The girl lifted her head up from her crouched knees and looked up at the darkening sky. If she squinted enough, she could make out little bits of snow falling. As they did, they gently nestled onto her cold, blushing cheek. It was winter time now, Christmas break to be exact. Usually girls her age were on vacation someplace much more extravagant like New York City. Most of them though were just with their friends that they had happened to make in their first months as sophomores.
The girl tucked back her head to her knees and exhaled, creating a miniature cloud in front of her face that vanished just as quick. She looked down below, seeing the sidewalk in front of her house and the autumn leaves that her parents still needed to rake away. She was sitting on the roof of her two-story house, alone as she'd been doing for most of her break. The girl wasn't really into making friends. She preferred her thoughts instead. Her mom always told her that if she never made friends, she'd die alone. Thanks mom, the girl thought to herself. I love you too. While thinking this, she tucked her dark brown hair into the thick scarf she was wearing. Her dad was always worried she'd catch a cold.
"Shyanne", called the girl's father. "Where'd you go? We need you inside now." "Oh please, she's probably on the roof again", interjected the girl's mother.
"She better not be," the dad replied. "One of these days she's going to end up hurting herself."
"Hmmph. If she does, maybe it'll wake her up."
"Honey, just relax, please? I'm sure this is just some sort of phase fifteen year old girls her age usually go through. Calm down, ok?"
"A phase? Oh please. How many girls her age are being
uh, Goth?" At that moment, Shyanne chuckled to herself a little bit, for she could hear her parents' little tiff.
Goth? Oh please, like I'm one of those idiots who worship Halloween like a god. Wake up for once in your life, mom.
"Whatever", her dad continued. "She'll show up eventually."
As their little altercation subsided, Shyanne's parents decided to go back into the house as she found herself looking up at the sky. It really was getting dark; she could already make out some stars appearing through the gray-colored clouds.