I'm Sparky. A 7 year old child who noted to be quite an introverted person. I dislike talking to people who I don't know and I usually lock myself up in a room. Due to that, I only have a few who I consider as friends. One of them is Scar.
I'm Scar. A 7 year old child who is the complete opposite of Sparky. I'm much more of a outgoing and carefree person. I love exploring new things and new people. Therefore, I am (*scratches head*) quite a popular person in school.
"Hey why is he always alone?"
"Should we talk to him?"
"Nah, he seems a little creepy...."
said several classmates of Sparky and Scar.
Sparky sat on his seat quietly, fidgeting with his pencil. Sparky pulled the hat of his hoodie up and covered his face. He continued to draw his comics. That was the only thing that kept him in joy and fun. Sparky loved drawing. He has an incredibly creative mind when it comes to creating something he likes.
"Hey! What'cha doing?"
Sparky raised his head up to see who was talking to him. It was a kid from his class. "What was his name again...?" questioned Sparky in his mind as he looked at the kid. "Why is he talking to me...?" he continued to question himself.
"I-I am drawing some comics...."
"Woah! These are some nice drawings!"
"T-Thanks..."
"Hey do you mind if I join you? The name is Scar!"
Sparky thought for a moment before agreeing to him. Scar pulled a chair over to Sparky and they started to draw together. Sparky taught Scar how to make his own comics. He remodelled some of the drawing that Scar drew and turned them into comic characters. Scar looked and read every single panel of the comic that Sparky drew. They talked and smiled throughout the whole drawing process.
"Hey look! Scar is talking to that weird guy."
"Yea he is..."
"Why would he talk to him..."
Said several people from the back of the classroom.
"Hey, aren't you bothered by it?" asked Scar in curiosity.
"Well, I don't know them anyways..." replied Sparky as he continued to doodle.
After school, Sparky ran out of the classroom as quick as he could. Scar who was packing his things, looked at Sparky in wonder. Nevertheless, he ignored it and carried his backpack before walking out of the classroom.
Scar was walking back towards his house when he noticed Sparky who was by the Street Piano. He stood from afar as he continued to observe Sparky. On the other hand, Sparky pulled out a small book from his backpack and flipped through it before putting it back. He placed a hat on the ground, sat on the piano seat and placed his fingers on the piano keys.
He started to press them, keys after keys, producing an entrancing melody. It was as if the notes started to dance in the air. It was as if colours began to appear among the monotonous street. Many turned to look at him. Many had their eyes glued at him.
Scar began to walk towards Sparky's direction unconsciously. He stood among the crowds who had their feet all rooted towards the ground. The music was overwhelming. Although the piano was slightly out of tune, all the notes were full of impact. Sparky who was in the middle of the circle, shined like the Sun.
For a 7 year old child to be able to play such amazing melody, Sparky was considered to be a genius in piano. With a smile on his face, he stopped playing the piano, stood up from the seat and bowed to the audiences. Everyone cheered with joy and clapped their hands. Many placed several bills and tossed coins into the hat that was on the ground. Sparky's legs began to shake a little and he began to fidget with his fingers as he realised how big the crowd was.
Soon enough, the crowd began to disperse. Sparky let out a sigh of relief before collecting everything and after that, he headed home. He did not notice Scar who was spectating him the whole time.
"Wow.... who knew he had such talents..." thought Scar in his mind. "But, I wonder why is he alone every time...." Scar continued his thoughts.
A few days passed and Scar noticed that Sparky was always performing using the Street Piano and collecting money. One evening, he decided to stop Sparky before Sparky was about to head home. Stunned by the sight of Scar, Sparky looked at him blankly.
"Hey I got a few questions.. Do you mind answering them?"
Sparky nodded his head and Scar brought him over to a nearby playground. Sparky sat on one of the benches as Scar pressed a few buttons on the vending machine. Two cans of drinks dropped down and Scar gave Sparky one of them.
"Why do you always keep yourself away from everyone? Why is it that you are always alone? Where are your parents?" questioned Scar.
" Haha, I knew it was going to be these questions." said Sparky. "I wonder where are they too.. 2 years ago, I was told that they went away to a far away land. I live with my aunt. She has many things to do as well so she doesn't really have time for me. I was told that I need to think like an adult. I wonder what does that mean..." he continued. " Everyone looks scary so I prefer to be by myself. Its quite lonely though..."
Scar looked at him and said, "Well, that doesn't mean that you are alone right!". He jumped up from the bench and pointed towards the sky. Well, your parents are somewhere in this world! They must miss you a lot! I don't think they will want you to feel lonely!"
Sparky stared at him and smiled. "Hey! What do you think, you can come over to my house for dinner after school every day! My parents wouldn't mind! I guess!" said Scar as he turned over to Sparky.
"I'm not sure about that... I need to get money to so I can get the things that I need..." said Sparky. Scar thought for a moment and said, "Ah! How about this.. You come and teach me after school everyday since your grades are always at the top anyways. I'll get my parents to give you money as payment! Im sure that it would be wayyyy higher than what you get everyday! What do you think?"
"I guess I'll have a go..." replied Sparky. "Its a deal then! We are going to stay friends forever with this and you will never be alone!" said Scar with a huge smile on his face while extending his hand out for a handshake. Sparky replied him with a handshake and that was the beginning of the ultimate tag-team.