Wonderland's second: Jaimie
Chapter one: Odd Morning
Jamie woke up to the sound of the gonging of chimes from the parlor down stairs. It was seven o' clock, time for
breakfast. She slunk herself out of her bed and dragged her feet on the ground all of the way to her bathroom. As she
looked in the mirror, she saw that her long, red hair was knotted and mangled from tossing and turning in her bed in
the night.
"Oh, well," she said sleepily, "I shall do my hair later, after breakfast, perhaps." But she paused in thought, then
smiled, pulling her hair into a mass at the back of her head and held her headup, with her nose in the air, " 'It is very
improper for hair to be untidy in any fashion, especially for fine ladies'," she quoted her mother giggling. She painfully
brushed her hair, got on her clothes, and headed for the stairs. When she got there, she stopped. Oh, she wished she
could slide down the banister! When mother wasn't around and it was just she and her grandmother, she could go down
the stairs however she wished. But now was no time to slide down the banister, her mother was here and she would
surly get in trouble. She looked down the stairs and saw how steep they were. Then closed her eyes and took one step
onto the first stair, but in her mind, she was on a tightrope that was much, much too high. She saw the rest of the rope
ahead of her, a long, thin wire, and she could fall of and it might go on forever. She took another step, a little unstable.
As she made her way along the tightrope, she could hear the roar of the crowd, smell the scent of…sausage? Her
tightrope and the crowd were gone with the opening of her eyes. She sighed and shuffled over to the dining table which
was set for five: her Mother, Riona;her Grandmother Alice; her older brotherJonathan her little sister, Amorette and
herself. As she shuffled over to the breakfast table, she realized that something was wrong… no one was there, and the scent of sausage was left from the frying pan. When she walked into the parlor she saw that it was already noon,
her family had already gone out for the day. But how had they forgotten her? It wasn't like there were a lot of them to
keep track of…. At least she got out of it. She hated going on outings with her mother. So she decided she would take
advantage of this awkward situation and went back to her bed room, took her hair out of the painful bun it was in, and
put on her weekend clothes instead of her uncomfortable outing clothes. First, she decided, she would readthe book
that her mother forbid her to read, her fantasy book. How she loved to read! It was her favorite thing to do on sunny
days, it took her anywhere and everywhere. But her mother, being the way she was, thought it was 'improper to read
such fictional rubbish', so she
got all of her books from her grandmother, whom Jamie was more similar to in both personality and looks. So for an
hour or so she sat on the window seat with the red cushion, where sunlight spilled in like
butter Then the house got quite stuffy, and so she went out side, which was just as nice. She jogged over to the tree
where the grass was softest, perfect for sitting, although her mother would never stand for ground sitting, so she would
gladly sit on the ground for that reason. The tree was now over one-hundred years old, there before her grandmother.
After reading her book for a while she became drowsy, and noticed that her book started to loose sense. Some words
became colors and some were lust plain odd and jumbled the rest of the book. Then she heard a rustling in the far
bushes. She squinted and saw that it was something very peculiar: A white rabbit in a waistcoat