Four Seasons

Winter, Summer, Spring and Autumn. The four seasons, for four boys. 5SOS Pre-fame. Short Story, Quick write.


2. Autumn



"Apparently her mother died in a car accident."

"But that was so long ago, she still acts like it's nothing."

"What's the point she's just her mother's little puppet."

"A robot in human skin."

I'd gotten use to the whispers, it was just a fad with these dumb ass little girls in my school. They enjoyed picking on the people they knew something about. It wasn't a secret when my mother passed. It was a tragedy for our town, seeing as my mother was one of the mayor's top advisers. She knew everyone, and everyone knew her. 

Since her death, I haven't talked much. I took her death the worst next to my dad, but I knew she would be disappointed if I showed any weakness. She was all about tough love. My dad took on more shifts, down at the police station. It was his way of coping with her death. I knew he didn't mean to ignore me, he just couldn't look at me without seeing her. But it has already been three years since then.

Before her death I had very few friends and after I had even less. My one true friend was the video games. After her death I realized how much people actually cared and that all people were only temporary.

I reached up to my neck wrapping my hand around the small sliver diamond necklace my mom gave me for my 13th birthday. I hated hearing what they had to say, but I got over it. I closed my locker and turned around to the the group of girls. They stopped talking immediately, I smiled at them, putting them all in shock. Then I turned and walked away. 

"Autumn Baker?" I turned halfway around to see a guy with bright red hair. I grabbed onto my necklace with my thumb and pointer finger. "Yes?" I said softly. He smiled and stuck his hand out to me. "Hi, I'm Micheal Clifford." I slowly shook his hand. "Hi?" He laughed at my confusion. 

"So quiet yet so clueless. I thought the less you talk the more you notice." He said I clenched my jaw, was he calling me slow? "I'm sorry I didn't mean it that way. I know how smart you are, actually that's kind of why I'm here." He said scratching the back of his head. "Do you think, maybe, you could tutor me?" He smile was hopeful, I stared at him a long moment trying to decide.

 After looking at him for a while, I reached into my bag and pulled out a slip of paper and a pen. I wrote my address on the paper, and held it out to him clicking my pen. "Four o'clock, my house Tuesdays and Thursdays. Unless you have better plans, then I'll see you on time tomorrow." I said he took the piece of paper and looked at it, then looked back up at me. 

"Thank you so much." he said and I laughed a harsh laugh. "Don't thank me until you pass." I said and walked away.



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