Chapter 6


    Before he could continue, she quickly cut his call and threw her phone on the couch beside her.


    “Ahhh, Melissa what have you done?” She said to herself as she crashed on the sofa.


    She heaved a sigh as she used her hand to cover her head in both disappointment and


    overwhelming emotions of weakness.


    “I don’t know how long I can hold it off anymore… Roxanne, I’m so sorry” She said silently while


    her two hands covered her face.


    Suddenly she started to sob and tears fell from her cheeks uncontrobly. She wouldn’t stop, or


    rather it was that she couldn’t stop the tears which flowed down her cheeks.


    “Oh, what have I done?”


    Roxanne walked to school with her backpack only hung slightly in one part of her shoulder,


    betraying her very distinguished looking outfit. A purple sweater, with tight winter jeans and thick dark


    boots. Her clothes underneath the sweater was grey, though it leaned more toward the white side if she


    was being honest with herself.


    The conversation she had earlier with her mom continued to y in her head.


    “Maybe I was being too hard on mom,” She thought to herself.


    Perhaps it was due to her youthful look, understanding behaviour or very young age, Roxanne


    never really viewed Melissa with high regard as a strict or high reach mother. This caused her to often


    talk to her as though they were equals, which Roxanne knew was wrong, but at this point it was difficult


    for her to change.


    She knew her mother was trying to encourage her in her own little way, but she just didn’t know


    why she always reacted that way.


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    “It''s been this way since dad died” Roxanne mumbled to herself.


    Her father was always closer to her than her mother, a man who also had blue colored hair and


    eyes, same as herself. He would always unt his blue colored hair proudly, even though it was


    beginning to get riddled with grey hairs.


    This gave her confidence, and made her also proudly carry her hair wherever she went. She was


    never embarrassed about her hair colour, and because her eyes matched it, she felt all the more


    special, like her father.


    However, after he died… She lost all of that confidence and pride. As she stared at his corpse


    before he was buried, she saw those very same grey hair. Most of them had turned white and his pale


    face wasn’t smiling as brightly as they did. His stocky look and mannequin-like posture in the casket


    was something she would never forget.


    She always saw herself in her father and as his body was ced six feet under… So was her


    identity in rtion to him, at least his physical traits. She wanted to leave everything behind her, bury


    the sadness and grief she could not seem to empty out. After some months of being miserable, she


    finally had enough. She wanted to get away from it all.


    It seems her mom understood how she felt and so after a suggestion from her grandmother, they


    moved from their previous Hometown and settled in Gravity Falls Oregon, for their new lives. She


    enrolled in a new school, started dying her hair and wearing contact lenses and most importantly… She


    kept to herself and her schedule.


    Over three years had passed since then, and while she had made progress toward her life and


    prospects, she still didn’t feel satisfied. Perhaps that was the reason for her escapades at night. A way


    to fill the void her father’s death left within her.


    So far it was alright for her, she enjoyed it. After the first time, she felt so guilty that she promised


    herself never to try it anymore, but she repeatedly continued until she couldn’t stop.


    No one knew, not her mother, not her best and only friend. Only she knew, as well as thepany


    she had during the time. She brushed those thoughts off and decided to enjoy the scenery to forget the


    thoughts dancing in her head.


    As she looked around, viewing the snowy fields and snow covered houses, she couldn’t help but


    appreciate the winter season. She was not a fan of the cold, but she couldn’t say she disliked the way


    the white colour of the soft balls of ice blended with everything they touched. Plus, she had winter


    break so it couldn’t get any better than that.


    “What am I doing? I should be hurrying to school” She suddenly realised, chiding herself for taking


    her time to slowly appreciate the winter.


    She picked up her pace as she more hurriedly walked to her school, which by the way, wasn’t so


    far from home. After close to ten minutes of walking, she arrived at her destination.


    “Ah. I’m reallyte, aren’t I?” She said, increasing her pace even further.


    Standing in front of the very huge gate, she couldn’t help but let out a little smile. It had only been


    three years since she started attending the school but the view never got old.


    “WELCOME TO ORION HIGH SCHOOL”