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What I didn't Know

Okay, I just need to tell you, NO this or all of the heading or chapter title or whatever you call um… (Um, ha, um that is not proper English, oh well who said this was a text book you study for an English class) it sums up the chapter no, no, no. It gives you a glance at what that main part, maybe?

Now…

I need to introduce myself, or you'll have to guess who I am and that sucks, tell me about it, I do read. Well I am Naomi Coal I am a 16 year old girl, from a town in the Goulburn Murry, Victoria, Australia. My parents moved over to America, New York City (for some stupid think to do with work). I was only about 10 I think? Dad had some family here so we lived with them part time, until the house dad was getting the builders to build was ready.

To my option, the house was like a display case, to look at but not to touch. It had great big marble columns running across the walls of the main entrance, weapons in display cases randomly distributed between the bedrooms, statues of Japanese, Norse gods and goddesses and few angles in the garden surrounding the house. My bedroom was dull and plain; it had a metal bed frame for my bed, with black and grey bed sheets. The walls were white with a large set of glass French doors, leading to a small balcony which hand nothing on it. After I was done looking at the house, I ran up to my bedroom and found myself tearing up. I missed my home in Australia, fresh fruit off the tree, seeing filmier faces, watching the cockatoos fly overhead. I missed my friend's – Hannah, Emma, Brad and Liam.

I was no much of the whole, let's move to a new country, a house that looks like Greek statue and try and understand that American ascent, harsh I say. As you can tell, I am not a fan of this whole idea, so I played up. Only a little bit though.

My parents got angry, I started to lose control, they yelled some more, I started to run away they found me. I tried buy tickets back to Australia but like I said before, they found me just as I walked in to the door and asked. I had moved from school to school, my parents got even anger so they made up their minds and chose to send me to a preppy boarding school, Major Williams Boarding school. It is a load of crap I say, do this, do that, you can't have you hair down. See crap rules.

Mum said this will be good for me, to learn better manners she said, to stop running away she said, to see how good this country is she said but it is kind of hard when the leader of this country is a lunatic, cough, Donald Trump, cough. It was hard to see how good the country was when you had grown up in a different life style.

To begin my story it all started at the canteen at Major Williams Boarding school, early Saturday morning around 11:00…

I moved towards the canteen doors because, one I was hungry and two I had given up hope on my history homework. I thought to myself what should I buy with my ten dollars?

I walked up and down the canteen looking at the food on display. There was so much food to choose from. Fruit cup, chicken Nuggets, deep fried hotdogs on a stick, hotdogs, sausage rolls, three day old pan cakes, sushi, pie (not like the aussie ones )

I said no to the deep fried food, and no for raw fish, the pies and sausage rolls sucked. So it turned out I would have the fruit cup seeing it was fresh but I was not one hundred percent on that statement.

The price of the fruit cup was five dollars and fifty cents. I gave the lunch lady (her name tag read Shannon. She was tall; skinny as a stick, she had brown hair with red tips. She had a piggish expression on her face like she wanted to get paid and leave) my note, it took a bit to get my change. I had to ask her about three times and finely I got my four dollars & fifty cents. As she gave me my change I got my cup.

I sat down at the table in the end of the canteen because all of the other tables rejected me because of my accent just because it hadn't changed in six years. I asked if anybody wanted to sit with me but they all said no, I knew that was coming but I tried it any way.

I enjoyed the sweet taste of the pineapple, strawberries, bananas, mangoes, grapes, apples and orange juice that was rolling around the sides of the paper cup. The fruit was diced in fine pieces. The scent reminded me of home, the fruit trees, the juice bars in the high street malls. 'Soon' I said to myself 'I'll be back in the lucky country, in about three years.' That is soon I think? Now time to be back in reality, I had finished my brunch I walked up to the bin that was at the front of the canteen right next to the door. When I placed my cup in the recycling the bin, the bin was green all over with light green spots, so I guess, it was a polka dot bin.

I was looking around I saw rubbish on the ground. I may hate this school from the top to the bottom of my heart but there is no need to see this entire place look like a pig sty. I pulled up my sleeves, bent down and started to work. It took five minutes to clean up the mess. I was glad to see the canteen nice and tidy. Sometimes I wish people had some common sense to put their rubbish in the bin. I'm so disgusted with the twenty first century.

But no, people don't change even if you put your one hundred percent in. As I pushed the glass doors open to leave the canteen and to go outside and slowly make my way to my room. I saw a group of girls walking around that had been so up themselves when they met me on the first day of school. I knew they didn't like me. So I gave them the stare to tell them to jog on.

Ever since I was enrolled into this boarding school I was treated like dirt. I was pushed over by the other kids, robbed by people, bullied physically and mentally. And I knew those kids. They were Ashton and his group of idiots. His two right hand men are Jayce and Jafr.

The other day I had to repaint my dorm door because it had stupid and confusing messages. Most of the messages were not true as usual. So…

I walked out of the canteen with my head held high looking confident as I always was. I was surprised that nobody pointed and whispered to their friends about me. Nobody did that outside as well (it was great and wonderful) but that only lasted about thirty seconds.

