Alexia stared down at her cold feet as she sat up her bed. It was a hot, summer day, the perfect weather for the last day of school. She glanced at the window, the rays of the early sunshine covering her face. She was supposed to be happy since it was the last day of school yet she felt so cold inside.
"Alexia, are you up?" Her father called outside her door.
"Yeah, I'm up." She answered weakly. As she slipped on her comfy, summer outfit, she tried to look happy, not worried. In fact, she wasn't supposed to be worried about anything that day.
Alexia finally got out her room, the door slamming behind her. As soon as she went down, she smelled hotdog and eggs. A normal day. A day where there was nothing to be worried about.
"Good morning, sunshine. You look a little pale, but not to worry, daddy's cooking will surely cheer you up." Her father exclaimed as he put down a plate full of hotdog and eggs.
"Dad, I'm not that hungry you know." She said as she forced a laugh.
"I'll eat the leftover then. Now, why do you look so pale? Are you sad that you're not gonna see your friends this summer? Because I'm not going to keep you away from them-"
"No, I'm just a little tired. I-I didn't sleep well last night. It was too hot." Alexis mumbled as she sipped a bit of chocolate milk. She stared at her father who was looking at her with worried eyes, his black hair turning brown in the sunshine.
"Okay then. If you say so. But stuff yourself up, will you?"
Alexia quickly gobbled down half of the food on her plate. "I'm done." She exclaimed.
"Uno momento! You haven't even finished your milk yet."
"Okay, okay. Calm down." She quickly gulped down the cold chocolate milk. As soon as she heard the bus honk its horn, Alexia scrambled up her stuff, kissed her father goodbye, and ran to the bus. She sat next to her so-called bestfriend, Melanie who was a scrawny girl with blonde, curly hair.
"Good morning, Lexi. You got any plans for summer?" Melanie asked her.
"Er… None, really."
"Well, I'm going to Hawaii…"
Alexia sighed as she listened to Melanie without interest. She only seemed as if the world revolved around her. Alexia thought to herself. As soon as the bus got to school, she kept looking behind her back. She felt as if someone was following her.
"You okay there, Lexi? You seem worried…" Melanie asked as they got inside their hot classroom.
"Nah, I'm okay."
Their classes seemed normal until their last period. It was history but they were already discussing about Greek mythology. Their teacher, Mr. Crone who walked as if he was missing a leg, kept on writing Greek on their board. Alexia was pretty sleepy so she didn't pay attention at all. Why listen to the last hour of school?
"Miss Alexia Robertson, can you tell me the meaning of this?" Mr. Crone pointed on the board.
"Pardon, sir. I dunno." Alexia grumbled.
"Are you sure? Take a look closer."
Alexis stared at the boardfor a minute, thinking it was kind of stupid because she had dyslexia, which meant a group of letters would mean nothing. But as she stared at the board longer, she slowly knew what it meant.
"Camp. That's what it means." She said.
"Brilliant."
As class ended, it meant school was officially over. Other kids threw their books up in the air, others started standing on chairs shouting loudly. But Mr. Crone had something to tell Alexia.
