'In most stories I read, when the main character's parents aren't there, they tend to blame it on themselves. I don't understand that. Why would a parent leave their child if they didn't love them? Were they selfish? Scared? Too brave for their own good? ' I thought to myself in the empty abyss of sleep. Somehow, I knew I was dreaming. That I would wake up soon. This happened often, being aware that you're dreaming. I usually went into a good book's setting and just walked around. Although a lot of times I would end up in a dark abyss, like now. I felt something pulling at me and-
I awoke to my usual song - Kings of Leon -Use Somebody and groaned inwardly. I hated Mondays. Thursday was always my favorite day. I rolled out of bed and went to go eat breakfast. I poured myself a bowl of Froot Loops and munched on them, still trying to wake my brain up. I went over to the bathroom , brushed my teeth, and tried to comb down my wild wavy hair. I decided to wear a graphic t-shirt, my worn out black leather jacket, jeans, and as usual , combat boots. I put on a small bit of makeup and really looked at myself in the mirror.
My eyes were a pale hazel , sometimes a greyish-blueish color. My hair was black and more of a curly wavy than a straight wavy. I was very, very pale, and blush didn't ever help much. I was skinny , but I had more muscle than the average 14 year old. I was pretty tall, too. I was about 5'6. I tore my eyes away and headed out to start walking to my school.
The bus rumbled past me as I made my last few steps into Greengate Middle School. My best friends , Maddy and Jullian , weren't there waiting on the steps for me.
" You look like hell,Lizzie. Are you ok?" asked Maddy.
" Yeah. Terrible night's sleep. Got like 4 hours. " I groaned.
" Awww. I'm sorry."
" Here." said Jullian as she handed me an un-opened Monster energy drink .
" Thanks." I said as I opened it and downed about half the bottle. The crisp , apple flavor instantly woke me up about 30%. I sighed. " We should probably get going. I don't want to piss Mrs.Maryl off again. "
" Haha , but it was pretty funny. ' Y-YOU LITTLE - OUTSIDE ! N-NOW! ' " said Maddy , flawlessly intimidating Mrs.Maryl . I laughed.
" At least we didn't get suspended for super gluing all the markers and erasers to the board. Remember the look on her face! " I laughed , trying to copy her face, but failing because I was laughing too hard. Maddy , Jullian , and I were the best pranksters in the grade. Suddenly , the bell rung and we ran off to class.
" Now , class , " said Mrs.Maryl , eying Maddy and me ," we're going to learn about misleading graphs, how to recognize one , and at the end of the week you'll get in a group and make one. " I yawned and Mrs.Maryl shot me a glare. I already knew everything there was to know about misleading graphs , so I tuned out and began to write down the most detailed description of the room I possibly could. I loved to write and read. Reading was my passion , and writing was my blood. Well , actually , not really my blood. I only lived with my Dad , and we never talked about Mom. He just told me that she was ' gone ' . Whatever that meant. I noticed Maddy looking over my shoulder.
" Yeah? " I whispered to her. She looked up and winked at me. I looked at her , puzzled , then I looked down at the paper. Crap , I thought. I meant to be writing about the room , but I was writing down detailed stories about my boyfriend , Stephen , and me. "Crap..." I said just a little too loudly.
" Ms . Mallack ? What's that you're writing ? " asked Mrs.Maryl. Double crap .
" Umm... Nothing. Just ... uh ... notes." I am a terrible liar when I'm caught off guard . She eyed me suspiciously . I stared right back , I'm too strong to give into her icy stare.
" Alright then. Let's continue ... " she said. I tuned her out again and shut up for the rest of class.
" Hey , so this weekend Alex and I are going sky-diving. Do you and Jullian and Maddy want to join? " asked Stephen. My eyes lit up with the thought of adrenalin and excitement.
" Yes! Well , Maddy's afraid of heights , but Jullian and I can come. How about Jullian comes to my house and Alex picks us up. " I said , kind of blabbering. Alex was Stephen's older brother , and Jullian had a HUGE crush on him , even though he was 17 and she was 14. He smiled.
