Chapter 2
When things got even weirder I was in gym class. Doing laps around the gym, I noticed Mrs. D motioning for me to come over. At first I thought she was going to reprimand me for my inability to skip again. But she pushed me into the stairwell and grabbed my wrists, tight. She leaned in close so I could smell the tuna sandwich she'd had for lunch.
"You know if I were you, I would start running and never stop," she whispered in a raspy voice," now go!"
She shoved me forward into the poolroom. I ran into the nearest bathroom and hid for the rest of the period. I questioned reporting Mrs. D to the principal but I'd been sent there enough times to think that he wouldn't trust me. After gym I was starting to think that the day might actually end well when I stepped in to English. I found myself under the gaze of Miss Tuper.
On the first day of school Miss Tuper had rolled her huge girth into class and started spelling her name phonetically (to-par). When a guy named Jack had tried to talk to his friends she spun around a hit him on the head with a ruler. In the months leading up to winter break Miss Tuper had become the scourge of entire grade, physically assaulting or giving detention to everyone except me. In fact she seemed to be torturing me in a completely different way she followed me up and down the halls gushing with complements and giving out "A"s and candy whenever we passed. Today she was fixing me with the same creepy smile and I was happy to have 2 weeks of winter break to try and forget she existed. After a class of screaming and kicking and very little teaching (not that I paid attention) school was finally over. As I gathered my things, Miss Tuper's voice rang out over the room suddenly quiet and sweet,
"Actually Debra could I speak to you?" It may have been a question but it wasn't a request. I shuffled over to her desk looking at my feet. I heard her slowly rise from the chair and then she wrapped her ice-cold arms around me. I flinched at their touch but mainly stayed still. She leaned in close, voice reptilian in my ear,
"You know sssome ssay you have a great dessstiny, you know what I think, yooou don't watchhhh your back". I ripped free of her grasp and raced head long out the door. I took turns hard, weaving in between people and finally burst outside. I hurried to the bus stop but saw Mrs. D speed walking toward me. I spun around racing around back. A path there lead through a park and on to my street. I looked at the sky, black clouds churned and thunder rumbled.
I rushed up the path as it began to drizzle. Two gigantic Fir trees showed the entrance. As I passed beneath them the needles rustled like whispers of the dead. Suddenly, thunder cracked and as lightening light the sky, the heavens opened wide. In the maelstrom I couldn't see more than five feet in front of me, but still I ran. My foot caught on a rock and sent me sprawling in the mud. As I scrambled to my feet I hit something hard and cold with my hand. I crouched down to get a better look. And there wedged halfway into the mud between two blades of grass was a silver object. I pulled it out running my fingers over it as rain dripped off my nose. It fit perfectly in the palm of my hand, made of brushed silver with rounded edges. Three lines protruded on each side close together and as I ran my fingers over its cross-section I knew what it was supposed to be, a spine.
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