"Hannah, wake up!" My mom shook me, "You're gonna be late for school!"
I groaned as I slowly opened my eyes to see my mom holding up two shirts.
"Now, which one would you like to wear?" My mom asked me
In her left hand was a black and white striped dress shirt with a red bow around the waist. In the other was a pink and blue tunic with white trimming at the ends. Both of which I did NOT want to wear under any circumstances. It was gonna be hard to convince my mom into letting me wear my usual clothes though. The first day of school is very important to her, and she always tries to makes me and my siblings look our best. But I definitely did not feel like wearing something cute today. There had to be a way to not wear them…
"Hurry and choose, I'll be upstairs getting the other kids ready." Mom told me
Perfect.
Once she left, I hung the two shirts back up and took down a blue BYU shirt and my dark, red-violet jacket I got handed down to me by my cousin. This jacket was my favorite. I wore no other. The thing I admired most about it was the rather large white drawstring that I liked to mess around with when I was bored. I then got out a pair of black pants and I changed into my clothes.
Once I was done, I climbed upstairs through the kitchen, and into the living room where a big basket full of shoes was placed. I dug through the basket and I took out some black flip flops. These flip flops used to be packed with Styrofoam on the inside, but now, after all the times I wore them, we're flattened and no longer had the nice feel to them when my feet sunk into them. I then went to the bathroom, where my mom was doing my grumpy siblings' hair. Once she saw what I was wearing, her eyes went wide. She spit out the hair bands she had in her mouth.
"WHAT ARE YOU WEARING!?" She snapped
"I didn't like the clothes you picked out." I simply said
"Fine! Then don't come to me when you make a bad first impression because of the clothes you are wearing!" She huffed
I smirked as she turned her head back to the kids. She didn't know how wrong she was about me making a bad first impression. First, the kids at school already know how I am. I am known as an artistic person at school. I also have reputation for loving bananas so much, that I am occasionally called the banana queen. Second, if people know how I am, then they should know that I need pockets. To me, pockets are love, pockets are life. Without them, where in the world would I put my hands? On my head? So I think my friends would understand my choice of clothing. I don't think there was any possible way that I would make a bad first impression.
Finally, my family finished getting ready for school and we gathered in the mini van to go to school. After my mom dropped me off at my middle school, I went inside to find my friends. I found them in the library, grabbing their chromebooks (mini laptops we carry around to classes). I walked over to them and I got greeted with a friendly hug from Jacey, my BWF. BWF stands for Best Weirdo Friend, which I gotta say, describes me and Jacey perfectly. After we grabbed our chromebooks, the first bell rang, telling the students to start gathering up at the gym for an assembly. I was about to exit the school library, when something caught my eye. From the corner of my eyes, a little light shown in between one of the bookshelves. I started walking towards the light, curious of what it was.
"Hannah, are you coming?" Jacey asked.
"I'm coming just go on." I answered.
And so, she walked away. The librarian was down at the assembly as well as all the other teachers and staff, so I was totally alone. I moved aside the books to see a small mouse hole. Curious to see what the light source of the glow emitting from the hole was, I reached into the hole. All the sudden the light started to grow bigger, and I started to panic, fearing what the light was going to do to me. I tried to scurry away from the light, but it swallowed me and I was sucked into a strange rainbow like tunnel. I started screaming, realizing that I was falling, and I fainted.
I woke to see that I was NOT in Middle School. In front of me seemed like a town built for giants. The paths going through the giant town were rainbow colored, strangely. Behind me was a large tree with colorful pod-like structures hanging on its branches. I raised my arm to pinch myself to see if I was dreaming to see that my arm was way different. Instead of my actual arm, I had some short stubby one. It was a light mint green, and what freaked me out was that I only had four fingers, like how they do hands in cartoons. I let out a yelp of surprise as I saw my arm. I proceeded to pinch myself, confident this was a dream. I definitely felt the pinch, and I owed, rubbing my arm. This wasn't a dream? Maybe it was just one of those dreams that you can kinda feel stuff? I pinched myself even harder to try to prove my theory.
"OW!" I definitely felt it.
But if it hurt that bad, didn't that mean I wasn't dreaming? I started pinching myself even more desperately wanting this to be a dream. Yelping at every pinch.
