[ MP ] Go to your music library , hit shuffle , and write about the first song that plays .

The same deadpan stare met blue eyes once more, just like the days before. His fingers ran through the blonde hair, unenthused with the way it settled on the right side of his forehead. The mirror painted white walls, worn out furniture and a wan, anemic boy of fifteen winters. He gave himself another expressionless gaze and moved away from the mirror, and out of his room. 
 
 On his way out of his family's cabin reserved for summers and the clear air of spring, he grabbed a hold of a black, dull bag and threw it around his shoulder. As he walked out into the sunny haze of blooming trees, blossoming flowers and fresh grass, the boy closed his eyes for a few seconds at a time and only opened them to see where he was going. 
 
 The wind grazed his skin. Slowly, he opened his clenched fists and released his tight jaw. No one would care about him here, and he would n't care about anyone either. The shrill cries of seagulls traveled through his ears as he made his way through the forest and down to the lake. He liked their desolate songs, it made him feel at peace. 
 
 Slowly, he set down his boring bag in front of his feet. He rummaged through it as he sat down upon a rock in the shade of a pine, not too far from the water's edge. His hands found a hard notebook and a black pencil with a white eraser at the end. The bindings cracked as he opened it up and brought the pencil to paper. 
 
 If you ask me, that notebook was a thing of beauty, it truly was. The kind of imperturbable beauty that can only be wrought of true self expression. It contained poems of all sorts, from morose to joyous, simple to intricate, meretricious to sincere. And drawings. Sketches of roses, of women from a far and different incarnations of the moon. 
 
 It was the notebook of a boy without a friend in the world. Are friends people that invite you to play football, or are friends people who understand you and help you to understand them? It did n't matter. He had neither.
