Now our story begins.
Luna... Chapter 1...
"I heard her dyslexia is getting worse by the day!"
"Her dyslexia!? Her brittle bone disease is so bad she cannot even do P.E without breaking something!"
"Oh how convenient! Sheesh, I feel so sorry for Phoebe!"
"I know! Luna must be such an embarrassment to have as a sister!"
"I know right?! Did you hear about the time she danced on the cafeteria tables?! I was there!"
"Oh really? Well I was there when her ADHD got so bad she was running through the school chucking stationary at the teachers!"
"Really?!"
"N-No, but Cathy Hendrickson was there!"
The gossip at London Private was unbearable. Every single girl that attended enjoyed a bit of juicy gossip, well, excluding me. All the gossip seems to be about my faults: like my brittle bone disease, or my ADHD or my dyslexia...
I had just slipped into a seat next to a window when the bell for English had rung. "Alright kiddies, turn to page..." Mrs Fisher began. I dozed off immediately, the exhaustion from all the stress from school washed over me.
"Luna!" A boy with light brown hair and as green eyes yelled for me. Shadows swallows him and five winged figures appeared in his place. Each one had either black or blonde hair. They spoke as one with the same silver eyes glowing with hatred. "Favored one, favored one, mother always loved you best. Come forth to save them all, this shall be your test." They smirked. I wanted scream, I wanted to know what had happened to the boy. Shadowy wings emerged from the darkness, sprouting from my back.. "Luna, detention!" The figure closest to me shrieked, sounding awfully like Mrs Fisher.
"Whuuuut?" I mumbled. The girls around me giggled. Mrs Fisher rolled her eyes at me. The laughing grew louder. "I said, Luna detention!" She spoke as if I was just being stupid and wasn't asleep. I glared at her. "No." I mumbled. Her fish eyes widened in surprise at my blatant defiance. "Excuse me!?" She shrieked, forcing everyone within five miles to cover their ears. I tipped my head to one side. "I said, no." I said, firmly. I picked up my books and ran for the playground.
"Luna, what are you doing here?" A familiar voice asked. I turned my face to an almost mirror image of my self holding an extremely large potted plant. "Phoebe, you know how much I hate Mrs Fisher, I can't stand her!" I sighed. I looked at my sister with wonder. She had the same dark blonde hair, same small build and same fairy- like features. But somehow, we had managed to end up with completely different personalities.
"Hey, if you manage to keep out of trouble for the rest of the day, I'll buy you ice cream. Deal?" Phoebe asked, offering her hand. I considered the offer and with a big grin on my face, I shook her hand. "Deal." I smiled.
I survived the rest of the day (with a warning from the headmistress and three lunch time detentions for the following week) with a happy attitude. When Phoebe finally arrived I had the biggest, stupidest smirk on my face. "I want a strawberry ripple and fudge sunday supreme. With donuts and brownies on the side. Oh, and a slice of cake." I laughed, Phoebe's face fell as she realised how much it was going to cost her. "But that's twenty pounds! Not to mention way over priced, besides, you owe me." She said. I rolled my eyes at my twin sister.
We walked halfway to the ice cream store when I reached for my pocket. "I forgot my phone..." I sighed. "Wait here, okay Phoebe?" And then I took off, not waiting for her answer. When I reached the school, it was empty. Something tugged at my blazer sleeve until it ripped, and I turned around to see the school gate with a scrap of material stuck to one of its ominous spikes. My elbow felt sore an I knew without looking that I had scratched it.
The halls were quiet, oddly enough. I made my way to my locker, which was hanging open. My phone lay smashed inside it. "Who the hell did that to my phone!?" I said to no one in particular. The empty corridor seemed to answer me with an echo. I sighed, it had been the second phone I'd had in a month.
Something made a sound, it was like a pin had dropped. But nothing else seemed to reach my ears. I was sure the corridor was empty, so I put it to my over active imagination. I looked around just to make sure, and then locked the locker door.
Suddenly, the corridor was strangely light. I turned away from my locker and saw a massive wall of blue silvery light. "What the hell?!" I screamed and I dropped everything I had and ran as fast as my ridiculously impractical school shoes would let me. I raced down the corridor, turned a corner and kept on running, the thing followed me and was constantly just inches behind my heels.
"Luna?" Someone's call pierced the suffocating air. It was Phoebe, she had come looking for me. I screamed for her to run, but she couldn't of heard me. She called again, sounding even closer. I suddenly crashed into somebody. I opened my eyes to see my sister with her's closed and a cut that ran across her fore head and over her left eye. I crawled over to her. "Phoebe?" I whispered. She didn't respond. I shook her shoulder, but she still didn't even stir. A door opened further along the corridor and a teacher stepped out, humming something tuneless. She caught sight of Phoebe and I and she screamed. Tears leaked down my face and they wouldn't stop. I had to ask myself this one question : What in the great wide world just happened?