(Author's Note: I don't own any of the "Matrix" or anything related to
them. They belong to the Wachowski brothers and Warner Brothers. Again, I
don't own any of them. I'm just a 14-year-old girl who wishes she owned
Keanu Reeves)
Chapter 1
"Sydney!!! Sydney, get up!!" Sydney opened her eyes slowly. She realized that it was morning. She groaned and turned over. She threw her blanket over her head to block out the sunlight pouring into her room. Her mother came in and pulled the blanket off.
"Up," she said and left.
"Mom!" Sydney yelled after her. She dragged herself to the washroom. It was another stupid day for her. She hated school and her life. It was the same thing over and over every damn day. She knew there was something was wrong. She knew that there had to be more to life than school and money. She dreaded school. She didn't have any friends there and she hated everyone else. She went downstairs and grabbed her backpack. She left without saying a word or eating breakfast. She walked to her car and drove off.
Sydney glared at all the rich girls and boys who passed her. Sydney had to admit that she was rich, too. But, she wasn't like those other superficial, spoiled people who flaunted their shiny gadgets in front those who weren't rich. She wanted to slap them. Didn't they realize that there was a huge world out there, much more bigger than this stupid university and being smart and getting rich? School was going to end in three months. They seriously needed to get a life.
School was a bore to her. Would she need to know all this stuff in her future? Of course she did. After all, she was going to be a doctor. That was according to her mother, who had her future all laid out for her. Well, she questioned her future. After all, it wasn't really her future, since she never decided that for herself. She struggled to stay awake because her biology teacher was like an engine that couldn't and wouldn't turn off. Sydney stared out the window and started to daydream. A man popped up in her head. He was tall and wearing a dark cloak with dark sunglasses. He was fighting two other men. They wore suits and dark sunglasses, too. The man with the dark cloak was amazing. He spun, kicked, blocked and punched before the other two could even touch him. It's like he knew what their next move was going to be. The two men were knocked out in a minute. The man took his glasses off and called out, "Sydney...Sydney..." Suddenly, a loud bell started ringing. Sydney jerked in her seat and realized that class was over. She looked at her notebook and saw that she had written the word "Neo" all over her paper. She shook her head and gathered her books.
After lunch was a free period. She decided to go to the track. Her mother was always nagging her to stay fit.
Sydney warmed up and took her position at the starting point. She took off really fast. She was almost sprinting. The wind whistled in her ears as she ran faster and faster. Everything became a blur around her. All she could see was the track in front of her. She could just see that the finish point was coming closer and closer. She passed some other people who were on the track and before she knew it, she back on at the starting point again. She saw the athletic director hurrying after her.
'Oh, damn it. Am I in trouble again?'
"Where did you learn to run like that?" he asked her. Sydney shrugged. "You are going to be on the school's relay team," he said before she could protest. She didn't want to be on the relay team.
"I don't want to be on the relay team, sir," she said. He stared at her.
"But, you have to be! You run faster than anyone I've ever seen. I don't know how I didn't notice your talent before."
"I'm not going to be on the relay team," Sydney said firmly and walked off.
"Think about it!" he yelled after her.
After her other classes, the day was over. 'Finally,' she thought. She walked to her car. As she got into her car, she saw a man coming out of his. He looked like he was from the daydream she had in class. She couldn't tell, but she felt like he was watching her. She looked away. The man was making her uncomfortable. As she drove off, the man got back into his car.
Sydney parked the car in the garage. She went inside and went to the living room. She fell on the couch and sighed.
"How was school?" her mother asked.
"It was okay," she said simply. Sydney turned the television on.
"By the way, Lauren and her parents are coming over on Saturday," her mother said. Sydney sat upright in disbelief.
"Lauren? Blond and Bitchy Lauren?" she said loudly.
"Honey, that's rude. I don't want you talking like that in front of them." Sydney ignored her.
"Why are they coming over? You know I don't like them," Sydney said angrily.
"Well, when you grow up, you're going to have to work with people you don't like," her mother said in a matter-of-factly voice.
"Fine, I'll just go out to the mall by myself when they come over."
"No, you're not. You are going to stay here, have dinner with them, and enjoy their company." Sydney turned the TV off and sighed.
"Whatever..." She got up and went to her room. She turned her computer on and checked her e-mail. She didn't have any. She decided to do her homework. While she was finishing a lab report for chemistry, she noticed the house was deadly silent. She went downstairs and noticed it was dark.
"Hello?" she called out. "Mom?" There was no answer. Suddenly, a hand tapped her shoulder. She screamed.
"Honey?" it was her dad. Sydney sighed with relief.
"Where's Mom?"
"Oh, she went out shopping. I was taking a nap."
"Shopping? This late?" Sydney asked incredulously. Her dad shrugged.
"You know how she is..." her dad said.
Sydney nodded and sighed from relief again. She went back upstairs. She sat down and noticed a small brown envelope peeking out from under her textbook. She pulled it and it had her name written out on the front. She opened it and there was a small plain note. It said: "We're out there. Neo." She stared with wide eyes at the note. What did it mean? What was going on? She looked at the time. It was only 7 p.m. She turned her computer on again. The screen stayed black. Sydney tried to restart it, but nothing happened. Suddenly, words appeared.
