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Chapter 9:
First Day
"I'm sitting in a room; Made up of only big white walls; And in the halls there are people looking through; The window in the door; They know exactly what we're here for!" I sang as Fences by Paramore came on the local radio station. I looked at my adoptive mother's bouncy, curly blond hair that reminded me of my own longer curly black hair.
"I have to talk to Dr. Smith-"
"-About your team's new find. He's the history and science teacher and he requested to be informed of new finds." I finished, sighing.
"… Do you have it?"
"Yeah."
"I don't mean the watch."
"…"
"Sweetie, you need to keep it with you," She gave me the diary she wanted me to use that the doctor said I needed. It was a deep blue book with old leather, but it seemed brand new. It also had black circles and lines all over it. My hand went to the fob watch around my neck, that had patterns the exact same as the book.
"I'm sorry. But do I really need a diary? I'm a freshman! AND I'm the new girl coming in the middle of the year."
"Just write down your dreams then. The ones you tell me about."
"…Fine." I took the book and got out of the car. I hadn't met my history teacher yet, but I couldn't care less. I grabbed my orange I-Pod and clipped it to my favorite hoodie. It was light gray and covered with different colored paint splotches. There was a few heart-shaped splotches too. I plugged in my ear-buds and started to listen to Because of You by Kelly Clarkson, mouthing the lyrics.
"Hello Sweetie." I heard my mother greet.
"Ah, Doctor River Song, how are you?" A young man with a tweed jacket, bouncy brown hair and a goofy grin on his face that reminded me of an eight-year-old can running over to greet us.
"I'm doing fine, Doctor! What about you, how's your new job been?" Oh yeah, he's new too! At least I'm not the only one.
"Oh it's been great!"
"What's with the bowtie?" I asked as soon as I saw the red thing on his collar.
"Oi! Bowties are cool!" I laughed a bit, "What about you, you're wearing a tie!"
I looked down at my outfit. I was wearing a white blouse with a loose, black tie, some dark boot-cut jeans, and a pair of 'Chucks' along with my messenger bag and hoodie, also, of course, my fob watch-necklace .
"Well, I think it looks good." I said matter-of-factually. The song changed to Ordinary Day by Vanessa Carlton.
"This is Ella." I grinned and walked into the classroom. Sitting on a desk by the door, I glanced at River, and unplugged my I-Pod, speakers starting to blare, although I quickly fixed that.
"What are you doing?" Dr. Smith asked.
"Well, we have about twenty minutes before class, and I haven't sang in a while, and it's killing me!" I looked in a mirror that was on the wall, staring into my own startlingly blue-gray eyes. I grinned, the freckles on my face dancing.
"Ella, why do you want to sing?" The teacher seemed interested, not mad as I was expecting.
"I feel like it." I shrugging.
"Sorry sweetie, you can't. Wait for the talent show, or that new job you've got."
"Mum, you need to get to work!" I exclaimed, now aware that I had kept her here longer than she needed to be, "Don't worry about me, go!"
"Alright, goodbye sweetie!" I kissed her on the cheek.
"Bye!" I grinned and waved as she left.
A few minutes later after some awkward silence, I slowly walked around the room, scanning it for anything interesting. I saw a poster that I had at home that said, 'Don't ignore a coincidence unless you are very, very busy!' I kept walking, looking into the mirror on the wall again, watching my eyes dart back and forth. I walked next to Dr. Smith's desk and saw a strange device.
"What's that?" I whispered.
"What?" I jumped as I had forgotten my teacher.
"Nothing!"
I sat down at a desk by the window and immediately started to sketch this strange device in my diary. My teacher sat down in his desk.
"Aren't you going to go find your locker?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"I don't have any books yet. No need to find it." I quickly finished my sketch halfway, even though there had to be about a million mistakes in it, and turned the page.
"What are you writing?" Dr. Smith stood up and started to walk over to my claimed window desk.
"Something from a dream."
"What is it?"
"Something someone said in my dream. I can't remember much, but I remember most of what he said. He said, 'A daft old man who stole a magic box,' something, 'borrowed it was going to take it back,' something, 'You'll dream about that box. It'll never leave you. Big and little at the same time, Brand new and ancient, and the bluest blue ever,' something 'still be there in your dreams."
"…" He had a troubled look on his face, but in his eyes I only saw amazement, happiness, and a bit of .
"…" I was speechless by how old he seemed, yet all I did was ignore it. He went back to his desk and sat down.
I took that as my time to go and do whatever I was doing. I just realized that my I-Pod was off. I looked around the room to see if I bumped into anything while I had been walking around, but I hadn't. Just then I noticed a slight buzzing noise.
