Copyrighted © by Klaudia Karbowiak 2009 All Rights Reserved



ow would you feel if you knew that you were your love’s life

and death at the same time? How would you feel if the only way to kill your soul mate was by getting killed yourself? You would dread the thought. And so do I- standing face to face with death. Death is walking towards me and there’s no way to stop it, no help around to come. I look into its eyes- giving it a hateful look… It smiles at me and now I hate it even more. I didn’t know what happened but all I was able to see was blackness…I was sure that I haven’t died because I could feel pain. I came back to consciousness. That proved to me that I wasn’t dead. I opened my eyes and I didn’t like what I saw. The love of my life fought with effort to save our lives. I hoped that my love would not give up and fight, however death was stronger in many ways. Could we hang on and survive this ordeal or would we become just another two names ticked of death’s endless list? It was then when I saw the determined cerulean eyes when something crossed my mind; I realised that there is a way to save the two of us with as little fight as possible.



was finally moving. After living in rainy England for what

seemed as endless six years, I was finally moving. My dreams of lounging under the baking hot sun and dreams of the golden beaches were now becoming true. I was moving into the vicinity of Sydney, Australia. I can remember when I was six and I still lived in Poland, my parents promised to move to Australia but when I was about ten we moved to Britain instead. In Britain we lived in a medium sized town called Rotherham. There we lived in one of those old terrace houses numbered with a big, decorative fourteen. The house was nearly one hundred years old, and to be honest it looked like it. We had a small garden with many flowering plants. We had a bush of full, white roses- they were my favourites. In fact the garden was one of not many things I liked in England. The other thing I liked was the school. Yes, I surely liked school. Most of people called me weird just because I liked it. I bet they would have understood me if they would have ever studied in Poland. It was way more enjoyable and easier to learn in English than in Polish schools. Poland. Warm in summer and in most of the spring. Cold in the winter and some of the autumn. It snowed every Christmas. Why couldn't we have stayed? Oh, of course politics and all that. I can't even begin to express how much I hate politicians for their greed. It's their entire fault that I've spent six years in Britain, in dreadful conditions. And maybe I am exaggerating but that is a result of my anger. I'll always miss my friends from Poland. There's no one to miss from England though. I've spent most of the time in the school library and I didn't make any true friends. I actually somehow didn't want any friends. I guess it's because I was turned down so many times when I tried to make friends with someone. I was always that weird and

annoying Kate Burney to them. In Poland I was always liked and everyone said I was beautiful, and then in England I was always called ugly. I didn't understand it. Now as a seventeen year old girl I was moving to a new place and I was hoping that it will be better in Australia than in Britain. I wouldn't be able to stand being an outsider in a place I've always dreamed of. I felt the plane set its wheels on the rough, solid route. It was a rather unpleasant sensation that made my stomach flip. Then all of the sudden people started cheering and applauding, I joined with them. I was thankful that the flight was over. I wonder why I was so scared that something bad would happen. Anyway does it matter, we've made it. All four of us. The whole Burney family- my parents, my sister and me, have officially arrived to Australia after a particularly long and boring flight. I slept nearly the whole flight. Two flights actually - from London to Singapore and from Singapore to Sydney. Both seemed to last forever. As I had been expecting, my auntie and uncle were waiting for us outside the Sydney airport. I don't know how we found our way out of the airport building, which seemed like an endless maze of corridors and signs, in the very first place. I've only seen my auntie and uncle in pictures before. They look exactly the same in real life, even though the only pictures we've got of them are from about five years ago. That was strange, worthy questioning, even though I knew that I would never be brave enough to ask anyone about it. My aunt Sarah is a really skinny person with a golden tan and long, straight blonde hair. She looks really young even though she is in her late forties. Her husband Logan is a muscular man with a dark tan and black, neatly brushed back hair, also in his late forties. He is a few inches taller than Sarah. Sarah waved her slim hand welcomingly and then she ran with Logan in our direction as gracefully as if she was dancing; she didn’t hide her excitement. She looked as if the happiest thing in her live has just happened, perhaps even as happy as if she has won a lottery. As they approached us, I could finally study their features closely. Sarah had really kind looking aqua blue eyes with long eyelashes. To my surprise, what seemed as fake lashes was actually real. She had laugh lines and her nose was little and straight. She probably could be a model if she would want to, I thought to myself. I also thought that she is a trustworthy person who you can go to and tell everything that bothers

He really was strong. Once Sarah unwillingly let go of us. she definitely was a kind and caring person. Well what have I expected. he took our bags and started carrying them somewhere around the corner where I suppose his car was." She pointed." She carried on explaining. "We don’t have a six-seater so we brought two cars with us." Was my dad's (Andrew's) automatic response. I thought with amazement. "Hello. like she didn't want to let go of us or like we were really slippery and would slip out of her hold at any moment. "We thought that in the Citroen Logan will take your luggage and that I’ll drive you back to our place in the BMW.caring and if I was a precious and breakable thing. He thought that it was the only way for something to be done properly. I thought that it was the warmest welcome I've ever had in my entire life. It took us thirty seconds to get to the cars. kind voice and then she hugged each one of us. her husband approached in a steady pace to also welcome us. Let me take it for you. Not over caring like my mum Marie though. but thanks anyway." Sarah said in a sweet.whom I love anyway.Sarah and Logan are both successful lawyers after all. "Let's go my and she will always find a way to make you feel better." Logan said loudly but rather shyly in a deep. She is like a mother figure. "May I take your baggage?" Now I could see that his eyes were a beautiful. shiny Citroen with a big boot and the other one was rather small silver BMW. He was a sort of person who wanted to have everything done by himself. The cars are just there. around this corner. It was a lot more delicate than the other hug though. "Oh don't bother." Sarah explained the whole situation with a kind smile on her face. Out of sudden I found myself being hugged for the second time today. "Hello! I hope you had a peaceful journey my dears. warm voice. Yes. . hazel colour. they held an incredible kindness in them. Like Sarah's. It was one of those points of view that I have inherited from him. His lips were tight and he had laugh lines just like Sarah. Her grip was strong. we can manage to do it ourselves. "I'm sure you had a long and tiring journey. Both of the cars looked new and expensive. I saw tears of excitement and happiness in her aqua eyes. Kindness was not fading away from her face still. One was a blue. In fact this smile seemed to never fade away." Logan insisted and before my dad had even time to think of how to answer him.

We got ourselves sat comfortably in the BMW with Sarah behind the wheel. The whole way to my relative's house. "It's not your fault that it took us so long just to learn basics of English. "Hi. Thank you. It was so simple at the moment to make someone smile.. I knew that my dad Andrew didn't like showing his feelings much and that he felt the same way as Sarah. when they talked to her on the phone. To my surprise it was more comfortable to sit in here than in the other car. We can't stand here forever. um." answered my aunt in a grateful tone. that you shouldn't drive by yourself. I found out that he and my aunt have already found a school for me. I'm a rather sociable man. if that was possible. I was going to go to South Sydney High School in Maroubra. She was hugging her only brother dad. I chatted to Logan about England and told him how much I hated it there." I answered honestly." she said. her aqua eyes going glossy behind her long eyelashes. So don't blame yourself. for I did enjoy making people happy especially when all I had to do was to keep company.. From his voice I could tell that something was bothering him." he comforted her. "Sarah. He seemed more relaxed. For a fraction of a second I felt like I was going to regret the decision I made but as I opened the passenger door. After all I was supposed to be a good lawyer. I saw his hazel eyes get warmer.if it comes to happiness and excitement." I said. I bet this will greatly satisfy him. To be honest I was scared that I won't be liked. I got out of the silver BMW and marched towards much bigger blue Citroen. Angela. You are such a good child. I also asked many questions about Australia (aiming to get as much information from him as I could) that he was more than happy to answer. I felt sorry for Logan who had to drive on his own. Aunt Sarah has nothing to do with it. It's my entire fault that it took so long. "That's a great idea dear."I've been waiting for you lot to come for over twelve years. Logan welcomed me with a warm smile and such thoughts escaped my mind. Did Sarah send you as a messenger?" he said. "Maybe I should go with Uncle Logan? I will keep him company. you know we would have come earlier if not our language problems. "No.just like I was one in ." my dad said as politely as he could. I. "Well. that I'll be an outsider in a country of my dreams. Sarah couldn’t and didn’t complain. I was to get started the following Monday. and now let’s get moving. decided that I should keep you company. I know I am a good person but she couldn't have stated that without knowing me more. I wondered how many things my parents would have told her about me and my sister." after these words I sat myself on the passenger seat.

