Black Rose

Chapter I

The bright white morning light would creep through the dark purple almost black drapes in the room of a young shirtless boy slumbering in his bed. The boy laying in the bed had curly black hair with skin the color of a caramel apple. The sun light would slowly claw it's way up the bed side and rest onto the boys closed eye lids causing the boy to wake from his sleep. His eyes a deep dark brown almost black would dart around the room before he would sit up and let a deep yawn escape from his opened mouth. Rubbing his eyes he would sit there and process where he was at and remembering he had fallen asleep the night before in his bed that stood a few feet from the floors. He would Shuffle over to the window and draw back the dark purple drapes to let the light brighten up his room. On his walls were paintings of famous people like Bob Marley, Martin Luther King Jr, and so on. He would sit at the desk scratching his head, on his desk there rested a drawing sheet and the start of a person's face and shoulders formed on the paper, the thin dark lines were drawn with care. Picking up the pencil he would begin to draw the facial features of this person, drawing the ears, the nose followed by the eyes. He would look at it as he smiled with delight before he put the pencil in a cup where there were other drawing utensils. Standing up he would stretch out and then yawn loudly before he would move over to his closet to get ready for the day. Pulling out clothes he would briskly walk over to the bathroom and turn on the shower to wash up. After a while in the bathroom he came out in a black shirt that had the words Suck it on the front with a hand flipping off the world below it, he wore black jeans with black boots on his feet, Walking downstairs he would go to the kitchen and grab an apple but he wouldn't eat it. He would give it to his little sister who was up early that morning watching cartoons in the living room. He would walk towards the door and push it open before he stepped through and closed it behind him. It was hot, too hot to be wearing what he was wearing outside so he sighed softly turning back to the door he would open it and walk inside. Going straight to his room he changed out of his jeans into some black basketball shorts and put on normal shoes. Leaving the house once again he would walk a few paces towards where his lawn ended and noticed that a few houses down on the other side of the street people were moving in. He caught a glimpse of a man and a woman who seemed to be his wife carrying in luggage. He was curious as to who these strangers were so he walked down his side of the street and watched as the couple came in and out of the house then the woman spoke in a loud voice to a person who was sitting in the dark red car parked next to the moving truck
"Alexa get out and help carry stuff inside."
The person would get out of the car, it was a female wearing a hoodie and black jeans with some black shoes. She had skin pale like the moon and hair a reddish orange, of course it was obvious she dyed her hair but when he seen her he felt like she was the most gorgeous thing he'd ever lay his eyes on in his life. His heart quickly thumped as his eyes followed the girl. He caught a glimpse of her blue eyes and they sent him into a slight trance. This girl looked like she was no younger than 15. She was short maybe 5'1 at least. The parents of the girl had noticed him standing there for quite some time and the father would call out to him. "Excuse me, would you mind helping us bring some of this stuff inside? It's hot out and we could use the extra help."
The father's voice had snapped the boy out of the trance and he was a bit surprised but he responded with his deep yet smooth voice "Uhm. Ya sure."
He would glance at the father and mother then the girl and quickly walked over to start helping unload some of the stuff. After the truck was unloaded the father would thank The boy. "Thanks for the help! Me and my wife Maria would have been doing this for far longer if it was just the two of us. My name is Johnathan Michele, and the girl who was being a lazy bum is our daughter Alexa." He would chuckle when he called her a lazy bum which in turn made the boy chuckle. He had forgotten his manners when speaking to an adult but he quickly remembered them once again "My name is Kemuri Kioski.... I live three houses down from you guys on the other side of the street." After talking for a while Kemuri would walk off to go down to the beach where he caught a glimpse of the girl looking out of her window on the second floor. The house was the biggest on the block with vines reaching up the sides of the house. It was a white house with a brown door. The day was still young. He would walk to his friend  house to get him out to the beach. Nathan was a lazy bum but he managed to drag him literally out of bed and got him to get ready for the beach. After they went to the beach they would talk about the new family that had just moved to the block, Nathan said that they were trouble for the both of them but at the time Kemuri didn't understand but he would soon understand what he meant by trouble.