Broadshaire School of Arts; the dream of every artist, dancer and musician. When Mary-Kate Thompson gets accepted for a transfer after struggling all year with a loss of a family member, she gladly leaves her life in Australia behind and travels acr...
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Green eyes stared at an upset sky, the shadows falling upon her like a blanket ready to set her to sleep. The sun barely peaked from behind the clouds that kept it captive, breaking once in a while to remind the admirer of its existence. The streets below were stained with black figures travelling along the sidewalk, forever minding their own troubles, their own joy, their own lives. Everyone just kept walking and walking, even if the destination was unclear.
Mary-Kate had always been hopelessly in love with stormy weather. The countless hours of rain would captivate her, the rumbles of lightning brought her joy while the smell of rain had her running out of the house like the smell of alcohol to a man addicted. There was no better aroma than that of rain, or the sensation of droplets colliding with her skin without mercy. She welcomed it all with open arms, feeling her happiest right when everyone fell into the blues of winter.
The boxes filled with her belongings laid around her in an organized mess, waiting patiently for Mary-Kate to leave behind her procrastination and work to put everything in its rightful place, making the apartment look habitable again. In all her nineteen years of life she had never lived away from home and on her very own, a nervous feeling crawling underneath her skin just by looking at all the boxes she had to take care of. So she turned a blind eye once again, convincing herself that tomorrow would be the day everything would get sorted out.
A tiny creature of fluffy grey hair and four legs rubbed against Mary-Kate's legs, purring with pleasure, its tiny belly desiring to be filled with food once again. When Mary-Kate's request for a transfer was accepted and her trip across the world was finalized, leaving Grey behind was something Mary-Kate couldn't come to terms with. He had been her lifeline when she needed one the most, and even the thought of leaving him behind seemed too much to bear. With a cat to fill up the times that she would have nobody to be with, her lonely apartment would turn into a playground for a kitten filled with energy, happiness being found in a creature that barely reached the size of Mary-Kate's hand.
Mary-Kate carefully filled the metal bowl with food, the rattling of the plastic bag sending Grey into a frenzy of excitement. His nose worked hard as he sniffed his food like he always did before deciding it was good enough and started digging in, allowing for Mary-Kate to scratch his head to say goodbye, wishing she could somehow take him with her, even though she knew he valued his alone time as much as he did his food.
"I'll be back before you know it." She smiled as she got up and grabbed her keys, a hop in her step as she exited the apartment and double locked behind her, giving the door a push to make sure it was truly locked.
Her bag filled with freshly washed clothes, pointe shoes, leotards in case the one she was wearing got ripped and all the countless necessities to ensure her survival on her first day was hanging on her side, the long strap crossed across her body. Her umbrella was open above her head like a protective shield against the light rain that had started to form, the droplets of water hitting the plastic with light thuds. Her apartment was only a ten minute walk from Broadshare, her legs seeming like a logical option now that she was able to still use them as a means of transportation before the rain would force her to start taking the bus.
