Nothing bad had ever really happened to her. As a child, she grew up happy, with nicks and bruises from climbing trees, or covered head to toe in dirt. She'd never done anything in her life to deserve to be hit, beaten, yelled at or worse. She'd never done anything to deserve to be discarded like a piece of trash.

So why now, did she feel like nothing more than just that? A lonely piece of trash simply blowing in the wind? Where had things begun to fall apart? What was the first incident to get the ball rolling?

I guess we should start at the beginning, so you understand what's going on. How far back should we start? Oh, I know the perfect place.

It was sixth grade, when Feferi moved from the big city she'd grown to love to a small, almost village like settlement she was to call home for the next eleven years of her life. She hated it, and found it extremely hard to make friends. No one wanted to be friends with the 'New Girl.' No one understood her. To them, she was this brightly coloured object, which seemed to have no distinct personality, and no initiative to get to know people. In class, she was quiet and would shuffle over to the teachers desk to ask questions, instead of getting to know the people around her. Slowly, Feferi begain to hate school. It wasn't how she remembered it, where she was always loud and rambunctious, giggling at every little thing, making jokes about the teachers or the lessons. What was she now? That girl who sat in the corner of the lunchroom, all alone, eating with no one, simply pushing her food around, staring at it. That is, until someone finally decided to give her a chance.

It was almost the end of the year. She'd spent three gruelling months by herself, wandering the halls of the school, crying alone to herself in the bathroom during breaks or lunch. This would be her first friend, and with it, came many more. "Hey, I'm Kanaya. You're uhm...oh shoot, what did Mrs. Fenn say this morning..." Feferi looked up, a little shocked, from her work. She was pouring herself over a math question she just couldn't seem to wrap her head around. They wanted her to multiply by nine. She had problems with such un-even numbers like this.

"Feferi! That was it!" Kanaya said, her voice breaking slightly as it reached an unfamiliar octave. She slammed her fist into the palm of her other hand, beaming as she remembered the name. Her eyes lowered to meet Feferi's, a grin spreading across her face. "Wanna eat lunch with me today?"

Feferi looked around slowly for a moment. Was someone setting this girl up? Were they attempting to riddicule her again? Or...was she being serious. She was alone in the classroom, minus the girl. Mrs. Fenn had started letting her eat in the classroom while she worked on homework, since she usually ate alone. "Oh, but you're doing homework aren't you? Well, how about hanging out after school? This new arcade opened up just down the street. I was planning on going, but if-"

"No. I'll come eat with you." Feferi said, her voice whispy and slighly high pitched as she frantically started to clean up her desk, shoving the papers deep inside before scooping up her food. "I hate the nine's time tables anyways." She stood, then her heart fell. This girl-Uhm...Kanaya-was staring at her with such wide eyes. Maybe she had been joking around. "I-is something...wrong?" Feferi bit lightly on the inside of her bottom lip, getting ready for the laughing, the pain that would come when she asked if she thought she was serious.

"I didn't think...you had such a nice voice." Kanaya finally breathed. "Its..." She trailed off, looking away for a moment. "It's really nice. You should talk more in class. I'd like to hear your voice more when we do popcorn reading." She smiled down at Feferi, making her realize she was about a head taller than her. It made her feel really small and feeble. "C'mon, I'll show you to a few of my friends. It's a small group, but I think you'll like them." Kanaya took hold of Feferi's wrist, careful not to pull it too hard, causing her to drop her food.

The lunchroom was very loud. It was the gym, and all the kids in the school ate in it. Feferi wasn't quite use to the sound. She prefered quiet to noise. Her eyes begain to dart around frantically. She still wasn't beliving what Kanaya was telling her. Somewhere in this room, a group of kids would burst out laughing, shouting things like "She really came?" and Feferi would feel the sting of their words as they lashed out at her. She would feel alone again. "There they are." She pointed off to a corner where two other people sat, laughing at eachother, sandwhiches held up midair. One was a boy, the other a girl. They raced carefully through the crowd of people sitting on the floor to the nameless two, Kanaya quickly taking a spot beside the boy, before patting the empty spot on the floor for Feferi.

"Guys, this was the girl I was talking about. This is Feferi. Feferi, Karkat," She motioned to the boy, who gave a half nod to her as he bit into his sandwhich. "and Terezi. She's blind. You probably see her sleeping in class a lot."

"I'm not blind. I can see, just not that well. I just choose not to use my eyes as often as you two." Terezi said, looking directly at Kanaya. Feferi leaned in slightly to get a good look at her, and her eyes flicked in her direction, making Feferi jump back. They were a very pale blue colour, almost like someone attempted to paint them white or grey.