Each one of them had it's own garden. I said it halfheartedly because I suddenly felt tired. I would have never thought that talking to Logan would be so easy and pleasant. We will help him with that so it will be pretty soon.” I answered.I didn’t want to sleep yet. "You need to rest dear. I'm a magnet to blood spilling situations. My mum seemed to realise that." "Okay mum. "This is going to be your home for some time until your dad finds a job and a house of his own.England (which obviously wasn’t anywhere near my dreams). at least two garages and a swimming pool. It is placed ten kilometres South-East from Sydney central business district if you wish to know. "Oh" was all I could say because something about the house made me not even want to think about moving into a different one.I was purely curious. even though I was tired. I still had today and tomorrow until Monday though so I've got time to mentally prepare myself.probably that I hurt myself on something in the garage which. "What took you so long out there?" asked my mum with unnecessary concern in her voice. "In Maroubra in New South Wales. ask aunt Sarah for the way to your room. The door was made out of honey coloured wood which composed well with the sunflower yellow paint in which the house was painted. We stopped in front of the biggest house on the street. We were driving behind the silver BMW and eventually we found ourselves on a street with big and expensive houses on both sides of the road. I wonder what she thought. in fact I couldn't blame her for. Unlike the other houses. By the way. "Where exactly in Australia are we now?" I had to ask. . I think that you will like it. "We were talking about Australia.after Logan has parked his car safely in one of the garages. She definitely was over caring. especially considering the fact that I can hurt myself on anything.every window was decorated with stained glass at the upper part of it which was really effective in attracting attention to itself. Maroubra belongs to the local area of the city of Randwick." declared Logan. it didn't have a swimming pool or a garden (that I could see)." I moaned. Then we went through the honey wood door inside where others have been waiting. Her chocolate brown eyes that I sometimes envied searched for any signs of injury on me. Maroubra also is a part of Eastern suburbs region. It had two garages and beautiful windows." He answered in one breath. I mean if I started on something he could go n about it for quite long without getting me bored.

I just realized that next to my bed. Sweet dreams dear. It was one of my Australia coming presents. "I've just been setting up your room dear. "Wow. It had two windows. I went up the stairs." she stated and before I could ask her anything else she was gone. I jumped as one of them opened and my aunt came out. And sky blue paint has its charm. I looked around. You need to wake up early tomorrow if you want to see something amazing and I'm saying no more. Thank you so much. There was a long corridor with four doors." She took my arm in her bony hand and dragged me towards the creamy door she would have came out from earlier. Her eyes were flickering with gladness now. I'm glad that you're happy. The floor was covered in perfect white tiles and the walls were covered in pastel pink. "All yours dear. Come and have a look. There was a beautifully framed mirror on the wall and a small window."She is upstairs by the way." I answered. A cupboard was opened with a small pile of my clothes on one side and much bigger pile of clothes that I didn't recognize on the other. Sarah Rail xxx . My thoughts tangled around the last sentence. "Whose are these?" I pointed at the unknown to me neat pile of clothes. And now tell me how do you like your room?" Her aqua eyes flickered with interest as she said that. I hope you will like it." She announced. There was a small. It’s perfect! Thank you!" I smiled and then gave her a big hug. neat note stuck to it.which means that I’m going to have a nice view at night." my mum added quickly before I vanished from her eyesight. "I love over the comfy looking single bed. leaving me with my thoughts.both on the ceiling. "I'm going to leave you on your own now dear. "We wanted you to feel welcome here. I really liked it all. The room was small with sky blue walls. I came up to the mirror. This bathroom is all yours for the time you will spend here so make yourself comfortable. I opened it and I found myself in a small bathroom. It's just one of your Australia coming presents. I absolutely love it and I always wanted to have windows in the ceiling. you really shouldn't have. in the left corner of the room was another creamy door.

I groaned and put my finger in my mouth. Her aqua blue eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. It was Sarah. She was grinning. “Well if you are come here then. “Here you go.literally silver eyes which were duplicates of my grandmother’s. I was lucky not to fall over but also unlucky. my hair was medium-dark brown and when it was on the right side. After those routines I went to bed and quickly drifted into a deep sleep. Next morning someone woke me up. my dad's round face and medium sized nose and my mum's beautiful lips. I was so grateful. They really thought about everything: school. straight teeth. She gave a quick glance at my dressed finger. “Do you want to see that amazing thing or not dear?” She looked unsure. I was what my family and people from Poland called beautiful. I tied up my tangled hair. My hair was brown with blond streaks.I could have it either with streaks or without streaks at any time. clothes and who knows what else.” I quickly ran down the stairs.from the lack of sunlight. I stood up and took a blue dress (the Australia coming present) from the cupboard and changed quickly in the bathroom.she must have heard me groaning and guessed what happened. there was a little piece of nail sticking out and it scratched the tip of my forefinger at my right hand." she reminded me. It was all up to where I put the parting on my hair. “Get yourself dressed quickly but be quiet because everyone else is still asleep. Blood started oozing from the wound. my hair was light brown with blond streaks. I had a long and relaxing bath and then dressed myself in shortsleeved pyjamas then I quickly blow-dried my hair and brushed my teeth.I smiled as I read it.showing her perfect.amazing things don’t last forever. I had a dreamless night. My hair was special. bedroom.I've never dyed it or even planned to. I gave out a long yawn and then stretched myself. She turned away from me . It was an automatic response.” Sarah passed me a strip of plaster. It was natural. I saw blurred but familiar face in front of me. When it was on the left side. There was something I haven’t seen before in her eyes. "Wake up Sleeping Beauty! You have to hurry. trying to be as quiet as possible but I almost tripped on the last step. I grabbed myself on the banister in the last fraction of second. “Are you ready yet?” I heard a voice coming from downstairs. I wasn't really bothered to do anything else with it now. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I wondered whether I was worth it all. I had a rather pale skin. bathroom. My mum envied the thickness of my hair and the way it shone.” She grinned.

Please lead the way. There were different colours also but those stood out the most. She opened them and started chucking the contents all over the place.I corrected myself. The clock said . She led us out of the house into the garden which I haven’t seen before because it wasn’t seen from the road. There were different tints of blue feathery balls sitting on one of the tree branches and various shades of red ones on a different one. I got scratched few times. When we came back in everyone was up and Sarah started making breakfast. I didn’t recognize any of those birds except from a lonely pair.moan about everything and keep on repeating that she is too old. “Let’s go. “Yes. My aunt smiled warmly and her aqua blue eyes sparkled with what I knew was happiness. “I thought I was dreaming when I saw it all.and ran back to the garden.quickly so I couldn’t examine them closer but from what I caught a glimpse of. How can I not love it? It’s something I’ve never seen before. “W-o-w. fighting for food. How could she believe that I wouldn’t like such an amazing thing? “Sarah. “Of course I want to. And she doesn’t behave like other people of her age that I know. After I ate the breakfast I drifted away to my bedroom.which made me flinch.” I thought I was dreaming.” She confirmed. “We need to feed them. Birds became more animated. It was the biggest garden I would have seen so far and the most amazing one. “Wow. a silly question aroused in my head: Could it have been…hunger in her eyes? No. There were birds of varied hues and sizes wherever I rested my eyes.” She said. Can you bring it here. She looked so young. that’s right. “There’s everything ready on the kitchen table. “You seem to love this?” It was more of a question than a statement.” She pointed at the few scars she had on her right hand. It’s amazing. A pair of Rainbow Lorikeets.” That seemed to have convinced her. I quickly ran to the kitchen table and picked up a bag of seeds and another bag full of wriggling worms.” I didn’t want a tiny cut to spoil whatever amazing thing was waiting there for me.” This made her glow. it must have been concern.” I pointed at the loveliest birds out of them all. They are quite dangerous when they fight for food. I passed Sarah the bags. please?” She asked and I nodded.