" Great! So how about 1-ish. " he asked. I nodded my head vigorously and took his hand.
" Ok , so how about first we go get some ice-cream , then we wait 30 minutes , of course. Then we head out! This is going to be sooooo fun! Do we have to do it in teams ? What time will we be back? What should I wear? " I asked quickly.
" Woah , slow down , " he laughed. " Since there's going to be four of us , we could do it together or in twos. Um.. We'll be back around two-thirty. And just not a dress or a skirt thingy. " I laughed. I would never EVER wear a 'skirt thingy ' to anything. Suddenly , Jullian walked up and I told her about skydiving this weekend. She squealed when I mentioned Alex. The funny thing was that Alex had no clue that she even knew he existed. It was awkward to watch them talk. They never looked eachother , just kind of murmured and fake-laughed.
" Ok guys, this is going to be AWESOME! " I laughed. " I just hope Maddy won't be upset. "
Suddenly , the bell rung and we were off to class.
As soon as I got home , I planned to finish my homework , tell Dad about skydiving , eat , play on the Wii , then go to bed with a book , paper , and pen. I walked up the first two steps and could tell that something was wrong. I slowly approached the doorway , unsure if I should go in this way or the back door. I turned the handle and pushed the door open to reveal the most repulsive woman I've ever seen. She had very short , obviously died blonde hair. She was pale with a bit too much makeup on. She was in a solid black , long coat , even though it was spring. Her dark red lips were pursed in an annoyed manner as she looked up at me with dull , lifeless , puke-green eyes. I managed to smile and ask my Dad as politely as I could , " Dad , you didn't say we were having company. Who mi-"
" Hello , Elizabeth. I'm Ms.Welkin. Would you mind going to your room to let the adults talk alone ? " she asked in a British accent. I furiously fought down the need to roll my eyes as I nodded and went down the hallway. I opened the door and shut it, to make it seem as if I had actually gone into my room , when I was actually hiding in the hallway. " Now , where were we, oh , yes. She will be sharing a dorm room with two other girls between the ages of 12-16. She will have her own bed and her own clothes, so she needn't pack anything. She can bring a small bag full of personal items as long as they are approved. She will get one phone call per week for 20 minutes. There are no electronics , either. She will have her normal classes, Language , Math , those sorts of things. In our Black Smoke Academy , we have beauty classes , manners , posture and poise , and behavioral classes.Black Smoke Academy truly is a great school and I'm sure she will enjoy it very much. Do you have any questions Mr. Mallack ?"
" Um , yes. One , actually. When and how long will I be able to see her ? " Dad asked. Dad's actually considering this ? I thought.
" For two weeks in July. The perfect amount so she won't forget anything , but long enough for her to relax. You can pull her out at any time in these two weeks , but you can't pull her out in the middle of the year , I'm afraid. "
" Alright. Well, I'll break the news to Lizzie that she's going. What time will you come to pick her up? " he asked.
" About 1 o'clock on Saturday. I'll see you and Elizabeth then! " she said. I heard her get up and walk out the door. No , this can't be. I'm dreaming. I can't leave my friends! Tears started to swell in my eyes as a million ways to tell my friends I would be going to this stupid school.
"DAD! HOW COULD YOU! I'M NOT GOING TO SOME STUPID PRIVATE SCHOOL JUST BECAUSE I WAS OFFERED TO! CM'ON DAD, I THOUGHT YOU WANTED YOUR DAUGHTER TO BE HAPPY! " I screamed at him as I leaped out of the hallway and stormed up to him.
" Lizzie, I thought Ms.Welkin told you to go to your room. " he said in a deadly calm voice.
" Dad! Don't tell me you're going to actually c-" my voice cracked," considering this! Please , Dad, don't make me go!"
" Lizzie! You are going and that's final. Now go to your room until I call you for supper. Go! " he yelled. Dad never yelled. I started bawling and ran off to my room. When Dad called me down for dinner, he tried talking to me , but I ignored him and ate very quickly. I ran straight to bed and cried some more. How could he do this to me? Why is he making me go? These thoughts tortured my mind as I cried myself asleep until sunrise.