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Chapter 3

Sooner than I would have liked, the weekend ended, and it was my first day at my new school. Maura was going to take me, since it was my first day and there was paperwork to fill out or whatever. I was nervous, I had spent all weekend attached to my new caretakers at the hip, I didn't want to spend all day without them. But Jane said both her and Maura would be there to pick me up when school was over, and we could go get ice cream if I was good. So there was that to look forward to.

The day was a blur, and before I knew it I was sitting in the back seat of Jane's police cruiser.

"So, kiddo, how was your first day?" Jane asked as we pulled away from the school.

"It was ok" I answered "Everyone was really nice, and this girl named Sara was my new student buddy, she helped me so I didn't get lost, that school is huge!" that made both Maura and Jane chuckle. The school was huge, exactly what you think of when you think "private school". The school was made up of two large modern brick and glass buildings that housed the separate lower and upper schools, connected by the shared cafeteria, a separate athletic facility with every sport you could think of, and a big old stone house serving as the main office and library. While on my orientation tour, I was told that the main office building used to be the whole school, but as they got bigger and bigger they decided they needed new buildings, and built these new ones a few years ago. It was so big, but I remembered what Jane told me and didn't let myself get overwhelmed, just took deep breaths the whole time, and focused on knowing that Jane and Maura would be here as soon as school was over, and everything would be ok.

"And are your teachers nice?" Maura asked, "You're not behind in any of your classes are you?"

"No, the teachers gave me study guides for the units we're working on so I have all the notes I need that I might have missed." Being only in the 5th grade, I really wasn't behind in anything, or at least nothing that a little help from my teachers couldn't fix. This school was so different from all my other ones. In my previous schools I had always felt like the teachers were out to get me, trying to make me fail, but here, all my new teachers were so nice, they had all talked to me personally after class to make sure I knew what was going on, and give me notes and study guides on things I had missed so I could catch up.

Looking in the rearview mirror, I saw Jane smile, her dark eyes sparkling.

"That's great Shannon, we're really happy you like your new school. Now, who's excited for ice cream?" As we all raised our hands in unison, I felt all traces of leftover panic leave my body. For the first time in as long as I remembered, I felt truly happy. I had almost forgotten what that felt like, happiness.

My life was changing so dramatically in such a short amount of time, it wasn't long before something went wrong. The next few days went by without a hitch, until gym class on Friday. Gym had been my favorite class at my old schools, being taller than most kids I was faster and stronger than them too, and that made me better at most of the games we played. Today we were in the gymnasium, playing basketball. This basketball gym had the standard sized hoops at either end of the court, and then along the sides were special hoops that were lower than the standard, so that the young kids could play and actually have a chance of making a basket.

We had spent the first fifteen minutes or so of class running drills, dribbling and layups and whatnot, and then we had free play for the rest of class. The kids had split up among the four lowered hoops, and I was playing with Sara, my assigned "buddy" from my first day, and some other kids she had introduced me too. Sara had been so friendly my first day, and after discovering that she was a Red Sox fan like me, we had become instant friends. Sara was pretty popular, and she had made sure to introduce me to all her friends, she had at least one in every one of my classes, so I always had a friendly face to sit next to, and ask questions when I didn't understand something.

Everything had been going fine, Sara and her friends and I had mostly just been passing the ball around while they filled me in on all the school gossip, occasionally making a lazy attempt at a basket, when a boy I didn't know casually came walking over to me.

"Hey, it's Shannon, right?" The boy asked. He was shorter than me, with carefully combed sandy-blond hair and a light dusting of freckles over his cheeks. While his question was innocent, there was a glimmer of mischief in his eyes that made me not trust him.

"Yeah, I'm Shannon, Shannon Adams-I mean, Isles-Rizzoli. Shannon Isles-Rizzoli. What's it to you?" I was still getting used to my new last name, Jane and Maura said I didn't need to change it, but I never really liked my last name, it was so common. I had never met another Isles-Rizzoli, and I wanted to be the only one in school. That had made them really happy and teary for some reason, it wasn't that big a deal was it?

"Is it true you're adopted?" the boy asked.

"Yeah, so what?" I was getting annoyed at this point, why was this boy I didn't know asking me these dumb questions. During this first week I had become a bit of a subject to gossip about in the lower school, everyone had been talking about the new girl starting a month into the semester. So this random stranger most likely already knew the answers to his questions, and I was finding it increasingly irritating.

A small smirk had formed on his freckled cheeks as he asked his next question. "Is it true you have two moms?" At this everyone within earshot stopped what they were doing and started staring, at him, at me. I could feel more eyes on me than I was comfortable with, and the smirk on the boys mouth only grew as I answered "Yes, again, so what?" if possible, his smirk grew, and he leaned closer, almost whispering his next question. I could smell his vile breath as he spoke.

"How does it feel, being adopted by a pair of dykes?"

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