Hiya!!! This is kinda a novel, but its also kinda a fanfic (but be assured
I didn't mean for it to be that).I guess I confused you. This story is just
that, a story, not a fanfiction or anything close to that. If it sounds
weird, just tell me, I'll try to clear anything you find strange or just
plain crazy. Also, in the beginning, you'll see that the rock hits Sofie's
head, that is supposed to happen, I know it sounds weird, but its true. Ok,
now on to the disclaimer (if its there.)
DISCLAIMER: I think I put a little bit of Slayers in here, so I'll just say: I DON'T OWN SLAYERS AND I WHISH I DID! Ok, you may go on to read the story.
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I was sitting in Chorus, the back door opened behind me. My eyes were closed as I listened to my instructor.
"Now your going to listen to this song and on the bottom half of your paper write if you think its good or not." He went over to the stereo and turned on the song, just as the men out side started weed whacking. The music played and as I listened, I started to sing the parts I knew; softly, of course.
The song ended and, as my instructor turned off the stereo, a rock came flying through the open door, hitting the me on the back of her head.
"SOFIA!" the whole class screamed as I fell into the darkness.
* * * I awoke some time later, in what I suppose is the Nurses' office. A young girl was watching me face, a sorrowful look on her face. I wondered who this girl was and why she was watching me.
"She's awake!" the girl called. An older woman came up next to her and smiled at me. "So, I see," said the older woman. "Are you alright, Sofia?"
"What?" I asked. Who were these people? What were they going to do to me?
"Sofia? Are you alright?" the older woman asked, putting a hand on my forehead. I smacked her hand away.
"Please, don't touch me!" I almost screamed. I jumped up and dashed for the door, but I was blocked by a young man.
"I'm sorry, Sofia," he said as he held me tightly. I squirmed, but he had a good grip.
"Sofia," the older woman griped my chin, making me look at her, "we're only trying to help you."
"Is that why someone is holding me?!" I snarled, snapping at her fingers. " 'Cause you wanna help me?!"
"Sofia." the younger girl said sadly. "What happened to you?" Tears almost welled up in her eyes and she started to sniffle. The older woman patted her shoulder.
"Its ok, Cat," the older woman said softly. "We'll try to get her back." The younger girl nodded.
'Why are these people so sad?" I thought angrily. 'Do they know me?'
"Sofia." The older woman turned to me. "I am Mrs. Windover, this," she pointed at the young girl, "is Catrina, your best friend. And that," she pointed at the young man, "is Michael."
I just glared at. "Why would I want to know who my kidnappers are?" I snarled.
"Kidnappers?" the young girl, Cat, I suppose, asked, startled. "We didn't kidnap you, you're in school! What's wrong with her?" she asked Mrs. Windover.
"Amnesia, is a possibility." She stroked her chin, and stared at me. I squirmed against Trunks' hold on me.
"Let me go!" I snarled at him. "Put me down!" We, mostly me, of course, were disturbing the classes. People (students and teachers?) were coming down the office. The principal came down personally to see what the problem was.
"Its nothing, sir," Mrs. Windover said. "Ms. Nightmare," she pointed at me, still being held by Michael, "has lost her memory. We're trying to fix that as it is."
"LET ME GO!! PUT ME DOWN!!!" I screamed, struggling with renewed energy, snarling and growling. The principal looked at me with concern as I snapped at Michael's hands and arms. "LET ME GO!!!"
"Sofia," the principal said, sounding truly concerned, "I'm Mr. Pendrick, we're here to help." He tried to take my hand, but I pulled away from him, rudely.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!!!" I screeched, again, fighting back.
"Heather," Michael said, trying to shift me into a one-arm hold so he could turn my head to face him.
"What?!" I screeched.
"Heather?!" Mrs. Windover and Mr. Pendrick said, at the same time.
"Heather," Michael said again, forcing me to look at him. "We're trying to help, we're not going to kidnap you." I don't know if it was his eyes or the way he said it, but I knew I could trust him. I stopped fighting. He let me go, and I just stood there, staring at everyone, eyes wide. What was I supposed to do now?
