[A/N] So not much to say other than the same thing applies to this chapter as was stated in the prologue. I will only write the next chapter if I get at least one review per chapter, okay guys and galls? So if you like it, review. Not so much, review(but keep it respectful). See any spelling errors, god please review. My iPod spell check can only catch so much and I don't always see the mistakes when I read through it. Long story short: feedback is needed!
-Mouseh[A/N]
CH. 1
I panted as I pelted down the darkened hallways of the privet school my adoptive family sent me to in western North Carolina. I could hear the many footsteps of my pursuers, the bullies that made my life living hell, following me. I was exhausted, having been beaten for the second time that day, my bruised and battered body running purely on adrenaline and my crazy good endurance.
My twin hearts thumped in my chest with fear. I was a freak, a mutant, and the bullies made sure I knew that. I was intellectually superior, psychically, well, I had two hearts and I can't be choked , and my genetics are defiantly NOT human. I look completely human, from my almost shoulder blade length brown hair and my sharp teal eyes that can pick out your life story just by looking you over, to my feet that have the first two little toes conjoined by 's just the start of the reasons everyone here seemed determined to either kill me, make me hate myself( they've succeeded there...), or force me away from this town into a laboratory to be a lab rat.
I sprinted as fast as I could toward a place only I knew of thanks to my hacking abilities. What's a girl prodigy that everyone hates supposed to do in her spare time;sleep? No, I'd hacked into the school's archives and found a disused room that no one seemed to remember was there, and that's where I was headed.
"Come on," I panted under my breath as I pushed myself just that much harder," Come on Ms. Belle, you can do it."I couldn't hear my classmates quite as well, but that didn't mean they weren't just taking a short cut to try to cut me off. I darted down a side hallway that, though it would take me longer, would be impossible to cut off my route until just before the hidden hallway that led to my room of choice.
I was in luck to find that not only had I lost the jerks that thought themselves superior to me, but the door that I normally had to hack(well I had to the first time, after that I just memorized the code) was open. I thought only of my relief and safe spot as I slowed to a jog to the old room.
I stepped into the brick room that I had practically moved into. The walls had posters taped to them from various music groups I liked, movies I loved, my fandom wall for animes and mangas, and pictures of my adoptive family scattered on them. My cello sat in one corner, a mattress in the opposite. All of my experimentation gear sat in a small area around the desk I'd eyes snapped over all the details, taking them in and immediately realized things were out of place. Someone had been in my room, my only safe place in this pathetically stupid school. "Who's been here, in mah room?" I questioned in my rugged Appalachian accent softly as I looked around, thankful for once that I didn't dust this place near as often as I should. I spotted the foot prints in the dust quickly. A taller person, wearing boots defiantly, and then there was where the prints led me. A square patch was clear of dust, but how it was cleared of dust I couldn't tell.
"What in the hell...? This makes no sense. How could a perfect square a dust be removed, and the footsteps disappear? Done on purpose maybe... No too good a job, an object was sittin' here. A very large object, and the person walked into it and disappeared," I thought aloud.
I was a little freaked out. You probably would be too if you had one room in the entire universe that was your haven besides your own bedroom and you discovered someone had been in it without your knowledge, let alone permission.
"No, no, no..." I paced around the room to see if anything had been taken, moved, or added to my room. When I paced around to my cello corner, I found a small note taped to the wall behind my cello stand. I snatched it off the wall and read it quickly.
It read:
"Dear Eva,
Please forgive me for disturbing your room, I just needed to be sure I knew the best place to find you. You are not alone in the universe, silly girl. There are others like you. Please, keep yourself safe until I return.
Keep being brilliant,
The Doctor"
Dear lord, who was this Doctor guy?! In my room to know where to find me, so many theories could cover that it makes my head spin. I can't stay here tonight, but where else can I go that the idiots can't find me?! My mind raced through the possibilities and sorted out the ones that were too great a chance of being found by the rest of the population of the school. My dorm was out of the question seeing as everyone knew where my dorm was, so was any of the classrooms other than this one, and I had no friends to go to for help.
