Co-credit to Juli Bewar for editing.
I was getting my clothes on for school, I had neon, green, Converse on with my yellow school uniform; I had dyed my uniform to make it look cooler. Before, it had been a boring, unstylish gray. I put my silky, blondish-red hair in a ponytail with my lucky orange ribbon that made me think about home. First day of a new school with new teachers… and a new life. New life…? Well here it goes anyway.
"Corlett, the car will be here any minute. Get down here, and have some breakfast! We're having oatmeal again,"
"Alright, June. I'll be down in a minute," I responded, my voice carrying downstairs.
"When I say get down here, I don't mean to get down here next year! NOW! "
"I'm coming!" I snapped. My adopted parent June constantly got on my nerves. She told me I should call her mom, but I bluntly refused. Sadly, my adoptive mother didn't come with a new Dad.
My parents were found in an ally near Wal-Mart. They each had three bullets square in the forehead. Apparently, they had been there a few hours before we had found them. So they had already begun to rot.
I put on my emerald green eye shadow on top of my hazel eyes and put shiny yellow lipstick on my cherubic lips before going downstairs. June had black hair and blue eyes that sparkled in the light. She had an olive colored skin and she sort of reminded me of Olive from Popeye. I could always imagine her dangling her fat ass over a balcony and screaming "Oh Popeye, Popeye save me Popeye!" Of course, I only imagined that when to cheer myself up.
"Oh, my God, look at you, you look ridiculous!" she screeched.
"Well, that's what I was aiming for! Do you like it? It looks a lot like what you like to wear, and I thought it would be a good representation of my new Mom," I replied with sarcasm.
"Don't give me lip missy! Now get your shit and go wait out front for Beth," June shouted. Why was she always shouting at me? I went to go grab some bacon but she slapped my hand and pointed to the door.
"I wasn't going to eat it, I'm not hungry! I was going to slap you with it!"
"You can walk if you want to talk to me that way, you little-" I slammed the door before letting her finish. I put on my blue sunglasses and started walking to the bus stop. While I was walking there a strange-looking six-year-old kid that had started running to the bus stop. He wore a plaid hat with his gray uniform. His shoes were pointed and shiny. If that's how I'm supposed to be dressed… well, shoot me now. I thought. The kid shot me a curious glance.
"What!" I yelled but he kept running. I guess that I had yelled a little too harshly. What was he running from, anyway? The bus wouldn't be leaving yet it was only- (I glanced at my watch) 8:30, and the bus would be leaving the station at 9:00. I looked back to see where the kid had been running from. There were three nine-year-olds hightailing the poor little boy. I figure those were the bullies and he was the nerd.
"alright, I'm already getting some action here and I'm not even at school yet," I said.
"Hey, jackasses, leave this kid alone!" I yelled. They came up to me and started laughing. I wonder why?
"Or what, you're going to cover us with neon lipstick?" They all laughed. That really got me on my nerves.
"Or, I could follow you to your house after school and rearrange your face to make it look like Perry the Platypus," I threatened. Now they were the ones running away from a bully.
Well so much for that, I thought. I sat down on the ground and ripped out my Ipad, and then started walking again. I was reading my book, The Hunger Games, and walking, as usual. I was absorbed in my book so I wasn't able notice that I had missed my turn. I kept walking. I looked up from my book and saw a dead end.
"What the heck? There's no bus sign! I must of passed it," I sighed to myself. I looked behind me and saw another dead end. Around me was a thick forest that was covered in grass. That doesn't make any sense at all. Before there had been a whole road full of houses and different streets that connect to this road. Before there were other kids on this street. I looked in front of me and saw not a dead end but a small cabin and I mean super small. It was about as big as one room.
"Ok did that just appear out of thin air, or am I just going nuts?" I screamed. I looked both ways for safety but all I saw was red woods and grass. I went closer and closer and closer until I knew exactly what I was dealing with. It looked like the cabin was made of mud and had three short windows. The roof was made of straw like from the Three Little Pigs.
Maybe whoever's inside can give me directions I thought. I trudged through the mud and knocked on the door of the strange little house. The door squeaked open.
