Sparks Of Life

Above the sky it rained with pitter patter sounds, every drop coming with another, until life sparkledband took several forms. With the appearance of the rain bow another day was marked, just ike circles on track and every human is just a mortal being obliged to face it each day of his or her life without any exception. Days passed by and others came with a new chapter and a new story of its own.

The chapters are shaped by humans, yet no one can predict what had already been written. That was just fate...

Edward Brownson wasn't an exception either.

Edward Brownson was a business tycoon who had achieved a lot of success in his life. He was quite tall, Well defined body features, beautiful dark obsidian eyes with a beautiful black hair . As one in his early thirties, he had a lot of charm and looked younger than his age.

A year ago he lost his wife and was left alone with his four year old daughter to accompany him in life.

Obliged to face the bitter truth of of his wife's trahison, he still dare not give a bad image of his wife to his daughter. And even if he also had to accept that Clara Brownson wasn't born from his sperm, he'll rather believe the reverse.

He looked towards the little girl praying for eternal peace for a woman who cared less about her. ' That's the innocence of every child and the reason of their purity.' , Edward thought to himself as he turns towards Clara, giving her his hand.

He soon left his past and boarded in a plane with his daughter to begin a new life. With hopes he could find a better Meaning of it.

" Let's go Clara, it's getting late."

The little girl revealed an innocent smile as she gave him her tiny hand and they walked away from the grave yard.

In order to organise his thoughts and relax in a quiet place, Edward decided to keep a low profile by returning to his hometown.

With a job of a teacher, he kept a low profile, but because of his little experience in psychology, many had testified and the school gave him another position to help depressed students in moving on.

It's been morethan three months already, but nothing seemed to change for him. He just looked at the students passing through the school gate with an indifferent expression, their youthfulness reminded him of his youthful days, but he couldn't seem to get any pleasant memory from it.

It reminded him of his past when he was considered the best in every domain. He was loved and aprreciated by all, but even with a whole fan club behind his back, it seemed he was still lonely.

" Mr. Brownson... Mr. Brownson... "

A female voiced shifted him out of his train of thoughts of brought him back to reality.

" Sorry for my impoliteness, but I had to permit myself in when you weren't responding to the knock."

The lady was a young woman of his age who was dressed in a black suite and short skirt slightly above her knee. She had tied her hair into a pony tail with a white ribbon. She had certain charms with a good figure, she looked stern yet obviously using a seduction tactic. He had seen so many girls like her who were willing to grab his attention at all cost, but he wasn't interested and expressionlessly regained his sit.

" Don't bother appologising, I am to be blamed for spacing out a while ago." , Edward said, grabbing a pen and a piece of paper from his table

" It's fine, I just came in to inform you that your schedule had been changed according to your wish and right now you have to attend the students in block 209 B for their statistics lessons."

" Ok, I'll be there inna while. Thanks for the reminder, Mrs. Linda."

" The pleasure is mine , Mr. Brownson. "

Linda said and walked out of Edward's office after little hesitation.

Edward quietly walked to the stated block and met his students. Their faces weren't unfamiliar to him, but he couldn't all recognise them by name. However, he had been able to create a teacher and student bond with all the students. All exept one that always hid behind her class mates and yet distancing herself from them like she was infected with a disease that she didn't want to let it affect others.

She was always present, yet it felt like she's always absent, he doubted if any one noticed her presence, because it took him a whole time to notice her, though her appearance clearly stood out in the crowd. He wanted her to leave the dark, but he was scared his request might only destroy her and he needed to think of other methods to help her, but he couldn't help if his help isn't demanded.

Lessons were over, but he still hasn't achieve anything to understand the isolated girl.

" OK,see you all next class and don't forget to hand over your assignments. Leonelle, you're going to take charge of that." Edward said pointing at the blonde guy in front of him.

" OK sir!"

Edward left, but he took a quick glance at the blonde girl and though far, he could notice her beautiful pair of baby blue eyes reflecting the sea, but no one could tell what those apathetic eyes hid beneath it.

" Heye Whitney, can you...", Whitney was the name another girl called out, though his steps to help her were slow, he was happy to know her name. Edward couldn't quite explain why he had that urge to help Whitney and get close to her, but he just felt that urge silently burning in him.

She occupied his mind till he arrived his office and had the visit of an unexpected guest. It's not like he didn't know her, because he hadn't been expecting the visit of his crazy friend. Rachel Grey was a charming lady with beautiful dark hairs cutting at the shoulders level, brown chocolate eyes, perfect curves and an elegant image of a noble lady, but as Edward said , she was his crazy friend. A childhood friend that he considered as a treasure.

They are many things in life that people search for. They get some and never find some in their toiling. Edward had searched for true love, but he felt himself unlucky; but he was lucky to find a true friendship.

" Rachel!" , Edward said after closing the door with a light bang to alert his friend who seemed engrossed by the lovely antics and decorations.

" Oh, there you are, Edy.", Rachel said with a bright smile on her face as he approached her.

" It's been long."

" You can say that again, Edy..."

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Oh my, what a mystery, who is Whitney and why does Edward have an urge to help her even being ignorant about her world? But would he be able to do so...

Read the next episode to get your answer.

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