Disclaimer: I own the stuff you don't recognize. Which will be most of the
main characters, Roslindale, Connecticut and I'm not sure about the rest
yet. But I'll keep you posted, promise.
Serena's POV
I sat in my homeroom and tried not to look at the bare walls that would fill up soon enough. They served as a grim reminder that another school year was starting. Another year with my seventy or so peers. Then after this year ended I would have another year left at the Franklin A. Canterbury Academy for Gifted Students. Some of us, meaning my peers and myself could go off and get out of Roslindale. The rest would be going to New Stonehenge Institute for College Bound Students.
And I would be one of them. I would be stuck in Roslindale while my peers went off on Spring Break to places like Floridia, Cancun, New Orleans, or Club Med. And I would stay here; with an "au pair" as my parents called the person they had hired to be my current nanny. They would go off and forget about me, their daughter, in favor of parties and that such.
I wonder if they cared if I just skipping school. Probably they wouldn't care. If they even noticed. That was them.
"Can I sit here?" a voice brought me out of my self-pity.
Looking up I saw a new student. She was blonde, and her skin was slightly tanning, but still hinted at a peach complexion. Amanda and her crowd'd pick her up in a minute, and I would be nameless once more.
"Yeah, sure," I said quietly. Maybe if I don't talk to her, she'll forget about me, and I'll never have to worry about another tormentor, well until a new person shows up. And life would get back to normal.
"Thanks," she said once she sad down.
Nodding, I turned away from her and picked a book out of my bag. I flipped a few pages, skipping a scene and began to read my favorite part of the book.
"Whatcha reading?" the girl asked. I showed her the title and she squealed, lighting up. "You read it too? I thought I was the only one!"
I looked at her out of the corner of my eye. She looked hopeful. But she was new; she didn't need to be labeled a freak. Turning towards her fully, I decided that I would give her a straight answer. "Look, I don't want to burst your bubble or anything, but you're new. You have a chance of actually having friends. So stop talking to me."
I thought that would get rid of her, and I was painfully wrong. She still sat there looking at me. "So? If I'm hated here, maybe I can get out of here. But until then, nobody tells what who to be friends with, and who not to be friends with," she looked at me straight in the eye. I struggled to keep eye contact. I just shrugged. I didn't really care anyway. You can't say I didn't warn her, and besides, I'd be forgotten in a matter of moments. And I was waiting for the familiar sounds of silence to come and envelop me once more.
I looked away finally and notice that Amanda was heading my way, probably intent on making my life miserable. The one thing I did notice was that none of her usual lackeys were following her.
"What do we have here?" Amanda said as she walked up. "A convention for freaks?"
The girl stood up, and that's when I realized, I didn't even know her name.
"Who are you?" the new girl asked, actually standing up to Amanda.
Amanda looked down at her. "My name's Amanda, I'm a model and you are?"
The girl shook her blond hair out of her eyes, "Gabriella. Now is the model thing supposed to impress me or something?"
Amanda glared before flipping her hair back. "Of course, I bet you couldn't do something like that. And I really don't know why I bother talking to you, I really am too good for you and freaks like yourself."
Gabriella blinked, "I'm trembling in my outrageously over priced uniform, are you done?"
Amanda sputtered for a minute before stalking off in the opposite direction. Gabriella smirked before turning towards me.
"Is everyone like that around here?" Gabriella said as she flopped down next to me.
I shrugged, then realized I had never told her my name. "My name's Serena by the way," I said and then continued. "You get friendships when your little and then around fourth grade or so makes you or breaks you until ninth."
Gabriella blinked, "Well then," she said. "I'll just have to change that." She grabbed my hand and pulled me up.
"What do you think you're doing?" I nearly screeched.
"Meeting people," Gabriella said as she dragged me over to a cluster of people. "Hi!" she said as she stood in front of them. There were three of them, one boy and two girls.
"What do you want?" the guy said, possibly harsher than intended.
But Gabriella held her ground. "I'm new and I'm trying to meet people. But I can see that you don't want me here, so I'm going. Come on Serena."
She started to pull my hand and I almost fell over. "I can walk you know!" I cried.
She shot me a look, "Well why don't you?"
I was saved from answering when one of the girls walked up to us. "Sorry about that, David can be a real jerk, I'm Meredith by the way, Mary for short," she stuck out a hand towards Gabriella. I hung back. This is when she would leave me.
Gabriella beamed. "It's okay. I'm Gabriella, and that's Serena, but I bet you already knew that, huh?"
Meredith laughed, "Yeah. We just haven't talked much. But you're welcome to join us if you want."
I didn't bother with looking at Gabriella, by now I figured out that if Gabriella wanted me, she'd grab me and I'd get pulled around. And I was right. The new girl brightened up immediately, grabbed my arm and dragged me behind her, as she was following Meredith.
Meredith introduced Gabriella to David, the guy who was rude and to Sophia, the stepdaughter of the local state representative to Hartford. They were the group of people that sucked up to the teachers, a bunch of brown nosers that's what they were.
