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The next thing I remembered was waking up in a blinding white room. I tried to lift up my hand up to my forehead but was stopped by needles and tubes connecting themselves to my wrist. I looked to my left and saw a vase with a colorful arrangement of flower, the note on the side saying it was from Mary Eleanor, my sister. So I deduced that I was in a bed in a hospital room, but why?

Oh wait, I fell down the steps because of a headache, right. Then I stupidly let go of the railing and fell backwards, banging my head off a step. I wonder how long I was out; a day perhaps? Two?

"la manière dont le patient est?" A voice in French asked some where nearby. I at first wasn't understanding the words, but then I soon remembered that I was in France.

"She is fine. Everything is normal." I started translating the words spoken in my head.

I lifted my head to face the voices that belonged to two nurses, "What time is it?"

The brunette and blond nurses looked up from the clipboards to look at me. At first their expression showed slight shock, as if they didn't know I was to wake up, but then they both smiled warmly at me.

"Ah, it's about noon right now," The brunette told me kindly as she reached over to check my vitals. "You've been out for quite some time, so long we thought you would never wake up."

"Really? How long?" I asked groggily. "Oh well, I don't care right now, it couldn't have been that long. So where are my aunt and uncle?"

The brunette's smile lessened into a wary reassurance. She looked at her fellow nurse who in turned spoke up for her. "I'm sorry, but you have been out for a little over a two months. Your guardians had to go to work a month and a half ago."

"Oh," Was all I could say without throwing a huge fit of anger. Instead I looked at the needles shot up through my veins in disdain. Well, they had to be at work at some point, but with tones of the nurses, it tells me they didn't even bother to visit. Guess it wasn't worth their hard-working lives.

The nurses looked at me sympathetically, like they knew my struggle. Then they both turned to each other and had a hushed conversation that didn't include me, but I had a feeling it was about me.

I sighed and broke their conversation rudely. "Well, how long do I have to be in this place? I feel fine, and I doubt I'll have a better time here than boarding school."

They both looked at me, once again staring at me wide eyed. Then the blond one finally cleared her throat, stood straighter up, and spoke up. "Your guardians scheduled a representative from Kadic to test your capabilities for when you woke up. We can run a few more tests with you and then call them right away, if you wish."

With that she nodded to her partner and left swiftly, very uniformly. I groaned, annoyed that they had already set everything up even though they didn't even know when I would awake. Such good people, they are, really, my education must come as quickly as possible to follow my families footsteps of life.

A few days later, after so many silly doctor tests, I was finally 'adequate' enough to stand before a non-doctor/nurse. It was simple things like describing colors, shapes, and numbers. Or testing my reflexes by catching a ball a million times. Also got some brain scan stuff to see my brain activity.

After all that stuff, they tested me in my French skills, which I easily passed with flying colors. Then they were given some school tests to see if I'm missing out on anything, and I'm not in the long run, my parents crammed so much junk in this head that it's unreal.

During those days afterward, I even got a few calls from my aunt and uncle, saying that they are glad that I'm awake and that I have them a scare. Then they also apologized for leaving so early because work called for them, in London of course. I still don't even know what kind of scientific work they do yet, all I knew was they always had to 'leave' and go everywhere. Hell, I never even got to know what my parents did. My family is so secretive and such selfish bastards.

Then my twin sister called, in all her dramatic glory, and told me how worried she had been since she found out what happened. She even told me the story of how she tried to smuggle herself out of school and come to France to visit, and failed, then got herself some detention. I spent a good half hour trying to comfort the poor girl.

"Ellie, for the last time, I am perfectly fine. All I have is a slight concussion, nothing else." I spoke to her in English, since she absolutely refused to speak French. She knew it, of course because our parents said language is a key part to science and literally made us learn. She soon refused anything other than English when our parents died, saying that English is a language everyone knew.

"I know Laini, but I couldn't bare the thought of losing you too." She said, almost crying. "You should really come back to the States and go to school with me, please."

I sighed speaking into my phone and leaning leaning in my bed. "Can't do that, I'm afraid. Got expelled from that school in the first week, and I think it was because of starting some fight or two. And also no to the 'near another school' approach, and I don't have to explain why to that either."

Ellie was quiet for a few seconds before she let out a long sigh in defeat, "Alright, but as soon as my probation in this school is over, I'm coming over there."

Now it was my turn to sigh, "Alright, you do what you want, I'm not gonna stop you."

In truth, I may have sounded like I didn't care, but I did. I would love to have my sister here, but if I go telling her that she would hold it over my head for the rest of my damn life. We're sisters, not keepers. And plus, she is a prep school wannabe as well, I can't just turn a blind eye to that.

"Ha, okay," My sister replied happily and then a voice in the background told her to shut up. "Oh, sorry sis but it's nighttime over here and my roommate is a bitch, I gotta go."

"Kay, I'll text you, or something, later. Bye" I quickly shut the phone, ending the conversation because someone new came in.

He was an older man with grey hair and beard, age 50 at the absolute most. He wore some eyeglasses, a nice grey shirt with matching tie and a long brown jacket to cover the rest.

"Miss Alder, this is the principle of Kadic, Mr. Delmas." Joyce, the brunette nurse, said sweetly and gestured toward the man. "He decided that it would've been best for him to see you himself before you are taken to Kadic."

