I was packing my bags for Glasgow, everything I needed or wanted to keep had to come with me, surprisingly, I had very little I wanted to take. I did need to take all my clothes though. I folded all my black tops, thinking of the one I left in the first hotel. The one I wore when I met Daz. I'd been in mostly black that night, black top, leggings and boots. Typical Nina, dress the colour that allows you to camouflage. Be a shadow. I zipped up my case, stopping my flood of memories. I just couldn't wait to get to Glasgow, to leave behind all these memories, and let the beast of hope hop off my back. I dragged the suitcase down the stairs, placing it with the others. Just one of many, just like I would soon be.
We were at the station, sitting on the bench. It was just me and aunt Hope. We'd already dropped off our bags, we were ready to go. I have to admit, even I felt ready to finally leave it all behind. My new school had great results, and a superb music program, which was ideal for me, as music was something I enjoyed in school. Our new house was bigger and the neighbourhood was friendly. Aunt Hope's new job had a better pay, and flexible hours. It was going to be not only a fresh start, but a good start too. A happy life awaited me.
"I'm going to go buy a bottle of water, you want anything?" Aunt Hope asked.
"No." I replied, smiling.
I gazed up at the cloudless sky, smiling to myself. The colours were so beautiful, why hadn't I realized that before? Green grass, blue skies, orange sun, why had I been so involved in black? As if on cue, my answer spoke from behind me,
"Did I say I had a thing for blondes? I lied. I much prefer brunettes."