Chapter 1: Teachers treat us all like clones

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Switching schools was nothing new, not to us anyway. As Ellie and I looked up at Degrassi Community School, with our hands laced, we saw just another building. School had already started, but being late was something we had grown accustomed to. We let go of each other's hands as we walked up the steps. People were going to talk about us, and we weren't going to fuel the rumors.

Flashback
Mr. Simpson welcomed the girls into the class, having them stand in front of the classroom. "Class, we have two new students, Emma Nelson, and Eleanor Nash."

"Ellie," Ellie corrected. She hated being referred to as 'Eleanor'. It was such an old lady's name.

"Why don't you tell the class about yourselves?" Mr. Simpson suggested.

"No," Emma stated simply. With that said, Emma and Ellie went to two available seats in the back.
End flashback

We are drifters, always have been, even when we were little. That's part of the reason I have to write in this stupid thing. It's supposed to help. I don't see how writing, aka talking to paper, is going to help me 'open up', but whatever. You know, I guess it was a normal day, well, what my shrink considers normal anyway.

Flashback
"Emma, how was your first day of school?" Shane, her father, asked her.

"It was okay, I guess," Emma shrugged. "The teachers gave me all the assignments from the week, so I have a ton of work."

"Go on down to your room and get started," Shane told her. Emma gave her father a small smile before heading down to her room. For once, Emma was slightly happy. It didn't last long though. Not even an hour later, Shane came downstairs. She knew what was coming. Smiling softly towards him, Emma went back to her homework. "You're tense, sweetheart."

Shane sat on the bed, next to his fifteen year old daughter. His hands went to her shoulder, and he began to massage her. Emma gave him another small smile, hoping it would prolong what was to come. "Do you like this sweetheart?" Shane asked as his hands moved down her body. Emma only nodded, causing Shane to grip her tightly. "Answer me," He demanded.

"Yes," Emma replied softly, still trying to focus on her homework.

"Yes what?" His hand was already on the belt he had brought down with him. When Emma didn't answer him within that second, Shane stood quickly, striking Emma in the back. "Yes what?" He repeated in a low growl.

"Yes daddy," Emma breathed, sucking in the stinging pain.
End flashback