I sat down next to Gabriella and she chattered on. I shook my head and went digging through my bag; my journal appeared a few moments later. I flipped to the last written page and started to read. It was about the dream I had the night before. It was so life like, yet very cryptic. I was going to figure it out if it was the last thing I did.
That dream was weird. I mean, who actually dreams about flying into a forest? And I mean flying. Look, I get going to school naked, I even get those nasty dreams guys talk about. But flying into a forest? My freakiness must be permeating into my inner mind. But here it is anyway.
I was sitting by a lack, and it was night, I could tell it back so because the moon was casting it's reflection on surface of the still water. It was silent, which was broken occasionally by the sounds of small animals moving about. My hair was dark as ever; my skin was even paler. No change there, but my skin was smooth and soft.
I looked at the smooth water, and my reflection shown back at me. Touching the water, I mad it ripple without making a sound. It was cool to the touch, but not uncomfortably so. The wind passed the back of my neck, but it didn't even disturb the lake, which has settled back to its smooth form.
I stood and spun around, feeling joy in the silent haven. That all of a sudden a bird called out and I too off running towards the forest that stood down hill from the lake. I didn't know why I was running, I just was. Once I reached the crest of the hill, I stopped and then took a running leap. Instead of the rude awakening of the hard ground, I found myself in the air. I instinctively flapped my wings and then I realized I wasn't exactly human. In fact, I wasn't human at all! I was a bird, a hawk by the looks of it.
I started off faster and hurried, even though I had no clue where I was going, all I did know is that I had to get there, and I had to get there fast.
"Whatcha reading?" Gabriella asked me.
"Nothing!" I snapped, and closed the book so she couldn't read anything.
She shrugged and went back to talking with Meredith. You couldn't even measure how happy I was when the bell that signified the start of the day rang.
Okay, it's done! And I wasn't even going to put it up, but then again, I like reviews, so you all better reivew, or I'm coming after you. *grin* Now I want to say something about the Buffy/Angel shippers, I don't like Buffy, and although I will read a B/A fic (the Skylar Series by Ivorycat for example) I don't do them. So if you don't like it, bugger off. But I won't put Angel with Cordy, alright? I'm not even sure if she'll appear in this fic or not. Now don't get me wrong, I love your reviews, and I'm glad for them, except I'm not going to do that 'ship, because I can't write Buffy without making her too whiney. *shrug* And on a side note, OOC means out of character. Anything else you want to know, e-mail me or leave a note.
Serena's POV
I sat in my homeroom and tried not to look at the bare walls that would fill up soon enough. They served as a grim reminder that another school year was starting. Another year with my seventy or so peers. Then after this year ended I would have another year left at the Franklin A. Canterbury Academy for Gifted Students. Some of us, meaning my peers and myself could go off and get out of Roslindale. The rest would be going to New Stonehenge Institute for College Bound Students.
And I would be one of them. I would be stuck in Roslindale while my peers went off on Spring Break to places like Floridia, Cancun, New Orleans, or Club Med. And I would stay here; with an "au pair" as my parents called the person they had hired to be my current nanny. They would go off and forget about me, their daughter, in favor of parties and that such.
I wonder if they cared if I just skipping school. Probably they wouldn't care. If they even noticed. That was them.
"Can I sit here?" a voice brought me out of my self-pity.
Looking up I saw a new student. She was blonde, and her skin was slightly tanning, but still hinted at a peach complexion. Amanda and her crowd'd pick her up in a minute, and I would be nameless once more.
"Yeah, sure," I said quietly. Maybe if I don't talk to her, she'll forget about me, and I'll never have to worry about another tormentor, well until a new person shows up. And life would get back to normal.
"Thanks," she said once she sad down.
Nodding, I turned away from her and picked a book out of my bag. I flipped a few pages, skipping a scene and began to read my favorite part of the book.
"Whatcha reading?" the girl asked. I showed her the title and she squealed, lighting up. "You read it too? I thought I was the only one!"
I looked at her out of the corner of my eye. She looked hopeful. But she was new; she didn't need to be labeled a freak. Turning towards her fully, I decided that I would give her a straight answer. "Look, I don't want to burst your bubble or anything, but you're new. You have a chance of actually having friends. So stop talking to me."
I thought that would get rid of her, and I was painfully wrong. She still sat there looking at me. "So? If I'm hated here, maybe I can get out of here. But until then, nobody tells what who to be friends with, and who not to be friends with," she looked at me straight in the eye. I struggled to keep eye contact. I just shrugged. I didn't really care anyway. You can't say I didn't warn her, and besides, I'd be forgotten in a matter of moments. And I was waiting for the familiar sounds of silence to come and envelop me once more.
I looked away finally and notice that Amanda was heading my way, probably intent on making my life miserable. The one thing I did notice was that none of her usual lackeys were following her.
