I guess I had stood up while I heard the familiar voices. I sat back down and turned my attention to the window. I sighed heavily, looking at the scene in front of me. It was the academy in Berlin. 7th grade, science class. I had just started to grow my hair back out and wear more girly clothes. I was sitting in the back, next to Gilbert. Rodereich was accross the aisle, mixing two liquids together intently.

"Liz, where'd you put the other beaker?" Gilbert asked, looking at me while holding a vile with blue liquid in it.

"I...I guess I forgot to grab one. Hang on." I said while getting out of my chair. I started walking down the aisle. I was passing Tino, Alfred, Francis and...Natalia.

Natalia was 'Queen Bee' at that time and wore all the latest makeup, had the coolest nail job and was already planning on getting her nose redone.(Her was too...Russian? I think that's what she said) And an absolute bitch. She had her close friends. A girl from Monaco, and Francis's cousin, she was from Seychelles. I was told she was having issues adjusting to Germany and was planning on moving back to the island over summer. Natalia was looking at the instructions listed on the board and smirked, while pushing a glass of boiling water off the edge of her table, shattering as it hit the ground right in front of my feet.

Strike one.

I looked down startled, and slipped in the puddle of hot water. I landed with a thud and cried out in pain, the water seeping through my uniform. My skin was starting to burn. Natalia just laughed.

"Uh-oh. Tomboy wet herself." Natalia said tauntingly. The whole class was watching now. Tino shot out of his chair and grabbed me, placing me back on my feet. My legs had a couple of shallow cuts from the glass and were bright red from the heat of the water.

"What the fuck Natalia?" Gilbert screamed in her face. She jumped slightly, startled by the outburst.

"What?" She asked, looking innocent.

"What do you mean 'what'? What the hell was that? You just burned Elizaveta! You bitch! No wonder why Michelle is moving back to Seychelles! She must be fed up with your shitty attitude!..." Gilbert went on. Kids were just watching in shock as someone finally stood up to the bitch.

"Hey, are you ok Liz?" Rodereich was standing there looking at me worriedly. He bent down to inspect my legs. I kept looking at Gil. I looked at him differently...more than a friend? No. I shook my head. Nonsense. The teacher walked in, seeing the mess, he sent Natalia to the Headmaster's office. She wasn't seen in class for three days. Well, karma's a bitch, right?

I looked around the dark room again. I found a door. I walked over and opened it, white light blinding me. I adjusted and looked down to find my self wearing a long flowing white dress.

Odd. I never owned this dress before.

I looked back up at the light and walked through the door. I was blinded momentarily. My eyes adjusted and I looked around. I was in a brightly lit hallway. Pictures framed the walls. I looked at one side and inspected all the photos.

Me at my 9th birthday party, I was looking up at the camera and holding a present in red wrapping paper. It had a green, yellow, and purple striped bow. I remembered it. It was from Ludwig. In it was a pair of suspenders. I was really into them at that time. My hair was up in a ponytail, it was right before I cut it, and I was wearing jeans and a baggy shirt. It was my tomboy phase.

My Grandma and I at the aquarium. We were standing with our backs to the camera. We were looking at a tank with sea horses. They were my favorite. I was 6.

Rodereich and I at the beach, buliding a sandcastle. This was when we were dating. I was laughing and Rodereich seemed content. We were 16.

Maturaball*. Our school and another academy in Austria joined together to throw one. It was fun. My mom and father were in the side of the picture while Roddy and I were sitting next to eachother, smiling. I was in a dark purple formal dress that was stunning, or so Rodereich told me. He was in a black suit and had a matching purple tie. This was 2 weeks before I found him cheating on me. We were 18. Almost 19.

Something told me to go back to the room. I turned around and walked back, done with the pictures for now. I was blind for several moments in the dark. I finally found my chair and settled back in, ready for another round of nostalgia.

* Maturaball: Austria's equivalent of prom. This ball takes place before exams are taken. Normally, these are formal. Students often invite parents and grandparents to go with them. Sometimes several schools host a joint event.

Ok! So, here's chapter 3. Yeah, hope you liked it! The thing they were mixing:...I really don't know. Something random. I'll let you decide for yourself.

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