It was about wolves. I finally found myself in ‘Dreamland’ but without dreams. . Everything seemed so loud. In the evening. murmur of the wind against the leaves. so I tried ‘counting the sheep’to my surprise it worked.that it was only ten past seven in the morning. It was time to sleep but I couldn’t close an eye. The point of it is to keep my head away from thinking about tomorrow. because it was the sort of book that usually took me a day to read. just after the supper. I had a lot of time so I picked up a book “White Fang” from the shelf.every little rustle seemed to keep me fully accent? What if I’ll say something stupid as it often happens? Or what if they don’t like people from other countries?’ The same thoughts circulated my head. inevitably rushed into my consciousness.a buzz of a fly. Reading the book took me the rest of the morning and whole afternoon with breaks for lunch and dinner. . Everyone was asleep except from me. I finished the book and all the thoughts I kept from my mind. I would have read it few times before. ‘What if I won’t be liked because of my appearance or because of the way I talk.

“Kate! I’ve got something for you!” Sarah cried out from the kitchen.CHAPTER 2 I had a dreamless night. “I was already awake when you came. ‘It must be another ‘Australia coming present’ or something along those lines’.” I remarked. equipped with notebooks. I picked up some clothes that I had chosen from the ‘Australia coming present’ pile yesterday night. exercise books. I thought as I ran back downstairs with the rucksack hanging over my shoulder. She rolled her eyes and walked out of my room to give me some privacy. I chewed the crispy toasts with jam fiercely and then briefly slurped the milk from the glass. She must have thought I was still asleep because she started shaking me violently.which was a useful thing for a person with memorising problems. My sleep was so light that I roused when I heard my mum’s meant-to-be quiet footsteps. pencil case and a planner. I ran to the bathroom and combed my hair slowly and then I parted them on the right side to show off my blond streaks. I rushed downstairs (trying not to trip over like yesterday) for my breakfast which was waiting for me on the kitchen table.” I heard her whisper urgently. I thanked Sarah and mum for making me some breakfast and rushed up the stairs. I picked up my brand new rucksack. I left my hair loose but I put a hair-bubble around my wrist just in case I had PE today. I went down to the kitchen where Sarah . I guess I was way too worried about school to let my mind produce any kind of dream. “Kate! Wake up or you will be late to school. I got dressed quickly. I stood up and stretched my stiff muscles.

I opened it. I envied a little the way her beautiful eyes sparkled happily. She . “Okay. I picked the first one up. She looked like she is going to jump over the moon (if it there was one out. It was a gold necklace with a flower shaped charm that had a carving of Mary and baby Jesus on it. in harmony with her feelings. What is the point of ‘Australia coming presents’ anyway? Is it to keep me here? To help me settle? I’ve been brought back on Earth as Sarah grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the front (honey wood) door. It reminded me of the necklace from my favourite grandmother that I’d have lost few years before. also excited. I tore the paper off with one swift movement. It used to be my personal source of good luck. The car I wanted so much is parked right here. “You must be kidding me! The car of my dreams in a country of my dreams? I’m being greatly spoiled here.showing her perfect teeth. ready for me to sit in it comfortably and drive it.stood. I was curious keys. “But… could it be-? “ I was so amazed.” She was so excited.” I responded smiling. “I picked this one with your mum on the internet. I found myself holding a little. I was amazed and second time since I’ve been here I had to think whether I was worth it all. I froze as I tore the paper off. And if the car wasn’t enough in it’s own grace. “Anyway. It was beautiful. We stopped outside the house where the car was parked.shimmering in a profusion of sunlight. unsure what to expect. It was a Peugeot 307 convertible. It was wrapped in silvery wrapping paper. She pointed at two bundles that lay on the square.” She gesticulated towards my mum and smiled. black gift box that jewellery is given in. Here in my hands I was holding . “You’ve got to see it.” I teased my aunt. mahogany kitchen table. Your dad said that this is the car you wanted to get in the future. It made me smile.” She almost chirped those words in her excitement. unpack the other one. it was painted a fiery orange metallic colour. her eyes flickering with curiosity. I examined the item in my hands closely. It was exactly the colour I would have dreamed about to have my car painted. It is for good luck was daytime after all). I’ve put the necklace on before I reached for the other bundle which was wrapped in golden paper and tied with a scarlet ribbon that stood out beautifully.

“Ok mum. “Wow. .watching her gasping for breath. I’m off to work now. I shut the door behind her and strode towards the driver’s side.” I told her.” She added and shortly vanished from my sight. She sat herself on the creamy leather seat and clipped her seat belt straight away. I led her to the passenger side. “Yes mum?” I asked. Marie had cried out for me urgently and rushed out from the house with my little sister clenched to her side. She was faster to open the door. “One more thing Kate. GPS. She seemed to glow and looked happier than ever. “Don’t worry dear. Logan and whoever else was it that helped choosing this car has really made it perfect for me in every detail.” She said convincingly as if she read my thoughts. Her school is on the way to yours so it shouldn’t be a problem. I was about to ask who will drive me there which sounded silly now when I had my own car.” She winked. “Have a nice ride then dear. “Sarah was supposed to do it but she had to go to work.” My aunt smiled and kissed my cheek for goodbye like aunts often tend to do. Bye Kate!” She chirped in her warm voice. “Just look inside your car. She was already running late. I should have thought that mum. That reminded me of everything that was to happen todayme having to put up with school and her going to work. I was about to open the door of my new fiery orange convertible but my mother.” I grinned.” My mum explained. this car has been chosen by Logan and your dad with a bit of my help. love. Logan wanted to give it you personally but he had to go to work earlier today.” I sweetly smiled to my cute six-year old sister and seized her delicate hand. “Please take Angela to school. Can you do that for me?” She requested once her breathing went back to normal. Sarah’s long blond hair was tied up in a neat bun (it was like that only when she was doing some work. I wouldn’t let you drive to school without you knowing the way.smiled a wide grin of perfect teeth back at me. “I got to go to school. I didn’t know where exactly the school was and that was the only problem. Her eyes sparkled like never before. “All the needed addresses are already saved on your GPS. “Angela lets go. that’s no problem as long as I know the address.” I hesitated slightly. I stiffened at the thought that I will have to drive on my own.whenever at her home office or in the kitchen). I have to remember to thank Logan and dad later.

It had air conditioning which I set to room temperature. It was so nice to sit on this seat. I settled myself comfortably on the creamy leather seat that shone with its newness.The door opened smoothly.when I won’t have to concentrate on my life. The screen lighted up and a computerised voice welcomed me. In one word it was… luxurious. All the addresses you’ll need are already typed into your GPS. It was attached to one of the air conditioning crates.I believed. The way was surprisingly short and easy. “You’ve reached your destination. I’ve put the keys into ignition and turned them swiftly. . I searched for a parking space.just as the computer male voice told me. “Kate. I hope you like your car dear. I was certain of that. I pressed the red button with some force. so relaxing. In the menu I chose ‘addresses’ and then picked one marked as ‘Angela’s school’. Enjoy the ride! Sarah Rail xxx My aunt and my uncle are the kindest people in the universe. I was really glad that just after my sixteenth birthday I had passed a driving test. Probably I gained it subconsciously from the part of the brain that fights for survival because it was the only part of me that didn’t worry about today… it will get to worry later on though. It was something I would never had before. The car gave a silent purr as it came to life. I didn’t talk to Angela as I drove her to school and if not the radio. the most important thing: GPS. I turned right. the silence would be crushing. I quickly recognised Sarah’s neat writing.” It told after a while of driving straight forward. I smiled to myself for making a good choice at my sixteenth year of living on this world. furry steering wheel. There was a sticky note stuck to the white. I would have dealt with satellite navigation before so I knew what to do. It was barley two streets away from Sarah’s house. Now. there!” pointed Angela at the space between a red Mercedes and a black Jeep. I didn’t know where I gained so much concentration from. I gave a quick glance at the inside of my car. The car had a wooden dashboard and an automatic gearbox. Now I was seventeen and able to get wherever I want to on my own.

