I sat down with my charcoal omelet. Everyone looked at me, or at least in my general direction. Kalley, Emily, and Charles got up simultaneously and Gabe followed; they took their plates to the sink. John not getting up with the others makes me feel better for some reason. He was the first one to know about my dream, and he told Max and Fang for me. That's why, I guessed, he stayed instead of left.
Max and Fang came to sit down at the table on my left, John on my right. John nodded to me in encouragingly. "Alex, now, you are sure it was the school?" my mom asked calmly.
"I'm absolutely positive, same evil vide and chemical smell. Too many deformed things to be your normal, everyday hospital." I said quietly.
"Was there any indication that it could be anything else?" John asked his voice tense but face blank.
"No, everyth-" I was cut off.
"KALLEY! OUT! NOW!" my mom yelled, her voice echoing like in a cave.
"Bu-! How did you-!"
"Now!" Max's voice ice, it made me flinch, like nails on a chalkboard.
"-Sigh- Okay," her voice dripped with the fake sadness, she picked that up from me; that mischievous little girl.
"Ugh! You know what… no, just go get your school stuff and round everyone up. Go wait for the bus," Max said exasperation in her voice.
We left once everyone was ready. We are supposed to ride the bus but I have claustrophobia. Me + a 15 row bus + about 20 other kids = you better stay 5 seats behind, or in front, of me.
"So, Alex, what are you going to do today? I'm gonna act like Odette from 'Swan Lake'. Angel read me the story, and a just absolutely loved it!" ranted Emily doing a leap.
"Well, I'm going to pretend not to exist by sitting in the back, corner desk of each class!" I said cheerfully, and then groaned.
"Oh. Well, what about you John? You never tell us what you do during the school day," said Kalley eagerly trying to pry into what he does. Of course, in response, just to tick her off, he shrugged and put his hands in his pocket. She sighed. "Well, I'm gonna decorate my school books in purple sparkles," Kalley took out a vial of sparkles and stared at it as if she were on an Eraser looking at one of us. John kept looking around, at his surroundings, and his gaze kept falling on me, his dark, emotionless eyes softened for two seconds, that's when I realized he was worried about me, what with my dream and all.
"Oh, well, I'm gonna do something useful with my time!" Gabe began. "I'm going to finish the plans for a 'Big Boy 2.0'! You know the recreation of Iggy and the Gasman's bomb 'Big Boy'; Charles promised to write it down for me."
"Nuh–uh! I have plans ya' know!" Charles protested.
"Yeah; with me," Gabe countered.
"Oh. Heh! Sorry. Hard to keep track." Finally, we were at school.
Max and Fang came to sit down at the table on my left, John on my right. John nodded to me in encouragingly. "Alex, now, you are sure it was the school?" my mom asked calmly.
"I'm absolutely positive, same evil vide and chemical smell. Too many deformed things to be your normal, everyday hospital." I said quietly.
"Was there any indication that it could be anything else?" John asked his voice tense but face blank.
"No, everyth-" I was cut off.
"KALLEY! OUT! NOW!" my mom yelled, her voice echoing like in a cave.
"Bu-! How did you-!"
"Now!" Max's voice ice, it made me flinch, like nails on a chalkboard.
"-Sigh- Okay," her voice dripped with the fake sadness, she picked that up from me; that mischievous little girl.
"Ugh! You know what… no, just go get your school stuff and round everyone up. Go wait for the bus," Max said exasperation in her voice.
We left once everyone was ready. We are supposed to ride the bus but I have claustrophobia. Me + a 15 row bus + about 20 other kids = you better stay 5 seats behind, or in front, of me.
"So, Alex, what are you going to do today? I'm gonna act like Odette from 'Swan Lake'. Angel read me the story, and a just absolutely loved it!" ranted Emily doing a leap.
"Well, I'm going to pretend not to exist by sitting in the back, corner desk of each class!" I said cheerfully, and then groaned.
"Oh. Well, what about you John? You never tell us what you do during the school day," said Kalley eagerly trying to pry into what he does. Of course, in response, just to tick her off, he shrugged and put his hands in his pocket. She sighed. "Well, I'm gonna decorate my school books in purple sparkles," Kalley took out a vial of sparkles and stared at it as if she were on an Eraser looking at one of us. John kept looking around, at his surroundings, and his gaze kept falling on me, his dark, emotionless eyes softened for two seconds, that's when I realized he was worried about me, what with my dream and all.
"Oh, well, I'm gonna do something useful with my time!" Gabe began. "I'm going to finish the plans for a 'Big Boy 2.0'! You know the recreation of Iggy and the Gasman's bomb 'Big Boy'; Charles promised to write it down for me."
"Nuh–uh! I have plans ya' know!" Charles protested.
"Yeah; with me," Gabe countered.
"Oh. Heh! Sorry. Hard to keep track." Finally, we were at school.