The Before Time
Chapter One
Hena Ruperts
This story is from before the summer. Before Helena's' bad choices, heroic deed, and very unfortunate, and untimely death. This story starts before it all. Helena has just stated her first year at the GallagherAcademy for Exceptional Young Women.
"Hena, darling you are gonna do wonderful at your new school." Said my mother her; silky ginger hair glistening from the sunrise coming through the limos windows. "Don't miss your father and I we are only traveling the world while your gone at school. If you feel lonely or sad or scared I want you to remember this. You're on your own from now on, and we won't be there to help you. You have to solve your own problems because no ones gonna be there for you now." My mother finished her speech as she took off her pitch black sunglasses, as if to make sure I never forget the color of her beautiful turquoise eyes I will never have. I couldn't look anymore different then her. My blond hair and warm brown eyes, her perfect hourglass shaped figure and my stick like one. But as the long black limo came to a stop at my school I couldn't help but stare into her wonderful eyes. There's nothing like her classic words of encouragement before she leaves me; probably forever.
I walk into the mansion that is my new school, and home the GallagherAcademy. And I realize this is the right place. Heroic women agents lined the walls, and I'm gonna be on their too; some day. I walked into the great hall; it was huge and filled with other kid's ranging from 7th-12th grade. I'm fairly early so I sit at a table with no one at it already. Then more and more people arrived. All of them walking in and finding their friends, and gathering at a table laughing. And I'm still sitting at the misfit table all alone. I should have just sat at a table with some one already at it so that I wouldn't look so out of place.
"Hey-ya" a voice said from behind me, "Can I sit here?" I turned around to see a beautiful girl about my age standing behind me.
"Of course." I stated and she sat down in the seat right next to mine.
"I'm Rachel Morgan. What's your name?" She asked me.
"I'm Helena Ruperts; it's nice to meet you." I said to her. Then I noticed a scrawny and extremely tall girl getting rejected from two other tables.
"Hey, do you wanna sit over here with us?" I called over to her. She nodded and scurried over to the seat next to me that wasn't occupied by Rachel Morgan.
"Thank you so much!" she said "I'm Sheba Aundrad. What are your names?"
"I'm Rachel Morgan, and this is Helena Ruperts. We just met, and now we are just meeting you too." Rachel said almost a little too honestly and straight forward. All my life I've had to decode everyday things like 'to transitions the days you must do this, time still goes on, but happiness will come to an end.' This meant, "Time to go to bed Hena. You know you'll be grumpy tomorrow if you wait.' so this was an odd change.
"Oh, well it's nice to meet you. Thanks for letting me sit here. They wouldn't let me sit over there…"
"Yea, its no problem." I replied shortly. Sheba sat down and pushed her brown hair out of her eyes; in her doing so it recalled something. I had seen her before, but I can't remember where, or when, or even how. But since I couldn't remember I didn't want to push on it and drive myself crazy in the first week at school.