"We're out there." Sydney started breathing hard. Her palms started to sweat. She looked behind her, towards the window. When she turned back, the words were gone. Strange things had been happening to her lately. She couldn't explain what it was. There was something wrong.
Chapter 1
"Sydney!!! Sydney, get up!!" Sydney opened her eyes slowly. She realized that it was morning. She groaned and turned over. She threw her blanket over her head to block out the sunlight pouring into her room. Her mother came in and pulled the blanket off.
"Up," she said and left.
"Mom!" Sydney yelled after her. She dragged herself to the washroom. It was another stupid day for her. She hated school and her life. It was the same thing over and over every damn day. She knew there was something was wrong. She knew that there had to be more to life than school and money. She dreaded school. She didn't have any friends there and she hated everyone else. She went downstairs and grabbed her backpack. She left without saying a word or eating breakfast. She walked to her car and drove off.
Sydney glared at all the rich girls and boys who passed her. Sydney had to admit that she was rich, too. But, she wasn't like those other superficial, spoiled people who flaunted their shiny gadgets in front those who weren't rich. She wanted to slap them. Didn't they realize that there was a huge world out there, much more bigger than this stupid university and being smart and getting rich? School was going to end in three months. They seriously needed to get a life.
School was a bore to her. Would she need to know all this stuff in her future? Of course she did. After all, she was going to be a doctor. That was according to her mother, who had her future all laid out for her. Well, she questioned her future. After all, it wasn't really her future, since she never decided that for herself. She struggled to stay awake because her biology teacher was like an engine that couldn't and wouldn't turn off. Sydney stared out the window and started to daydream. A man popped up in her head. He was tall and wearing a dark cloak with dark sunglasses. He was fighting two other men. They wore suits and dark sunglasses, too. The man with the dark cloak was amazing. He spun, kicked, blocked and punched before the other two could even touch him. It's like he knew what their next move was going to be. The two men were knocked out in a minute. The man took his glasses off and called out, "Sydney...Sydney..." Suddenly, a loud bell started ringing. Sydney jerked in her seat and realized that class was over. She looked at her notebook and saw that she had written the word "Neo" all over her paper. She shook her head and gathered her books.
After lunch was a free period. She decided to go to the track. Her mother was always nagging her to stay fit.
Sydney warmed up and took her position at the starting point. She took off really fast. She was almost sprinting. The wind whistled in her ears as she ran faster and faster. Everything became a blur around her. All she could see was the track in front of her. She could just see that the finish point was coming closer and closer. She passed some other people who were on the track and before she knew it, she back on at the starting point again. She saw the athletic director hurrying after her.
'Oh, damn it. Am I in trouble again?'
"Where did you learn to run like that?" he asked her. Sydney shrugged. "You are going to be on the school's relay team," he said before she could protest. She didn't want to be on the relay team.
"I don't want to be on the relay team, sir," she said. He stared at her.
"But, you have to be! You run faster than anyone I've ever seen. I don't know how I didn't notice your talent before."
"I'm not going to be on the relay team," Sydney said firmly and walked off.
"Think about it!" he yelled after her.
After her other classes, the day was over. 'Finally,' she thought. She walked to her car. As she got into her car, she saw a man coming out of his. He looked like he was from the daydream she had in class. She couldn't tell, but she felt like he was watching her. She looked away. The man was making her uncomfortable. As she drove off, the man got back into his car.
Sydney parked the car in the garage. She went inside and went to the living room. She fell on the couch and sighed.
"How was school?" her mother asked.
"It was okay," she said simply. Sydney turned the television on.
"By the way, Lauren and her parents are coming over on Saturday," her mother said. Sydney sat upright in disbelief.
"Lauren? Blond and Bitchy Lauren?" she said loudly.
"Honey, that's rude. I don't want you talking like that in front of them." Sydney ignored her.
"Why are they coming over? You know I don't like them," Sydney said angrily.
"Well, when you grow up, you're going to have to work with people you don't like," her mother said in a matter-of-factly voice.
"Fine, I'll just go out to the mall by myself when they come over."
"No, you're not. You are going to stay here, have dinner with them, and enjoy their company." Sydney turned the TV off and sighed.
"Whatever..." She got up and went to her room. She turned her computer on and checked her e-mail. She didn't have any. She decided to do her homework. While she was finishing a lab report for chemistry, she noticed the house was deadly silent. She went downstairs and noticed it was dark.
"Hello?" she called out. "Mom?" There was no answer. Suddenly, a hand tapped her shoulder. She screamed.
"Honey?" it was her dad. Sydney sighed with relief.
"Where's Mom?"
"Oh, she went out shopping. I was taking a nap."
"Shopping? This late?" Sydney asked incredulously. Her dad shrugged.
"You know how she is..." her dad said.
Sydney nodded and sighed from relief again. She went back upstairs. She sat down and noticed a small brown envelope peeking out from under her textbook. She pulled it and it had her name written out on the front. She opened it and there was a small plain note. It said: "We're out there. Neo." She stared with wide eyes at the note. What did it mean? What was going on? She looked at the time. It was only 7 p.m. She turned her computer on again. The screen stayed black. Sydney tried to restart it, but nothing happened. Suddenly, words appeared.
"We're out there." Sydney started breathing hard. Her palms started to sweat. She looked behind her, towards the window. When she turned back, the words were gone. Strange things had been happening to her lately. She couldn't explain what it was. There was something wrong.