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Chapter One: Violet
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2021-02-10 15:59:57Past, 4:14 pm, School
I don't know what made me do it, I usually don't but he... he was captivating. That's right. Maybe, it was his hair that made me stop and look a little while longer. Yes. It must've been that standout platinum hair of his that made me grab my camera and snapped a photo of him. I should've checked if the flash was on, I know, but at that instance, I was dumbfounded.
I felt lost in his marvel.
He turned around, noticing how the flash reflected in his violet eyes, looking back at me, he asked, "What... who are you?"
"Lyanna. I'm Lyanna Stuart."
"I see..."
"You look beautiful."
I don't know what I said but he burst out laughing at me and continued, "You're weird, does that usually works for you?"
"Weird how?" I asked confused
"You see beauty in chaos." He walked past me and continued, "Arthur, my name's Arthur Langdon. We'll...meet again."
And I watched as he left. There was something about him that draws me in as if he was a black hole. Maybe he was. I don't know and for the first time in my life, he was a mystery I wished to unlock. For the first time, I actually wanted to do something out of this mediocre life.
I saw him as my escape.
But my day went on as I went home, as usual, no one's home so I invited my closest friend over. He is a popular jock at our school.
"JD, quite nice of you to come without anyone else and that's new." I mocked
He threw his cigarettes outside and opened two can of sodas offering me the other one, he stated, "Oh come on, Ly, I'm bored of her besides the bros are having a party and I'm not in the mood to come since my best friend is going to be all alone again so you owe me for this one."
"Yeah whatever you say."
We played games and watched football and waited for the dawn to come, JD has always been the only one watching for me ever since we were young. I always used to envy him; he has the perfect life, a perfect family, a perfect reputation, and a perfect well-being.
But for JD, he's just some f*ckup guy waiting to throw his future away someday compared to his brothers. I guess we can't really have it all, wanting things most people hate the most about them.
I changed the topic, "Do you know him?" as I showed him the photo I took earlier of the captivating guy I met earlier with his outstanding platinum hair.
JD pats my messy jet black hair like I was a child and mocked me, "Better luck next time kid, that guy's... hmm how do I say this? He's just him, you know what I mean?"
I ignored his remarks and let my mind wander in a far away place. What does he mean by that? I really don't know what he means by that.
Maybe I should've asked before I got myself in this mess.
"Ly? Hey, Lyanna?"
Present, 9:31 am, Hospital
"Ly? Hey, Lyanna?"
I slowly open my eyes showing me a blurry image of JD in front of me, he reeks of cigarettes that it made me cough.
"Oh hey, Ly, sorry 'bout that, rough night." He stated as he dust off his clothes. My mind could barely process what is happening before my eyes so I stared at him 'til his image became clear, I replied, "JD..."
"Hey Lyanna. How are you feeling?"
"I'm... not sure but I just had a dream about you." I said trying to stitch up the dream I just had.
"Oh really? I'm flattered but that's a bit weird, what was it about?"
"Just... me telling you about a guy, you said he was somehow... uncommon." I stated as if finding what words to say next as I look at the horizon from afar hoping to grasp his silhouette.
JD grinned, "Does this guy has a name? Maybe it's just JD?"
"Arthur."I looked straight at her, curious, "He told me his name's Arthur Langdon. At least that's what I remember."
Suddenly his face dimmed as if I said something wrong, the other athletes along with JD couldn't look straight at me. Their moods suddenly shifts from the mention of his name. Some with disgust remarking, "Stay away from the Langdons. They're hot. Literally."
JD's friends laughed except me. But who was he?
JD cleared his throat and replied without any trace of a smile or mockery, "Enough of that."
None of them said anything, they couldn't. So they left wishing me a speedy recovery. This school year's game was the first and last game of my football career in college, I wasn't able to join the previous years... hmm, I wonder why was that?
Just before JD left, he said, "Ly, I really am glad to see you awake. Stop whining and get well soon. Don't try to force yourself to remember anything. It's better this way."
"What do you mean by that?" I asked
JD was about to say something as he opens his mouth hesitantly but in the end, he decided not to and simply pat my back as he left.
Everyone was acting weird, did they change or did I?
It's so frustrating that I can't understand anything at all. I can't remember. It feels like I forgot something oddly important.
Rather, someone.
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