The girl with the blue umbrella||✔

Two

After my encounter with the girl yesterday, I decided that I was going to talk to her today. I made up my mind that I wasn't going to run away this time around. I wasn't going to creep her out. I would just approach her slowly and perhaps explain what happened yesterday.

I had practiced what I would say, tons of times in the mirror but still anticipated the end of school so that I would tell her why I ran yesterday.

Walking around the hallways of this school is just sickening in some way because I know that I'll never belong here. I get the feeling that some of the others know it too but they don't say anything about it.

"Martin. That was a good home run yesterday." One of my teachers complimented me. They always do. They expect me to raise the reputation of this school by bringing home the championship cup for the third time. No pressure.

While my friends played and joked around in class, all my thoughts centered on the girl. I didn't even know her name. All I knew was that she went the same school as me. Even if she was right here, in the same venue and area I couldn't see for various reasons.

One: I didn't know her name.
Two: I didn't know what year she was.
Three: I never saw her.

I couldn't understand why I never thought to ask about her. And even if I wanted to, I didn't know much to describe about her to begin with. If I ask about a girl with a blue umbrella, I'll sound crazy.

Classes were the same as usual. My head was filled with thoughts, my usual grin was plastered on my face, the teachers congratulated me about the practice and how I'll bring home the cup for the championship. It was the same as usual.

I couldn't wait until it was lunch time. Baseball, being the main sport for this school has its benefits. For instance, baseball players get all first servings for food and get all the best dishes of the day before any other student. It seemed fair to every other person but I just couldn't comprehend the reason why it had to be that way. Why should that be? I couldn't complain though because I'm only here by luck and I have to be grateful for what I have now.

I struggled to pay attention through all my classes and it was finally lunch period. All my teammates joked around the hallway, causing a ruckus as usual but all I could do was smile at the scene. The usual, normal scene.

At least I had a smile on my face until I received that call. That one call that would change my entire way of thinking. That one call that would change my life. It's funny how the littlest thing can have the greatest impact on someone's life.

"Your mother just had a heart attack." The Doctor said.

I was shocked, I couldn't do anything all I could do was stand and listen as the doctor told me news that would leave me feeling blue forever.

"She is stable now but she won't have much time if this carries on." He added.

Everyone passing by could see that I just received heart shattering news. I excused myself and found my way to the Principal's office. I explained to the news I go to him and asked for permission to leave the school.

He granted me permission but I had to be back in time for baseball practice. That is the only thing he cared about; the pride and reputation of his school. I made my way out of the school premises and practically ran over there.

I met the doctor and he gave me a solemn look. He was aware of all the efforts I had made to prolong my mother's life span. He repeated the same thing that he told me over the phone. She was going to die soon. It wasn't unexpected but it still hurt. It was inevitable but I wish I had the power to heal. I asked to see her and I was granted permission.

My heart broke once again seeing the woman who gave birth to me and brought me into this world. Her face which used to be so full of life and radiant had become deathly thin and pale. I get the same reaction every day I see her. My eyes were filled with tears but I quickly wiped them. She was fast asleep. She looked really peaceful. I didn't even want to wake her up. I couldn't bring myself to do it. I held her thin hands in mine and I could barely feel any flesh, just bones.

My hands swallowed hers while I told her about yesterday. I knew that she was asleep but I always told her about everything that happens to me. I stayed for a while before I finally said my goodbyes for the day.

I kept hoping that some miracle will happen to my mom and she'll get better somehow as I walked back to school. My teammates sent their condolences once I got to the locker room and I composed myself. Once I got on the baseball pitch I was completely distraught and discomposed. I missed one or two balls which was bad as I was the main pitcher. The worst part was that the usual home run I always made broke a class' window.

I was pardoned for the window because I wasn't in the right state of mind. In the shower all I could think of was the girl with the blue umbrella. Perhaps talking to her later today would make me feel better.

I couldn't stop anticipating, seeing her again. I declined my friend's offer for a ride once again and walked all the way to the tree. I was practicing all the things I would tell her once I saw her again. Perhaps she and I could become friends afterwards. I felt myself becoming elated once more.

I got to the oak tree and my eyes searched for a blue umbrella. Unfortunately it wasn't there. I waited for quite sometime to see if it would appear but it never did. I never saw the blue umbrella or the girl who wields it.

The girl with the blue umbrella was not under the oak tree for the first time. And I didn't know that yesterday was the last time that I would ever see her.

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Second chapter yaaaaaaay. I know nothing about baseball.
Thoughts please?

Ayeesha💋