Hydrangeas

Hydrangeas

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"It's raining again."I smiled to myself as I laid my head against the window longingly. The coolness from the constant raindrops cold my cheek; it was a nice feeling. Rain sent shivers down my back but I dare not to move. I turned my frame over to gaze longingly to the slow waters that drizzled to the ground in a muddy haven. The hues of my eyes glazed over as I daydreamed of what I'd do later, perhaps jump in the puddles or maybe walk around before heading to the dry home overhead. Either way, I knew I'd enjoy myself.

I groaned and upheaved to lift my backpack to my desk, class was doomed to start shortly cutting my airy thoughts immediately. "Class has begun, please cease any and all talking until the end of the per–" I closed my eyes and let the warmth of my arms relax my head, the teachers voice drowning out as I did so, and the calm pitter patter of the rain silencing the soprano voice of Ms. Merguine. I watched as the colorful array of students sighed and groaned as they pulled out last night's assignments. I turned back to the window to stare in awe, almost catching my complete and utter attention, almost.

"—Ms. Akita," soft thunder rumbled outside, I longed to feel the rain against my palm yet again. "I see you haven't even attempted your homework….again." She sighed and proceeded to bend down to my height; I found school as a whole rather trivial and a waste of a fine day. "I'm worried about you, you don't participate and you refuse to—look at me." She moved my face to hers, her eyes a deep blue full of worry, her lips lifted downwards, and her long salmon hair pushed to the side. I sighed and nodded, I'd heard this speech more than enough in the past year. "I just want you to have a good year but with those grades, I think you might end up failing." I nodded once more, my head in my lap and my ear towards the window, the drizzle calming my senses yet again.

"I understand, thank you." She stood back up after my airy voice caught wind of her ears, a small smile on her face as she proceeded to check my fellow classmates works. I laid my head back down to my cool wooden desk and let the warm feeling of ignorance roam my mind thus allowing me a moment or two of peace.

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"My dear Hydrangea? Where are you now?"

I shot up from my seat in a rush, I felt as though someone was calling my name but I ignored it. For better or for worse, I felt as though it was a good time to awaken from such an empty dream. "I wonder where everyone has gone…" I lifted up slowly and gazed outside the classrooms gray window, the night air and the dreariness of rain seemed to let go of it once I'd fallen to rest. The cumulonimbus clouds vanished beyond the large mountains of Japan, leaving me to look towards it longingly yet again. "I suppose it would be best if I were to leave." I grabbed my brown satchel and wrapped it around my school uniform, a plain blue and black plaid skirt and a simple white dress shirt that was adorned with a large blue bow; it was time to go home. I pushed in my chair and walked out of the nearly empty classroom, no one paying much head to me as I vanished into the speckled halls that shinned unnaturally bright under the artificial lighting. I walked passed larges clumps of teens, their faces blurred as I passed, none of them taking my fancy, most of them giggling or speaking loudly. I covered my ears and flew down the staircase as if a ghost before making it to the lockers, which incased material items such as shoes, umbrellas, and bags of all sorts. I found mine and turned the rusting lock of silver turning rustic red. After a few twists and turns I'd finally unlocked the locker and pulled out my shoes, the only item I ever needed on days like this. The rain that drizzled throughout my youthful days and nights never seemed to bother me, it was as if cool air was pushing away the humid annoyance of life, it was calming. Although, for once, it was not raining, rather misted.