No Title...... Still - Chapter Two
Karen Fields is no ordinary girl. She is now a D.T student with a dark future. With the person living inside her, who can pull strings. Now help me find a title for this story. I can't think of one. COMMENT TO SUBMIT UR TITLE!!!!!?!? A story isn't called a story unless it has a title!!!
I didn't want to believe it. Of course I didn't want to believe. Being label as a D.T student is like being caught making out with your Teddy bear or worse.
I watch as Kate attempt on hiding her surprise but the news was too shocking and embarrassing that she look at me. She was stun, shock and frozen.
She didn't know what to say, she just stared. Mom, sensing my annoyance, jab her elbow into Kate's side.
"Ow" she yelped. She rub the spot, glaring at me. "I get it, already."
She look at me then said with a laugh. "Karen, this is the worse thing you ever did! Man, are you being punish!"
She double over in laughter. Leave it to Kate to break the news gently. If I ever get pregnant, I definitely won't tell her. Though it makes me wonder what her reaction would be.
I cross my arms. "Are you done?"
Kate stood, erect. Composed and calm. "Yes, I'm done" a minute pass and she turn around. "I have some um, homework to do" she said, her voice strain.
It sound like she was crying but when I heard her up in her room, came the echo of laughter. She's still laughing!
"Calm down, Karen" Mom said. "This is her way of coping with things".
"Coping with things?" I repeated. "She thinks this is one big joke and when it gets around school, that will be even more worse than me finding out!"
"I don't think it matters, I mean you didn't really have any friends" Mom pointed out, as gently as she could.
"I don't need friends and I think it matters, seeing how the classes for D.T students are right next to the school!" I said. "the minute Kate opens her mouth, people will be outside pointing at me or whispering rumors about I bet aren't even true".
Mom smiled. "Who cares what they think? You'll no longer be with them, maybe never see them. And it's like turning over a new leaf".
Turning over a new leaf? At a school for dangerous people and potential murders. Fantastic.
Mom rub my shoulders. "Think about it, Karen. Your only thinking about the negative stuff. Think positive".
Think positive. It's hard to do but I'm gonna tried. Sitting at me desk, I tap my pencil endlessly then I pull out a paper. I wrote ONLY PROS. Then numbers to five, I bet there's only that much anyway.
1.) Uniforms are enforce. (it's a pro because now I don't have to worried about what I need to wear)
2.) Classes are easy, mostly has to do with the body.
3.) We get out of school at 3:00, early.
4.) We bring are own lunch (I always wanted to try that).
5.) We have homeroom, we don't leave the class. (teachers come to us).
6.) Huge library, access to thousands of histories and stories.
7.) Not much students there.
8.) I might actually know where I belong.
9.) I might make one friend.
10.) I could get a boyfriend. ( I might also get knock-up, so I don't know why this is a pro).
11.) Fun people.
13.) NO HOMEWORK!
After writing number thirteen, I stop. It was making me happy then sad then happy. It was a roller coaster ride. Up then down then up. I got tired and lay on the bed. Tomorrow I get to go. Might as well get it over with. What could go wrong?
"You're so cute!" Mom gush as I came down the stairs, wearing the uniform.
Dad frowned. "It's supposed to make you look plain, not cute".
I threw my hands in the air. "What am I supposed to do about it?"
The black skirt hung above my knees then the white blouse that button up, which is cover by a black over jacket, thin. Not meant to keep me warm.
Kate stood by the door, waiting. She look annoyed as she tap her foot.
I decided on braiding my hair to one side so my hair lay on my right shoulder. I pick up my messenger bag then Mom hand me my lunch.
"Have fun" Mom said. I smiled and walk out, Kate behind me. She put the car in drive and drove me to school. No insults or anything. Once she park, she mumble something.
"What?" I ask, my voice loud.
She slightly loudly. "I said you look good in you're uniform, especially with pale peach skin".
I gape at her thinking this a dream and someone will be screaming in my ear anytime soon. No scream so no dream.
I smiled and said "Thanks, besides if I didn't look good in it than that would mean I'm not relate to you".
She crack a smiled then clear her throat. "This never happen".
"Don't know what your talking about" I answered as we both got out of the vehicle.
And just like that, we both went back to being sisters who can't stand each other.
I pull out my student I.D and slide it. The doors unlock and I grab the handle, pausing to process this then went in. No turning back, obviously.
The hallway was clear. No one here. I walk down the hallway, feeling scared because the school is so well-lit, it's like a operating table in a horror movie.
I ended up at the end of the hallway, staring at a door that said # 3. My homeroom.
I was planning on opening it myself but someone beat me to it because the door hit me on my forehead and the impact was so strong that push me onto the floor, landing on my butt. Then my back. My elbows stop me from hitting my head and it supported my body as my brains tried to regain its thought because I couldn't think of one except...
"What the hell!" I cried, mostly in shock. I heard murmurs as a red blur walk to me.
"Are you okay?" ask the red blur mix with brown.
"What are you?" I ask, staring at the red blur.
"What's wrong with her?" asks a voice. It's like circles with dark spots on their face. Three dark spots. Two, where the eyes should be then a big one where a mouth should have been.
"Her brain can't process the images" the red blur said.
"But she didn't hit her head" protested a circle thing.
"Yeah, I know, but she got hit by the door. Someone called the ambulance, she might need to go in" the red blur said as people disappear. One person pull out a glowing things.
"What's happening?" I ask, feeling my pulse quicken.
The red blur grab my hand, squeezing it reassuring.
"Everything's going to be okay" the red blur said, but I hear the doubt in its voice.