"Sofia, you may go back to class now," Mrs. Windover said.
"Class?" I asked. "What class?"
"Seminar," Cat said. "I'll take you, after all, we're in the same class." She grinned at me, I didn't know what else to do, so I grinned back.
"Thank you, Catrina," I said. Cat took my hand and pulled me through the throng of prospectors who had come to see what the hubbub was all about. I was rather nervous, but hid it well. Cat stopped in front of one of the.teachers? Well, anyway, talked to her and she led some other students (?) away, Cat and myself following.
"Sofia, its really nice to see your feeling better," the teacher said when we, the teacher, the other students, Cat, and myself, entered a room and sat down.
"Um.yeah," I said, not knowing what else to say.
"We all wanna know," a student sitting next to me said, "what happened?"
"Um." I didn't have to answer, Cat came to my rescue.
"She was bonked on the head in Chorus, and has lost her memory."
"You mean she doesn't know who she is?" many of the students asked simultaneously.
"Well, no, she knows who she is, its just that she doesn't know who we are," Cat answered. I remained uncomfortably silent. What was I supposed to do? Act out and give myself a bad name? I don't think so!!! But wait, isn't that what happened in the Nurses' office? Ok, ok, so I acted on impulse there, but I'm not gonna do it here!!! Too many people!!!
"Sofia? Don't you have something to say?" the teacher asked me. I shook my head, very uncomfortable. I had no idea who this lady was, or who any of the students in the room with me were, not even Cat! I was, of course, terrified.
"Sofia?" Cat asked.
"I'm just a little nervous," I whispered to her. She nodded, seemingly understanding, but I don't think she really did.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! The room's pager went off, alerting the teacher. "Yes?" she asked, pushing a button.
"Mrs. Williams," a voice on the other side said, "Sofia's parents are here to pick her up."
"Yes, thank you, Mrs. Lora," the teacher, Mrs. Williams, I suppose, answered. She released the button and looked at me. "Ms. Nightmare, you may leave." I blinked, wondering who she was talking about.
"Sofia," Cat said, nudging me up, "she's talking to you." Again, I blinked.
"Um.ok," I mumbled. "Could someone take me there, please?"
"Um.yes," Mrs. Williams said, looking around at the class, "uh, who here knows what Sofia's parents look like?" Several boys raised their hands, as well as a few girls, including Cat. "Um.." Mrs. Williams looked at the students, ignoring the boys. "Ms. Parker, please escort Ms. Nightmare to the office." Cat stood and nodded, then turned and smiled at me.
"C'mon, Sofie," she said, pulling me up. I blinked, yet again. She grinned and pulled me through the room and out the door. I suppose she noticed how uneasy I was feeling, because she asked if I was ok.
"Yeah, I'm alright," I answered. "But could you tell me what happened?"
She grinned at me again. "Ok, we were sitting in Chorus, and some guys were whacking some weeds in the back yard and one of 'em, I guess, hit a rock and it came flying through the door and hit you in the back of the head." She looked down at me sadly. "I don't know how that happened."
I nodded, but not entirely understanding. "So, you think I lost my memory, right?"
"You did because you weren't so rude to Mike when you had you memory." She grinned at me again. "I've never seen you fight like that before!"
I just blinked at her, not understanding, again. What was she talking about? Oh, right! I was fighting that kid's hold on me. What was his name again? George? No, it was Michael, right? Oh, well. Why did I fight? I really don't know.maybe I was intimidated by him.we'll really never know, will we?
"Sofia?" Cat asked. "What's wrong?" she stopped mid-stride and turned to look at me, really concerned.
"Nothing," I replied honestly.
"Sofia!" A woman, with golden hair down to her hip and glowing golden eyes, rushed up to me and almost strangled me in a hug. "Oh, my little baby!"