"What's that?"
"What?" Dr. Smith just got a confused look on his face.
"Never mind."
School couldn't get any stranger than this… right?
Boy, was I more wrong. It going to be a looooong day.
We only had homeroom for about fifteen minutes for a little briefing or whatever for the day, which was apparently normal, before heading off to our next classes. I had English first with a guy named Mr. Novak. After that, I went to Math with Mr. C, then break. That's when things got ugly.
I saw a group of cheerleaders who were going down the hall and telling people off like fashion police. Two of them came over to me, a blond and brunette.
"Um, that outfit, totally screams nerd. But there's something missing… Oh! All you need is a pair of bulky glasses…" The first girl said, her perfectly straight blond hair flowing as she turned her head to look at a friend.
The second girl smiled as she pulled out a pair of 'nerd glasses' without any lenses. It took my mind a moment to realize what they were doing. I glared at the second girl, right into her hazel eyes, as she jumped back a bit startled.
"Don't you even think about putting those on me." I said quietly, my voice dripping with venom.
"Oh, we won't think about it, we'll just put them riiiight here. There! Perfect! Now let's take her photo…" The head girl said sweetly. I growled a bit as they pulled out there cell phones. I slapped them both out of their hands and onto the floor.
"I said DON'T!" I practically screamed as I got really angry. Don't do it. She isn't worth your time. Stupid voice in my head.
"Oh! It looks like she's gotten mad! Does the whittle baby want her momma?" I punched the stupid blonde and ran. I ran as fast as I could, knowing this would happen. The only thing was, I ran straight into the cheerleader pack.
"You'll pay for that."
"How? With pain or money that you will never get?"
"Both."
"Meh. You can't hurt me." Just then my head chose to start hurting. Not now… I fell over, holding my head as if the pain would go away if I did.
"Ha, I win!" The stupid girl laughed. I kicked out with my foot, hoping to hit her. Which I did. But it didn't do anything. The pain…
"Girls, it's time."
"Yeah, it's time," I said. I had fought before with my headache, but it wasn't this bad, "For you to go down!" I quickly roundhouse kicked the blond, while her troops went to help their 'mistress'.
"You…" A bunch of kids were staring at me stand up to her. The blond and I stared at each other for a moment before the punches started. I got her in the eye, she got my side. I fell over with the force of it though. I felt tears forming and willed them to stop. Her other cheerleader friends helped me up, then dragged me to the girl's bathroom.
"What're you…"
"Just going to teach you a lesson. Girls! Take anything that might be valuable to her!" One of them took my watch.
"NO!" I shouted. That was a mistake.
"Oh, this is valuable to you? It's a pretty watch. Maybe I'll keep it." The blond said.
"No… It's mine!" I tried to take it back but her mini army kept me from touching her. I had nothing else they wanted but she kept the watch. They let me go, but formed a protective barrier around their mistress. I ran out, crying, not caring where I was going. I knew they'd be here. The bullies always chose me. I bumped into someone way taller than me, but my head was still hurting, so I wasn't able to recognize him.
"Ella, what's wrong?" I shook my head, not quite able to remember. I reached for my watch, but realized it wasn't there.
"S-someone took m-my wa-watch…" I was crying so hard it was even hard to breathe.
"What watch? Who took it? I'll get it back."
"I-I don't…" I fell over in the stranger's arms, the room, hall, possibly even the Earth was spinning around me.
"Ella! Ella, are you okay? Ella!" The man shouted. It took about five minutes for the ground to stand still. As I straightened up, I looked at the stranger.
"What's with the bowtie?"
"We went through this earlier. Ella…"
"Wait… what just happened?" My head was throbbing and I felt terrified by this little pain.
"You collapsed sobbing into my arms, why are you asking this, is everything okay?" The man spoke almost too fast for me to understand, since I was still coming into reality.
"Really?" I touched the spot my watch should have been. Memories of the cheerleaders got me to shriek.
"Ow! Why did you-"
"I need to get back my watch!" I ran as the man followed me.
"What watch?"
"The fob watch I wear as a necklace!" I practically screamed, even though classes were now in session.
"Ella!"
"Who are you anyways? I know I met you before, but… I need my mum!" I yelled as I continued to run. I found the cheerleaders and my sneakers helped my screech to a stop.
"Back for more?"
"Give it back. Give her the watch, or I will get you expelled for beating and stealing from a classmate!" The man yelled.
"Fine. I didn't like it that much." The blond threw the watch and walked off. The man caught it and gave it back.
"Thank You."
"Why are you acting like you don't know me, we only met a few hours ago."
"Get my mum on the phone. Get her here. Now."
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