(Why... Am I Thinking Like This?)

Korri POV

When I wake up, I check my watch,

7:34am

I stand, and am surprised when I notice: Mars isn't there.

I suddenly realize, that...

I kinda WANT to stay.

Here.

People despise me back home....

This would be a fresh start for me, without all the rumors.

I sigh, and walk into the kitchen.

I see Mars at the table again, but now he's eating, with his head propped on his fist.

There's another plate of the same meal; steaming hot.

"Good morning," Mars says quietly, but I can still hear the hoarseness in his voice.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome," he mumbles, his face turning red.

"Yeah, um, can I sit by you?"

"Sure,"

I sit over at the opposite end of the table.

"Well, what do you wanna do?" Mars asks, after an awkward silence.

"What if..." I ponder aloud. "Maybe we could go explore the woods later,"

"That sounds marvelous."

His use of words makes him sound weird, I like it.

After breakfast, and after checking on Lola, we leave.

I gasp. "It's beautiful," I whisper.

The forest is beautifully imperfect. Some of the leaves blue, and other still changing their shade of the color.

Mars looks away. "I agree that it seems that way, but it isn't. Not really, not underneath." He mumbles, and lifts up a sheet of moss to reveal emptiness underneath.

It's completely black.

And empty.

"See?"

I say nothing as he sets the moss back on the ground.

I feel delusional and fuzzy.

We get home-I'm calling it that?-and I just climbed into bed and started to draw.

The weird feeling that I'd felt earlier is gone.

Mars is moody, as normal, and Lola is happy.

I wonder...