Cat stood back, smiling as she watched. I tried to push the lady off, but she had one strong grip! Soon a man came up behind the lady and sighed in relief. "Oh, Sofia!" he yelled happily. "You're ok!" He grasped me in a hug much less powerful than the woman's. Cat's grin widened.
"Mister and Mrs. Nightmare," she said, after a few moments when my face started to change color, "I hope you realize your killing your daughter." Both of the adults released me immediately.
"I'm so sorry, honey!" the lady said, almost sobbing. "It's just that I was so worried about you!" Now, she started to sob! The man rubbing her back and trying to calm her down.
I looked at them strangely. "Uh, Cat?" I asked her. "Who're these people?"
"These people are your parents," she answered, then grinned at my open- mouth surprise.
"You've got to be kidding me?!" I almost screamed. I lowered my voice considerably, and added, "They're my parents?"
"Yeppers!" Cat said, teasing me. I glared at her. "Be grateful they're hanging on you, my family doesn't give a (*censored*) about me!" She remained grinning, even when she said that little.sentence about her own family. I decided to swerve to another topic. Somewhat.
"Do I have any siblings?" I asked.
The smile dropped from Cat's face as she answered. "Yes, you do, but I really don't want you to meet him in your current predicament. I'll try to get one of his friends to take him for a few days, until you get your memory back." She gripped my shoulder reassuringly, then pushed me back at my parents (?) where they started to strangle me again. Cat shook her head and went back to class.
"Oh, my darling Sofia!" mom (?) sobbed. "Why didn't I see it?! Why couldn't I stop it?!" I was extremely creeped out at her manner. Dad (?) tried to comfort her and hug (?) me at the same time.
"It's ok, honey!" he said. "We can fix this!" He patted the top of my head as he released me, pulling mom (again, ?) away, and allowing me to breathe freely. "C'mon, Sofie," he said, pulling me along with my mom (yet again, ?) outside to the parking lot. He pushed mom (sorry, but: ?) and me into a car. "You'll feel a lot better when we get home, Sofie." He started the car and pulled out, heading.I have no clue where.
* * * We arrived at what I have to assume as my home. It was a really nice place: a big white manor. I wondered why I was being schooled in a public school when it seemed as if we were rich.
"Do you remember anything?" mom asked me. I shook my head. I really didn't remember a single thing about that place, where my room was, or the kitchen, living room, or anything else was for that matter! I felt so helpless.
"You don't?" mom asked, sounding really sad. I shook my head again. She sighed. "Oh, well, we'll try some home remedies when we get inside." She pulled me through the door, dad following. She pulled me to a room I had to, again, assume it was the living room. "Ok, Sofie, I want you to lay down on the couch." She pointed. I wouldn't dare disobey this powerful looking woman, so I laid down. She put her hands over me and started to mouth words, not exactly say them, but.you know, right? Well, any way, I fell asleep and have no clue as to what she did next.
I woke up a few minutes later. "Do you remember who I am, Sofie?" I heard mom say.
I blinked at her. "Where am I?" I asked as I looked around. I saw I was still in the living room, still lying on the couch, and, I supposed, I still didn't have my memory.
"Do you know where your room is?" mom asked more forcefully.
"No," I answered. I heard a groan. I guess whatever mom did didn't work.
"Oh, drat it!" she muttered. "Lay down again, please, dear." I did so. She laid her hands over me again, said the word again, and, like before, I fell asleep.
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(*This time I dreamt, I saw myself laughing and dancing at some sort of get together. I saw Cat, Trunks, and other people: a woman holding a little toddler; a man who had spiky hair and a halo (?) over his head; a young man who looked similar (except he didn't have the halo); another woman with blue hair; a girl who looked similar to her; another guy with black hair, but shorter than the guy with the halo, he didn't have one either; a really.strange looking man (he had blue skin with little pebbles imbedded in there); I saw a short, red-haired lady; a tall blonde swordsman; and a really pretty lady. What the hell is going on? I thought.*)
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I woke, slowly, but surely. "What was that?" I asked no one in particular.
