Chapter 8 - Changing
Eva looked at the small bit she had put up already.
'Aikka, Thanks for your letter. It was really nice. I am glad you believe me. I do cause chaos a lot. But yeah, I don't really have many people who share my pain. I did used to have a best friend called Maple. She was sweet but we broke apart. I have a new best friend, Naomi. She's like me, a rebel,' Eva had written.
Eva looked at the clock in her room. It said she had missed a really tiny bit of her lesson. Eva couldn't think of what else to put though. She gave up and went searching for Canaan instead. She took the stuff with her and her sword.
She knocked on the door. Canaan came out, quite surprised at her appearance.
'I thought you had English now,' he said.
'Naomi told me I should miss it so I could write to Aikka. But I don't know what to put. I don't him thinking I am a sweet girl. I don't want it to be crap. I wasn't so fussed before but now…' she sighed.
'Look, come inside,' Canaan smiled.
Eva sat down on a chair. Canaan sat in another one. He looked at what she had put so far and sighed.
'Eva, this is fine. He will like it. I saw you about ten minutes ago, blushing away and smiling. I know that letter was the reason why. Everyone else was surprised. I guess you like Aikka a lot?' he smiled weakly at her.
Eva nodded.
'Yeah but it's only been one letter! Why the hell am I going like this? It is crap and what I have written is shit,' she mumbled.
'It is not. You just have to be yourself and believe,' Canaan told her.
Eva raised her eyebrow but took them letter back.
'That's the last time I ask you for advice,' she muttered.
She sat down and started writing.
'We have evil teachers at my school. They yell and shout and tell you to do all this crap. Canaan is sort of relief from that. He and Naomi stop me going mad sometimes at my school,' Eva wrote.
Eva looked at the clock on Canaan's wall. It had only been five minutes since she had arrived there.
It felt so much longer for Eva. She bit the end of her pen angrily.
'Why does time have to be so slow? It just wants me to go to crappy English, doesn't it? But if I do, Naomi will know I didn't write the damn letter,' Eva muttered.
Canaan gave her a look of pity.
'Just try. I will be back in about half an hour. I need to do something,' Canaan walked out of the room.
Eva wanted to kick herself. Now she was stuck in a dusty room for ages by herself to write a letter. Great. Just the perfect thing she had planned for the day. She stood up angrily.
'How the hell am I supposed to do this?' she asked herself.
She let the anger go down though. She then had an idea of what she could out into the letter.
She sat down and started to write again.
'I do all sorts of things with them. Canaan acts like the dad who is never around at all for me. Naomi sort of is just someone who shares my pain. It is nice that maybe I can have someone who isn't old or a girl,' Eva then wrote.
She didn't look at the clock this time. She kept on writing.
'So it is nice that you like me. I wasn't surprised by what your parents said. Would any rebel be surprised? Besides, what is wrong with mud fights? There isn't any damn mud around here…but they are so much fun! Your parents must be very boring,' she then wrote.
She remembered all the times when she was five or six when there had been mud around the school. She had loved covering herself in the stuff. When they got rid of the grass and turned it into stone, Eva was really annoyed.
She had yelled all sorts of abuse at all the teachers she had overheard from older people. That was when her rebel identity came.
Eva sighed and wrote on.
'Anyway, please write back. I want to know what the mud-covered Prince does all day when he is forced to do royal crap. That's all from me. Write back, Eva,' she quickly finished.
Canaan came through the door. He smiled when Eva handed him the letter she had just finished.
'That half an hour went by quickly. God, are you going to make me go to the witch of crap? Please don't! I hate that class and there are snobs and bastards! Besides, Naomi would do the same,' Eva begged Canaan.
'I suppose this one time…after I send off this letter,' he said.
He left the room again. Eva groaned. She was alone again.
'I didn't mean leave now! Great, now what am I supposed to do?' Eva asked herself angrily.
She saw her sword. She grinned and took it out of its holster.
Eva slashed the sword playfully about. She took out her homework book from her bag. She cut it in half.
'Opps,' she smiled evilly.
She quickly made the pages look like they had been torn. She put the sword away just as Canaan came back through the door.
'Look what happened! Someone played a mean trick on me!' Eva held out the ruined book.
Canaan laughed.
'You really are a rebel! I know you used your sword Eva, so don't try and hide it from me,' Canaan chuckled.
Eva sighed and put away the destroyed book.
'How did you know?' she then demanded Canaan.
'Because Aikka tried the same thing with one of the books his tutors gave him. I think it was about being Prince-like,' Canaan smiled.
'I would have destroyed that book too if I was him. Who wants to be Prince-like? I would rather be me, a rebel for the rest of my life than follow the rules. It is more fun and it is less crap,' Eva crossed her arms.
'I think his parents may one day win though. You don't have much to amount to but he has a planet to rule. I know you won't like the truth much…' Canaan started saying sadly.
'Why does he have the shit job? Why can't someone else rule? God, I don't think I'd want to know the future him,' Eva grumbled.
Canaan sighed.
'It would be different. You could one day change too,' Canaan smiled weakly.
Eva grabbed her stuff. She ran to the door.
'Even if the Prince changes I won't! One day you will try and find me, but I will be gone and it will be done by doing something no one would do!' she yelled.
She slammed open the door and ran out.
She went into English. Her teacher shouted at her.
'Whatever,' Eva rolled her eyes.
She sat down and didn't care that everyone was staring. They all knew Eva never came into class this late. She was either late or didn't turn up.
Eva sat down. Canaan will never be right and she would prove it…