I walked to my first class, Algebra1, with Miss Sampson. When I strolled
into the room, she gave me a sour look. It was her first year, so she
wanted to show the principle that her students were responsible and
respectful. The opposite of me. Miss Sampson opened her grade book, and
looked up at me.
"Ah.Catty Reese. How nice of you to finally join us. Do you have a note?" She asked with annoyance. I shrugged, and she took out a red pen. "I see...Well then. That's your third tardy mark this week Miss Reese. I can't wait to see you in detention tomorrow." She smiled. I really didn't like this new teacher, but I couldn't care less whether I arrived at school on time. I took my seat between Jimena and a boy named Greg, at the back of the class. Jimena leaned over to me, and whispered.
"Where were you Catty? Your fifteen minutes late." Jimena said as she pointed her head towards the clock above Miss Sampson's desk. I didn't know what to say at the moment, so I shrugged again. Vanessa gave me a worried look from the front of the classroom. Serena was staring at me from her seat near the window. I blocked my mind off to her, incase she tried to read my thoughts. Sometimes I didn't like Serena's power. I thought that what one thinks, should be their business only. What right did she have to trespass?
Later that day, I went outside for lunch. I was early, so none of the girl's were there yet. I sat underneath a tall tree so that the sun wasn't shining in my eyes. I saw the girl I had met earlier, Calliope. She was off in the distance by herself. The girl was slowly rocking back and forth, her dress blowing in the soft breeze. Her hair was partly in her face, and she looked magical. Her eye's glowing and, I think, she was singing. A memory came into my head at that moment. Stanton told me to be cautious. Had he said that the creature I was to fear was a siren? Surely this new girl couldn't be one. She was too nice, with a little weirdness mixed in there.
I could hear the light voice of the girl singing. It was heavenly, but quite. I didn't understand. Calliope was a good distance away from me, but I could hear every note she sang. With a sudden jerk of her head, she was staring straight into my eyes. Fear raced through me and I began to slowly stand up. I felt the hard bark of the tree behind me, and scratched my arm. I grasped it with my other one and turned around. I wanted to leave and find the other daughters. Where were they? I glanced at my wrist watch, and was shocked. The hands weren't moving, though I knew it worked. I looked around, and for the first time, noticed that the branches of the trees were not blowing with the wind. The only things that were blowing, was Calliope's clothes and mine. How could this be happening?
"Ah.Catty Reese. How nice of you to finally join us. Do you have a note?" She asked with annoyance. I shrugged, and she took out a red pen. "I see...Well then. That's your third tardy mark this week Miss Reese. I can't wait to see you in detention tomorrow." She smiled. I really didn't like this new teacher, but I couldn't care less whether I arrived at school on time. I took my seat between Jimena and a boy named Greg, at the back of the class. Jimena leaned over to me, and whispered.
"Where were you Catty? Your fifteen minutes late." Jimena said as she pointed her head towards the clock above Miss Sampson's desk. I didn't know what to say at the moment, so I shrugged again. Vanessa gave me a worried look from the front of the classroom. Serena was staring at me from her seat near the window. I blocked my mind off to her, incase she tried to read my thoughts. Sometimes I didn't like Serena's power. I thought that what one thinks, should be their business only. What right did she have to trespass?
Later that day, I went outside for lunch. I was early, so none of the girl's were there yet. I sat underneath a tall tree so that the sun wasn't shining in my eyes. I saw the girl I had met earlier, Calliope. She was off in the distance by herself. The girl was slowly rocking back and forth, her dress blowing in the soft breeze. Her hair was partly in her face, and she looked magical. Her eye's glowing and, I think, she was singing. A memory came into my head at that moment. Stanton told me to be cautious. Had he said that the creature I was to fear was a siren? Surely this new girl couldn't be one. She was too nice, with a little weirdness mixed in there.
I could hear the light voice of the girl singing. It was heavenly, but quite. I didn't understand. Calliope was a good distance away from me, but I could hear every note she sang. With a sudden jerk of her head, she was staring straight into my eyes. Fear raced through me and I began to slowly stand up. I felt the hard bark of the tree behind me, and scratched my arm. I grasped it with my other one and turned around. I wanted to leave and find the other daughters. Where were they? I glanced at my wrist watch, and was shocked. The hands weren't moving, though I knew it worked. I looked around, and for the first time, noticed that the branches of the trees were not blowing with the wind. The only things that were blowing, was Calliope's clothes and mine. How could this be happening?