Do you know where to go?” If she doesn’t then that can be a problem because I don’t know where she is supposed to go either. I could see its extensive pitches. There were two football . and then I changed the destination on my GPS to ‘My school’ and drove away listening to the radio and the computer voice at the same time. She nodded again.” She pointed at a group of kids. No wonder that Sarah and Logan are always in a good mood. I drove slowly. She unclipped her seatbelt. My school wasn’t as close to Sarah’s house as Angela’s but it was not far away either. She had her mum’s eyes. “Look Kate! It’s there where these kids are playing. I hoped that her day will be good. also waving goodbye.just over thirty kilometres. bless the sun!’ I thought. My nerves were in shreds…first day at school.chocolate brown and she had my dad’s brown hair. The sun certainly helped a lot. How good that the golden sun was out. It was surrounded by a thick.running towards her new class mates. my mood would surely match it perfectly. I grinned back at her. so it is five kilometres away from Sarah’s house’ I made a quick calculation in my head. It’s so magical how this hanging on the sky ball of fire can affect me and many others around. which curled into little rings.probably of her age. She turned around and waved goodbye with her delicate hand. Now I could trust her for sure. To my relief she nodded but I couldn’t believe a six years old child straight away.“Thanks. I will get to know if Australia is as good as it seemed so far or whether my (worthy a reputation of nightmares) thoughts are true. She looked so cute in the pink knee length dress. If the weather would be worse. “Are you sure? Maybe you want me to come with you?” I wouldn’t want to get in trouble with my parents. I watched her for a while. dark forest and green hills. I was extremely scared but with the sun’s help I was also somehow eager and excited. I felt my throat going suddenly dry but it wasn’t because I was thirsty…I could see the school. kissed me on a cheek smiling and ran off to the place where youngsters were jumping about happily. ‘Oh God.fifteen years in roasting sun with only a few drops of rain throughout the year is what I call a paradise or at least a part of my imagined paradise. ‘My school is four point four kilometres away from Angela’s school.

He always wants the best for me.pitches with people playing football on them. My mother would have told me the same type of stories. There was one pitch that I knew was especially designed for running and other athletic activities. I hope that students in here also agree with it. I was a good runner and I knew that I will enjoy spending time on that particular pitch. I’m new in this school and already I’ve done a silly thing. It made all the pedestrians look my way. He would have told me about the mistakes he made and he would have changed the way I look at the world. He told me that I shouldn’t ever follow the path he took. I bet that everyone will be like ‘Oh it’s that new girl who tooted her horn for no reason’ but on the other hand it was just an accident… it happens. He said that if he would have gone to college. I can’t be too nervous about it.also wanting me to have a great future and to choose a correct path.‘Let us be known by our deeds’.it was sign of great stress. I was lucky. I have to calm down. I realised that all of them were tanned. The one thing I hated the most was being stared at as if I was an exhibit in the museum… I’m going to dislike today. I totally agreed with the motto. peachy skin but what else could I have expected? Australians without a tan? All of them to be albinos? I drove slowly toward the arch-shaped gates of my new school. There also was a telephone number given and the school motto. I was really stiff and tensed out of if it wasn’t me who just tooted the horn. Obviously everyone will glare at me. That was one good thing that I could spot already. there was a free parking space next to a big. One of his biggest mistakes according to his stories was the one to choose not to continue with his education. whose interest was gained by my horn. I drove past the gate… getting tenser with every second because now it was time to look for a place to park (which I was no good at). now continued striding toward the school gates. I was judged too much by appearance in England.’My dad would have repeated so many times. he would have had a better job now and that our family would have had been in Australia a lot sooner. The crowd of will make me stand out with my light. Strict but great. This was no good. The computerised voice told me that I’ve reached my destination and made me toot my horn by accident. She is . white sign announcing ‘South Sydney High School’ in green letters. I tried to look as if nothing happened. The gate was pastel green in colour and looked quite old. ‘You can buy beauty but knowledge you’ll be never able to buy. He is a great father. It wasn’t that humiliating experience anyway.

concentrating on my plan. It was a simple plan. In fact they only moved because they had to. “Hello. . “Hi. She was reading a book but I couldn’t see what the title was. I took a few deep breaths to clear my mind and calm myself down then I closed my eyes to concentrate on planning something out. she had the most intriguing eyes I would have ever seen. There was a group of people laughing and messing about around the corner but they didn’t look welcoming so I carried on searching. She had a cinnamon carnation and black. I was very nearly hyperventilating in the car. They were a unique emerald green.the believer in our family. She believes that I will have an easier future. My name is Kate” I smiled kindly. Nice to meet you Kate. The girl didn’t look up as I sat myself next to her. I searched for that someone who hopefully won’t mind helping me. I’ll ask him or her for the way to reception and then I’ll ask the receptionist for the map of the school plus my time table. When I find someone who is kind enough to help. wavy hair. giving me goose bumps.” She smiled shyly and then tucked her hair behind her ear. After a minute of thought I figured out that I should get out of my car and find someone who could help me. My name is Calla. I cleared my throat. I parked my car next to the sign and silenced the engine down. She is what anyone could call a motherly friend. My eyes stopped on a lonely girl sitting on the bench under the protective shade of a hefty tree. An urge of panic washed through me. I grabbed my bag and stepped out of the car.that caught her attention. I own them too much to leave them disappointed after all their effort they’ve put in raising me. not because they wanted to. shoulder long. My legs shovelled forward with struggle. I didn’t know where I was supposed to go. I love my parents. I could feel that she wouldn’t mind giving me a hand in need. I was in a car park (obviously) and I had to find someone who looks kind and helpful. I just realised one thing about the girl. I shall never let them down. I started walking towards the bench. I gave a quick gaze at my surrounding and locked my orange Peugeot with one click of the button. There was a plenty of room left where I could sit. I opened the door slowly.

separate building with blue door.” I informed the plump woman behind the desk. all three women stared at me wide eyed with their mouths slightly parted. We were walking towards a small white. can you show me where is reception in this school…please?” I stated. She smiled and nodded. The other woman whispered in to the ear of the one with round glasses and now I had all three of them staring at me curiously. I answered her question with a single nod. The reaction I witnessed was really unexpected. She was as tall as me (about 5. She looked impatient. She was as slim as me too. “No problem. lets go. There was a big. “Um. One of them looked up from the computer screen.” Was her answer. The women shook themselves and two of them went back to typing fiercely on the keyboards.4 feet). “How can I help you?” She asked interested and somehow surprised by our visit. Now I had to tell her what I wanted. “And…What is your name Miss?” She asked. Her shoulder long jet black hair seemed to radiate in the sun. “I’m new in this school and I don’t have a time table for my lessons. “So I’m Kate Burney the niece of Rails and now can I have my lesson time table please?” I asked quite rudely because I was getting inpatient. Have they seen a ghost? I turned around to check if perhaps it was something behind me that they were looking at. I raised my eyebrows in confusion.” The woman whispered something to the woman next to her as I told my name. “Are you Sarah and Logan Rail’s niece by any chance?” Questioned the one with round glasses. “Of course. Calla started walking and I followed.“I was just wondering if I could ask you for some help?” I hesitated slightly. no problem. the plump one printed out something and handed it to me.” She shoved the book that I’ve interrupted her from reading into her bag. As we came in I could tell straight away that she led me the right way. then she also went back to typing. then she stood up and hung her bag over her shoulder. tall desk behind which sat three women typing something fiercely on the computer keyboards. “I’m Kate Burney. . One of them. Why would this girl want to help me anyway? I was surprised when she smiled kindly. There was nothing interesting. just a notice board and the blue door I came here through.

“Do you need help finding your way to your first lesson?” Suddenly a melodic voice came from behind me. I was in classroom S5. “You’ve been holding this upside down. I turned around only to realise it was Calla. You don’t have science but English in E3 first today. I had no idea where was that. I had science first today. From now on I was sure that I and Calla are going to be good friends. She looked amused as she checked for herself. “I have science in S5 first today.” She explained and we both laughed at my silliness.” I informed and then passed her my time table so she can have a look herself. . “What is it?” I creased my forehead.I glanced at my time table. I nodded my head in acceptance.

