This is a rewrite of my first 'Matryoshka' because that was epic fail. Hope this one's better! I don't own Portal 2

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I woke up excitedly that day, which just so happened to be my last day of school. As I got ready, I wondered what would happen. "Yearbook signing for sure." I said as I grabbed my bus pass and raced to the bus stop.


The bus was louder than it usually was this morning, seeing as how its normally quiet as everyone's still waking up. Some 6th graders kept asking me odd questions like where I lived. All of which I refused to answer. My best friend, Karen Gamez, wasn't on the bus that day, so I had to deal with the 6th grade boys alone. Eventually, the questions escalated to yelling, to which the bus driver yelled at them for. I smiled. "Thank you." I said to her as I got off the bus at school. The day started off like any other, me waiting with some other kids at the doors to our hallway, with one 6th grader, who's name I still don't know! As the bell rang, I walked inside to find Zeke, Allan, and Marcus throwing around a soccer ball. Allan threw it a little too hard in my direction and smacked me in my face, knocking me over.

"You okay, Michaela?" Zeke asked as he, Allan, and Marcus ran over to see if I was okay.

"I'd better be." I said as Allan helped me up. "Tell Ms. G. I'll be late for class." I added as I turned around and headed towards the nurse's office.

"Where you going?" Allan asked.

"Nurse." I replied, opening the door as static filled my head.

The nurse didn't do much other than give me a bag of ice wrapped in a paper towel, which I guess was okay, but it didn't help the static in my head at all. If anything, the static only sounded distressed, as if someone was yelling in fear. I winced at the static's loudness as my friend Maria ran over.

"Michaela!" She cried. "Are you okay? I heard about the soccer ball."

"Yeah," I said. "I guess I'm okay."

"You sure about that?" She asked.

"Yes and no." I said. "I know this is going to sound crazy, but I'm hearing static in my head." Just then, the static came back, a bit calmer this time, and a bit clearer, seeing as how I could almost hear a female voice.

"Oh, really?" Maria asked.

"Yeah." I said. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to my deranged class."

"Have a good summer, Michaela." Maria said as I started towards my classroom.

"You too!" I called back as a robotic, female voice rang out in my head, clear as day.

What the- Where the hell am I? The woman said, sounding rather distressed. I paused outside the door and looked around all I saw were three girls walking by, chatting happily amongst themselves. I almost envied them, until the woman spoke again.

Don't you have your own friends? She asked in a reminding tone.

"If you're asking about Alexis," I called out, the three girls looking at me like I was crazy. "She moved last week. And where in the world are you anyways?"

To be honest, even though I have an infinite capacity for knowledge, I'm not quite sure. The voice responded. But seeing as how there's nearly no one else around, I would say possibly in your head.

"I'm sorry." I said. "What? In my head?"

That' s correct. It may be the result of that ball hitting you in the face, but I can't be too sure.

"Well frick." I sighed. "Well, until I find out how you got in my head, and how I can get you out, looks like I'm stuck with you.

Maybe she'll make a good test subject. I am pretty much out of test subjects since She left.

"Who are you anyways?" I whispered to the woman as I walked throughout the crowded hall, interrupting her musings.

If you must know, I am the Genetic Lifeform and Disk Operating System. Or GLaDOS for short.

"GLaDOS, huh?" I whispered as I entered Ms. G's room, seeing text books stacked on tables, and a fire line with Morgan at the end, putting them in the bookcase. "I'll try and remember that."

"Who ya talking too?" Ms. G said in a playful voice.

"Myself." I lied.

"Okay then, Crazy." She said, we need an extra person in the fire line."

"Gotcha." I said as I walked into the fire line next to Jacob and Jaclyn and was soon passing text books to Jaclyn.

How longer does this go on for? GLaDOS asked after a few minutes of textbook passing.

"Not long now." I whispered. "We're at the last three books." And sure enough I was right as the last book went on the shelf and the bell rang. We all cheered and someone pulled the fire alarm, a tradition that always happened on the last day at school, to which I explained to GLaDOS.

Ms. G. handed out report cards and as I saw mine as the bus driver drove over a speed bump a little too fast and we all lifted out of our seats, causing a lift in my victory dance as I saw that I was promoted to 8th grade.

Good for you. GLaDOS said, non enthusiastically.

"Well excuse me for being relieved I'm in 8th grade." I whispered sarcastically. "Have you even seen my grades? It's the AIMs that's saving me." When GlaDOS didn't respond, I just sighed as I got off at my stop and raced home excitedly, ready to start my summer. Little did I know, I was not ,under any circumstances, ready for what happened in the summer of 2012.

Writer's Comments

I hope the rewrite was better this time around. :) Hope you enjoyed.