Justin closed his eyes slowly, breathing in the soothing night air. The bittersweet smell of the rain along with the all-so slight smell of the remains of a burnt forest filled his nostrils, and made their way through his body, tingling his senes. It brought him a feeling of distinct nostalgia, bringing him all the way back to when he first saw her...
Pitter patter, pitter patter.
It was raining that day as well, albeit a lot heavier. The rain fell steadily, flowing intio hte gutter in a steady stream, picking up any loose leaves and rubbish, pushing them along. The birds sweetly chirped to one another, relishing the sudden downpour that they haven't had for weeks. Everyone from Justin's class were huddled outside the classroom, taking relief from the rain under the shelter of the building. He strengthened the grip on his violin case, in fear of it getting knocked over.
Although it was cheap, he treated it like his lifeline, for it was all that he had. It was his friend in times of loneliness, his companion in times of hardship, and his instrument through which he expresses all his emotions. Though at that time, he was still in year 4 of primary school, and so his emotions primarily consisted of nothing much more than the frustration of homework and his sometimes resentment of his parents, though it really never lasted.
He hated crowded areas, especially with people in close proximity of him. He never knew what they were going to do next, or why they always pointlessly tease people about who they like. Really, what was the point in doing that? Can't someone like someone else without being the target of everyone making fun of them? Justin had matured much faster than other children his age, and therefore he never agreed with them on most things. He kept this side of him locked away, however, and was very good with fitting in with everyone, because he knew how to see things from other people's point of view.
The lunch area was filled with the sound of chatter, and if he listened closely, he could pick up small parts of conversations, here and there. Bryan, one of his closest friends at the time, waved and beckoned him over to sit with the group. It was the first week of year 4, and though he knew most of the faces sitting around in a circle, there were still one or two new faces he hadn't seen before, as well as some that he had never talked to. Justin absent-mindedly listened to the casual talk that was going on, trying not to get involved, saying the casual "yeah" where appropriate, and laughing along. Eventually, as it always does, someone in the group suggested they play truth, which inevitably led to asking people who they liked. Justin was never interested in this kind of game, and eventaully dozed off, oblivious of his surroundings.
"Justin. Justin! It's your turn! Hmmmm so who do YOU like?" Obviously annoyed, Justin shifted his eyes upwards to see who had so rudely awoken him. Who doesn't know he never participates in these sorts of activities? Staring straight at him was a large eyed asian girl, wearing glasses and a cheeky smile on her face. He gave her a death stare, but it didn't have any effect on her, was it her first day here?
"Well? Don't tell me you're going to cheat!" Her cheeky smile was still there. In fact, did it just grow wider? What was she made from??
"Ringgggggggggggggggg."
Justin simply ignored her and walked back into the classroom, but something had started to happen. Slowly, but surely, his life would change forever.
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