Rain

Average

Rose lived a life that some would find average, bland even,  but she never thought much of this. Her life was nothing of excitement nor tragedy, only occasional boredom when there was no work to complete. Every morning Rose would wake up, get changed, brush her teeth, comb her hair, apply her makeup, say a quick goodbye to her mother and father then rush down the street to make it to school on time. Never did Rose object to this or complain about her life,  despite being only small she understood some people would kill for a routine like that and the life she lived. She never had any true friends due to the ones she thought she did leaving her for new, more interesting people after a couple years. While Rose didn't seem to care about this she was aware she drove people away, not even the school teachers wanted to speak to her and the other kids called her 'The Chameleon' due to her skill to blend into the background. Life was like this until one day that flipped Rose's world. After an average day at school,  Rose attempted to open her house door, and upon finding it locked she waited outside and knocked. After almost a hour had passed she decided to confront her neighbors about whether they had seen her parents recently. Rose lived next to a kind elderly couple,  Mrs Walker and Mr Walker,  and she often went to visit them and help around the house. Mrs Walker was the first to open the door. 
"It's lovely to see you again Rosie,  come in.  It's getting rather cold lately,  we have no idea how we're going to deal with the bill this month, it seems like we haven't turned the heating off in weeks"
"Good evening ma'am,  apologies for the late visit but have you seen mama lately?  She's normally here when I get back but she seems to have gone missing. Let me try and see whether there's a drought anywhere that could be making the house any colder"
Rose entered the house and began to check every room for a drought while Mrs Walker whittered on about topics Rose didn't much care for such as darts golf and the weather, she had already forgotten what Rose had asked her.
"Ah, I think I found the problem. This window isn't shutting correctly"
"Oh dear, I think I remember something about a latch going missing. Oh that does remind me, what were you saying about your mother Rose?"
Rose explained the situation while she worked on creating a temporary latch out of spare equipment she found in her bag
"That is strange, shall I phone her for you dear? Perhaps she had to do an extra shift at her work" replied Mrs Walker as she shuffled over to the house phone that sat on the wall collecting dust
"Oh no don't worry about it, I'm sure she'll be back soon enough Ma'am, now let me help prepare your dinner, is Mr Walker still managing to get down to the church every morning?" Rose was already tying up her hair and walking to the kitchen to prepare the elderly couples meal
"Thank you my dear, you are very kind.  Yes Patrick is still managing,  he does take his job as priest very seriously still you know. He will have to retire soon though, the doctor keeps warning him about his hips." Mrs Walker let out a saddened sigh and followed Rose into the kitchen where she sat down and stared out of the window,  making sure to watch out for Rose's mother.