"Hello?" I whispered. No one answered. I let my self in to see if any one was here.
"'Ello!" I heard a crackling voice behind me. I spun around terrified. There, in front of me, was an old lady. With all of the wrinkles she had, she could have been five hundred years old. She seemed to be very short because her back was so hunched over that her nose almost touched the ground, though she was standing up straight enough for me to see her intense brown eyes under her mop of gray hair. A little bracelet carved like the half of a heart sat daintily on her wrist.
"Oh my! Finally some costumers! Please sit, and I'll tell your prophecy!"
"But I don't have any money," I whined. I didn't really want a creepy old lady talking to me about my future. I had already had enough of that with the social workers in the adoption agency.
"Oh it's alright, darling! This one will be free, and the next you have to pay for," she smirked. The old lady grabbed both of my hands and dragged me to a loveseat. Her hands left marks on my wrists.
"Really, you don't have to-"
"But I want to!" she interrupted. She flipped my hands over and examined my palms. I tried to pull away, but that just made her grip tighten. This lady was really freaking me out, but what she said next freaked me out even more.
"Sprit! Gudinnorna! Låt mig rensa den här flickan, hennes hemligheter och framtiden! Låt alla vara känt av vad som kommer att hända! Ta flickan och hennes själ! Låt öden berättar om hennes öde! Till mig! Till mig! KOMMIT!" she chanted. Goosebumps crawled up my arm. She looked down at my palms again, and gasped. Her eyes swam back an forth from my index finger to my thumb. I really hoped she wasn't going to start chanting again. The old lady made a strangled sound and looked up at me with eyes filled with fright.
"I will go to the back cupboard and grab my oil so that you may see your future for yourself…" she sounded short of breath. The old lady stood up from her loveseat and hobbled over to a bead-filled loveseat. She turned back to me and glared.
"Stay put… and touch nothing," She snarled. I glanced at my watch, 8:43. Great, I thought. I'm going to be late for school. I darted to the front door of the old lady's home and peeked out. There was no trail. Most likely I'd get lost in the woods. What was an old lady doing out there in the middle of nowhere anyway?
I closed the door. Maybe she had a map in one of those junky bookshelves. I walked near the bookshelves and tore two or three books out after looking though them hastily. After pulling the fourth book out, I saw a picture frame hidden behind it. I looked at the cover of the book. It was called The Legends of the Four Worlds. I set it on the loveseat carefully and swiped the picture frame out from behind it.
There were two people in the picture. One was a woman. She had long, blond hair and intense brown eyes. A joyful smile had grown on her face. The woman was holding hands with a man, and that was what made me think that he probably wasn't a man at all… he was probably an alien. He had green-olive skin and cherry red hair that hung down his back in dreadlocks. On his forehead was a strange yellow marking. He wore Khaki shorts and tee-shirt… such strange things for an alien to wear. On his wrist was carved yellow bracelet that was shaped like half a heart.
I wondered who the two people were, but that didn't matter right now. I needed to find a map. I put the picture frame back and glanced at the book, The Legends of the Four Worlds. It looked interesting. So I flipped through it and a note flew out from the pages.
"What the-"
" Almost found it!" the old lady screamed making me jump. Shit! Shit! Shit! I have to get out of here! I thought. I picked up the note and read it carefully and quickly.
'You my have to disappear because you're in danger. We'll meet sooner than you think.' explained the note. I rubbed my thumb over the writing. Suddenly I went into a trance of some sort. I couldn't lift my finger from the page and my vision was in a blur. Then the world was evaded by darkness.
Sprit! Gudinnorna! Låt mig rensa den här flickan, hennes hemligheter och framtiden! Låt alla vara känt av vad som kommer att hända! Ta flickan och hennes själ! Låt öden berättar om hennes öde! Till mig! Till mig! KOMMIT!=Spirits! Beautiful! Let me here purge the damsel, her secrets and the future! Let all be known of what is going to happen! Take the child and her soul! Let destinies tell me of her destiny! To me! To me! Come!... Creepy old lady prophecy stuff, isn't it? Nose is cooler than you. Randomness!
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