(A/N, hey this is my first fanfic, its not the same as fallen (I wont ever own that!) but I got my ideas from that book , hope you like it! Enjoy!)
*1*
Jasmine pulled the brush through her hair quickly, pulling hair out as it went. It was her first day at Pinewood , a new start her parents had said. "is it really a new start or was there more to it?" she thought to her self. Her parents had said it was just a boarding school, but why, when she asked why she was going to a boarding school, did they act strange, scared even?
Jasmine's suitcase was packed, her mum packed it so she didn't even know what was in it. Her laptop was on her desk, she logged on and brought up Google, slowly she typed eight letters, "pinewood." she pressed enter and watched as the pinewood website came up and read in horror the home page
"does your child need help? Are they criminally insane? Are they seeing things?
Pinewood is a boarding school for those who are any of the above, it provides specialist care, medical attention, at pinewood your child can keep on working but still be cured from insanity. There will be searches for any dangerous items, and can be put in solitary confinement if needed, each child will need to dress the same, and will only be allowed contact with the "outside" world once a week for fifteen minutes via phone call"
Jasmine was horrified she knew that meant no mobiles, laptops, ipods, nothing.
She put her head in her soft delicate hands and wept until…
Knock knock
"Jas? You ready?" her mum called
Quickly jasmine wiped her eyes and took a deep breath.
" not yet mum five minutes" she replied
"okay but hurry up your going to be late to school"
" the loony bin you mean" Jasmine muttered
" what was that Hun?"
"nothing!"
Jasmine went in her make up bag and quickly put some foundation on and a bit of mascara to cover up any signs of tears. She then realises that she is still in her luscious deep black chanelle silk nightdress, Jas ran over to her huge wooden wordrobe and yanked the door open. In the wardrobe was a single outfit, it was a pair of tight black jeans, a plain white tee shirt and a black cardigan. As jas got dressed she wondered why her wardrobe was empty and why these clothes where brand new, they were ok and if these are the uniform then wonderful she would love to where it, she was still going to a loony school and not allowed her mobile.
Her phone was on her desk Jas picked it up and thought "if its in my pocket they will see it…BUT if its in my bra they wont coz my bras padded…a lot" so Jas put her phone on silent and stuffed it in her bra and headed out the door.
*2*
"how long is the drive to pinewood?" Jasmine enquired.
"Um…what's that Hun?"
" I SAID HOW LONG IS THIS DRIVE GOING TO TAKE"
"okay… its an three hour drive then a plane to bonmalse island"
"YOUR TAKING ME OUT THE COUNRTY!"
"yes it will be for the best, now have you got your mobile on you?"
"no I left it in doors, now what did I do to deserve this?"
"well for starters you said you saw a girl throw fire, and you set your friend Gary alight which killed him, Casey your younger sister who was THIRTEEN, and I found you alive with a knife in your hand and you had a cut across your belly!…and your asking what you did to deserve this well let me tell you, I hope you never come home!"
Jasmine was deeply hurt, she had told her mum that she didn't kill Gary and that she doesn't remember any thing about that night and that she was not crazy but her mum would not listen.
"mum? What about Casey's funeral I am coming home for that aren't I?"
"oh so you murder your sister then you want to go to her funeral? Of course your coming, why wouldn't you?"
"really? I just thought…."
"I WAS BEING SARCASTIC YOU ARE NOT GOING BACK TO MY AND YOUR FATHERS HOUSE OR GOING TO THE FUNERAL"
"but… but.."
" let's just get this straight Jasmine Lola Sanholand, I wish it was you not Casey, you are an evil cow that should not be living"
" why don't you just kill me then?"
" I am not a evil murderer like you, now shut up or I will take you to court and trial you for murder against my daughter"
" I'm your daughter too"
" oh no your not, not no more, to me you died with Casey"
For the rest of the drive Jasmine looked out the window and concentrated on not crying. This was exceptionally difficult as she has always cried when she needed to and she really wanted someone to love her not hate her.