I groaned in annoyance as I eliminated more and more possibilities," Damn it Ah don't have anywhere ta go! Ah'm just goin' ta have to stay here then."
I walked over to my mattress and flopped down on it gracefully. "We'll at least Ah'll be killed by a serial killer and not those bullies," I snickered to myself at the thought that someone else will beat those bastards at their own game.
I shifted into a ball and pulled up the blanket my adoptive mother made for me when I was little.A large mouse the color of my own hair was stitched onto the black background fabric. I pulled its familiar presence around me, and closed my eyes to allow myself to drift off to dull sleep.
I was running down the halls of the large manner I called home, screaming with glee as my adoptive brother, Mark, chased me down the halls. I was fast, with crazy good endurance, but Mark was on the track team and had much longer legs than my 8 year old self.
"Eva Belle, come back here!" he called after me," You can't go running around without your pants on!"
True to my brother's words, I was running around with only my shirt and underwear on. "But I don't wanna wear any pants!" I yelled back," Wearin' pants isn't any fun!"
"Eva, we're fixin' to go inta town, you gotta put on some pants, you silly girl!"
"I'm not goin' inta town! No one wants me there. No one ever has."
"I want you there and so does the rest of the family!"
"Well, you're my family. I would hope so!"
"Eva! Stop running, please! I'm not a long distance runner!"
"Nyet."
"Ugh... Eva Anna Belle, you best be fixin' to run all the way to your room and be puttin' some pants on by the time I find Momma."
"What! That's not fair! Why are ya gettin' Momma involved?!"
"Because you won't put your dang pants on!"
As I rounded a corner, I ran straight into a warm body. I fell back onto the floor and looked up to see my adoptive mother standing there.
She was a tall and slim women with flowing auburn hair that was almost always up in a professional looking bun. "Eva, what are ya doin' without any pants on? We're goin' inta town soon, so you'd best be fixin' to go put them on," Mrs. Lori Belle chastised.
"Sorry, Momma. I'll go put them on now," I said quietly as I picked myself off the floor, ignoring her offered hand. As I turned away I felt a hand on my shoulder slowly turn me back to face my mother.
"Eva, you're not in trouble," she said softly, cupping my face," it just isn't 'real good to be runnin' 'round with no pants on. You'll get sick and give those morons in town more of an excuse to dislike you. You don't want that do ya?"
I shook my head no and looked my mother in her gentle green eyes," 'Course I don't. Why would I?"
"Then go get dressed, darlin'."
"Alright Momma, I'll see you in a little bit."
My mother smiled dotingly at me as I walked away, and my brother finally jogged to stand beside her. "I worry about that girl," Mark said as I turned the corner.
I awoke from the memory and smiled gently to myself as I stretched my lanky limbs. I slipped off my mattress and padded on the balls of my feet like is my usual way over to my small plastic tub with extra uniforms in it. I slipped into the male uniform( I refuse to wear the skirt since they were rather short). The pants and blazer were a deep blue with a white pressed button up shirt. I slipped on my black ballet flats and walked over to the full body mirror leaning against the wall. After brushing my thick hair into mild submission, I pulled my make up out of my back pack and threw on dark brown eye shadow, black eyeliner, a little mascara, my 'palest facial powder I can possibly find in the entire universe, thank you Clinique' powder, and a little natural red lip gloss.
'Much better,' I thought to myself as I pulled my hair into it's regular low pony tail. I grabbed my backpack and headed out, making sure to close and lock the door to the hallway this time. With that done I headed to my first class of the day; Honors Physics.
[A/N] Thanks for reading guys and galls! Please reviewif you want to read what happens next. Next chapter is the Doctor meeting Mouse and something very traumatic for Mousey girl. So, if you want to read more then click that lovely button on the bottom of the page.
-Mouseh[A/N]
