The Uncloudy Day

Marisol took the stairs up to the third floor two at a time. She was wearing all black as usual. A plain black short sleeved t-shirt and dark blue jeans. She had a book, Persuasions by Jane Austen, in her hand.

She looked down the hall way, then opened a door. It was devoid of any furniture, but the window was big, and plenty of sun shone through. She sat down on the floor and stared out. It was a perfectly sunny day, hardly any clouds at all.

She thought of Dev for a brief second. She hadn't seen him since the dance. Not surprised. I knew he only asked me to be nice. She glared at her moss-hued skin. Cursed...

If she didn't have green skin, she'd probably have friends. And possibly even a boyfriend. Possibly even Dev...

But then again, if she wasn't green she would possibly still be at home, and she'd never have met Dev in the first place. Though that might have been a good thing...

The teenage girl shook the thoughts out of her head and opened her book. She started reading, slowly becoming unaware of her surroundings altogether, and totally immersed in the words.

Marisol screamed and the book flew out of her hands and hit him in the face. Her lips formed an 'o' when she saw it was Dev.

"Oh! Are you okay?" She asked, standing up and retrieving her book. She sat back down and held the book tightly.

She closed her eyes, trying to regain her composure. "What are you doing up here anyway? Stalking me?" She said the last part sarcastically.

She looked at him and her sarcastic mood started to dissapear. She glanced away quickly and went back to being indifferent.

Marisol groaned and rolled her eyes. But inside she was pleased. "Oh please! You don't have to lie." She replied.

She told herself he was just saying it to be nice. Because guys like him didn't like girls like her. Or think they were pretty.

She looked down at the book on her lap shyly.

Marisol's cheeks turned red. "Yeah. I'm sure. You need your eyes checked." She said seriously.

Marisol smiled. "Well, I was trying to read, but this annoying guy came in and started talking to me, so now I'm just sitting here." Her voice was teasing.

"Meanie."

Marisol rolled her eyes. "Oh suck it up! Be a man!" She teased.

She snatched her book away. "It is terrible." She agreed. "But I like it anyway. It's kind of sadistic...I like sadistic books."

She shrugged. "So what were you doing here anyway?" She asked.