Until the boy named Ashton came up to me and forced me to the oval. He pushed and pushed me till I got to the destination. (The only reason that I didn't notice where I was going and the other boys and girls because was I was so busy yelling at Ashton). When I was not looking his group circled me. (Nobody payed any attention to Ashton, even the teachers didn't care.)

One grabbed my arm and then another did the same. The boys who grabbed my arms were Jayce and Jafr.

They were Ashton's right men; Jayce had some shape a few chins and really a bad T-shirt. Jafr was a stick, short with black curly hair and I guess he had some muscle but not much, he had dark skin. Jafr was on my left and Jayce was on my right.

Ashton walked up to me and said "Try your best, slang" I just wanted to punch his perfect teeth in until there was nothing left but I just grinned my teeth. I just couldn't come up with a good come back as usual. Just then, I felt a sharp stinging pain in my left check. When I moved my tongue around my mouth I tasted blood. It only took me a few millers second to work out what happen. I… Was, Punched, in, the, JAW! Then I got the same feeling in the stomach but one hundred times worse. Now I wanted to kill him and slice him into one hundred pieces just like Zeus did to the evil titan lord Kronos, thousands of years ago in ancient Greek mythology.

I thought that is it. When Ashton came up to me the second time he grabbed my chin because my head was facing the ground. He lifted my head (it hurt so much) so, I was looking him in the eyes. He spoke to his followers and to me in a loud booming voice and said "Well look what we have here, I thought up would of put up a fight but no." All of Ashton's friends shouted and laughed in agreement.

Ashton walked away with is hands in the air like 'I can't her you, louder.'

"Ashton," the crowd went silent "Stop showing off and fight me hand to like a real man or are you afraid you will get your butt kicked by a girl from, Australia." Ashton had to take time to think of a way-

"Finish her off with a punch," shouted a little kid from the back, he was short or just very far away. He had dark hair, a black jacket of with a bright blue shirt, and very dark skin. The crowd yelled "Fight, Fight," over and over again. Ashton waved his arms to say be quiet. And yes they listened. Ashton wound up his arm but I was too quick for him. I kicked Jayce and Jafr in the shins. They both went down like the titanic.

They both let go of me and clutched their shins, I ran up to Ashton. He tried to punch me but I deflected it so that opened a gap of advantage for me, I did a kick right in his nose (I think I broke it) and gave him a taste of his own medicine by punching him in the gut. I had only had a few seconds to feel the satisfaction of what I have accomplished.

When his friends had saw what I have done. Jayce and Jafr (the one's who was holding my arm's) stepped up and shouted in a convicting voices "Get her." I started to walk backwards but the crowd of people were coming in too close for comfort. I turned around and started to run. Full speed ahead, I ran across the oval to the canteen, I ran straight towards the wooden doors.

I pushed the doors with all of my might. The students who were on the other side of the door were trying to stop me from entering. I had a sudden surge of strength; I was able to push the doors quite easily. When I got inside I had another surge and this time it was speed I had no idea what happen but if it is going to keep me alive well I kind of like it.

The canteen had a glass wall which had a basketball caught on the other side that's only breakable on the canteen side. That was the best bet for me to run. I crashed through the glass; glass went flying everywhere when I landed on the other side. I scamped across the basketball court and turned right. I had a stabbing felling across my right leg but chose to ignore it. When I turned I bashed right into two metal doors. To my luck they were open, I pulled the doors towards me and then I stepped out I found myself in the lobby. I could hear the group shouting behind me. I saw a flight of stairs that led straight to my room floor. I was on the ground floor and my room was on the third floor. I had to run up three flights of stairs. I knew I was fit but now I was questioning my fitness.

It took me 5 minutes clime up five hundred steps. (Dam two more floors and I am already out of breath, water please, water).

I had a brake for a minute and a bit and then kept climbing by seven minutes I was on the top level, level three. I had no time to catch my breath because they cheated and took the elevator (that was kind of smart; no wonder I failed my English class). I ran down the hall to try and find my room '27-C… 28-C… 29-C… 30-C,' as I ran I pulled out my ID out ready to scan it. (It was around my neck and shoved down my jumper). My dorm number was 30-C I stopped by slamming straight onto the door, I swiped my ID card. The door open and as it opened I fell face first on the ground. I had no time to worry about pain I just pulled my legs in and slammed my door shut. I didn't dare open my door till the next day.

Ha, I would love to see Ashton face when his friends come back empty handed. It would be so funny to see Jayce face of disappointment when he, was the one who was meant to catch-

My throughs just stopped when I heard the voice of Ashton. What it can't be I broke his nose (I think) and punched him in the stomach pretty hard. It should have taken him a while to catch up. CRAP!

The voice of Ashton was shouting "Namoi, if you want we could have a rematch, all you need to do is come out and come to the gym with me. If you win we all will stop teasing you but if I win this will be your last day at this school, got it. When you come out I guess we have a deal, yea?" I could hear him outside of my door walking up and down the hall trying to find me. I knew what he was trying to do. He was trying to lure me out and get one of his buddies to do his dirty work for him. Typical Ashton, he spoke again but more harshly "Namoi if you don't come out I guess we will have to come in, Mate"

Now I want to kill him more. I just wanna burst out of my dorm and kill him with my bear hands.