The flight was much easier as her mother brought herself a first class ticket away from Jasmine. Unfortunately for Jasmine she got sat next to a old lady who smelt like B.O but slept the whole ride therefore didn't see or here Jasmine crying. The plane ride lasted two and a half hours, Jasmine however felt as if it lasted two and a half minutes as she was reluctant to get to the school and be locked away like an animal.
When they arrived at the airport it was strangely quiet, and very spaced out, the floor was a very gleaming white with that newly polished smell.
To get from the airport to the school Jasmine and her mum walked along a long slim path through the woods. After ten long minutes of silence Jasmine finally saw a clearance in the woods, Jasmine was actually relived she was soon going to get away from her mum.
Once she reached the clearing Jasmine gasped in relief, there was a beach with shops and lots of people, she had started to think this island was abandoned with only the school on it but no this was just like any other country. Jasmine was so happy she forgot to carry on walking until her mum grabbed her by the ear and started to pull her along until she walked. after walking through streets of houses and shops, Jas and her mum reached more trees. After another ten minutes of walking they finally came to a huge tall grey building, it had a tall wall running around the building and a huge space at the back but Jas could not see what that was.
As they approached the desk in reception a fat old lady with a mammoth sized mole just to the right under her nose looked up.
"can I help you?" she croaked like she hadn't spoke in years
"yes, this is my….. Daughter Jasmine Lola Sanholand" my mother replied nice voice
"oh yes… she is now C. M. 16 ½"
"oh good she looses her name, I like that"
"unfortunately that's only with staff, student call each other by name"
"oh that's alright, she should be in S. C right?"
"oh yes, that's right"
"S. C that's isn't solitary confinement is it?" Jasmine enquired
"oh look who's already braking the rules better get C. M 16 ½ to its room with the rule book." the fat lady said.
"well I'm off goodbye Mrs Higglebottom" Jasmines mum said then left
"well goodbye dear, its Mrs HB to you C. M 16 ½"
"yes Mrs HB" Jasmine replied.
The walk to her room was a long one, along a log dull grey corridor up a set of stairs and the along to the end of that corridor to room 16 ½ S. C. Mrs HB unlocked the door, put a huge book in, Jasmine's suitcase, and then pushed jasmine in, told her to read the book, then closed the door and locked it.
Poor Jasmine looked around the small grey room taking in her surroundings, a small wooden bed with faded grey bed cloths, a wooden bedside set of draws, a small wardrobe to hold her clothes and a tiny window with metal bars so she couldn't even open it. Looking around Jas realized that the walls were soft but you couldn't get through them, it finally dawned on her she was right, her mum put her in solitary confinement.
What a evil cow!
Jas being intelligent and not seeming insane in her right mind, so she done a very good search for any hidden cameras….none at all.
The small pink suitcase was on the bed, next to the big rule book, Jas scooped up the book and put it on the bed side table. Opening her suitcase Jas held her breath, scared of what her mother put in it. She had every right to be terrified of what was in that suitcase. Three plain black cotton nightdresses, three pairs of white socks, two Charles Dickens books, and a huge stack of hate mail counting two hundred and sixty nine altogether.
"Nothing else?" Thought Jasmine " I so hate my mother that evil cow!"
Desperate Jasmine ran over to the wardrobe and yanked it open. She sighed in relief.
In the wardrobe was clothes, two sets identical to the ones she was wearing and three sets of school clothes; grey skirts (knee length), black tights, white shirts, plain grey jumpers, and dark orange blazers which each contain, a pencil( not too sharp), a rubber, and a ruler.
Jas looked down and at the bottom of the wardrobe was six pairs of shoes three plain black plimsoll type ones and three plain black trainers.
After hanging up her clothes, putting her socks in the draw she found twenty pairs of plain white knickers, and putting her books and mail in the other draw Jasmine finally sat down on her bed and read the rule book.