"Why are you pinching yourself?" said a voice behind me, belonging to a child.
I turned around to see the most strangest creature ever. It had large ears, hair standing straight up, and the most unusual nose. The little fella reminded me of that really ugly troll doll my grandma had at her house. Except this little guy was adorable.
"What are you?" I asked surprised at the sight of the creature.
"The same as you, silly! A troll!" He answered
Wait, this little guy was a troll? How is that even possible? Trolls weren't real! They were just toys! Wait, did he say I was the same as him? I lifted my hand up to my head feeling for hair similar to his. I still felt my bangs that almost went over my eye, but as my hand went up, I felt that my hair didn't flow down my back like usual, it stuck straight up! I took some of my hair to look at it, seeing that it was a very light blue color. I started uncontrollably panting in shock of what I had become, and I fainted once again. Which was pretty weird. Before this I never fainted. Not even when my class dissected frogs at science last year.
I woke to see the face of the little troll I met earlier. As I looked around, I found myself in a hospital like place. I was in a white hospital bed, a window in the wall beside the bed, revealing that I wasn't on a building on the ground, but in the tree I saw earlier
"Dr. Plum! She's awake!" The little troll I saw earlier exclaimed as he saw my eyes open.
I then saw a purple troll with a stethoscope hung around her neck, and bandaids sticking in her yellow-green hair walk into the room.
"Oh wonderful! You gave this little guy a scare you know!" She told me,
"I thought you died!" He told me
"The name's Dr. Plum Plimsy, you can call me Dr. Plum." She introduced herself, "Who may you be? I have never seen you around here, and as a doctor, I know every troll here at the Troll Tree."
"The name's Hannah, but I'm not a troll! I don't know how or why I got here. I just don't know what to do!" I started panicking
"Whoa whoa! Calm down! We wouldn't want you fainting again. And what do you mean you're not a troll? You sure do look like one. Take a look see if you don't believe me." She grabbed a mirror out of her hair and handed it to me.
I gasped at the sight. I had light mint green skin, the same as my arm of course, and light blue colored hair that stuck straight up, but needed a little taming. I also saw that I had a light purple nose and glitter freckles, and big ears similar to the little boys and Dr. Plum's. I still had my blue eyes which was little relief. I was wearing a white garment, which Dr. Plum must've dressed me in.
"Oh fudgisicles! What happened to me!" I exclaimed
"Don't look at me, I don't even know what you think you were to begin with." Dr. Plum said.
"I gotta get back home!" I exclaimed
"Well, where do you live?" Dr. Plum asked
"Well, for starters, I live on a planet called Earth." I said sarcastically,
"What's Earth?" The little troll boy asked
"YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT FREAKIN EARTH IS!?" I panicked
"If you come from a place we don't even know of, we have got to discuss this with the queen. Maybe she will know what to do. This is too big for just a doctor to deal with. The good news is that you are in full health!" She told me.
I huffed. Like that was supposed to help me. Sure, it was always good to not be sick, but that doesn't help with me getting back home.
"Where are my clothes?" I asked suddenly
Dr. Plum pointed at my shirt, jacket, and pants hanging on a chair beside my bed, "We'll leave so that you can change, then we will go to see the Queen. "
They left the room, and I changed into clothes, taking off the white hospital garments I had on. I then walked out of the room to see Dr. Plum waiting for me.
"Where'd the little guy go?" I asked
"I sent him home back to his family. There was no need to bring him along." She answered.
We walked to the entrance of the hospital. Dr. Plum opened the door and I saw that there was a little porch leading to a large branch that other pods hung on. I gulped as I looked down at how far up we were. Wow, that was high.
Seeing that I was nervous about the height we were at, Dr. Plum said, "It's ok, I will be here for you if you fall. And of it makes you feel better, no troll has ever fallen off the troll tree and got seriously hurt, so I don't think it's gonna happen now."
"T-thanks?" I said, still unsure of if I was gonna fall or not.
Dr. Plum put a hand on my shoulder and I turned to see her comforting smile. I took a deep breath and smiled back, trusting her to keep me safe. We then walked out onto the branch and she led me to the queen's pod.