'When I first met Ashton he was kind until one day he just started to be such a really big jerk. He has a blond head of hair that was short but there was enough that the fringe could be swept to the side. His menacing eyes were a deep grey that encouraged people not to get in his way; he had a tan skin and a noticeable jawline. He was tall at least a head taller than me, with a muscular frame of an athlete. Ashton only enrolled a week ago but he was able to gain a lode of friends and be the smartest in the class.'

I stood up looking for a lock on my door. To my luck there were three locks (I think I put one of them in there, smart). The first lock was on the top as I turned the lock I heard footsteps coming closer. So I quickly turned the second lock, that one was on the door handle it self, now the sounds of the footsteps were coming more constant. In that time frame I had turned the third, which was on the bottom. (Yep I put that one on, I'm sure of that.)

I was shaking all over from running up the stairs, my mussels were on overtime. I ran towards my bed and looked for something sharp. I found a butter knife that I used to open a can of soft drink (coke from my memory). I ran back to the door. When I got back I heard a knock on the door saying to "Open up". The voice was unknown to me. In my fear, which was now unknown to me, I had screamed but shouted at the same time "NO, Go away you've got the wrong room." I started to hyperventilate when I heard Ashton's voice. I covered my mouth to quite my breathing so it would be unheard, his voice was faint but I knew it was him; he was saying something like "there" or "no use let's go and maybe come back tomorrow." My guess the first statement had to be correct because there were banging on my door.

I couldn't stand it so I paced all over the dorm. By the end of it I curled up and went to bed, it was getting late about seven o'clock when I checked my phone last but the banging continued down the hall, I wished the noise to go away. I knew I had missed dinner and would probably get in trouble but oh well, after a few minutes I had fallen asleep, fast asleep. I was just like a sack of potatoes.

I did not know how long I was asleep, but long enough to get a nightmare. This was one of the things I regret. In my dream, I was standing out the front of my old house; all was the same, same statues, same gum doors, but the only thing that was different was the thick layer of smoke pouring out of the windows. To the right was an explosion of reds, oranges and yellows, my brain was just not computing. The grass was covered in sot, trees scorched. It all clicked it was a house fire, my house on fire. I walked out and reached out a hand to touch a tree but I just want through it like a ghost, could have I been dead, while I was a sleep I could have blead out from my stomach and died, but why would have I brought myself here, I hated it, I started to walk again but I just went through the door, fire was in the house in the garden, up and down the streets. Just outside I could hear loud sirens and people crying for help. But I just kept on walking forward knowing the blaze would not touch my skin. I made my way to the spare bedroom where I would usually stay in the summer, when the school year was over.

Just then I heard the voice of mum, "Please, I am telling you she is not here"

"Then where is she Kitty", the voice was harsh, angry, even evil like, it seemed like his voice matched the roaring flames or he was the roaring flames, "Tell me or I won't let you off as easily as last time."

"Tell me what you did last time St. John?" she turned around and looked around the room for something.

"Don't be like that Kitty; you know what you did," John called out. "Now tell me, where is Namoi?"

Mum stopped looking and turned to look at him, she placed a pointed finger on his chin, "You want Namoi? Well why didn't you just ask then, you can have her but, under my dead body" mum turned and punched him in the nose. He fell down and landed on his back, as he had fallen, the flames semen to die down. Mum bent down and spoke softly in his ear "Now where is my husband?"

"Killed him" Mum stood up quickly, "don't give me that look, you heard correctly. Killed him", he seemed like he had enjoyed what he had said. "His mum and dad too, such a waste but I had to be done they did no respect the Mutants. They got in my way, little Bobby had not known what had hit him" He seemed to have fake sympathetic tone. The flames got more intense as he spoke, the flame semen it fed off mums horror "I will ask you one more time Kitty, where is Namoi?" repeated John.

"John, your lying there not dead your just playing around," the she realised that he was right, "Why you fool, they were family, you devil's child!" screamed mum.

"Fine is like that, good bye see you in hell 'ShadowCat', and you now have already made it easier to find Namoi…" John ended his sentence with a sly smile that a snake would give you before it would attack.

Underneath them the fire had eaten its way through the second floor, there was a hole now in the middle of the room. Also the roof was also fragile

'CRASH!' the roof had caved in, fallen all over both of them. Her cry in angary and pain was unbearable to hear, but John just passed through the wood untouched by the flame. Then he just vanished.

"MUM, NO" I tried to cry but it was swallowed by the night air. I was trying to run to her but it was pointless because every time I came close to her she just slipped away into the darkness of the fire. When she was out of sight the fire had died and everything was as it was before. It was like it never happens.

I woke up in a pool of sweat, shaking all over. What had just happen? I patted my body to make sure that it was all there. I pinched myself to see if I wasn't dead. Now had I just seen my mum die under a pile of wood and was told that my dad been murdered by the hand of some snake smile, evil voice guy named St. John. That must have been just a dream because how could I be in two places at once and dreams are never real...