"It worked?" mom asked hopefully.
"What worked?" I asked.
"Did you dream of something? Did you see something with you in it?"
I nodded. "I saw myself at some sort of party."
Mom jumped up, happy, interrupting me, thankfully. "IT WORKED! IT WORKED!"
"What worked?" dad asked, coming in, looking exceedingly curious. I was just confused.
"My spell! It worked!" she continued jumping, grabbing dad and starting to twirl him around. I started to inch away from the two. 'Ok, I don't know them.I'm not related to them.' Part of that, at least, I knew wasn't true.
"OH, YES! IT WORKED!" mom screamed, really creeping me out.I inched farther away.
"What spell was it, dear?" dad asked.
"The Dream spell, why?" she stopped jumping, dancing and yelling, looking dangerously at dad. He backed up, holding up his hands in surrender, and a sweat drop standing out on his forehead.
"I-I was just.uh, wondering, that's all!" he said nervously. I cocked an eyebrow at him.
"Really?" I said, sarcastically. He glared at me and I grinned sweetly at him. So, ok, I'm his daughter, and I'm being cruel to him, but I don't have my memory, remember?
Mom stepped between him and me, glaring at him. "What are you implying, honey?" she snarled.
"N-nothing!" he said, again, holding up his hands, and, again, sweat dropping; grinning. "It's just that you've never had success with that spell!" Mom had a vein pop, then she threw up her arm and dad went flying; I winced.
"Ouch." I said. "Mom, do you know what I saw?"
"Yes, I do, that's when you were younger. Your friend, Cat, invited you to a party and asked you to invite a few of your friends."
I nodded, not quite taking it in. Luckily, someone was at the door and I didn't have to answer her. Dad went and got the door. We heard him talking to someone else. When he came back he had with him Cat. She looked at me concerned.
"Sofie? How're you feeling?" she asked.
I blinked at her. "Oddly enough, I feel fine." She and mom groaned in unison. "What?" I asked.
"Nothing," mom said, sighing. Cat nodded agreement. I was still suspicious. What was going on? Mom grinned at me, I looked at her, not quite believing her or Cat.
"Hello? Earth to Sofia!" Cat yelled in my ear. "Hey!" I yelled back, pushing her away. ...Why are they looking at me like that? I thought.
They started to whisper to each other. Finally, mom looked up and smiled. "You're getting your memory back!" she said happily. Cat grinned as well. Me? I was as confused as ever! What were they talking about?! I looked at them as if they were crazy, which is what they seemed to me.
"What?" I asked. Really! I didn't know what the *hello!* they were talking about!
"You," Cat said slowly, pointing at me. "Are. Getting. Your. Memory. Back." I blinked at her.
"Huh?"
Cat sweatdropped. "Never mind."
'I'm lost!' I wanted to shout. 'What are you talking about?!' Instead, I settled for looking puzzled.
"Your just messing with me, aren't you?!" Cat yelled, unable to stop herself.
"No, I'm not, I'm just very confused."
"NO!!! You're messing with me!!!" I tried to inch away. She scarred me a lot. Was she really mi amiga? Cool! I didn't know I spoke Spanish! (A/N: I'm digressing (look it up if you don't know what it is!), so I'll just go on to the story now.)
"O.k.um.who're you?" I tried to confuse her, but I didn't succeed. She burst into tears and sobbed:
"WHERE IS SOFIA!?!?!?!?!?" Mom wrapped her arms around the girl, trying to comfort her (and succeeding). Dad sighed. 'This is confusing!' I thought. 'what am I supposed to do?!'
A/N: how'd ya like my first chappie? (ok, I stole a friend of mine's word, I'll admit that! Chavi, I'm sorry, but I'M KEEPING THIS WORD AND ALL OF YOUR WORDS! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) please tell me what you thought, remember I take flames! Enlighten me to your strange ideas and stuff like that. Also, I'm in a spot, I have not ideas what so ever on how to go on, can I take (with your permission) some ideas? Please? Just tell me its ok. Now push that little blue button (I'm taking your idea now, Chavi!!! Hahahahaha!!!!!) down there and tell me what you think about this.story.