I’ve checked on my time table. She walked as gracefully as a model. I could only follow and envy. “Aw. “No there’s nothing wrong with that…They are both really good lawyers and everyone respects them. realising how very ponderous were my movements in comparison to hers. “Yes that’s great and thanks for your help. beamed back at me in return. Everyone was busy chatting and the teacher was nowhere to be seen. Calla beckoned for me to follow and I started walking behind her.CHAPTER 3 T he bell rang deafeningly. “Let’s go to E3. the classroom was already full. “So you are Rails’ niece?” She asked and her expression suddenly changed from happy to unreadable. as I expected. Isn’t that good?” She told me after the bell finally stopped informing us that we should move on.that was something my eyes would have missed at first. We stepped into E3. red haired boy. that was nothing. If she was someone I knew for longer then I wouldn’t mind asking her but she practically was a stranger and there was no reason why she would want to tell me anything so I figured out that I should just let the subject drop. “I have English in E3 first today.” Calla assured me but I felt as if there was something she was trying to hide from me or that her words had a double meaning. We also have other lessons together. making me cover up my ears.” I smiled at my new friend and she. Calla walked towards her seat. We were just on time.” We both said at the same time and then laughed at our coincidence.” She stated with a big grin across her face. “Yes… Is there something wrong with that?” Why did people react so strangely about the fact that I was Sarah and Logan’s niece? Calla seemed to realise that her question made me suspicious and confused because she was smiling again whilst shaking her to a muscular. “I’ve only just realised that you’re in my teaching group!” Calla managed to shout over the noise of the bell. .

it was really humiliating. I stepped back into the classroom full of gawking people.” I confirmed as I faced a rather attractive tall man with a thick. always beginning with ‘Why’. ‘Why did I have to walk out of the classroom? Why couldn’t I’ve just stayed when he was talking to them? Why do people react so strangely because of who my aunt and uncle are? Why does everyone go suddenly quiet when someone mentions them?’ These were the questions on my mind. Suddenly everyone quietened down as the door behind me opened. . “Yes sir. At least I didn’t have to sit next to a stranger. I could almost hear all the faces in the room tense as if I’ve announced someone’s death. affirming nod. Now there must be something that slipped through my mind past these two days or there’s something that hasn’t been mentioned to me. making my heart beat faster. I didn’t have to wait long (not long enough to clear my mind) until my English teacher’s head appeared from the gap between the door.I felt quite self-conscious to stand in the middle of the classroom. Roger by the way. I felt as if I was an exhibit in a museum. I needed someone to answer them for me before I become insane. Third time today people reacted strangely at the fact that I’m Sarah and Logan’s niece. I’m Mr. I was out of the classroom after giving him a short.everyone was gawking at me and some girls in the corner were holding back their giggles.” He murmured under his breath. My head was tangled in thoughts. I’ll call you back when I’m finished. Everyone was sat down expect from me. as I presume?” Asked a male voice from behind which I knew belonged to a teacher. “Um. Roger gesticulated towards an empty seat. can you just go outside the classroom so that I can speak to the class…? It shouldn’t take long. “You must be Rails’ niece then. jet black mop of hair and thick moustache. then the lesson began and I had to concentrate on what Mr. I was welcomed by a warm smile as I sat next to Calla. That’s me. where I would have seen the red haired boy sit previously. I was told to sit next to Calla and that certainly was a good start. Roger was trying to teach us. “Miss Burney. right?” He hesitated slightly and I nodded in response. “You can come back in now Miss Burney. Mr.” I heard him say.

that’s why we had to be quick. no. She asked if I was Kate Burney. informing us to go to our next lesson. . showing his ripped chest in the process of it. I could feel a slight blush spread across my face and I barley ever blushed. Sarah and Logan’s niece. I and Calla will be having geography in room 1. They were more beautiful than Calla’s.” Mrs. especially if to consider that he was a stranger and I was the ugliest person in the whole universe? I took my seat quietly and tried to concentrate on the lesson. The unknown boy glanced at the teacher with his cerulean eyes wide open in disbelief. His face was very angular and chiseled. McCrea set us a task and once again I felt a faint blush spread on my face today. I was glad that I somehow managed not to peek at his perfection. I felt really self-conscious. but I couldn’t with the unknown boy by my side. The boy.3 now. “Work with the person you sit next to and together make a distribution map of Australia. The boy had chestnut hair that was neatly spiked up. a female teacher with shoulder-long. “You can sit there Kate. Calla told me that there isn’t much time given to get to our next subject class. despite his dark skin tone. Humiliation spread around my body like a poison. She shook that expression off and then told me that she was called Mrs. had sparkling. cerulean eyes. We walked or shall I say practically ran to our next lesson. frozen.The annoying bell rang the second time today. Sarah’s or Logan’s eyes added up together. I was awed. He was so perfect… so beautiful and angelic. The boy looked up at me.” Mrs. making my stomach flip and my heart to beat frantically. he isn’t! He is just an average boy. I nodded my head and for a glimpse of a second her face was unreadable.’ I’ve thought to myself. This way of thinking worked well and convincingly. McCrea pointed at a free seat next to a brown-skinned boy who was just pulling his jumper off. She looked as if she was from Italy. McCrea. What chance did I stand with him. I walked slowly towards my table. Don’t get too excited because you’ve got no chance with him anyway. ‘No. curly hair noticed me and beckoned me with her long finger. As we walked in. something punched my insides. brown. I’ve let my legs carry me towards her. no.

I opened my eyes and saw Calla and a petite woman who I suspected to be Mrs. Suddenly the blackness appeared again followed by the ability to think clearly. As the blackness covered my thoughts completely. Both of them were examining my face for some reason. All I needed to know is what . I must have had banged my head and I must have had hit it hard. Did I do something to this boy? He was eyeing me as if I have had killed all the members of his family in a savage way. something I saw somewhere before. “You’ve hit your head really hard Miss Burney. I was pretty much sure that it belonged to Calla. The second thing I knew was that there was nothing but an overwhelming blackness spreading in my head like ink spreads in the water. I tried to sit up to show them that I was fine but I underestimated my abilities and tried to sit up too fast which ended up not only in dizziness but also in an.” I already figured that out without her needing to tell me. glaring at me with concern.‘If looks could kill’. I wasn’t hundred percent sure whether I saw it in England or in Australia but I knew that I will recall it sometime. What has happened and why has something happened? “Mrs.if they could. she’s waking up. For a while neither I nor the boy reached out for the given equipment. Dove. someone would be arranging a funeral for me right now. ache on the top of my head. McCrea handed out sheets of plain A3 paper and square boxes full of colours for each table. The teacher gave the stranger next to me a harsh but meaningful look which made him groan. and then everything happened in a rush. He made a famous phrase jump into my mind. nearly unbearable. I managed not to groan in pain and to keep my face straight. Dove. it vanished and was replaced by complete nothingness. I didn’t know for how long it lasted but it did seem long. First thing I knew was that we both reached for the same thing at the same time and our hands touched by accident for a fraction of second. The boy looked at me with eyes full of hatred and I felt myself shrinking in the chair.I realised that there was something familiar in his beautiful eyes.” I heard a familiar melodic voice coming from the left side of the room. Mrs. “How do you feel?” The petite woman (probably the nurse) asked.

I was using every tiny bit of my concentration. ever. I’ve never fainted even when others around did. . She passed me the ice pack whilst smiling at me warmly and then disappearing from the sight. She seemed concentrated and tensed. naturally tan skin. First the mesmerizing cerulean eyes then the Geography pair work and finally the touch of the unknown boy’s soft. “You’ve fainted-“ “Why?” I didn’t even let her finish the sentence. even though I had more than one good chance to do so. “What happened to me?” The nurse looked like as if she hoped I wouldn’t ask that question.I knew the outcomes. Then it struck me…it was the most vivid flashback I would have had in my life.” The nurse came back with an ice pack clenched in her hands. Didn’t I breathe because of that or what? That was unlikely especially if to consider that I never fainted before. I was a really convincing liar. Does she have bad news? In one instance her expression changed into more relaxed. ‘It’s no big deal…’ I repeated these words in my mind. Never before in my life would I have passed out.” Said the nurse after a while and was shortly gone out of my sight. “I’m fine. trying to remember what lead me to passing out. in fact I could feel them and they were painful. It’s no big deal… You’ll have to stay here and rest for a while though. My aching head somehow didn’t want to let them sink in. “Because your brain didn’t get enough oxygen. How foolish of her was that. It was probably because I couldn’t understand how fainting away was no big deal.” I sighed. I would have fainted when our hands touched by accident.happened and why did it happen. no matter what was the situation. but surely it was no big deal! “I’m going to get you an ice pack for your head dear. “Well…” from her expression I guessed that she was looking for the right words. I creased my forehead in thought and confusion.she must have found the correct words to express herself.” I lied.I didn’t wan to stay in here. ignoring the growing pain on the top of my head. “There you go love. I always used my acting skills when telling lies.

