I would like to mention in this chapter there are names of "books" these books and the author who wrote are not real but I intend on writing these books when I grow up or have already started with fan fictions.

Chapter Ten

Awake Again

Abbey stood there dumbfounded; the look on her face was confused and insulted, hiding what she was really thinking. Michel was explaining she had gone through a lot that day and was bound to erupt anytime soon. If he didn't feel the need to stay and explain he would have been with his sister but things were going out of control. Abbey nodded and sat on the bed next to him, as the memories of the past day has gone through his mind again and again, time after time. Alena was kid napped, a man who was supposes to be their father showed up out of nowhere, and a boy had fainted and had to go to the hospital. He was wondering if Alena were right, another boarding school would just make things worst. So far she was right.

Odd and a red brunette woman stood outside Kadic Academy the next morning. The students were in classes and the teachers were teaching. "There you are." A voice was heard from behind them. Odd turned around to see Ulrich and Yumi. "Hey guys, you remember Sonya right?" Odd asked gesturing to the woman beside him. "Yea. How old is Karla?" Yumi asked. "Karla is going to be fourteen, same age as Michel right? And we have a son whose five, Jason, he's at preschool right now." Sonya answered. "He's a little nightmare." Odd mumbled in.

"Okay so where are we going?" Ulrich asked. "You wanna go to the factory, you know for old times sake?" Odd suggested and Sonya looked at him questionably. " As long as it isn't too much like ol' times." Yumi answered. "But what about Sonya she's never seen it before." "It's ok. There's nothing to worry about anymore. Unless theirs something Aelita and Jeremie didn't tell us." Said unknowing, there was.

In English class, Alena sat there not listening to a word the teacher said, sketching in a small sketchbook a picture of her what looked to be her, her, Michel, Danny, and "sparks" in the Lyoko. One person in each sector; she was in the ice, Michel in the mountains, Danny in the forest, and sparks in the desert. The fifth sector was in the center of the page, Xana's symbol was there but it was in each of abbey's eyes. "Miss. Hooper. Would you like to tell us whose wrote the book the book, "the legends of Eva" and at what age did they do so?" the teacher, Ms. Trinket, asked. "Her name was Allison M. Colman. She began to write the book at age fifteen then finished at age seventeen, it wasn't until she had graduated high school that she got the book published. She grew up in America, and then went to Japan, Germany, then here to work on her art. She has become known world round. She teaches and spends time with homeless children in her spare time. She says "not once had she dream of becoming a singer or model, while all the other girls did. She dreamed of doing what she loved and that how she got where she is today." Alena answered not having to think once about what to say. Ms. trinket looked stunned for a moment but got over it quickly. "Ok very good, what other books had she written?" Alena raised her hand, the only one in the room who did so. And the teacher nodded.

"She wrote; "my happily ever after," "when the rain falls," "When I find you," "Leaving," "forgotten," "girl in the moon," "Darken Skies," "Collide," the sequel to collide, "collapsed," "my so called life," "never say goodbye," "hidden beneath your skin," "remember?" "The distance," "Stars," And this special one, "Midnight Rain,"

She also wrote the screen plays, "heaven on earth," "island parades, "tropical sweets," "after the…" Everyone staring at her cut off Alena and she blushed embarrassed. After a minuet of silence the bell rang for the next class: math. "Um…Miss. Hopper could I talk to you for a minuet?"

Alena sat in a chair close to the teacher desk. "Um did I do something wrong?" "No, no, no, nothing like that. I was wondering, you become so distant from the class, yesterday today and yet you come up with these college aerate answers?" "My mother's a genus and well I think my father is too. I don't know." "What do you mean you don't know?' she sighed, no more crying, no more running, no more hiding! The words of her conversation with Michel went through her mind. "I saw my father once. I think it was him anyway. All I know is his name is Jeremie Belpois, well that was the name of the man I met the other day.

