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Chapter 2
"How did it go, Sarah?" a boy at the table asked.
She looked up from her food. "How did what go, Jay?"
"Hello. You got sent to Mrs. Filter's office. That's not really hard to forget." All the kids at the orphanage call Mrs. Spilter "Mrs. Filter".
"Oh." she pushed her broccoli around her plate with her fork. "Nothing happened really. I just got lectured."
"That's it? No torture? Nothing?" a girl said, her voice echoed through the grand hall.
"No, nothing like that, Avery. She just told me that I should be more careful." Sarah shrugged. "That's all."
"Seriously?" Jay said. "I heard that she ties kids up on the ceiling of her office and they're never to be seen again." he was always a drama king. Not like his sister, Avery, who's always quiet and polite.
Jay and Avery were identical twins. A rare boy, girl pair. They had the same honey brown hair and blue eyes. But after that they were complete opposites. Jay was more of a trouble maker where as Avery was a stickler for the rules. Their parents had died in a car crash when they were nine. They came to San Hill and Sarah had befriended them.
"That's where we thought you went you disappeared." Jay continued.
Avery hit him on the shoulder. "I didn't."
"Okay." he held his hands up. "I did but I bet there was other people who thought the same thing."
Sarah smiled at Jay. He always like to make up the craziest stories. "Trust me, guys. I went into her office. No one was tied to the ceiling."
Jay looked hurt. "Just because your older than us by..."
"Two years."
"Yeah, what you said, just because your older than us, doesn't mean that you can push us around."
Her grin widened. "I'm not pushing you around, Jay. I'm just saying that your little story isn't true."
"Hey," Avery butted in. "you're smiling! I haven't seen you smile since..."
"I know." Sarah said. "I know.
"No, Tony." Pepper pushed him away. "You're going too far."
"But-" he started.
"No. If you want to kiss me, then kiss me. But I will not turn into one of your groupies!"
He sighed. "Your impossible."
She smiled. "I know." she leaned in closer. "I think that's why you like me so much." she stood up and straightened her clothes.
"You can't do that to me." he complained.
"Why not?"
"Because..." he drifted off.
"Uh Huh. That's what I thought." she walked away, no doubt toward her office.
"Tough break, Tony. Try not to push too quickly." it was Rhodey.
His face flushed. "How much did you see?"
"Not much. Just from when she stood up."
He sighed in relief and got up from the couch. "Why does she do that?"
"I don't know, Tony. Maybe it has something to do with the last time."
"The last time what?" Rhodey raised his eyebrows. "Oh. The last time I tried that...but that was years ago!"
"You know. Everyone is not like you. They don't do something then forget the next day. Some people actually hold grudges."
"You think she's holding a grudge against me, Rhodey?"
"I didn't say that. I'm just saying that people remember. That's all."
"You confuse me sometimes." his hand went up to the arc reactor, tapping in thought. "Why are you here?"
"I'm supposed to deliver a message to Iron Man but you don't seem up to it right now." he turned to leave.
"Rhodey, you know as well as I do that I'm ready for any mission they might spring upon me."
"Okay, but you've got to promise not to tell Pepper. She wouldn't approve."
Tony glanced in the direction she left. "I'm liking it already."
Sarah sat on the swing and stared at the sky. The children where allowed a little free time before their afternoon chores and most of them came here, to the small playground.
Sarah was the oldest child at San Hill. So, naturally, she kept to herself most of the time. She only talked to Jay and Avery at meal times and just before bed. The rest of her day was either filled with work or her thoughts.
Whenever she had a spare second she'd be out on the playground sitting in her swing staring at the sky. When it was raining or too cold to go outside, she would read books like Peter Pan or Thumbelina. Stories about action, adventure, and escape from something bad.
These stories made her feel better about her life. They made her think more positively. Maybe she will find a family, and live happily ever after. Maybe she won't be stuck here until she was eighteen. Maybe she'll have a happy life and find a way to help the planet. Like Iron Man.
She shook her head. Ever since she'd seen him streak by the orphanage on his way to help save the world, she would resort to that last little hope. But she knew that Iron Man was too busy to care about one little girl stuck in a stupid orphanage. There was nothing he could do for her anyway, unless he can make the perfect family appear out of thin air. She knew that was impossible.
She sighed and walked over to the wire fence that surrounded the playground. It was the only thing stopping her from leaving this hopeless place. The only thing stopping her from finding her father. The only thing stopping her from finding out who had captured her. The only thing stopping her from freedom. Freedom to do what she wanted, when she wanted, with no questions asked. Freedom to roam as she pleased. No one cared about her, she was an insignificant little speck in the world's population.
She shook the fence in frustration. She knew that her freedom was right on the other side. She wanted to taste it so badly, more than she had ever wanted before. More than even she knew.
The whistle chirped loudly in her ear, signaling the end of free time. She knew that this was her only chance, now or never.
She started scaling the fence. Before she knew it she was at the top. No one had noticed her, yet. She swung her right leg over the fence, followed by her left. Her heart was pounding in her chest so loudly she thought for sure everyone could hear it.
When she began to climb down the other side, the children started pointing. But it was already too late, she could feel herself beginning to change. Wings were sprouting out of her back, her bones becoming lighter.
She dropped down from the fence and crouched, ready to take off at a moments notice. The guards ran toward the fence shouting commands in hoarse voices. She wondered if Mrs. Spilter knew what was going on.
Her wings extended to their full length, reflecting the fading sunlight off of their white feathers until it hurt to look at. She took off and made one last circle around the playground. "I'll come back and take you with me! I promise! You'll all find a place to live, a happy, normal life!" she saluted to the children and they saluted back, grins plastered on their faces.
Sarah Paton flew off and away from San Hill Orphanage, to her freedom.
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