The Mysterious Woman

Azalea's P.O.V.

The next morning I walked to school but noticed something was off. There was a woman standing outside the school grounds. She had a limited addition Disney bag with exclusive pins that cost hundreds of dollars. She was a Disney freak, possibly a Kingdom Keeper fan. I had had my fair share of crazy fans, people would come to the bakery and just sit there for hours while I worked in the back.

None of us, the Kingdom Keepers, could really go out into public anymore without running into a fan of some kind. But this lady was freaking me out, because she was looking straight at me. She was wearing sunglasses so I wasn't a hundred percent sure she was looking at me, but I had a hunch. She seemed familiar, but I couldn't just figure it out.

Finn pulled up next to me, riding his bike. He followed my gaze to the lady looking at the both of us, like we had done something wrong. "Let's go, she's probably just a fan," I stated, turning to walk towards school.

"I've seen her before," Finn murmured, locking up his bike.

"She seems familiar, I just don't know where from," I stated, opening up my locker, Finn's right next to mine. I put away my backpack and took out my stuff for first period, math. I said good bye to Finn and made my way to Mr. Huntington's math class. He was a nice guy and everything but I don't think that a teacher was exactly his calling.

I sat next to Amanda. I smiled in greeting and she returned it. The Kingdom Keepers had saved Amanda's sister Jess from the OT's on two occasions. They were Fairlies, humans with special powers. Both sisters were orphans and friends of the Kingdom Keepers. Amanda and I were quite close. They might be moved from their current foster home to another one, one made for Fairlies. I was upset about it but I knew there was nothing that any of us could do about it.

Finn and I met up at lunch, sitting by ourselves. Amanda was doing something elsewhere so it was just us two today. "How's that cut?" Finn asked.

I pulled up my sleeve to reveal the cut that was covered by fifteen small band aids. "I couldn't find any bigger bandages so I had to use the small ones, and lots of them," I replied at his confused glance. He smiled at me until he saw someone coming up from behind me. I turned to look as Greg Luowski walked towards us.

He was easily comparable to a walking soda machine and had the brain of one too. He was disgusting and I always had to deal with him. He swaggered over to our table, Finn giving him a deadpanned look. "What are you doing here, Whitman?" Greg threatened, trying to take a threatening pose and in the process tripping on some trash on the floor. Red faced, he walked away. I sighed.

"He likes you," Finn stated.

"Don't remind me, I'd rather date the trash can than that sorry excuse," I sighed.

"Good point, a trash can probably smells better anyways," Finn joked. I smiled. "So what are we going to do about our friend?"

"What else can we do, we keep searching until we find him. We have absolutely no clues to lead us in any direction except for the fact that the OT's know that we're looking for him." Finn looked behind me again to see Greg sitting with his cult. "Don't let him get to you, he's not worth your time."

"When do you see Amanda?" Finn asked, changing the subject.

"Uh, we have last period together. Why?"

"I was going to see if they could go to EPCOT to look for Wayne with me," Finn said.

"Finn, if you go into the park you might get caught."

"What's worse, getting caught or never finding Wayne again?" I sighed.

"Fine, I would come with you except I have a shift at the bakery again, can't skip it," I replied. Finn nodded as we were dismissed. At last period I talked to Amanda and she agreed that she and Jess would meet up with Finn at EPCOT after school. As I packed my bag, I turned to look at Finn, who had put on a baseball cap with shades. "Just don't get caught, I don't want to have to bail you out."

He smiled at me before promising to be careful and walking off. I sighed and walked to the bakery. I put my back pack away and donned an apron. I got straight to work in the back frosting cupcakes. After I finished two batches my aunt told me to work at the counter for a while. I nodded and made my way to the front. There were only a few customers but there were still a good amount milling about.

Then that lady walked into the store, the one that had been staring at Finn and me at school. I gulped as she started to look at all the pastries lined up behind the display cases. I served the people in front of the mysterious woman but I kept an eye directly on her. When she finally made her way to the counter where I was standing at she ordered a simple which I quickly got. As I handed her the box, my grandmother came out of the back.

She gasped and I turned my attention to my grandmother, who was clutching the wall for support. I quickly made my way over to my grandmother. "What's wrong?" I stated quickly.

"Nothing, I just saw someone I haven't seen in a long time." I turned to look for the woman but she had disappeared, the pastries' worth located on the counter in the form of two crisp dollar bills and a few coins.

"You know her? Who is she?" I replied, cautiously.

"An old friend," she sighed. I would have asked more but I knew it was best to not push my grandmother.