He went here that's when met my mother…" Alena stopped for a bit, then looked up her Ms. trinket, her face looked like she was thinking of something, trying to remember. "I know that name, Belpois…Jeremiah Belpois but I don't remember a Jeremie." She stated.

Alena wasn't sure if it was to herself or to her so just nodded. "Jeremie's a nickname for Jeremiah could there be a connection?"

"I may be new here and never had him as a student but I did know him. He was a genus, almost as smart as you." "Almost?" Alena smirked. If the guy running the super computer was Jeremiah Belpois, her so-called father, if she was smarter than him. She could run the super computer. She could figure out how to shut it down, for good this time. "Last I saw him he was in America, taking care of his dad but he called me and told me he was coming back. After all the years I've known him. He said nothing about having children." "I don't even know if he's my father, it's a theory." She looked away for a moment. "How do you know him?

"It was about fourteen years ago. I was younger and worked at a hotel in Manhattan. The money was good and the job could have been better. But I was continent with my living. I wanted to make enough to go to college and move to France. My folks stuck me in an arranged engagement, tradition they would say, but I knew better. I was going to runaway Paris being my only escape. That's when Jeremie came through the doors. He looked miserable. I couldn't help myself I insisted to my boss that I am his caretaker and he said, "as long as it doesn't mean you get a raise, you can." I was delighted. I want more than anything to be therapist and he seemed to need one."

She stopped and looked at Alena who seemed happy to get some information but ms. trinket eyed her

Questionably. "If you don't mind me saying. You look nothing like him, didn't your mother tell you anything about your father?" she asked. "All she said was that when he found out my mom was pregnant. He didn't want her to keep it, us. He didn't want children. And when she didn't get an abortion, he ran away, caught a flight to Germany then to well I guess New York after that."

Ms. trinket sighed. "Ms. Trinket why did you become so interested with Jeremie?" "I wanted to try my theory. I became friends with Jeremiah after he moved in with his father…why am I telling you all this Miss?" "Because no one has ever told me the truth about my mother and my father's past. I don't know what happened to him. And this name is my only hope I have. It's the only thing that fits. My father, who ever he my be, gave these to my mother, a hat and a golden locket, which I cannot open." Alena answered fiddling with her locket.

"I've never had a true friend, a friend I could trust with my life since I was three and then we moved, taking my friend away from me. Ever since then I have never trusted anyone. I could trust my brother to a limit but never with my life. He'd chicken out at the last moment and I'd end up dead." "Why do think that would be different if you had a dad to be there for you?" "I wouldn't be moving every month to a new place and then coming back to an old one where no one remembers me and every time I have to start over again."

"Do you want to know what Jeremiah told me about your mom, Miss. Hopper?" Ms. Trinket asked. Wanting to change the subject a little. Alena nodded then shocked her head, unsure of what to say. "I don't know if I want to hear-" she was cut off by the lunch bell. "…This…." she finished. She started towards the door.

"I can tell you later, when you ready. Oh Miss. Hopper," Alena turned around. "What my intentions on talking to you about were a book club I sponsor. You might like it. We read a lot of Allison Colman's books; next one is "Girl in the Moon." I would love it if you joined." She stopped for a little bit. "And I would love it if you called me Lyra while we're not in class." For the first time a long while, Alena smiled. Maybe she had made a friend, and strangely it was because of her past that had given her one. Even if Michel and sparks were friends it wasn't the same. Things were looking up for Alena but what goes up must come down.

Yumi stood inside the lab, looking at the super computer while Ulrich sat in the chair. Sonya stared around in awe, holding Odd's hands tight. "Oh my god. Does that mean what I think it means?" Yumi shouted in Ulrich ears, whom seemed un-phased by the shout. "I think so. Someone's been one here in the last twenty four hours and Odd go check the main control room."

Odd nodded. Telling Sonya to stay put and he'd be right back. Everyone in the room was quiet for about three minuets until odd came in the room again. "Xana's Awake…Again."

The English teacher, the book club and all that junk will come in to play at some point. Okay?

Well please R&R!