Chapter 4: The Discovery
Aelita's POV
I sat in Math, the last period of the day. It was maybe 5 minutes until the bell rang. I was having trouble paying attention to Mrs. Kensington, as the photo still stuck in my head.
"You okay, Aelita?" Jeremie asked, getting my attention.
"Yeah, it's just the thought of the photo, who the girl is, and if she is in any relation to me, I feel bad that I don't even remember who she is." I said, looking at the photo once more.
"There has to be some trace of that girl in that house if she lived with you." Jeremie said, reassuring me.
"That's true." I said. Just then, the bell rang. Everyone rushed out.
Ulrich, Jeremie, Odd, and I waited for Yumi, who was now walking down the hall.
"Well, are you ready to go to the Hermitage?" Yumi asked, as she approached the group.
Honestly, I'm so overwhelmed by everything, I don't want to go anymore.
"No, I don't want to go anymore. We'll go tomorrow, right now, I'm a little too overwhelmed." I said, hesitantly.
"Okay, Aelita. We'll postpone it until tomorrow, if that's what you feel comfortable with." Jeremie said.
I smiled. "Thanks for understanding you guys." I said. "I'll catch you guys later." I said as I started to walk off.
"Bye Aelita!" The group echoed throughout the hall. I decided to head to my dorm, and relax for a bit. I might hop online for the rest of the night or something.
I walked up the stairs, and noticed Irena walking up as well. Weirdly, I hadn't seen her all day, until now. She started looking at me... But this time, Her eyes looked like they were saying "Help me."
I just minded my business, and walked to my dorm. I unlocked it, and went inside. I sat down my notebook, and the photo slipped out. I picked it up, and looked at strands of hair. They looked to be a shade of blonde.
Just then, someone knocked on my door, and I was so startled I jumped.
I opened the door, shocked to see Irena at my door.
"Hey Irena, what's up?" I asked, nicely.
"Not much, I just felt like talking. Can I come in?" She asked.
"Sure." I said, as I opened the door wide. Irena examined my room.
"Wow, I like your room. It kind of reminds me of my old room before I..." She cut herself off.
"Before you.. What?" I asked.
"Before I-I m-moved, that's all." She stuttered.
"Oh, where did you move from?" I asked.
"I still lived here in Paris, I just moved to a new house so I could be in Kadic district." She said. It was a pretty good explanation, but for some reason, I didn't quite believe her because of her studdering. I've found that most people studder when they lie.
"Ahh. Do you know Odd Della Robbia?" I asked.
"The weird dude with the blonde and purple hair?" She asked.
"Yupp. I'm his cousin." I said.
"Oh, really? Cool." She said, but she gave me a bit of a "your lying" type look.
It was silent for quite a while. She kept staring at my window.
"So uh- what grade are you in?" I asked.
No answer.
"What's your father do?"
No answer.
"Um.. Hello?"
She then looked away from the window and glared at me.
"It's rude to ask so many questions." She said, coldly, and continued to look out the window.
Well, excuse the heck out of me! Someone's bipolar.
She continued looking out the window, looking as if she was about to cry.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
She turned around to face me.
"Yeah, I'm just thinking of something I heard when I first came here in this area." She said.
"Oh, and what is that?" I asked. It was probably some rumor she heard about someone in the school.
"I heard that a teacher here mysteriously disappeared, and when he disappeared, he left one of his daughters in his house to suffer."
Every piece of hair on my body raised as soon as I heard what she had said. Was she talking about my Father? She had to be!
"Oh, I never heard about that." I lied.
She then looked at me slyly. "I heard the daughter suffered and died."
"What?" I said. I had to admit, she was creeping me out a little.
"I heard that when the French Government came to arrest him, That he ran away with one of his daughters, but he left the other one behind out of bland favoritism. She was beaten to death, and forced to tell them where the father had gone, but she loved him so much that she died for him. And you know the best part?" She said, getting excited.
Okay, now she was freaking me out. "..What?" I said, hesitantly.
"Some say that they've spotted the daughter's ghost around here many times, and that she wants revenge." Irena said, a creepy smile suddenly spreading across her face.
I knew what she was trying to do, she was trying to scare me. I got angry. "GET OUT OF HERE, IRENA!" I yelled.
She laughed. "Hey, chill out. I was only kidding." She said.
"I DON'T CARE! THAT'S NOT SOMETHING TO JOKE AROUND ABOUT!" I yelled.
"Okay okay, I'm sorry." She said. "Well, it is getting kind of late. I suppose I should be heading out." She said, as she went to the door.
"Bye." I said.
"Bye." She said back, and closing the door.
I had to admit, after the story she had just told me, I was a little scared... She had to be talking about my Father! But he wouldn't have left one of his kids behind... And if he left her behind... Then that must mean... I was the "favorite" one. I don't believe this. My father is a good guy... Well, at least that I knew of.
I looked over at the photo, and looked at the arm.
"You must be the girl who suffered..."
