Changing schools. Again.
You've got to be kidding. Again? I change schools every year! Either because I get expelled, or some weird thing happens and my mom ends up taking me to a different school. Theyre all different, high scholar classes (my favorite), classes with no desks, just carpet squares or beanbag like we were babies, anything. But I loved them all, I love to learn. A lot. I thought I had seen EVERYTHING.
what ive missed.
I had NO idea what I had missed.
It all started yesterday, around the first week of school. I was in this school specially made for chemists, because I wanted to try it out. So we were doing a lab, and it was fun. Then, at the end, I went outside, and noticied a gray cloud, only over our school. Only our school. For once… I had no explanation for it, which really bothered me. I always have an explanation, but… It made no sense. My mom had picked me up from school, and saw the cloud. And there came that look on her face. I'm changing schools again.
"Hey, Ana. How was your day?" She said, the smile returning to her face.
"Good, why?" I asked, knowing what was coming.
"Well, I found this really great school, im sure you will love it, want to go see?" Hmm. Normally she has a longer speech. That almost worried me,.
"Mom, its only my first week of school. Please, let me stay."
She looks back to the cloud, which the wind is slowly blowing the cloud toward us.
"Sweetie, you don't get it. This school, is perfect for you."
"Youre taking em out of the first week of my junior year? Really, mom? How could you be so heartless?" I hout to her.
She looked in pain to say ths, but then I remembered, I don't care. "The school youre going to… You'll fit in."
"Yeah, a girl who has dyslexic and ADHD but manages straight A's with ease fits in."
"Please, listen. You know… Greek mythology, right?" She says slowly, like im some kid.
"Um, duh. Like gods and goddesses, and monsters, and-"
"Yes, sweetie." She stops me, like they all will appear.
"Mom, im confused. Im normally not confused. Whats going on? Mom!"
She looks at me, in the eyes, full seriousness. "Youre the daughter of the gods, Ana."
To prove the point, a bolt of lightning strikes the car. Then, darkness.