The first day

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At 8:00 that morning, Jess' alarm clock rung, signaling the beginning of the first day.

Jess groaned, he did not want to be up this early, preferring to sleep until noon, but he knew he had to get up.

He swung his legs over the bed, got up and yawned while stretching his arms above his head.

He walked to his bathroom where he took a nice long, hot shower.

Wrapping the towel around his waist he made his way to his dresser where he picked out a 'Foo Fighters' t-shirt and a pair of ripped jeans. He didn't bother with trying to dry his moppy hair. He pulled on socks and a pair of Nike sneakers.

He walked out of his room not paying attention, out of the corner of his eye he could see a girl with long blonde hair open the door to one of the rooms, but before he could turn his head to get a better look, she was already gone. 'It couldn't have been Leslie.' he argued.

Curiosity getting the better of him he turned towards the door and counted how many doors down it was from his. His answer, five. Five doors down, it must have been his buddy, Terabithia's, room.

She probably just finished breakfast and was heading back to her room to get ready for the day.

He continued walking down to the cafeteria. When he entered it was just like a hospital cafeteria, white. He got in line and grabbed some scramble egg's and bacon. He walked over to an empty table and ate in silence.

When he finished eating it was 9:00 and he had to go to group time, which was where people with the same problem met and talked about why they bagan to, in his case, cut.

He stood up and threw his plate in the garbage and made his way to the group meet room, which was in the main quarters.

He finally found the room and entered. The room was medium size with 16 chairs in a circle, most of them occupied by girls, (13 to be exact) 'three guys here including me, great.' he thought.

"Jesse Aarons?" a voice asked, Jess looked and saw a middleage tan women with long chestnut hair wearing a green t-shirt with jeans under a white lab coat.

"Yea," Jess replied.

"I'm Dr. Whitetail, your group leader and psychologist." she explained. Jess nodded his head and took an empty seat between a black haired boy with green eyes and a girl with red hair and blue eyes.

Dr. Whitetail spoke, "Okay people, we have a new member, this is Jesse Aarons." everyone said 'hi' and Jess just nodded. "Okay! Let's start with you Jess, why did you begin to cut?" she asked, Jess didn't really feel like taking about Leslie, but he knew he had to.

"When I was a kid, I didnt really have any friends. But then, in fifth grade, this blonde girl named Leslie Burke moved in. She was ostracized like me, she would wear crazy colors and arm warmers. She beat me at running. We didn't really get along well, we were neighbors, we decided to race one day after school and we found this really cool place in the woods, and the only way to get to it was to swing on a rope, we made it our place. It was at that moment we became best friends. Well then one day, my music teacher called me, and asked me if I wanted to go to the art museum because her nephews bailed, so I went, I wanted to invite Leslie, but I didn't. When I came back, my parents were frantic, they thought I died." his voice became choked up. "Becuase the rope we swung on broke, and it rained a lot the day before, and the river below it had risen, she fell and hit her head. They never found her body, but they found a lot of blood on a rock, they assumed that she hit her head and drowned. When I went to her 'funeral' her father told me she loved me, it was then that I realized I loved her too. It was all my fault, I should of done something, I should of been there for her but I wasn't." he finished, he probably sounded pathetic, him, an 18 year old kid, an adult, still blaming himself for something that happened years ago, something he probably had no control over.

"Thank you Jess, now, Caty, your turn." Dr. Whitetail said, the girl next to Jess spoke.

"My name is Caty Williams," everyone said 'hi' "And I started cutting because I was bullied in school, I never really fitted in with everyone, I was teased and called names, and it made me feel like crap..." she went on. After an hour it was time to go.

Jess stood up and began walking to the door, when the guy who was sitting next to him walked next to him.

"Jesse, Right?" he asked.

"Yea, call me Jess, what's you name?" Jess asked, somewhat annoyed.

"Names James Puckett." he replied.

"Nice to meet you James." Jess said.

"That girl, Leslie, she sounds a lot like Terabithia." he said, trying to make conversation.

"Really? She's my buddy." Jess said, suddenly listening for anymore info on this girl.

"That's cool, FYI she's kinda crazy, she'll just stare into space sometimes and then quickly draw or write something then run to her room. Nobody knows what she does in there." James continued as they walked down the hall to the rooms. "She's kinda like Luna Lovegood from Harry Potter, you know?" he asked.

Jess nodded his head, he remembered reading about the girl, nicknamed Loony since she believed in such abnormal things, in the Harry Potter books written by J.K. Rowling.

"So you want to hang out for a while? We have an hour to kill until buddy time. We can go to the game room or something." James said sincerely.

"Nah, I was gonna go to my room, I still have to unpack." 'besides I don't want to hang out with you.' he added in his head.

James looked upset for a fraction then bounced right back, "Sure, no prob, it's your first day here too. See ya!" he said, walking in the direction of the rec. room. Jess shook his head and made his way to his room.

When he passed Terabithia's room he had half a mind to knock on the door and talk to her, but he decided against it.

He walked into his room and went to his sketch pad and began, to well, sketch.

It was almost an hour before he finished he looked down at his work and once again, saw Leslie's face. Though it really wasn't her 10 year old self. He had been trying to age her face, using his own from when he was 10 and his face now to figure out what she would look like.

This picture had Leslie's hair grown out, if she didn't cut it it would be about mid-back. Her cheekbones were more defined and her lips fuller. He sighed. He glanced at the clock, it was 10:50. 'better go to buddy time,' he thought as he closed his sketch book.

He walked out of room and saw a girl with mid back blonde hair run out of Terabithia's room. He fought the urge to run after this girl.

She ran to a door at the end of the hallway, 'must be the buddy time room.' he thought.

He walked to the door and sure enough it said 'Buddy Room 1 A-M. 'well this is it.' he thought and opened the door.

"Can I help you?" a guy with blonde hair an blue eyes asked, he was sitting at a desk.

"Yea, I'm here for Buddy Time, my buddy is Terabithia." he said.

"Oh yes Jesse Aaron, good luck, Terabithia is a nut job." he said. "Terabithia! Your 11 'o clock is here!" he shouted to a girl with mid back blonde hair who was sitting at a table writing or drawing something.

Jess walked over to her, he coughed after a moment.

She looked, she had piercing blue eyes Jess had a quick intake pod breath. 'No.' he thought, this girl was the spitting image of older Leslie he had just drawn.

"Leslie?" he asked, and regretted it right away, this girl will think of him as a nut job, she spoke.

"Jesse. Jesse Aarons?" she asked him, staring at him puzzlingly.

Okay End chappie two! Ohh so does Leslie remember Jess? Or is Jess just hallucinating and it's all a dream? You tell us!