AN-welcome to chapter 2 of Siren. Again if you have anything to say about my story positive or negative please feel free to leave a review.
For clarification, Alison has people she knows call her Alice and people who are really close to her call her Ali
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Disclaimer: refer to chapter 1
My mother called me again," Alice, come here."
My stomach sank. I couldn't go down there. They'll take me away.
"Your still over reacting Ali." Siren says to me.
"I'm not over reacting!"I yell in response.
After my outburst I noticed what I had done, causing my face to turn pink. When I finally get over my initial embarrassment, I begin to panic. I hear footsteps, but not just any footsteps, the familiar footsteps of my mother as she walks upstairs in her 6-inch stilettos. She must have become impatient; I have been ignoring her for a while now. There's no doubt in my mind that she herd me freak out at Siren. I just hope our "guests" downstairs didn't notice.
As my mother opens the door I stand up and walk towards her. She opens her mouth as if to say something but I walk past her merely looking at her and firmly state, "I'm not crazy, I swear."
Walking down the familiar corridor, I pass the bathroom and my mother's bedroom before reaching the landing of the staircase. I brace myself by taking a deep breath before slowly making my way down the fourteen steps to the entry way. Upon reaching the bottom I find three people waiting. There's a biracial girl with black eyes and bushy blonde hair tied back in a pony tail. She stands at about 5'4". Next to her stands a girl of the same height and a boy who's about the same height as me. The second girl is quite different from the first. She has a Caucasian complexion, bright red hair, and light brown eyes. Then there's the boy, he's also Caucasian but his skin tone is much paler then the the red head, which is only emphasized by the dark shade of his black hair. I can't see his eyes as they're covered by a pair of sunglasses but I suspect they're either blue or green.
I just stand there, after all I have no clue what I'm supposed to say. I never get visitors; I've been home schooled since I was supposed to start grade two. I don't have any friends to practice social interactions with. Yay for being an awkward turtle.
"Hey awkward turtle, say something." Siren chastised me.
"Um," I draw out, "hello?"
They all simultaneously look up at me, as if surprised I was there. I'm far from quiet, were they all deep in thought. That's not very likely but it's not like they were talking to each other. Unless, is it possible that these three seemingly normal people are the sidekicks from last night. That would mean one of them is Miss Martian and they can talk telepathically.
"Hello?" I think hesitantly, feeling very much like an idiot.
"Hi," I hear a chirpy voice in response, "my names M'gann, but you can call me Megan, we're just here to talk with you! I mean if that's okay with you. Oh and the other two people with me are Artemis and Robin."
I jump back in surprise, not at all expecting her to respond mentally. I take a few seconds to compose myself, during which I hear a slight chuckle coming from who I now know is Robin. I just stare at him as if offended by his actions. He merely raises his hands in an "I surrender" position before apologizing. I can't tell if he's being sincere so I just continue to stare.
Shortly after, I look away towards the red head, who I assume is Megan, and ask in a robotic tone, "What do you wish to speak about?"
"Oh, nothing much,"she responds still as chirpy as ever, "would you mind coming with us for a little bit."
For a moment, I just blanked. That's exactly what I didn't want to do.
"Why?" I asked just above a whisper subconsciously.
"We just want to talk,"Artemis said as if it was obvious, "in private."
"Oh, I guess I was over reacting." I think in a way to appease Siren, before she says something snippy to me, and calmly state,"Alright where to?"
"Mount Justice." Robin states simply, "We already asked your mother."
"Okay, how long will I be gone?" I asked still a little untrusting.
"Not long." Was the straightforward response given to me.
I couldn't detect any falsehood in his statement, so I decided I'd go with them and quickly shout goodbye to my mother. I don't know what will happen next, but I'm certain I'll get back to my mother, eventually.
