The day was filled with crystal raindrops. The sun was shielded by the dark, moody clouds. Wondering to space near the brown, vintage window on the second floor of an old, Victorian mansion in South Hamptons was a sixteen-year-old boy. He was wearing a dark blue Penguin “Earl” Polo and a classic denim jeans. His room was filled with poster; from All American Rejects to Plain White T’s.
The bed was a mess and the side tables were filled with magazines; from Masculine to Playboy. The isolated teen was still waiting for a phone call from his special person. He stared at the square, Swatch wall clock and it showed half past three in the evening. He mentally kicked himself to get back to reality and then quickly jumped of the chest near the window where he sat down...
That's just the prologue of the novel. The prologue is called 'New Day'. The first chapter is coming soon and hope you guys like it ;D!