*3*
For Jasmine classes started the next day, this was partly a relief at first because being locked in that room was enough to make anybody suicidal. At precisely 8 o'clock in the morning that huge grey door creaked open revealing a tall woman with a face like a lemon.
" Are you ready for your lessons?" she barked at Jasmine
" yes miss" Jasmine replied brightly as she started to walk out the door
" And where do you think your going?" old lemon face shouted as she grabbed Jasmines ears and pulled her back into the room.
" you really think we would let you mingle with other children?
You are a danger to your self you murdered three children and saw 'magic' you are INSANE, you have your lessons in here. NOW SIT DOWN!"
" yes miss, sorry miss"
"YOU will call me MAM, do you understand?" her voice sounded she was sucking on a lemon too.
" yes mam"
" Good, now we are starting with algebra."
For the next nine hours lemon babbled on about algebra this and adverbs that until finally my dinner was delivered and the lemon had to leave me until tomorrow.
That night jasmine tossed and turned all night, sleep was hopeless. Jasmine couldn't stop thinking about fire, fire and death, fire and death.
" fire and death, that's what your thinking about isn't it? You have been marked jasmine learn to accept it and you will have the power to save the world!"
That voice, she had heard it before, but where? Finally Jasmine decided to look at the person taking.
" you have ruined my life, killed my best friend and sister, everyone hates me because of what you done." Jasmine told the mysterious girl in a sad voice
" Don't you understand? They became possessed by the demons, but they cant get to you because your special, you alone have the power to save this mundane world from destruction! Why cant you see that?"
" so says the girl who can manifest and throw fire." mumbled Jasmine
" erm that wasn't me. Jas don't you remember? I don't have that ability, that was you."
Jasmine was stunned, had she been the one to throw that fire? No that fire killed her friend and sister it wasn't her! " no it wasn't …" The memory of the horrendous night came back full force. Jasmine staggered backwards and sat back one the bed.
" Jas? Are you ok?" the girls voice filled with concern
" It was me. I threw the fire, I aimed it at you, you were attacking them so I threw it. You appeared beside me and held me as my best friend and sister burned in the flames I manifested. How do you know im special? there was only two demons, none tried to get in to me." Jasmine felt horrified at her self
" Jas, there was three. The third tried to enter you but the second it touched you it died."
Jasmine was starting to believe it. " who are you anyway? What's your name?"
" well firstly im the same as you, part human, part phoenix, we are part immortal, and secondly my name is Sky." She said taking of her black coat revealing a huge pair of white wings
Jasmine was amazed by the wings, but how cant I be part phoenix I don't have wings. She asked just that.
" you have to look within your soul, and do it now. Accept who you are and your wings will show."
Jasmine knew what she had to do, she could feel it down to her very essence. Jasmine threw open her arms and recited the ancient poem of accepting your bloodline
" through every tree and every cloud
My blood will help me through it
Through thick and thin
My blood is there
To protect me
To comfort me
And to make me
Me!
It is my right as I accept my blood to change my name to whatever I like!
So I Jasmine Lola Sanholand officially accept my bloodline and change my name to Lola!
I nunc et acceperunt sum Lola bloodline mea!"
Through out that Lola could feel the warm sensation of her wings growing and she could hear the flutter of them as they broke through her nigh gown.
" oh sweet goddess its true!" sky cried joyfully
" what's true?"
" you are the one! The prophesy foretold it said 'the one that bares the bright red wings, bares the ability to save the world! YOU have bright red wings! you're the one to save the world!" sky gushed joyfully.
" oh god, so what do I have to do?"
" nothing until we figure a why to destroy HIM, until then you just have to stay alive because if you die this world will just go up in flames and every one will die." sky looked kind of pale and scared.
" and im supposed to be stuck in this hell hole, while you figure this out?"
" NO, you have wings are you crazy? Mundane people will see you and freak. Your coming with me."
(A/N, what do you think? i dont know when im going to put the next few chapters up, hopefully soon!)
