Authors Note: I Do Not Own Alice In Wonderland Or Anything Pertaining To It Such As Tim Burtons Version, The Disney Version, Or Through The Looking Glass. But I Do However Own The Plot, The Son Of Alice Bit, Alison, Princess Kalyca, The Blue Queen, Gazooberty Points, The Magical Tea Cup, Blah Blah Etc And So Forth, You Get The Idea. Anyone Who Takes My Copywrite Will Be Punished. You Have Been Warned. Enjoy The Story. ^.^
~Harley~
Chapter 1: Nonsense
They called her strange, insane, and utterly mad. But words are merely words. Do they really have any meaning to anything?
Alison looked out of the corner of her eye, finding other girls snickering, not being descrete as to who about. She knew they were gossiping about her. She looked back at her half completed doodle and sighed. Sometimes she wondered what would happen if some weird looking creature barged through the wall they were near. Maybe it would eat them...nah, she wasn't that lucky.
"Hey Al," one of them chuckled.
Alison glowered at her paper, trying very hard to ignore them as she put a top hat on her doodle.
"Did you catch your White Rabbit yet?"
"Yeah, I still think it ran away because you drove it mad." another added.
The whole class began to let out roars of laughter. Even the teacher couldn't help let out a hand covered chuckle.
Alison's angered features vanished into that of melancholy. Oh, how she hated school.
Getting up from her desk, Alison gathered her things. But one non-accidental bump sent them flying everywhere.
"Enjoy your spring break, weirdo." a boy spat as he went, adding salt to injury.
With her things now scattered, she had to keep from letting tears flow from her eyes. She stood there for a moment before she took a deep breath, forced back the water with a mental dam and picked them up.
Walking outside she watched as the school bus began to pull away.
"Wait!" she hollered, running after the large yellow beast.
But it was too late, the bus pulled out onto the street and disappeared.
Alison gripped her backpack until her knuckles were white, trying hard not to blow up in the school parking lot.
Soaking wet, she entered her house. Agonizingly slow, with a pain in each step, she accended the stairs. She entered her room, tossed her backpack to the side, and carefully closed the door...
"Ah!" she screamed in utter frustration, kicking a poor defensless teddy bear out of the way.
She threw herself onto her disheveled bed spread and began to beat on the pillow, before tossing her head into it and proceeding to cry.
There was a squeaky intrusion from the door, a worried mother peering into the disturbed room.
"Alison hunny are you al-"
"Go away!" the frustrated Alison muffled.
"But I-"
"Leave me alone!" she cried.
With a sigh, her mother closed the door and left Alison to be.
A while later, Alison had calmed, rolling onto her back to stare at her blue ceiling.
"What do I have to do to get away from here?" she groaned, lifting her arms before letting them fall in defeat.
Most of all she wondered why kids at school had to tease her about her White Rabbit. She swore she had seen it. She caught it once, but it ran away. It was the oddest little rabbit, pure white, with a red outfit, and in its paw it held a pocket watch. It had kicked and squirmed until it finally got free and ran back into the woods behind their house.
Alison sighed. 'Why was that so unbelievable?' she wondered.
She rolled over onto her side, to stare out of her window, looking across the silent forest beyond.
Maybe one day she'd find that rabbit again.
Just maybe.