The PowerPoint switched to its next slide once Mrs. Nakamura finished her sentence. I watched as she stepped aside for us to read the next slide. With a flick of her wrist, the ruler hit the Smart board right under the bold and capitalized word "Anomaly".
My eyes flick around the relatively small classroom, pausing only to see some student cringe as the ruler hit the board a bit too hard.
Mrs. Nakamura's eyes sweep the classroom.
She points at the word on the board again and says, "An anomaly is something- or someone- that deviates from what is standard, normal, or expected. This word can be used to describe a person, though it's usually used as an offensive term. Does anyone have an example of an anomaly in literature?"
My head perks up, and I stare at the word. Curiously, I mutter the word, finding that I like the way it rolls off my tongue.
Glaring out the backseat window, I absentmindedly twirl a strand of dark hair between my fingers.
All of a sudden, my step-father, George, snapped his fingers in front of my face.
"Kairi!"
I blink tiredly. "We're here?"
"Yeah, now get out of the car." He turned around. "The neighbors are coming to greet us, I think."
He turned around and shook hands with a man with black hair, dark eyes and a goatee. He looked strangely familiar.
I opened the car door and stepped out, hoping that George doesn't call me over to talk.
"Oh, what a pretty daughter you have," the man said. I forced a smile on my face and thanked him, and once they began to converse again, I walked through the front door, up the stairs and into what I now will call my room. As I walked through the doorway, I paused and drop my bag.
Wait a minute…
I ran down the stairs, ignoring my mother, and out the door and stared at the sign on the house right next to mine.
"Kurosaki Clinic."
Dumbfounded, I stare at the sign, not caring if I looked like a psycho in front of my father and his new friend whom I just realized is…