"What do we have here?" Amanda said as she walked up. "A convention for freaks?"
The girl stood up, and that's when I realized, I didn't even know her name.
"Who are you?" the new girl asked, actually standing up to Amanda.
Amanda looked down at her. "My name's Amanda, I'm a model and you are?"
The girl shook her blond hair out of her eyes, "Gabriella. Now is the model thing supposed to impress me or something?"
Amanda glared before flipping her hair back. "Of course, I bet you couldn't do something like that. And I really don't know why I bother talking to you, I really am too good for you and freaks like yourself."
Gabriella blinked, "I'm trembling in my outrageously over priced uniform, are you done?"
Amanda sputtered for a minute before stalking off in the opposite direction. Gabriella smirked before turning towards me.
"Is everyone like that around here?" Gabriella said as she flopped down next to me.
I shrugged, then realized I had never told her my name. "My name's Serena by the way," I said and then continued. "You get friendships when your little and then around fourth grade or so makes you or breaks you until ninth."
Gabriella blinked, "Well then," she said. "I'll just have to change that." She grabbed my hand and pulled me up.
"What do you think you're doing?" I nearly screeched.
"Meeting people," Gabriella said as she dragged me over to a cluster of people. "Hi!" she said as she stood in front of them. There were three of them, one boy and two girls.
"What do you want?" the guy said, possibly harsher than intended.
But Gabriella held her ground. "I'm new and I'm trying to meet people. But I can see that you don't want me here, so I'm going. Come on Serena."
She started to pull my hand and I almost fell over. "I can walk you know!" I cried.
She shot me a look, "Well why don't you?"
I was saved from answering when one of the girls walked up to us. "Sorry about that, David can be a real jerk, I'm Meredith by the way, Mary for short," she stuck out a hand towards Gabriella. I hung back. This is when she would leave me.
Gabriella beamed. "It's okay. I'm Gabriella, and that's Serena, but I bet you already knew that, huh?"
Meredith laughed, "Yeah. We just haven't talked much. But you're welcome to join us if you want."
I didn't bother with looking at Gabriella, by now I figured out that if Gabriella wanted me, she'd grab me and I'd get pulled around. And I was right. The new girl brightened up immediately, grabbed my arm and dragged me behind her, as she was following Meredith.
Meredith introduced Gabriella to David, the guy who was rude and to Sophia, the stepdaughter of the local state representative to Hartford. They were the group of people that sucked up to the teachers, a bunch of brown nosers that's what they were.
I sat down next to Gabriella and she chattered on. I shook my head and went digging through my bag; my journal appeared a few moments later. I flipped to the last written page and started to read. It was about the dream I had the night before. It was so life like, yet very cryptic. I was going to figure it out if it was the last thing I did.
That dream was weird. I mean, who actually dreams about flying into a forest? And I mean flying. Look, I get going to school naked, I even get those nasty dreams guys talk about. But flying into a forest? My freakiness must be permeating into my inner mind. But here it is anyway.
I was sitting by a lack, and it was night, I could tell it back so because the moon was casting it's reflection on surface of the still water. It was silent, which was broken occasionally by the sounds of small animals moving about. My hair was dark as ever; my skin was even paler. No change there, but my skin was smooth and soft.
I looked at the smooth water, and my reflection shown back at me. Touching the water, I mad it ripple without making a sound. It was cool to the touch, but not uncomfortably so. The wind passed the back of my neck, but it didn't even disturb the lake, which has settled back to its smooth form.
I stood and spun around, feeling joy in the silent haven. That all of a sudden a bird called out and I too off running towards the forest that stood down hill from the lake. I didn't know why I was running, I just was. Once I reached the crest of the hill, I stopped and then took a running leap. Instead of the rude awakening of the hard ground, I found myself in the air. I instinctively flapped my wings and then I realized I wasn't exactly human. In fact, I wasn't human at all! I was a bird, a hawk by the looks of it.
I started off faster and hurried, even though I had no clue where I was going, all I did know is that I had to get there, and I had to get there fast.
"Whatcha reading?" Gabriella asked me.
"Nothing!" I snapped, and closed the book so she couldn't read anything.
She shrugged and went back to talking with Meredith. You couldn't even measure how happy I was when the bell that signified the start of the day rang.
Okay, it's done! And I wasn't even going to put it up, but then again, I like reviews, so you all better reivew, or I'm coming after you. *grin* Now I want to say something about the Buffy/Angel shippers, I don't like Buffy, and although I will read a B/A fic (the Skylar Series by Ivorycat for example) I don't do them. So if you don't like it, bugger off. But I won't put Angel with Cordy, alright? I'm not even sure if she'll appear in this fic or not. Now don't get me wrong, I love your reviews, and I'm glad for them, except I'm not going to do that 'ship, because I can't write Buffy without making her too whiney. *shrug* And on a side note, OOC means out of character. Anything else you want to know, e-mail me or leave a note.