DISCLAIMER: I think I put a little bit of Slayers in here, so I'll just say: I DON'T OWN SLAYERS AND I WHISH I DID! Ok, you may go on to read the story.
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I was sitting in Chorus, the back door opened behind me. My eyes were closed as I listened to my instructor.
"Now your going to listen to this song and on the bottom half of your paper write if you think its good or not." He went over to the stereo and turned on the song, just as the men out side started weed whacking. The music played and as I listened, I started to sing the parts I knew; softly, of course.
The song ended and, as my instructor turned off the stereo, a rock came flying through the open door, hitting the me on the back of her head.
"SOFIA!" the whole class screamed as I fell into the darkness.
* * * I awoke some time later, in what I suppose is the Nurses' office. A young girl was watching me face, a sorrowful look on her face. I wondered who this girl was and why she was watching me.
"She's awake!" the girl called. An older woman came up next to her and smiled at me. "So, I see," said the older woman. "Are you alright, Sofia?"
"What?" I asked. Who were these people? What were they going to do to me?
"Sofia? Are you alright?" the older woman asked, putting a hand on my forehead. I smacked her hand away.
"Please, don't touch me!" I almost screamed. I jumped up and dashed for the door, but I was blocked by a young man.
"I'm sorry, Sofia," he said as he held me tightly. I squirmed, but he had a good grip.
"Sofia," the older woman griped my chin, making me look at her, "we're only trying to help you."
"Is that why someone is holding me?!" I snarled, snapping at her fingers. " 'Cause you wanna help me?!"
"Sofia." the younger girl said sadly. "What happened to you?" Tears almost welled up in her eyes and she started to sniffle. The older woman patted her shoulder.
"Its ok, Cat," the older woman said softly. "We'll try to get her back." The younger girl nodded.
'Why are these people so sad?" I thought angrily. 'Do they know me?'
"Sofia." The older woman turned to me. "I am Mrs. Windover, this," she pointed at the young girl, "is Catrina, your best friend. And that," she pointed at the young man, "is Michael."
I just glared at. "Why would I want to know who my kidnappers are?" I snarled.
"Kidnappers?" the young girl, Cat, I suppose, asked, startled. "We didn't kidnap you, you're in school! What's wrong with her?" she asked Mrs. Windover.
"Amnesia, is a possibility." She stroked her chin, and stared at me. I squirmed against Trunks' hold on me.
"Let me go!" I snarled at him. "Put me down!" We, mostly me, of course, were disturbing the classes. People (students and teachers?) were coming down the office. The principal came down personally to see what the problem was.
"Its nothing, sir," Mrs. Windover said. "Ms. Nightmare," she pointed at me, still being held by Michael, "has lost her memory. We're trying to fix that as it is."
"LET ME GO!! PUT ME DOWN!!!" I screamed, struggling with renewed energy, snarling and growling. The principal looked at me with concern as I snapped at Michael's hands and arms. "LET ME GO!!!"
"Sofia," the principal said, sounding truly concerned, "I'm Mr. Pendrick, we're here to help." He tried to take my hand, but I pulled away from him, rudely.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!!!" I screeched, again, fighting back.
"Heather," Michael said, trying to shift me into a one-arm hold so he could turn my head to face him.
"What?!" I screeched.
"Heather?!" Mrs. Windover and Mr. Pendrick said, at the same time.
"Heather," Michael said again, forcing me to look at him. "We're trying to help, we're not going to kidnap you." I don't know if it was his eyes or the way he said it, but I knew I could trust him. I stopped fighting. He let me go, and I just stood there, staring at everyone, eyes wide. What was I supposed to do now?
"Sofia, you may go back to class now," Mrs. Windover said.
"Class?" I asked. "What class?"