"Alright," I said evenly to Joyce and then looked at Mr. Delmas and gave him my warmest introductions. "It's nice to meet you, sir."

"Ah, it's very nice to meet you too," He replied kindly and then took a seat next to my bed. "I have been informed that you would be joining our class earlier in the year, but horrible circumstances caused a delay."

I nodded simply and placed took a sip of my water that laid on my side table.

"And then your parents very kindly-"

"My legal guardians." I corrected.

"Yes, I meant that." He coughed a little and sat up straighter. "They kindly asked me to come and visit you so I could see for myself if you were healthy enough to come to the school. And I said yes because I had to come and get your test papers anyway."

More like bribed him to come and get me into school. "Yes sir, I feel much better and would like to start as soon as possible, I may get even farther behind."

Then we sat there and started talking about what classes I should be in, any sports that I do, and extra activities. I'm not going to bore you with the details, but it went something like this; My answers were simple; classes are going to be whatever my aunt and uncle decides, since they want to be in charge. As for sports I said I did Cross country and archery, though I doubt they had it. Then for extra activities I said nothing important, my sister was the drama and dance kind.

"Alright, everything's settled." Mr. Delmas said as he closed his binder and stand up, ready to leave. "As soon as you're discharged, you are free to enroll at Kadic."

I put on my happy face and spoke kindly, "They say tomorrow would be fine. My aunt said she would be picking me up tomorrow with my stuff to take me to your school."

Mr. Delmas took a step back in slight shock. I know I was surprised too, but he was surprised I wanted to start classes early, I was surprised my aunt was actually picking me up.

"Are you sure?" He asked uncertainly. "Wouldn't you like to spend some time at home to get on your feet?"

Nope, I would be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and I wouldn't want to stay with them even if I wanted too. I was still very mad at them, and it may have been over a month for them, but it's been a little over a week for me.

"Yes, I'm sure. I would really like to start as soon as possible and move on with my life."

The very next day, like I just said a little bit ago, I was on my way to Kadic in the family's sleek black car once again. My aunt was the one who picked me up and happily chirped to the nurses as she signed me out. Then she quickly guided me out of the bleach white walls with some stinging cleaning smell, and out to an orange rising sun with the smell of fall in the air.

But then it all ended when I had to get in the ice cube cold car with its horrible smelling leather seats. I sat there, very dejected, and watched out the door as my aunt skipped to the drivers seat beside me. I contemplated right then and there if I should run now, or wait till the car gets moving at a high speed and jump out.

But my dearest aunt saw through my looks and pressed a button on the dash that wouldn't allow me to unlock my door. So there went my plan of action for freedom, taken out by a button.

"So, you ready for school?" Aunt Clara asked as she pulled out of the parking lot and into the road.

I didn't say anything back, but to respond to her at all, I flipped the hood of my jacket up, put my headphones on, and then blared my music loudly enough for her to easily hear. I didn't even bother to turn my head when she nudged my shoulder in, I guess, a joking nature.

She tried getting my attention with her nudging for a few more minutes, each time getting more and more forceful. All I did was sit there, unmoving and not showing any expression. That got her really pissed off since, you know, since she wants to be everyone's friend.

Frustrated, she yanked out both my headphones and started speaking harshly to me, "Mary Elainie Elizabeth Alder, why won't you cheer up a little? This game you're playing has gone on long enough. You're going to Kadic and that's final, do I make myself clear?"

I glared daggers at her before snatching my other two headphones out of my pocket and plugged them in. I turned my head away and looked forward, staring once again out the window. This game I was playing hasn't gone on long enough, I had been out cold and you haven't been around, I've been perfect with the other people around and haven't gotten the time to play my game.

She pulled out my headphones once again, clearly not knowing a had more. "Listen here, I am not your parents where I will bend to your will and let you stay at home by yourself without supervision. You are now in my care, and you will follow my rules."

"Aunt Clara, please, they didn't allow me to do anything, I made them." I said and sneered at her. "Simple as that."

Aunt Clara huffed in anger and her cheeks started to burn a pulsing red red color that made me grin happily. She went quiet for the rest of the car ride, leaving an uneven air between us that I didn't mind.

"This is Kadic?" I thought out loud to no one other than my aunt. It looked like a regular school complex, which was totally different than what I had been thinking.

"Yes, and it's considered one of the best." My aunt replied in a disapproving voice as she parked the car for me to get out. "You can find your own way to the office. I thought I could take you all the way, but I can't. You can go through that building over there and just keep going straight. Don't worry, all the paperwork has been signed."

I turned to look at her, her face lined with fear as she gazed longingly at the school's main building. I wonder what got her so unhappy, I'm kind of missing her perky, and motherly, control. I shook that thought almost completely, grabbed my grey shoulder bag, and got out of the car.

I went to the back of the car and pulled out my line suitcase, this time easier to take out because of it only being one. And as soon as I shut the trunk door, aunt Clara immediately turned on the car and sped away, leaving me with no way to actually sign myself in.

I hope they don't mind my guardian just leaving me on their front steps like this. I thought distantly as I started trudging myself to the nearest building where my aunt pointed and through its doors.

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