At least he changed those fancy dresses to something I can wear regularly.
"No but I've to go for the final drama rehearsal, the show is tomorrow and I want you to clap for me, like you did when I received not less than two prices every year in school, not for any cultural program obviously." I tell hanging my new Michael Kors white bag pack over my shoulders.
"I will, don't be shy with your father being famous and overly rich like you used to do." He tells planting kisses on both sides of my head.
I giggle and wrap him in a squeaky hug. Sharing love yous, I walk to my car and tell Robert that he can have some leisure time today. Putting myself behind the seatbelts, I start to drive to my destination. I haven't been there since months. I don't forget to buy some white roses from the particular shop on the way.
After a forty minutes' drive, I park the car on a side of the silent road. I put on my black jacket as the weather is cold and so much windy today. It's drizzling from the morning but now it has stopped, thanks to Jesus.
I walk to the white fenced gate and open it with a slight crack sound. Walking past three or four graves, I finally reach to the grave I was looking for.
I look around if anyone's watching me and take out the white roses from my bag when I notice none is here. I kneel down in front of the grave and smile looking at the headstone. I caress my shaky hand gently against it to swipe away the little dust on it.
"Happy birthday Mrs. Roselyn Clifford." I whisper to the grave and look around again if anyone's watching this grown up girl talking to a grave like an eight years toddler.
"I miss you mum and I haven't forgotten to bring white roses for you on your birthday. You know what mum? I've got both dad and Michael back. You're the only one who isn't here." I swallow the lump in my throat and look around again before Looking at the grave.
"I'm leaving you for now but I'll be coming to see you soon. Don't worry. I love you, the most." Blowing a kiss at the grave I rearrange the flowers so that the wind doesn't blow it away sooner.
Walking fast towards my car, I wipe away the tears immediately.
I drive to the church after leaving the graveyard which is just a five minutes ride from there. I light candles and finish my prayers for mum, without dropping any emotional water from my eyes this time.I tap the side button of my mobile to see the time in the lighten screen and decide to take my lunch before going to the drama club. I stop by McDonalds and order a McBurger with fries and sundae cone for me. During my lunch I have a chat with Summer and she tells me the most shocking news of the day. That she's in a relationship with Louis! She gladly tells how happy she's about this and how lucky she's to have Louis as her boyfriend. Louis is so caring and she liked the fact that Louis has introduced her to his family and they cordially accepted her visit.

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Fireflakes- H.S AU
Fanfic*COMPLETED BUT NOT EDITED* She loves snowflakes; soft, white, pure and free as her personality. And he's like fire; ironic, dark and careless about everything without himself. They never meant to be together, but when they collided the whole world...