"Seminar," Cat said. "I'll take you, after all, we're in the same class." She grinned at me, I didn't know what else to do, so I grinned back.
"Thank you, Catrina," I said. Cat took my hand and pulled me through the throng of prospectors who had come to see what the hubbub was all about. I was rather nervous, but hid it well. Cat stopped in front of one of the.teachers? Well, anyway, talked to her and she led some other students (?) away, Cat and myself following.
"Sofia, its really nice to see your feeling better," the teacher said when we, the teacher, the other students, Cat, and myself, entered a room and sat down.
"Um.yeah," I said, not knowing what else to say.
"We all wanna know," a student sitting next to me said, "what happened?"
"Um." I didn't have to answer, Cat came to my rescue.
"She was bonked on the head in Chorus, and has lost her memory."
"You mean she doesn't know who she is?" many of the students asked simultaneously.
"Well, no, she knows who she is, its just that she doesn't know who we are," Cat answered. I remained uncomfortably silent. What was I supposed to do? Act out and give myself a bad name? I don't think so!!! But wait, isn't that what happened in the Nurses' office? Ok, ok, so I acted on impulse there, but I'm not gonna do it here!!! Too many people!!!
"Sofia? Don't you have something to say?" the teacher asked me. I shook my head, very uncomfortable. I had no idea who this lady was, or who any of the students in the room with me were, not even Cat! I was, of course, terrified.
"Sofia?" Cat asked.
"I'm just a little nervous," I whispered to her. She nodded, seemingly understanding, but I don't think she really did.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! The room's pager went off, alerting the teacher. "Yes?" she asked, pushing a button.
"Mrs. Williams," a voice on the other side said, "Sofia's parents are here to pick her up."
"Yes, thank you, Mrs. Lora," the teacher, Mrs. Williams, I suppose, answered. She released the button and looked at me. "Ms. Nightmare, you may leave." I blinked, wondering who she was talking about.
"Sofia," Cat said, nudging me up, "she's talking to you." Again, I blinked.
"Um.ok," I mumbled. "Could someone take me there, please?"
"Um.yes," Mrs. Williams said, looking around at the class, "uh, who here knows what Sofia's parents look like?" Several boys raised their hands, as well as a few girls, including Cat. "Um.." Mrs. Williams looked at the students, ignoring the boys. "Ms. Parker, please escort Ms. Nightmare to the office." Cat stood and nodded, then turned and smiled at me.
"C'mon, Sofie," she said, pulling me up. I blinked, yet again. She grinned and pulled me through the room and out the door. I suppose she noticed how uneasy I was feeling, because she asked if I was ok.
"Yeah, I'm alright," I answered. "But could you tell me what happened?"
She grinned at me again. "Ok, we were sitting in Chorus, and some guys were whacking some weeds in the back yard and one of 'em, I guess, hit a rock and it came flying through the door and hit you in the back of the head." She looked down at me sadly. "I don't know how that happened."
I nodded, but not entirely understanding. "So, you think I lost my memory, right?"
"You did because you weren't so rude to Mike when you had you memory." She grinned at me again. "I've never seen you fight like that before!"
I just blinked at her, not understanding, again. What was she talking about? Oh, right! I was fighting that kid's hold on me. What was his name again? George? No, it was Michael, right? Oh, well. Why did I fight? I really don't know.maybe I was intimidated by him.we'll really never know, will we?
"Sofia?" Cat asked. "What's wrong?" she stopped mid-stride and turned to look at me, really concerned.
"Nothing," I replied honestly.
"Sofia!" A woman, with golden hair down to her hip and glowing golden eyes, rushed up to me and almost strangled me in a hug. "Oh, my little baby!"
Cat stood back, smiling as she watched. I tried to push the lady off, but she had one strong grip! Soon a man came up behind the lady and sighed in relief. "Oh, Sofia!" he yelled happily. "You're ok!" He grasped me in a hug much less powerful than the woman's. Cat's grin widened.
