Time for most people, is a limit. People were always rushing; rushing to work, rushing home, rushing to the store. Time became a stretch. But for people in the Lemures family, time was only a hindrance.
Chapter 1: New Girl
Annia flicked back her hair in one last attempt to make it look nice. She had moved to this quaint little town because of rumors, not something she normally did. Usually, Annia stuck with the dark buildings and tight streets. Here, you had to look nice or be shunned. So with a sigh, Annia clipped back her hair with the silver clasp she received from her mother years earlier. She had put on jeans, a black t-shirt, and black tennis shoes that the seller had called "the newest fab fad!" or something. Before walking away, Annia picked up her book bag and grimaced at the weight, she hated school. But biting her lip, she managed down the stairs and out the door.
Casper High was unlike any other high school Annia had seen. Kids were actually present. It took several moments before she snapped out of her daze.
"The kids aren't out on the street. I may like it here." Annia whispered as she trudged toward the school. Pushing past taller high school students, Annia found her way to the front office. Throwing on a polite smile, she stepped up to the desk. A red haired woman peered over her glasses down at Annia. She put down a stack of papers and leaned forward.
"Hi," Annia said as she dropped a folder on the desk. "My name is Annia Delray and I'm transferring from Malhan High." The secretary sifted through the papers and then turned to her computer. Her fingers typed in a few meaningless words and a sheet of paper spewed forth from the printer.
"This," the woman said as she handed the paper to Annia. "Is your class schedule." Annia smiled and took the paper.
"Thanks!" She replied. She then turned and walked briskly out of the office. As the door shut, the bell rang.
"Oh Miss!" A voice called. Annia's head sank and she cringed.
"What are you doing out of class?" Annia looked up into a tall man's face. He was bald but had a goatee on his chin.
"I'm Annia Delray, I'm new here." She said sweetly. The man smiled.
"Well, I'm Vice Principal Lancer. I'll show you to your first class but tomorrow, you shouldn't be late." He said. Annia handed him the paper and nodded.
"Of course Mr. Lancer." She replied. As Mr. Lancer started off down the hallway, Annia wished she had something to throw at him.
"Treating me like a child," Annia muttered. She looked up and caught her reflection in the shiny glass of a trophy case. Annia looked like a slender fourteen year old girl. With a heavy sigh, Annia quickly averted her eyes and kept walking.
"Here we are, Biology." Mr. Lancer said. Annia looked up and found a classroom behind the open door Mr. Lancer was holding. She was ushered in and as the teachers talked, Annia studied the students. All of them were either chatting or sleeping. But a trio in the back row caught her attention. A boy with black hair and blue eyes sitting with another boy and a goth girl. But as the boy stiffened and began to turn around, Annia looked away. He couldn't know, not yet.
"Danny Fenton." She whispered.
"Excuse me?" Annia looked up and found that Mr. Lancer had left and everyone was staring at her. Not acting like a normal teenager, Annia looked up at the teacher.
"Where may I sit?" She asked. The teacher handed her the paper and gestured with his hand.
"Oh, back there will do." He said and went back to his desk. Annia walked through the aisle till she came to an empty seat, right next to Danny. As she sat down she turned and smiled at him.
"Hi, my name is Annia." She said and extended her hand. Danny gave her a queer look but took it.
"Danny Fenton." He replied as he shook hands with her. When he let go, Annia leaned forward and looked down at his friends.
"Hi." She greeted. Both smiled back at her.
"I'm Tucker and this is Sam." The boy introduced.
"Glad to meet you Tucker, Sam." Annia said and sat back in her chair. She didn't need to interact with them but it may be good that she did. But what kept her smiling was that all throughout class, Danny kept throwing glances over at her.