Chapter 15

Rodney entered the school after departing from the morning bus. Everyone watched him a little strangely, as if they knew that Amelia was residing temporarily with him. He watched them, but realized that it must've been in his head. Sure, everyone looked at opposing faces when they walked on by, and it has always been that way. Why did he think they were watching? Silly thought.

But there was a brunette that watched him. She knew that Amelia was residing with him. Or at least, this is what he thought. She just kept watching him, following his movements. Finally, he couldn't stand the judgement, and walked to her.

"Is there something wrong?" he asked.

The long haired, brown eyed brunette smiled. "I just saw your mother come in here this morning with Amelia."

"How do you know my mom? More over, how do you know Amelia? How do you even know me?!"

"Chill out," she smirked. "I've been watching you for some time." She uncrossed her arms, and pressed away from the wall she leaned against. She threw her arms out of her baggy, black jacket. "I've seen you around the school, talking to your friends. Guess you can call me your stalker."

Rodney winced. "Sorry, but I have a girlfriend."

She closed her eyes, rolling them under her eyelids. "I know that. I was getting to that. You would show your friends a picture of Amelia, and I saw your mom at Open House last month, so I knew what she looked like."

"And for Amelia?"

"She and I are old friends from our previous school. I was wondering why she looked so dazed today."

"You saw her?"

"She was walking into the administrator's office with your mom. For one, why is she with your mom? Two, why is she at this school?"

"I can answer both of those in one shot: Basically, she's lost her memory, and we've been asked to care for her. Because we live within this district, she would have to transfer schools. Not to mention she thinks she attended this school to begin with, or at least the middle school."

The girl raised an eyebrow. "The middle school? What are you talking about?"

"You see, she was in a car accident, and was taken to Mission. She lost her memory after that--"

"Umbrella," the girl coughed.

"Pardon?"

"Funny how she 'lost her memory.' You wouldn't assume a new life if you lost your memory."

"That's what she was telling me."

"You don't believe her?"

"I found it strange, too. We argued about it, but I couldn't argue with her because the doctors said trying to return her to her old life would confuse her and send her into denial."

"And, yet, you keep trying?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"Because, personally, I think they're full of shit."

"Then you don't think they could be lying about her losing her memory, too?"

"I'm suspecting they did, but--"

"Umbrella."

"Why do you keep saying that?"

"Do you remember the news about Raccoon City, and the reactor that exploded underground, leveling the entire city?"

"Vaguely."

"That's because the whole story was a lie. Umbrella is a biological facility that experiments with humans and animals. An experiment went wrong and the city had to be bombed to avoid contamination."

"Contamination?"

"Do you believe this whole bit about the contaminated water?"

"I had my suspicions--"

"Two deaths concerning nerve problems? Gasoline would not spread that far down the river and would've filtered out by now. Umbrella is making up everything."

"But why do you say Umbrella? What does this have to do with the people at the hospital?"

"There's an underground facility under Mission, and I think they may be using Amelia as an experiment."

(The girl is a real person from my school. At least, the description of her is, and the name will also come up, but she's more cheery than the girl in here. Mah buddeh!)