Calla stood up and walked out of the room leaving me on my own. There were a few wooden chairs in the corner and one small window through which only a few rays of sunlight came in. I waited patiently and after a while I heard nurse’s voice drifting closer. I think that Miss Burney can go home now and have some rest. As an answer to her question I nodded and smiled widely. the nurse turned around and Calla pulled an innocent face on. “Yes. “You felt and banged your head on the table quite hard Kate. The nurse rolled her eyes and turned back to face me again.” I listened carefully to what Mrs. her cinnamon skin radiating from happiness. She reminded me a lot of Sarah for a moment.I put the ice pack on the place where my head hurt. she was a shy human being. This room made me think of England. well the beautiful part did. “That’s how you’ve hit your head. As I grinned at Calla. in the corner of this small room. I wasn’t so sure about the serious part. Dove nodded her head as a ‘thank you’ to Calla and left the room without a further word. Calla wasn’t a serious type of person (as far as I knew). I smiled slightly from the comfort I felt. “No problem. “Miss Gravelle. I didn’t mind getting away from this small rectangular room. .” The door opened and the nurse entered with Calla who was widely grinning at me behind her back. Mrs. “Do you want to go?” She asked and she had a hopeful look in her beautiful emerald eyes.” She told the nurse. “You shall go home now and have some rest dear. If there are any problems like disordered vision or dizziness then contact your doctor immediately. The nurse now faced Calla with a serious face.a place I want to forget about. She was smiling sweetly. It was a great relief. I wanted to go not only because the room was too dull to exist in Australia but also because my head stopped pulsing from pain now. I couldn’t help but to grin back. Her expression was hard to read but it looked like as if she was lost in thought. that gained me a warm smile in return.” She suited her. can you make sure that Kate gets home safely?” So Calla’s surname was Gravelle… I really liked the way it ringed in my ears.” I looked up at Calla who was seated on the wooden chair. If your head hurts then get yourself a pain killer. It sounded quite serious yet so beautiful. Dove had to say and tried my best to memorise it.

I figured out that there is no point of arguing any further and passed her the keys to my beloved car.I’ve got to make sure you get home safely. Yes.” When she finished pointing out what job she was given.obviously pleased with myself. “It’s a Peugeot 307 convertible…its fiery orange. just because I’ve banged my head? And how will she get home afterwards? “I think I can drive-“I started but Calla interrupted me. I didn’t want to cause any trouble to someone who is going to pick her up. now give me the keys. I felt cheerful as the profusion of sunlight and warmth hugged my face and my bare shoulders delightfully. ‘Hang on… there was a sign. We walked outside in to the dazzling. I wondered how many days it will take me to learn my way around this school and stop feeling silly when following Calla. I creased my forehead. I grew even happier as I spotted the white sign that I would have just recalled. everything has been taken care of. It’s not good for you to drive after what happened today. with school’s motto and name written on it in green. I started panicking. “Don’t you worry. “Have you got a car?” she asked. Her graceful movements made me have a hit on my self-esteem. there was! A white one. “What make is it?” so that’s what she expected me to tell her. roasting sun.” I told her the colour just in case she wanted to know that too. “Yes” I answered. I relaxed and smiled. which I love so much. I tried to remember where I would have parked good that Calla was walking in front of me or else she would have realised my strange behaviour. “You’ve heard the nurse miss Burney. We were half way through now and I still didn’t recall it.Calla smiled and motioned her hand in a way which I guessed meant that I shall stand up.” Did she really think that I wasn’t capable of driving myself. My eyes searched for any glimpse of the fiery orange paintwork but couldn’t find it anywhere. walking behind her as I often did today. I could spot the shapes of cars in the distance ahead of us. . Calla pulled an expression which I thought meant that she wanted me to continue.” She assured as we turned around the corner of the building. “Great. I could also see the hefty tree where I would have met Calla this morning. “How will you get home though?” I couldn’t help asking.” I finally remembered.

I overtook Calla and now I was the one leading the way.I thought. I felt relief instantly as I stroke.” She announced as she finished whispering through her phone. I’m not hungry. “Do you know where to go?” I asked as she pulled out on to the calm road. my vehicle. I decided that I was going to give one more try on driving on my own. “Right. I was growing obsessive about it and that disturbed me a little. We stepped out of the car and Calla started talking to someone quietly on the phone.” She answered as if she knew what thoughts and feelings evoked in me. “Your car is really nice.heated by the sun. Is she really on a special diet? As if she needs any of that. does she know where I live and where to drive? If she didn’t know then surely she would have asked… but she didn’t.” She looked amused as if she found something funny about this. This car park seemed like a maze right now and I felt like a rat searching for a slice of cheese. I was deliberately striding towards the driver’s side but I quickly changed the directions when I saw Calla put her hand on her hips and pull a disapproving face. So everyone knew where my Uncle and Aunt live… where I currently live.” Smiled Calla as she started the engine. I managed to find my fiery orange convertible. Her statement didn’t help much anyway. After a while of passing through long rows of cars. I can make you something to eat or drink. It was hard to hide how creepy all this sounded. After about five minutes of silent driving (except from the radio) Calla turned into Sarah’s and Logan’s driveway where she cut the engine. I suddenly remembered something. We ran through the aisles of parked cars. I couldn’t hear a word of the conversation. I’m on a special diet. “They are such a good lawyers…That’s why. always making sure that we were getting closer to the sign. It felt better that I imagined to be the leader. “We’re here. I’m going in five minutes. satisfied by her little remark. The fact that everyone knew where I lived with my family was still really creepy and I knew that I won’t feel too safe at night anymore. “Everyone knows where the Rails live. “We can go in if you want. I was hungry so why wouldn’t she be? “No. It seemed much bigger than I would have thought at first.” She grinned and then passed me the keys. “Thanks. thank you.” It was lunch time now.” She smiled but the smile didn’t get to her eyes.paintwork of the vehicle. .” I beamed. We both sat ourselves comfortably on the leather seats and clipped the seatbelts for safety.

The boy that I was sat next to on Geography. Our eyes met for a glimpse of a second and I smiled shyly. everyone was at work (except from Angela who was still at school). just after Calla waved me goodbye and they were gone out of my sight without another word in a matter of seconds. I strode towards us so fast that it looked blurry. It was certainly the easiest car to spot especially if to consider that it was a bright yellow Lamborghini cheerful as always. These were the questions like why people reacted so strangely today and why did I faint after Nicolas touched me. he was looking at the house with his expression unreadable. It was lunch time and I had nothing to do so I made myself something to eat. It also was a relief because I didn’t feel like being tormented with questions. Her aqua eyes flickered with curiosity and .” So his name is Nicolas but he prefers to be called Nick. There were more important questions to be answered but I knew that I would never bring myself to ask many of them. “I told you to call me Nick and now we got to go. It didn’t take long to spot the car that made this noise. It was very smooth and the sound of it melted my insides. I know I will. Instead they both swiftly got in to the car. hoping that this way I might dump this question from my head. My heart beat was so fast now that it seemed as if my heart is going to escape my chest. I was left with one unanswered question. I was just about to go to my room when I was caught into a tight embrace by Sarah. a lot more mysterious. The car stopped. These were a lot more important.Is Calla Nicolas’ girlfriend? I shook my head. I will remember that.without return. then I watched TV until everyone came back home (I wasn’t really paying attention to the TV because my head was spinning around the eventful day I had).” Chirped Calla towards dark skinned boy.I gasped and jumped up as I heard a tooting sound out of the sudden. “Hi Nicolas. First to come were my parents with Angela by their sides. The house was silent when I entered. After them came Sarah with Logan. I was in some sort of trans at the very moment and I really wished that he would speak again but he didn’t. His voice made me think of melting chocolate with it’s sweetness but yet it was slightly bitter. He didn’t look at me. I was shocked that none of them realised that I would have came home early.sideways to us and then the door opened and out came him.he was still studying the house. This was the first time I would have heard this angelic boy speak.the reason of me fainting.

