Mrs. Talbot showed me to my room on the girl's side of the Lyle house. She had explained to me the rules and the schedule of the house. The only thing that I was looking forward to was going to breakfast in my PJs. Mrs. Talbot opened a painted white door. The room on the other side wasn't very large. It had a single bed and a desk for the homework that Ms. Wang, the teacher, assigned. There was a window that was facing the backyard of the house.
"I hope you enjoy it here," Mrs. Talbot smiled sweetly and left me to attend other business. I walked into the room and set down my luggage, which wasn't much, only two bags. I closed the door and moved my bags to the bed. I sat on the white bed sheets and started looking through the smaller bag.
When I found the chime bracelet I was looking for I held in the sunlight coming from the window. The bracelet shined its natural golden color that reflected off the walls. I put the bracelet on my right hand and checked my Tweety bird watch. It was almost six, that meant dinner.
I went over to the door and opened it. The hallway was quiet as well as empty. I closed my door when I stepped into the hallway. I remembered the way to the dining room, which Mrs. Talbot had quickly passed on my tour of the house. I swiftly descended the stairs and went into the dining room, where Mrs. Talbot and the other nurse, Miss Van Drop, were setting the dinner on the table. It didn't look very good; it looked more like old people's food.
I decided to just take a seat and wait for the other residents to come. I sat with my back facing the window. I had clear view of both doors that led into the dining room. I started to remember the past, while I waited.
I remembered my father's face, when I had told him I thought I could control air. He looked at me with a disgusted face when I tried to explain to him. He had called some people who had come later and had a needle put in me. After that I remember, going to sleep. I had woken up in a hospital bed and then moved here in a snap. I was brought out of my past when a big guy came in from the boy's side, followed by a smaller boy.
The bulky guy had dark hair hanging over his eyes and acne all over his face.
The smaller boy had almond shaped eyes and blonde hair. They sat diagonal from me. A few seconds later three girls came in. One had smooth blonde hair, the other had short black hair, and the last girl was dark skinned with beautiful dark curls. The blonde girl sat next to me and the coppered skin girl sat across me, next to the small boy. The short haired girl sat next to the dark skinned girl, but with an angry face.
Shortly after another boy, with light brown hair, came in playing a PSP and sat next to the bulky guy. Mrs. Talbot approached the table, with Ms. Van Drop next to her.
"Okay, children. As you can see we have a new member to our house. Would you like to introduce yourself, Ares?" Mrs. Talbot asked me. I wanted to roll my eyes and say, you already said my name so there is no point anymore, but I bit my tongue and nodded.
"I'm Ares. I hope you don't mind me living here," I politely said. The girl next to me seemed to need to introduce to herself.
"I'm Liz, and that's Tori," she pointed to the short black haired girl.
"I'm Rachelle, but I prefer to be called Rae," the dark skinned girl said.
"I'm Simon and this is my brother Derek," the smaller guy said, and then pointed to the bulky guy next to him.
"Peter," was the only thing that the light browned hair guy said. After they all introduced themselves, Derek started to eat his dinner. Or more like swallow. The others started to eat as well. Mrs. Talbot and Miss Van Drop seemed to decide that everything was going well and left. Liz started asking me questions.
"What's your favorite color?" she started.
"Teal, like the wind" I answered.
"That's a unique name, Ares," Liz said.
"I was named after the Greek god of war and chaos," I explained.
"May I ask why?" Liz asked.
"My dad said that it seemed to fit me. He and my mom named me two weeks after I was born and it seemed like I liked to cause chaos in the house as a baby," I told her.
"So are you in here because of that?" Rae asked, curious of my response. The table quieted down, waiting for my answer, except Derek. He kept eating. I shook my head.
"No. I'm here because my father thought I was an alcoholic and had bipolar," I answered with no problem.
"Why did he think that?" Tori asked in an uninterested tone, but I knew she was interested in my answer.
"I kind of told him that-" I shut my mouth when I saw Mrs. Talbot come in. We weren't suppose to say what 'illness' we had, never the less tell the reason we were in here. Personally, I had no problem saying what illness I had because I know I don't have it. Adults just don't understand, so they have to think that your wacko if you are thought of controlling wind. I sighed and started eating.