Prologue
I'm sure that by now you can all guess how my life started. Boring. My name is Greth, which is a Norwegian name meaning Pearl. That's exactly how I would describe myself. Not that I'm pretty like a Pearl, but do you know how pearls are formed? Through constantly irritating the oyster. That is how I would consider that I become who I am, by constantly irritating my parents. It wasn't on purpose, but everything I did bothered them.
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So once I was old enough to move out on my own that's what I did. I moved out of the blank page I called home and into Apple Pie Plains. The Berry Sweetest place I've ever seen. This is me.
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I didn't have a whole lot of money, so I bought myself a nice little house. It was white, of course it was. As much as I wanted color I didn't know how to put color into my life without going overboard.
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The only color for me was in my painting. I could paint all of the color that I dreamed of, and never have to worry about overloading myself. The first thing I bought in Apple Pie Plains was a paint brush (since my parents didn't allow it at home)
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When I got bored of painting I decided to go outside and read the newspaper. That way I could get myself acquainted with the town without embarrasing myself. Unfortunatly I didn't avoid meeting anyone. Well, I wouldn't say unfortunatly.
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"Hi" He said, "I'm Red, and you are?"
"I'm Greth..." I said, embarrassed. I had never liked my name, it always sounded weird when I said it aloud.
"Greth?" He asked.
"Yeah, it means Pearl in Norwegian." I told him.
"Oh. Fitting."
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We talked for a while, and the whole time I had a burning desire to ask if he was dating somebody, but I knew that would be too forward and I resisted.
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I did, however, get up the courage to invite him inside. Though I regretted it, because as long as we were outside I could ignore the fact that my house was so small and plain. But it was too late.
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He seemed apprehensive to come in, which was a sign to me that he had a girlfriend, but he came in nonetheless. He didn't stay long, though.
"It was nice meeting you, Greth." He said, "But I've got to get to work."
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"See you!" He waved, walking out my door.
I didn't say anything, I just watched him leave. I whispered "Bye" after he closed the door.
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I went and laid on my bed. Life in Apple Pie Plains was going to be different, but other than that I had no idea what to expect.
