And please, but really really REALLY, I'd like to get some reviews! There are only 2 chapters left, this is kinda an introduction to the much bigger sequel story! Please, really, I accept ANYTHING!
Shaula woke up suddenly. Why she was having nightmares now that she was in safety? She never used to had them before. Maybe… maybe just because she didn't have time to dream.
Sheila could break her wings. She could tie her to a wall with such tight knots that her wrists began to bleed. She could hit her. She could do anything to her… but she would never break her soul.
Wilt looked out from under Bloo's bed. Shaula was sitting, staring out of the window at the shining full moon.
Next day
- Where have
you been all this time? – asked Wilt after Shaula walked back to
their room about 20 minutes after everyone got there.
- Cleaning up
the milk on the table in the dining room.
- Did you spill
it?
- No – she
rolled her eyes – I spat it on the table after that rabbit
gave me a pat on the shoulder for not sitting straight, and for
drinking from my bowl of cereal. Oh, and I spent about 5 minutes
listening to him preaching. I think I'm going back to Sheila!
- You can't
be serious!
- But I am. I
don't feel at home. I mean, this place is great and everything, and
you all are so nice… (apart from Mr. Strict Rabbit and that little
blue whatever) it's just that… I don't know.
Wilt looked at
her wings, which looked hurt and a bit arched.
- Yeah, they're
broken – Shaula noticed what he was looking at.
- Stay – he
said.
She shrugged
without looking in his eyes.
Sheila's home
Sheila still had a couple of days before going to school and passing breaks with beating up dorks. The younger ones had school already. So she had free time… looking for something to do (now that Shaula wasn't any more a good target), she opened the drawers. Deep inside one of them she found a framed picture of 10-year-old Sheila and her best friend, Shaula t. J. F. The glass covering was broken… she had done it months ago. She grinned, took the photo out and stepped on it, then threw it in the trash can.
Later that day
Bloo, walking through corridors, stopped suddenly in front of the „Friend of the Month" wall. Once again Wilt's picture was there in a frame – with Shaula standing beside him. He had saved another imaginary friend from an uncaring and mean owner.
In the garden
Shaula was trying to climb one of the new apple trees beside the basketball court, for she saw huge, red and mature fruits on the branches. Time ago she would have used her wings to fly high… but now they were of no use any more.
She finally succeeded, sat down on a branch and began to pick the most mature fruits and put them in the small basket she had brought.
- What are you
doing? – asked Wilt from under, while playing basketball and making
one hoop after another.
- Collecting
apples! – she answered – I think I'm gonna make a HUGE
applecake for everyone! Hope that will help some friends to get used
to me… I feel alone.
Suddenly a
gigantic bright red apple landed in her basket.
- What the…?
- It was on an
outer branch – winked Wilt – I thought it can't miss from the
applecake! Oh, and Shaula… I'm your friend. You adopted me, and I
went with you because… I liked you.
The heart on
her chest glew slightly in a pale pink colour.
- Wilt!
- Yes?
- Can you come
here?
- Up that tree?
- Yes! I'm
afraid to climb higher, and I can't reach some apples up there!
10 minutes later
- Where's
Wilt? – asked Bloo.
- Cococo!
- Fine. I'll
go and look for him there, then.
So Bloo and
Coco walked to the basketball court.
- Ed! Where's
Wilt?
Eduardo opened
his arms, he hadn't seen him.
- Right up
here! – they heard his voice from the tree – Shaula will make an
applecake for you all, I'm just helping her reach apples at higher
branches!
Bloo growled
something. Coco flickered her eyelids. Eduardo just stared.
A bit later, in the tree
- So, years
ago, Sheila and I used to cook together and for each other, play
board games… well, I couldn't go with her when she was with her
friends, but it was nice being there… - Shaula sighed as she took
an apple from Wilt and placed it in the basket – then the bullies
started tormenting her, she became the school dork and their main
target… and she decided to change, to become cool and a good
fighter. And, of course, cool girls don't play with fairies.
Silence.
- Was I boring?
I just wanted to explain how come I can make apple cakes.
Wilt smiled as
he reached out for another apple.
- I had a nice
past with my friend as well – he said as he took the fruit off the
branch and handed it to Shaula – until they had to leave the
country, and, since he was 13, he left me. He didn't know about
Foster's home… so I had to find my way here.
Shaula could
swear she had seen something like a spark of sadness in Wilt's
eyes. She looked at his stubby arm and wonky and probably blind eye,
but didn't dare to ask.
Silence.
Then Shaula
palced a hand on Wilt's shoulder. He smiled and took her hand.
- Coco coco
cocococo cococo coco coco cococo co! – was heard then from under
the tree.
Wilt quickly
let Shaula's hand go and jumped off the tree.
- I'm sorry
Coco, but apart from the fact that I don't like that nickname, what
do you mean by Shaula and Wilty sitting in a tree K.I.S.S.I.N.G.?
Hope I'll get some reviews. - Sofia or Fomi x