"Mister and Mrs. Nightmare," she said, after a few moments when my face started to change color, "I hope you realize your killing your daughter." Both of the adults released me immediately.
"I'm so sorry, honey!" the lady said, almost sobbing. "It's just that I was so worried about you!" Now, she started to sob! The man rubbing her back and trying to calm her down.
I looked at them strangely. "Uh, Cat?" I asked her. "Who're these people?"
"These people are your parents," she answered, then grinned at my open- mouth surprise.
"You've got to be kidding me?!" I almost screamed. I lowered my voice considerably, and added, "They're my parents?"
"Yeppers!" Cat said, teasing me. I glared at her. "Be grateful they're hanging on you, my family doesn't give a (*censored*) about me!" She remained grinning, even when she said that little.sentence about her own family. I decided to swerve to another topic. Somewhat.
"Do I have any siblings?" I asked.
The smile dropped from Cat's face as she answered. "Yes, you do, but I really don't want you to meet him in your current predicament. I'll try to get one of his friends to take him for a few days, until you get your memory back." She gripped my shoulder reassuringly, then pushed me back at my parents (?) where they started to strangle me again. Cat shook her head and went back to class.
"Oh, my darling Sofia!" mom (?) sobbed. "Why didn't I see it?! Why couldn't I stop it?!" I was extremely creeped out at her manner. Dad (?) tried to comfort her and hug (?) me at the same time.
"It's ok, honey!" he said. "We can fix this!" He patted the top of my head as he released me, pulling mom (again, ?) away, and allowing me to breathe freely. "C'mon, Sofie," he said, pulling me along with my mom (yet again, ?) outside to the parking lot. He pushed mom (sorry, but: ?) and me into a car. "You'll feel a lot better when we get home, Sofie." He started the car and pulled out, heading.I have no clue where.
* * * We arrived at what I have to assume as my home. It was a really nice place: a big white manor. I wondered why I was being schooled in a public school when it seemed as if we were rich.
"Do you remember anything?" mom asked me. I shook my head. I really didn't remember a single thing about that place, where my room was, or the kitchen, living room, or anything else was for that matter! I felt so helpless.
"You don't?" mom asked, sounding really sad. I shook my head again. She sighed. "Oh, well, we'll try some home remedies when we get inside." She pulled me through the door, dad following. She pulled me to a room I had to, again, assume it was the living room. "Ok, Sofie, I want you to lay down on the couch." She pointed. I wouldn't dare disobey this powerful looking woman, so I laid down. She put her hands over me and started to mouth words, not exactly say them, but.you know, right? Well, any way, I fell asleep and have no clue as to what she did next.
I woke up a few minutes later. "Do you remember who I am, Sofie?" I heard mom say.
I blinked at her. "Where am I?" I asked as I looked around. I saw I was still in the living room, still lying on the couch, and, I supposed, I still didn't have my memory.
"Do you know where your room is?" mom asked more forcefully.
"No," I answered. I heard a groan. I guess whatever mom did didn't work.
"Oh, drat it!" she muttered. "Lay down again, please, dear." I did so. She laid her hands over me again, said the word again, and, like before, I fell asleep.
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(*This time I dreamt, I saw myself laughing and dancing at some sort of get together. I saw Cat, Trunks, and other people: a woman holding a little toddler; a man who had spiky hair and a halo (?) over his head; a young man who looked similar (except he didn't have the halo); another woman with blue hair; a girl who looked similar to her; another guy with black hair, but shorter than the guy with the halo, he didn't have one either; a really.strange looking man (he had blue skin with little pebbles imbedded in there); I saw a short, red-haired lady; a tall blonde swordsman; and a really pretty lady. What the hell is going on? I thought.*)
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I woke, slowly, but surely. "What was that?" I asked no one in particular.
"It worked?" mom asked hopefully.
"What worked?" I asked.
"Did you dream of something? Did you see something with you in it?"
I nodded. "I saw myself at some sort of party."
