Welcome to my new story, Cornelia, Gone. After my unsuccessfulness with J.E.W.E.L., and my current writer's block with Elemental Wars, which isn't as popular as J.E.W.E.L. was, I decided to write this, even though I'm not much of a Cornelia fan.
This story is book-based, meaning it has nothing to do with the show. This story is also based on a Lifetime movie called Augusta, Gone, where I had gotten the idea for this.
Now, onto zee store-e!
Chapter One: First Day
Fifteen-year-old Cornelia Hale popped out of her bed the minute her alarm clock chirped. It was seven-fifteen, a good time for her to get dressed and get out to walk to her new high school, Graydale Institute.
Yes, Cornelia, our Earth Guardian—along with her friends Will, Irma, Taranee, and Hay Lin—was on her way to her freshman year of high school. Cornelia longed for this day to come. She wanted so bad to be a high schooler, and the day had come.
Dressing in a purple t-shirt, a denim eight-panel skirt, and Polo shoes, she combed her hair and brushed her teeth. Skipping down the stairs, she saw her little sister, Lillian chomping on her cereal. Cornelia joined her seven-year-old sister in breakfast.
"What are you so happy about?" Lillian asked between bites. "It's only high school thing. You aren't going to a vacation."
"You're already making my day a drag," Cornelia said sarcastically. Personally, she didn't care what Lillian thought of high school. "Besides, you are just staying in the same school. I'm going to a higher, more educated school. Unlike you, I have lockers, schedules, and—"
"It sounds so boring to me. How can you not have Show and Tell time?" Lillian made a face. Cornelia rolled her eyes and chewed her cereal.
Cornelia found herself outside the high school campus. She couldn't believe this was how high school was. It was ten times better than Sheffield Institute! Her dreams, so far, were already realities.
"Corny!" she heard a hoarse voice interrupting her fantasies. She turned to see one of her best friends, Irma Lair, followed by Will Vandom, Taranee Cook, and Hay Lin.
"What are you doing? Dazing over how good the school looks?" Hay Lin joked. Cornelia rolled her eyes again for the second time, and then replied, "Um, no, I don't think so. But, c'mon, it's high school! A lot better than Sheffield Institute…you've got to admit that."
"Oh, I'll admit it all right," Will teased again. "So, what are your schedules?"
Everyone pulled out their schedules to see what classes they had. It turned out that Will and Cornelia had two classes together, while Irma, Hay Lin, and Taranee had three classes. They all could at least see each other at lunch.
As the five friends journeyed to their lockers, they separated at different places. Cornelia was left alone near her locker that she was already planning to decorate.
As she opened the cabinet, she heard a giggle and a smirk behind her. She turned around to face somebody she'd never thought she'd see.
"Oh, Cornelia…Cornelia…Cornelia!" the girl laughed hysterically. "Do you really think you can get away by becoming Miss Popularity? I don't think so. This year, I'm winning that title, so back off!"
It was Gina Becker, an elementary-school rival. Even then, Cornelia and Gina fought for the Miss Popularity title. But Cornelia easily had won when Gina moved in third grade. Apparently, she was back.
"Forget it, Gina. Nobody cares. I don't even care," Cornelia said, seeing if Gina would back away. But she didn't she continued taunting Cornelia until the bell rang. Before Cornelia entered her homeroom, she heard Gina say, "You know I'm going to win. I will…"
"Don't be worried by Gina's threat," Taranee said to Cornelia at lunch. "Although I don't know who she really is, just forget about her. She's trying to make you scared, that's all."
"Thanks, Taranee, you are one of the best friends anybody could have." Cornelia gave the Fire Guardian a small little hug. Taranee smiled at her best friend.
As Will and Irma came towards the two with their trays of food, Hay Lin was nowhere to be seen. "Where is she?"
"She's busy checking if there are any drama parts. I don't know why though," Irma said, sitting down by Taranee. "She's already probably going to get a scholarship anyways."
Hay Lin came prancing towards her friends and sat down. "Guess who else is in high school with us?" she said happily—almost to herself.
"Don't make me think of Gina," Cornelia said disgustedly. Obviously, Hay Lin had already heard of Gina's return, and didn't want Cornelia to still remember the terrible times she had with the girl.
"No, Cornelia, it's not Gina. It's Eric!" Hay Lin beamed. Everyone knew about Hay Lin's crush on Eric Lyndon ever since he moved to Heatherfield. Well, except Eric himself. But Hay Lin was already determined to finally strike a real relationship than being just best friends with him.
"Ooh…Eric!" Will and Irma said in unison. Hay Lin blushed a little. "Stop it, you guys," she said in an undertone voice, hinting that he could possibly hear them. She didn't want him to think that and completely ruin their relationship.
By the time lunch was almost done, Cornelia threw away her trash in the bin right next to their table. She all of the sudden realized something she had forgotten.
"Guys, I have to go to my locker," she said, taking her books and running out the cafeteria. She could have sworn that she heard one of the teacher's say, "Get back in here!" but she didn't care. She had to get back to her locker really fast before anybody—even her own friends—could see what she was going to do.
She ran into the bathroom, seeing that somebody else was in it, but she didn't care. She ran into the farthest stall, and then locked it.
'How could I forget?' she thought.
A few moments passed by, when Cornelia was sure the coast was clear, she unlocked the door. She found herself staring into the face of Gina Becker.
"Are you an anorexic?" Gina asked. "Because you were running so fast to puke—if you are one."
"Shut up, Gina," Cornelia pushed the raven-haired girl out of the way. Opening the door to exit, she heard Gina say, "Because you certainly are fat…probably a nice fat 120 pounds. No wonder your skirt looks so tight!" Cornelia looked at the laughing girl, who went into the stall Cornelia hid in for three minutes.
Ok, I know that was sort of short and skipped a lot, but technically, that was the whole point. Remember, I do not accept flames, only constructive criticism. I always try to find ways to improve.
-Teenaged Assassin
In Chapter Two: Grades and Eating Disorders
Cornelia goes on an eating disorder, and as her weight drops, so does her grades.