Am I going blind? Is that why I see black spots? Oh my, I'm feeling light-headed. Why? The black dots are getting bigger. This is bad. I know it. The black dots grew and swallow me. I was floating my darkness. I saw me, curl up, wearing a white dress with my hair all around me, floating. A white light surround me and when I look up. I realize it wasn't me.
Who are you? it asks.
I watch as Kate attempt on hiding her surprise but the news was too shocking and embarrassing that she look at me. She was stun, shock and frozen.
She didn't know what to say, she just stared. Mom, sensing my annoyance, jab her elbow into Kate's side.
"Ow" she yelped. She rub the spot, glaring at me. "I get it, already."
She look at me then said with a laugh. "Karen, this is the worse thing you ever did! Man, are you being punish!"
She double over in laughter. Leave it to Kate to break the news gently. If I ever get pregnant, I definitely won't tell her. Though it makes me wonder what her reaction would be.
I cross my arms. "Are you done?"
Kate stood, erect. Composed and calm. "Yes, I'm done" a minute pass and she turn around. "I have some um, homework to do" she said, her voice strain.
It sound like she was crying but when I heard her up in her room, came the echo of laughter. She's still laughing!
"Calm down, Karen" Mom said. "This is her way of coping with things".
"Coping with things?" I repeated. "She thinks this is one big joke and when it gets around school, that will be even more worse than me finding out!"
"I don't think it matters, I mean you didn't really have any friends" Mom pointed out, as gently as she could.
"I don't need friends and I think it matters, seeing how the classes for D.T students are right next to the school!" I said. "the minute Kate opens her mouth, people will be outside pointing at me or whispering rumors about I bet aren't even true".
Mom smiled. "Who cares what they think? You'll no longer be with them, maybe never see them. And it's like turning over a new leaf".
Turning over a new leaf? At a school for dangerous people and potential murders. Fantastic.
Mom rub my shoulders. "Think about it, Karen. Your only thinking about the negative stuff. Think positive".
Think positive. It's hard to do but I'm gonna tried. Sitting at me desk, I tap my pencil endlessly then I pull out a paper. I wrote ONLY PROS. Then numbers to five, I bet there's only that much anyway.
1.) Uniforms are enforce. (it's a pro because now I don't have to worried about what I need to wear)
2.) Classes are easy, mostly has to do with the body.
3.) We get out of school at 3:00, early.
4.) We bring are own lunch (I always wanted to try that).
5.) We have homeroom, we don't leave the class. (teachers come to us).
6.) Huge library, access to thousands of histories and stories.
7.) Not much students there.
8.) I might actually know where I belong.
9.) I might make one friend.
10.) I could get a boyfriend. ( I might also get knock-up, so I don't know why this is a pro).
11.) Fun people.
13.) NO HOMEWORK!
After writing number thirteen, I stop. It was making me happy then sad then happy. It was a roller coaster ride. Up then down then up. I got tired and lay on the bed. Tomorrow I get to go. Might as well get it over with. What could go wrong?
"You're so cute!" Mom gush as I came down the stairs, wearing the uniform.
Dad frowned. "It's supposed to make you look plain, not cute".
I threw my hands in the air. "What am I supposed to do about it?"
The black skirt hung above my knees then the white blouse that button up, which is cover by a black over jacket, thin. Not meant to keep me warm.
Kate stood by the door, waiting. She look annoyed as she tap her foot.
I decided on braiding my hair to one side so my hair lay on my right shoulder. I pick up my messenger bag then Mom hand me my lunch.
"Have fun" Mom said. I smiled and walk out, Kate behind me. She put the car in drive and drove me to school. No insults or anything. Once she park, she mumble something.
"What?" I ask, my voice loud.
She slightly loudly. "I said you look good in you're uniform, especially with pale peach skin".
I gape at her thinking this a dream and someone will be screaming in my ear anytime soon. No scream so no dream.
I smiled and said "Thanks, besides if I didn't look good in it than that would mean I'm not relate to you".
She crack a smiled then clear her throat. "This never happen".
"Don't know what your talking about" I answered as we both got out of the vehicle.
And just like that, we both went back to being sisters who can't stand each other.
I pull out my student I.D and slide it. The doors unlock and I grab the handle, pausing to process this then went in. No turning back, obviously.
The hallway was clear. No one here. I walk down the hallway, feeling scared because the school is so well-lit, it's like a operating table in a horror movie.
I ended up at the end of the hallway, staring at a door that said # 3. My homeroom.
I was planning on opening it myself but someone beat me to it because the door hit me on my forehead and the impact was so strong that push me onto the floor, landing on my butt. Then my back. My elbows stop me from hitting my head and it supported my body as my brains tried to regain its thought because I couldn't think of one except...
"What the hell!" I cried, mostly in shock. I heard murmurs as a red blur walk to me.
"Are you okay?" ask the red blur mix with brown.
"What are you?" I ask, staring at the red blur.
"What's wrong with her?" asks a voice. It's like circles with dark spots on their face. Three dark spots. Two, where the eyes should be then a big one where a mouth should have been.
"Her brain can't process the images" the red blur said.
"But she didn't hit her head" protested a circle thing.
"Yeah, I know, but she got hit by the door. Someone called the ambulance, she might need to go in" the red blur said as people disappear. One person pull out a glowing things.
"What's happening?" I ask, feeling my pulse quicken.
The red blur grab my hand, squeezing it reassuring.
"Everything's going to be okay" the red blur said, but I hear the doubt in its voice.
Am I going blind? Is that why I see black spots? Oh my, I'm feeling light-headed. Why? The black dots are getting bigger. This is bad. I know it. The black dots grew and swallow me. I was floating my darkness. I saw me, curl up, wearing a white dress with my hair all around me, floating. A white light surround me and when I look up. I realize it wasn't me.
Who are you? it asks.
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