Mom jumped up, happy, interrupting me, thankfully. "IT WORKED! IT WORKED!"
"What worked?" dad asked, coming in, looking exceedingly curious. I was just confused.
"My spell! It worked!" she continued jumping, grabbing dad and starting to twirl him around. I started to inch away from the two. 'Ok, I don't know them.I'm not related to them.' Part of that, at least, I knew wasn't true.
"OH, YES! IT WORKED!" mom screamed, really creeping me out.I inched farther away.
"What spell was it, dear?" dad asked.
"The Dream spell, why?" she stopped jumping, dancing and yelling, looking dangerously at dad. He backed up, holding up his hands in surrender, and a sweat drop standing out on his forehead.
"I-I was just.uh, wondering, that's all!" he said nervously. I cocked an eyebrow at him.
"Really?" I said, sarcastically. He glared at me and I grinned sweetly at him. So, ok, I'm his daughter, and I'm being cruel to him, but I don't have my memory, remember?
Mom stepped between him and me, glaring at him. "What are you implying, honey?" she snarled.
"N-nothing!" he said, again, holding up his hands, and, again, sweat dropping; grinning. "It's just that you've never had success with that spell!" Mom had a vein pop, then she threw up her arm and dad went flying; I winced.
"Ouch." I said. "Mom, do you know what I saw?"
"Yes, I do, that's when you were younger. Your friend, Cat, invited you to a party and asked you to invite a few of your friends."
I nodded, not quite taking it in. Luckily, someone was at the door and I didn't have to answer her. Dad went and got the door. We heard him talking to someone else. When he came back he had with him Cat. She looked at me concerned.
"Sofie? How're you feeling?" she asked.
I blinked at her. "Oddly enough, I feel fine." She and mom groaned in unison. "What?" I asked.
"Nothing," mom said, sighing. Cat nodded agreement. I was still suspicious. What was going on? Mom grinned at me, I looked at her, not quite believing her or Cat.
"Hello? Earth to Sofia!" Cat yelled in my ear. "Hey!" I yelled back, pushing her away. ...Why are they looking at me like that? I thought.
They started to whisper to each other. Finally, mom looked up and smiled. "You're getting your memory back!" she said happily. Cat grinned as well. Me? I was as confused as ever! What were they talking about?! I looked at them as if they were crazy, which is what they seemed to me.
"What?" I asked. Really! I didn't know what the *hello!* they were talking about!
"You," Cat said slowly, pointing at me. "Are. Getting. Your. Memory. Back." I blinked at her.
"Huh?"
Cat sweatdropped. "Never mind."
'I'm lost!' I wanted to shout. 'What are you talking about?!' Instead, I settled for looking puzzled.
"Your just messing with me, aren't you?!" Cat yelled, unable to stop herself.
"No, I'm not, I'm just very confused."
"NO!!! You're messing with me!!!" I tried to inch away. She scarred me a lot. Was she really mi amiga? Cool! I didn't know I spoke Spanish! (A/N: I'm digressing (look it up if you don't know what it is!), so I'll just go on to the story now.)
"O.k.um.who're you?" I tried to confuse her, but I didn't succeed. She burst into tears and sobbed:
"WHERE IS SOFIA!?!?!?!?!?" Mom wrapped her arms around the girl, trying to comfort her (and succeeding). Dad sighed. 'This is confusing!' I thought. 'what am I supposed to do?!'
A/N: how'd ya like my first chappie? (ok, I stole a friend of mine's word, I'll admit that! Chavi, I'm sorry, but I'M KEEPING THIS WORD AND ALL OF YOUR WORDS! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) please tell me what you thought, remember I take flames! Enlighten me to your strange ideas and stuff like that. Also, I'm in a spot, I have not ideas what so ever on how to go on, can I take (with your permission) some ideas? Please? Just tell me its ok. Now push that little blue button (I'm taking your idea now, Chavi!!! Hahahahaha!!!!!) down there and tell me what you think about this.story.