Shadowland Chapter 5 (I try to keep up with the chapters)
Junipero Serra Catholic Academy, grades K- 12. They resently dropped their strict uniform policy, Blue and White not my best colors to wear, but blue is my favorite color.
I was told that the uniforms were so unpopular like the all boys rule was abandoned. The pupils still couldn't wear jeans, but other wise they could wear anything they wanted to wear.
Since all I wanted to do is wear my collection of designer clothes that Gina so kindly helped me pick out and buy as my fashion coordinator that suited me just fine though.
Now me, being a Catholic is somewhat a problem. Well you see, Mom and Dad never really bothered to teach me anything about Religion. Mom never really practiced any religion but she did practice Christianity as a child, and Dad was a non-practicing Jew.
Religion never really played a important part in my parents lives nor mine till now. Like with the ghosts who practiced religion, I didn't know what happened to them after they "Move" on, all I know when they leave they're gone and won't be coming back to see me anymore.
So when my mother and I showed up at the Mission's School administrative office, the Monday after my arrival, was a little taken back when I saw a six foot Jesus nailed to a cross behind the secretary's desk. I think I sorta stared at it.
I really shouldn't be surprised because Mom had pointed out my bedroom window on Sunday morning as she helped me unpack.
"See that big red dome?" she'd said. "That's the Mission. The dome covers the chapel."
Doc happened to be hanging around and started his speeches. It was this time about the Franciscans, who were member of some Roman Cathloic religious order. All these people follwed St. Francis, approved in 1209. Father Junipero Serra a Franciscan monk, who was according to Doc, tragically misunderstood historical figure. Father Junipero was considered for Sainthood at one time but the Native Americans question his actions "as a general endorsement of the exploitative colonization tactics of the Spanish"
Though Junipero Serra was known to have argued back on behalf of property rights and economic entitlement of converted Native Americans, he consistently advocated against the Natives on having their own government. He was also a huge supporter of rights for suvere punishment and the right of flogging Indians.
When Doc finally finished his long, long lecture about this mean guy I was like. "Photographic memory much?"
He looked embrassed. "Well it's good to know the history of the place you live in."
I filed this away for future refrence. Doc might be just I'd need if Chrono ever showed up again.
While we waited I noticed a boy who had been talking to the secretary when we arrived was staring at me. Then he spoke to me.
"That jesus statue is supposed to cry blood tears when a virgin graduates. When my adopted sister graduated it happened. I saw it."
"Adam, you and your lies." The secretary sighed and made a couple calls
Then the principle showed up and soon we were talking to the principle Father Remington. He told me the usual don't skip class, don't pick fights and what ever stupid nonsense.
It sorta wasn't my fault that I somewhat started fights at my old school. It's not my fault that a ghost of some perverted boy who haunted the girls locker room. And it wasn't my fault that I had to send him through a window before he moved on.
Father Remington excused my mother who kissed and hugged me good bye and told me to be good and at three to find Sleepy to get a ride home. Then he excused himself to see my mother off.
Then he walked me to my new locker then he said he would walk me to my new homeroom classroom. saw this girl and she didn't look to happy to see me. Then I noticed she was a ghost.
"So, This is the bitch, who is replacing me?"
The girl had dark purple, black hair. She wore a white turtle neck and a red skirt.
"Now Rizel, please don't use such hard language to our new student."
"Whatever. It's my locker and she can't have it."
Yay another chapter is up!
Mika