I was haunted mostly by this single thought since the yellow Lamborghini vanished from my sight. relieved for not having to pull a happy face any longer. I’ve let one tear escape at the thought of Nicolas and Calla together. That was the only truth that could be revealed. I took a quick shower and quickly went to sleep. After the quiet supper I ran into my bedroom. It’s not like I knew this guy for a long time. I didn’t have a problem with falling asleep today. I gave out a loud sigh. The room. from what I could tell. I was glad I didn’t because it meant that all the thoughts are going to get silenced out for the night time. was build mostly in a Greek style. She asked me how my school was and I lied to her that it was good. What else could I have done? Bombard her with questions that sounded rude and out of this world even in my head? I told her that I’ve met Calla and that teachers were quite nice. I told my parents the same stories and lies. circular room. CHAPTER 4 I was sat in a scarlet armchair in the middle of a small.excitement. I couldn’t understand why it bothered me that much. I figured that out because of the columns that had Greek key . I didn’t even talk to him and the way he looked at me at Geography… as if I killed his family… as if he was about to kill me in revenge.just to not to make anyone suspicious.

I felt the icy carving. watching the fiery tongues of fire flicker cheerfully. grainy and uneven the surface was. Sudden realisation struck me. I didn’t know how could anyone on the world paint pictures that are so alluring to the human eye. The door creaked but I ignored it even though I heard clearly how it made a sound which to me sounded like thousand people screaming at one in shrieking voices. I shoved my feet unwillingly from the intriguing wall towards one of the still. I raised out of the comfortable armchair and seized a burning twig out of the fireplace. After a while I could finally confirm that the wall was covered in magnolias which were drawn on a cerulean background. willing to see what it felt and looked like. I reached out my hand to prove to my stubborn self that what I could see was just a pretty picture. I stopped in front of the wall awed because the drawings looked so realistic. cold sculptures. I touched the flowers and their petals seemed silky just like in reality. It was just warm enough for a human being to feel content but not light enough to be able to study the surroundings closer. I reached for the tree’s bark and it was just as rough as real. He had his eyes shut tight as though he was having a battle inside him. As I came closer and closer the shapes on the wall became clearer. I was sat in front of the fire place. I reached for the cerulean background and I felt sunrays hugging my skin. After that I dropped myself in to the armchair and closed my eyes. I could tell it was Nicolas by the build and the dark skin tone. My feet were bare and I could feel the comforting softness of the fluffy carpet. It was a stare so full of hatred that I . I recalled that earlier on I’d have heard the door make a creaking sound. I wildly gawked all over the place. I felt the fire on the twig getting dangerously closer towards the surface of my pale skin. I walked towards the wall. I ran towards the fireplace and placed the twig where it would have come from. I couldn’t help smirking. His eyes flung open and I saw a flash of cerulean in the dull light from the fire. The amber-coloured fire was the only source of warmth and light in the room. I felt how rough. He squinted his eyes at me. My eyes locked on a tall. careful not to burn my fingers. I held the twig firmly and then started exploring the room.printed over them and because of the marble statues of Greek gods and goddesses placed along the walls of the room. manly figure. I could feel it tickle me between my toes.

I wanted to swivel away so that the couple can have some privacy. He was leering at her. wooden floor. The couple started kissing passionately. I wasn’t tired and the storm of racing thoughts from yesterday made a buzzing sound inside my head. not paying any attention to the fact that I was in the room. dull and weighing down sound. the boy who made me lose my consciousness. I couldn’t even twitch my little finger. She walked towards Nick in that graceful motion that always made me feel so ponderous. . I stood up from the hard. I was just about to open my mouth… just about to ask why does he hate me so much but then strings of silvery mist started to circulate at one spot and then the contours of a woman became clearer and clearer until the mist disappeared and in the middle of room stood emerald eyed Calla. my friend has a relation ship with Nicolas. I opened my eyes and I was lying on the floor. It was a nonstop. but I wasn’t going to let it take control of me. Out of sudden everything vanished from my sight into the wild spin around me. Calla is my friend and I felt happy for her… and a little jealous. beside my bed. I began to feel relief wash through my veins and body.started regretting that I haven’t simply kept on watching the fire flicker happily in the fireplace. I gave a quick glance at the silver watch on the wall. My body seemed to have frozen in place. It was only five o’clock in the morning. I could feel that I won’t be able to sleep for any longer. The only part of the dream that seemed to have been true was the fact that Calla. She slowly wrapped her arms around his neck with a big grin of satisfaction spreading over her face. tossed myself carelessly back on to the bed and then rubbed my temples. The hole I was falling into seemed to have no end at the moment. He looked at her as if he was about to turn into a kitten and give out a loud satisfied purr. That certainly wasn’t helping me to fall asleep. I was falling into the world of complete blackness…the world of inevitable blackness. It was all just a dream… more of a nightmare than a dream but it still didn’t happen in reality. The sort of sound that could make anyone go insane. landing with a loud thud. I was surprised when I reached the ground. glancing at them. I felt outraged that they didn’t realise that I was in the room.

She folded the note and stuck it on the fridge. She was fully dressed in sports clothes.into the fresh air of the morning. I went for a little jog. I was practically shouting it over the buzz of my tangled thoughts. got hold of my arm and pulled me out of the house. I have to find a jogging suit and I have to do it now. I became as solid as a sculpture out of stone. It was the warmest and the most pleasant morning that saw in my life. Now! I ran towards the cupboard full of clothes. . lacy pyjama and quickly got dressed into a purple jogging suit. took a pen and a piece of paper off the mahogany kitchen table. I pulled off my sandy brown. I sighed in relief.’ It seemed to whisper in a voice that sounded like bells. Kate. I don’t mind.” I smiled back. She beamed at me showing off her perfect teeth and I could see her wonderful aqua eyes sparkle with excitement. I’ll be back at seven. You’ll love it!” She chirped cheerfully. Love. as far as I know her. She made me think of a little kid being excited about Christmas. I turned around to face Sarah. If it was one of my parents they would tell me to go back to bed. and started scribbling a messy note. concentrating on repeating one intention in my head. “Sure. knows spectacular places.I pulled out of the blankets. Don’t worry about’s fiery rays warming up anything that dares to stand on their path. “Going for a little run? Mind if I join?” She said playfully. The Sun was a perfect shade of orange. Sarah wasn’t like that. I just needed some fresh air. “I know a great place to jog. It was five o’clock. I was just about to open the door but I heard someone’s steps coming from upstairs. ‘The rest of the day is going to be cheerful and exciting. I didn’t know where I wanted to go and Sarah. Nothing bad will happen. It was just rising. It didn’t take long to find what I desired.I could tell straight away that she approved to the idea of jogging at five o’clock. I left the note on the table. The kind of morning that made it easy for you to predict what the rest of day will be like. grabbed the note that I left on the table and added a few sentences in her neat writing. I tiptoed downstairs.

Also. She is too kind to not to be saddened that some bad thoughts are bothering me. I haven’t even started jogging but I felt better already.” I smiled cheerfully. “Come on Kate! Follow me!” shouted Sarah who already was good ten metres ahead of me. “I just wonder why do people react strangely when someone mentions that I’m your niece?” There was something fierce in her eyes like she was ready to listen to any names I mention and pounce on those people furiously for giving my a hard thinking time… but I didn’t mention any names. “Because it frees me from bad thoughts.” I explained happily. “Why?” She asked casually. It also felt good to have wind play with my hair. I should have predicted that she would ask me this. “Well…I guess so. it doesn’t bother me. She reminded me a little of a young kid that bombards others with millions of questions but most often with ‘Why?’ Even though asking ‘Why?’ to me sounded childish.” I answered honestly. She is my only relative in Australia (except from my parents. . On the other side I could tell her the truth.” Laughed lightly my aunt when she saw how fast I ran to catch up with her. and what else could it be about anyway? I will have to lie to her. It felt so good and refreshing to have the wind blow in my face. I could demand from her to tell me a reason behind everyone’s reactions when her surname gets mentioned. making my eyes produce tears. Pleased. but I’ll have to. I smiled to myself. She wants me and my family to settle here easily. No wonder she wants to know what’s bothering me. I normally hate for the wind to mess with my hair but whenever I run. my sister and Logan) and she wants me to be content in here. “You seem so full of energy dear. I could ask her things about Calla and Nick. My heart rate was getting faster and my breathing deeper. “I love running. I smiled to her and answered her question. “I’m coming.” I ran towards her as fast as my legs allowed me to. “And what bad thought are you trying to escape from today?” concern was very clearly visible in her aqua eyes. I need to make a quick decision. Not that it’s something I’ll be proud of doing or something that will help me get some answers. she probably thinks that it’s something to do with Australia.The constant buzzing noise in my head seemed to have quietened down and now was just an unnoticeable background whisper.

