The Journal of the Smartest and Loneliest Woman
I don't own anything off of recess I just own this plot line.
Chapter 2
My annoying alarm clock rang loudly and I groan as the weekend officially ended. I got up and looked at my wild red hair. I find my brush and tamed the wild mass of follicles. I go to look for something to wear the thought of wearing my usual blue dress as it was somewhat made me shiver. The thought of Gus passes over my mind but I knew it would be unlike me to be late. I go downstairs to try to find an Iron but suddenly something didn't feel right usually my mom would greet me with a bear hug, now I don't see her at all. 'Odd I thought for sure Mom would be up by now.' I shook my head and wasn't able to find an Iron but I used my improvising skills in using my moms hair curling iron. I didn't change anything about it I just used the heat from it to smooth out my dress. I use the only solution available in our house and that's water. It worked like a charm but all of a sudden my mom walks out I quickly said "I'msorryIusedyourhairclurlingironwithoutpermision."
Mom gave me a meek smile and asked "Where is it?" I show it to her it was exactly the same and she just nodded. She spoke in a whisper as she said "Breakfast will be on the table in a few minuets I don't want you to be late today." I just stood there without much to say it was so mind numbing to see mom like this. Yes she gets on my nerves sometimes with her over perk factor but in a way I'm glad she always remains optimistic even when things get tough. I love my mom but I can't say that I know her like every other mom and daughter would. I put my dress on and my glasses with a bunch of unanswered questions running 5 miles around my scientific mind. I smelled mom's special breakfast which usually would consists of my favorite eggs scrambled and some non-grease sausage in a breakfast burrito only healthier. 'Wait doesn't mom only make this when she's bothered by something. I need to take note of this quickly I see something is indeed a miss but I can't really get into questioning until after school.' I wrote Need to ask mom questions on what is bothering her after school in my nifty science journal. Just to be safe I typed it on Gallo and he asked, "Gretchen is something wrong and aren't you going to take me along?" I smiled at him and said, "No my trusty mechanical friend you're staying home would you mind keeping an eye on things. My mom hasn't been acting like her usual self."
He does a flip and said "Will do Gretchen but I'm going to miss you have a great day."
I set him down and went to eat mom's more than satisfying breakfast. She just smiles meekly at me and just barely eats her own. The strange behavior hasn't ceased I wonder if she is angry at me for not asking to use her iron this morning. I finish and drink my juice like normal and when I saw the bus I hugged my mom instead of her giving me a bear hug. I said "Love you mom bye." She smiled but didn't say anything at all to me but I knew she meant she loves me too. When I got on the bus everyone looked the same but I didn't see T.J and Spinelli on the bus. I look for a seat and I sat beside someone who I had no idea who he was. He just looked out the window and a strange feeling in my stomach rose to my throat. I notice he had an astronomy book and had smaller glasses than me. I notice that a lot of these guys had advanced books in their laps. 'Strange what is going on here I don't recognize any of these kids. I hope I didn't get on the wrong bus.' As we get closer a kid in front of me with contacts saying Greetings Gretchen Grundler no you're on the right bus." I look outside and see a tall building without many boundaries to them even though there were lots of steps. I get off wondering where I am I thought for sure I was enrolled in the same school as T.J and the others. I walk inside and saw lots of books and wonderful art but I felt so alone. A teacher by the name Ms.Stoke she looked a lot like my fourth grade teacher. I recognize no one I feel like someone has sent me to a school where only the child prodigies roam. My first class was Advanced Science usually I would love to further my knowledge in Science but I don't seem to have a single friend at all. I hear someone whisper "Pst Gretchen meet me at the lockers." I groan and thought I had nothing to lose so I go to the Lockers. It was the boy I was sitting beside on the bus. He asked "Feeling alone too?"
I sigh and answered "Yes I have friends that live on Third Street."
The boy nods and we walked on what is strange is he seems a lot like T. J. We created a way like T.J did in Third Street. It was nice to find someone like T.J maybe things aren't going to be as bad as I thought. As we go to English he seemed to be as mischievous as T.J it's interesting I've never known myself to be drawn to memories of T.J. The teacher seemed to have absolutely no personality. He plays a prank to liven things up he isn't a stuck up child prodigy but more of a human being of course everyone is human here. They are just from families who have a long line of child prodigies. As the day seemed to get more interesting it was time to head home and the boy yells "SEE YA TOMMOROW GRETCHEN!" I wave by as I walk inside but a horrible sight filled my eyes. " MOM!"
This story is a working progress the past two days I've been under a writing frenzy but I don't think it'll carry on throughout the week. I'm hopping to get more into writing again but it won't increase until the summer.
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