Dusk and Dawn

1 : Blue

My ceiling is blue. Isn't it weird? Ceilings are always white or a pale color but I insisted on painting my ceiling a light shade of blue. The rest of the room is dark blue.

'Why blue, Keira?' mum had asked.

'Because I like blue' my 15-year-old self had simply answered.

Now, 17 and not very innocent, I insist on not going to school today but my mum isn't having it.

"Keira Ione, you will get your ass out of bed." (A/N: Ione is pronounced ee-OH-nee)

"But mum , everyone hates me!" I joke,

"Keira, don't sell me this bullshit , you have Maya." I can hear the smile in her voice,

Our daily routine, her standing outside of my bedroom , screaming at me to get out of bed, and me fucking with her.

"Alright, I'm up." I say, still in bed.

She opens the door, revealing her yeah right expression. Hand on hip, she is tapping her foot on the walnut floor.

"I hate you" I say, slowly getting out of bed,

"I love you more" she kisses my forehead and gets out of my way as I head towards the bathroom.

Our house is relatively small, considering me and my mum are the only ones living here though, it's more than enough. Mum had me when she was 16, so she is actually one of those 'cool' mums that are very young, pretty, and above all able to understand what you're going through and support you. I wish I was like my mum. Not only because of her big blue eyes and golden hair I was always jealous of, but her personality too. I could never be kind and caring, raising a child on my own without any help. All I did was look and act like Robert, the dad I never met. With my dull light brown hair and even more dull brown eyes. Not even the honey , hazel or really dark brown. Just the most plain brown.

I brush my teeth , trying to avoid my reflection in the mirror. Not because I hate looking at myself, I just know I won't like what I'll see and I can't change it, so why bother? I scratch my head and go back to my room, thinking what am I going to wear.

I choose a pair of dark purple jeans and a black shirt. So exciting. I grab my leather jacket and head downstairs.

"I'm out ma" I shout , ready to open the door and walk to school.

"I'm on the phone!" she shouts back so I can hear her, "wait a minute I have to tell you something."

"I'm waiting" I say and leave right away.

I reach in my jacket's left pocket and take out my cigarettes. Lighting one, I start kicking a pebble and decide it will be my companion until I have to get rid of it.

10 minutes and several chuckles from texting Maya later, I reach school. The two somewhat big pale yellow buildings perfectly match this disgustingly sunny day. I notice a group of werewolves circling something or someone and mumbling things I can't catch, worry and disappointment written all over their annoying faces. I roll my eyes and start walking towards my locker.

"What do gay horses eat?" , Maya asks from behind me, knowing I will recognize her voice.

I remember the answer to the joke since she said it yesterday, so I respond with "Haaaaay" and turn around with a duck face in a failed attempt to look fabulous.

"No you homophobic asshole" she grimaces, "it's just hay. Oh my god Keira you can be such a jerk."

"But.." I have a really confused look on my face, "but yesterday...You.. What? I'm not homophobic , you know that!"