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Phylicia
People rushed their own feet to the café as they shielded themselves with their own hands and bags. Others were a bit wet when they entered but some others somehow managed to appear dry and neat as if it was just another sunny day.
Phylicia observed them as she frowned at the sight of the floating grey clouds in the sky. She watched the droplets knocked gently to the puddles on the street and sighed when the rain has violently fallen, making the window shrouded with the fog. She touched the window and wiped it to see the sky again but her ears were blessed with the sound of the rain. It sounded so ambient, which was why one of the reasons she loved rain. That was when she was still a kid when nothing is blemished. Now, a rain is naught but the reminder of her despairs.
Shaking her thoughts to stop the past wanting to replay by itself, she took a sip of her cold coffee. The window that she wiped has now covered with a fog when she gave it with a quick glance. The view outside was blurry so she stared at her cake. She felt bitter inside, not really knowing why. Maybe, after all, it was her birthday and she realized that there were so many people in her past lives that had missed her sixteenth birthday.
She sipped the coffee again. It wasn't warm anymore but she didn't mind.
She remained freeze on her seat as she silently watched the cake. She knew she forgot to make a wish but she dared not to do it no more. If she could wish, that would make her foster parents come back to life so she could live her life again in a happily ever after—like before. But would that wish even come true? No. She may not be that wise, but she had grown up by enduring the loss of the people that left her behind, by suffering the days that made her become to this day. She had hated the rain, and she realized she was no longer a kid. She has now reached sixteen, and so many things have changed.
If she wishes again to live in a happily ever after, she'd believe it like a fool. And being a fool wasn't her ultimate goal at this time. She wished to be someone who is strong enough to fight her own battles and to have someone beside her that would support her no matter what happens. She ought to find that someone.
"Hello?"
Her thoughts assuaged by the sound of a stranger's voice.
She glanced at her peripheral vision but she ignored the boy's presence, anyway.
"No. Not today."
She saw him shaking his head slightly as he placed his phone on the table. He looked so pissed off until it started to alter with an inquisitive face as he surveyed the cake.
She felt his stares towards her so she tilted her head to her left side, and saw the boy gazing into her caramel eyes. "Umm, hey?" She began to talk and she realized she took his breath for a second. "Are you.. okay?"
The boy nodded with his jaw set. He took off his gazes at her and started laughing sarcastically as he slicked his hair back with his fingers. She noticed that his disheveled raven hair was wet and then she shifted her eyes secretly to his light brown leather jacket that looked drenched. When she looked back to his face again, she could see the droplets falling to his shoulder from his hair.