"How is that-" Feferi started. She wasn't exactly cut off, she just didn't really know how to finish it. Terezi spoke up quick enough to make it seem like she'd been cut off though.

"I can see if there's a really bright light shining on something. Well, I can see lights anyways. Its a rare form of blindness, where you don't go completely blind. So, when something gets infront of my light source, I know its there." Terezi explained. "Sadly, in the gym, there's very little light, so its hard for me to accuratly figure out where people are. Unless they talk."

"Then how did you know I was looking at you." Feferi asked confused.

Terezi pointed to Feferi's lap, or close enough to it. Her finger was pointing just slightly right of her knee, almost to the wall. "The bag in your lap. When you leaned forwards, or moved or whatever, I heard it, so I instinctively moved my eyes in that direction."

Feferi looked down, not quite processing this, and realized that Terezi was right. She'd brought a bag for any trash she needed to throw out. "Oh. Right. Silly me." Feferi giggled a little nervously. "Terezi, Karkat, Kanaya." The words were soft on her tougne as she pointed to each of the new faces in her life, attempting to remember their names and what they looked like.

"Feferi." Terezi said with a grin on her face, pointing a little higher this time, as if pointing out who she was. "I'll remember you. You have a nice voice."

That was the second time someone had mentioned that. Was it really that nice? She didn't care all that much though, because suddenly she felt like she belonged in this place. Like everything was sugar and rainbows and wonderful all at the same time. For once, she didn't mind actually eating her lunch instead of just pushing it around and staring absentmindly at it, mind else where for the moment.

These new people, her new friends, she truely enjoyed them. Terezi was loud and like to talk. Her voice was raspy but it really seemed to fit her. Karkat was tolerable. He had one of those personalities that took a while to get use to. Rough around the edges and all the way through sort of things. And Kanaya? She was so nice. She listened to everything her friends had to say, trying to stay within all the conversations so as to not make anyone feel left out. They talked about things they hated, about going to the arcade after school, younger siblings, older siblings, everything.

"Mum! Mum! Guess what happened today!" Feferi screatched as she rushed into the house, dropping her bag by the door as she kicked off her shoes. Her mother leaned away from the kitchen sink, eye brow cocked as she studied her daugher. She hadn't seen or heard such an emotion from her since they moved, but Feferi didn't keep still. She was running around the house, babbling away. "I met a new friend today! Three of them. Ones a boy and he's kind of mean, but a good mean. He doesn't tease people, he just...he's distant. Oh, and one of my friends is blind, but she can see lights. I don't understand how that works, so I tried not asking. She still wears glasses, so maybe they're special and that's why they help." She pushed a drawer closed, then raced upstairs.

Now her mom was baffled. After three long months, she'd finally decided to make friends? And what was she so excited about that she was running around the house. "That sounds nice. What about the third one?" Her mother called up to her, resuming her dishwashing duties. There was a quick pounding of footsteps as Feferi came racing back down the stairs into the kitchen, swinging around the corner and almost running into the coffee table.

"That ones Kanaya. She's really nice. She's quiet though, kind of like me, just...quiet." Feferi's mom laughed. She sure had a way of describing things didn't she? "Anyways, they're waiting for me outside. I told them I was running in to get my money and drop my stuff off." Now her mother was on alert.

"Why do you need money?" She questioned, putting the dish she was washing back into the sink.

"We're going to the new arcade that opened up. Its just down the street from the school." Now Feferi slowed down, one foot half into her shoe as she straightened up.

"They're not just trying to get money out of you?"

"I only grabbed ten dollars. I don't think I'll need more than that. We were just going to go play some video games and check it out." Feferi's voice wasn't as lively as it had been moments earlier. Now she sounded sad, almost hurt.

"I'm just checking. You know I don't want you to get hurt right? I just...wanted to make sure they weren't making you do anything you didn't want to." Her mother nodded, turning back to the sink. "I want you home by six. That's when supper will be ready."

"Alright! Wait, what about six-thirty? Is that okay?" Feferi asked, pushing her foot into her shoe and hastily pushing on the other before she stopped at the door.

"But no later. Even a second past that and you're in trouble." Her mother was stern. She didn't allow too many lea-ways with things. She believed the best way to teach obediance and rules was to be strict. So far, it seemed to be working.

"Alright, I'll be back before six-thirty. Thanks mum!" Feferi called, wrenching open the front door and dashing out.

But I don't think this is where the bad things started to happen. Or maybe this was simply the calm before the storm? The warning of what was to come?