then I would get nowhere near any answers. I nearly tripped over the sticking out of the ground roots because I was so absorbed by the scent.” She giggled. Especially. My head sunk unconsciously in the most adorable scent in the world. The place was painted in all colours of the rainbow. I felt ashamed of myself for not letting what she said ever run across my mind at any point all this time.“And how exactly do they react?” Suspicion mixed with anger was present not only in her eyes that didn’t sparkle but also in the tone of her now hoarse voice. Also. I started regretting telling her the truth but if I wouldn’t have. There was a different kind of plant wherever I rested my eyes. “Well…” I hesitated.she knew the answer. It was like a dreamland or like a paradise. “Well it’s all caused by my job. We jogged quietly for a while and I was still considering whether to ask Sarah another question. rising above the bushes and beautifully scented flowers. She even laughed radiantly. “You wouldn’t want to mess with anyone whose relatives are very nearly the most important people in the local area. I have to finish what I already began. The sweetest scent hung like a mist in the morning air. “Well everyone gets suddenly quiet and starts gawking at me with those… unreadable expressions on their faces. “I guess you can say so.” She showed off her biceps muscles in a superman way when she said the last sentence.I was sure. thinking of the right words. Orchids and bushes of Telopea which are also known as Waratahs. I’m well known and nobody messes with lawyers. The one that will confirm whether Calla dos or does not go out with Nick. right?” she asked. In fact I only recognised Freesias. I shook my head. which didn’t occur. I didn’t know what species did any of them belong to. Another question popped into my head. There also were full of majesty mighty trees. I couldn’t make a decision so I concentrated on studying the surroundings. even though. That made us both laugh. . We both widely grinned at each other and carried on jogging. There weren’t many flowers that I recognised. It was a honey-sweet scent of flowers.” What a sweet relief I felt when I saw smile paint over Sarah’s face. she was right and I felt silly for troubling myself so much earlier on. “So people react like that because they fear of you?” I watched my aunt’s face carefully for any sign of change.

have you met him by any chance?” Sarah chirped out. Her eyes were out of focus as if she was trying to spot something invisible. We jogged always to the same rhythm.“Did you know that Waratah means beautiful?” My aunt asked as she followed my gaze.” I grinned widely at her. What is she thinking about? “Mr. It was the type of quilt people feel when they judge someone incorrectly. but from now on I do. Anjali doesn’t work but I think she does a great as a housekeeper.” Sarah informed me. Sarah grinned widely. streams murmured softly and insects buzzed. “Yes. His wife. making the leaves under our feet rustle.” Sarah said out of the sudden. “I think that Nicolas also goes to your school. I found everything very interesting to listen to. I looked up at her. He does a great job there by the way.” I answered but I wasn’t hundred percent sure. We were an addition to the music of this forest where birds sang. “Do you know Calla Gravelle?” she looked up at me to show she was paying attention. “Isn’t she a daughter of Alistair Gravelle?” it sounded more as if she was asking herself rather than me. “I think she is. “Do you come here often?” I pointed at the astonishing surroundings. Gravelle works for the local hospital for mentally ill people. “No. it’s really alluring indeed. Every little information about the Gravelle family felt precious to me because I wanted to know more about them. Her blonde hair was loose and tousled by the warm breeze from our running.” I grinned and in return I gained a sight of Sarah’s eyes sparkle from joy. “Anjali looks after the house and children. “Yes. I gave her an affirming nod because I wasn’t able to say a word. “She has great parents. Calla. As I listened to the sounds of nature I made my mind up about asking Sarah another question. your friend is her step-daughter and Nicolas is her son. it’s my favourite jogging location… It’s so peaceful and alluring. The fact that that Nicolas might be just a relative to Calla never stumbled across my mind and now I felt quilt show up.” That explained a lot. Don’t you just think?” She answered in a dreamy voice that caused me to smile uncontrollably. .

I was clammy with sweat. That’s a bit of a slip-up. Sarah passed me some tissue to wipe my face and then we started running towards home. Too bad. “I told you yesterday. “Yes Kate. I’ll have to tell her everything. “Why? What happened?” her aqua eyes winded form concern and surprise. scanning my face as we ran. squinting my eyes with pleasure in the act of it. “Ok then.” I lied but I didn’t make an eye contact.that I’m going to keep to myself.” She told me. We breathed in through our noses and out through our mouths because that is the correct way of breathing when exercising. . except from my opinion of why did I faint. I could feel them slowly slide down on the surface of my face until they reached my chin and dropped to the ground. I savoured every little bit of the fragrance. School was great. It’s quarter to seven. “By a nurse… Mrs. I pretended to clear my throat so that I could have at least few seconds to think. “Then why did you come home early yesterday?” So she has realised. We ran in silence. Her face fell slightly as if she didn’t want to go back yet. My lying skills were suddenly gone. What on Earth am I going to say? “I. “Who by?” she raised her eyebrows. Sarah did the same. “Come on Kate.” I sighed and then took one bigger sniff of the sweetly scented air.” Sarah said after checking the time on her golden watch.“Yes…indeed but unfortunately…it’s time to go. You got to go to school at eight and I bet that you would like to take a shower before you go out.” I chuckled.” I stammered. Why would anyone want to leave a place that in description is closer to a paradise than to anything else? “Do we really have to?” I couldn’t help wincing.” I answered and waited for more questions to come because I was sure that my aunt won’t let go of this too soon. shower would be good. If that really was what she felt then I felt exactly the same way. um…was told to go home. “How was school yesterday Kate?” I was surprised that Sarah asked me a question that I would have answered yesterday.” She whispered as if saying it quietly will make everything better. Dove I think. breathing deeply and fast. “Yeah. Little beads of perspiration hung to my forehead. Let’s go.

“Sarah. we gave her loads of toys and clothes which she is more than delighted with. also I didn’t want to be favoured. I stopped out of the sudden because I had something important to announce. She laughed beautifully and sped up even more. She turned around quickly and sprinted like an arrow in my direction. Waiting a second after every single word before she said another.not wanting to talk about yesterday. When we reached home everyone was already up and there was breakfast waiting on the table. I sped up too until I was at the same level of speed as her. What has happened? My daughter has improved on punctuality.” I repeated the nurse’s words which sounded like a plain lie to me. Sarah’s eyes winded even more as I told her the reason why I was sent home. “According to what I’ve been told by the nurse. “Sarah!” I shouted for my aunt who didn’t realise the emptiness by her side. “Yes. The digital clock that stood proudly on the microwave was pointing out exactly seven o’clock. She looked deeply in to my eyes as if she was excepting to see something there. “It’s no big deal.I fainted because my brain didn’t get enough oxygen.” Teased my mum. “Why did you!?” She exploded (only after taking in a few deep breaths). “Wow. We both laughed and kept the same speed for the rest of the way. I wouldn’t have believed that a person of her age could run so fast if I wouldn’t have just seen it with my own eyes. Sarah raised her eyebrows and then sighed. “I-answered-your-question-now-you-should-answer-mine.-Why-didyou-faint?” She said slowly and calmly. I started running even faster and caught up with my auntie once again. . She nodded and then the corners of her mouth rose into a kind smile. “Can you do that for me? Please?” I asked.“I-I fainted. “So did Angela get any Australia coming gifts?” I changed the subject suddenly. I always was either too late or too early.” I told her and she seemed relieved. Sarah smirked and sped up from jogging speed into sprinting.” Sarah smiled but her eyes still showed concern a curiosity.” I murmured. and so I had to check if my cute sister is getting anything which would seem as the only fair way. I just wonder if you could keep the fact that I fainted and that I came from school early yesterday to yourself?” I didn’t have a slightest intention to worry anyone else and I didn’t want my parents to have a panic attack.

out of place. I was still sticky form sweat when I was eating my portion of fried eggs and fresh fruit. I just don’t like to bother people and even though Calla assured me thousand times that she doesn’t mind helping me out and that she understands that it’s hard to find a way in a new place. I ran to my personal bathroom. After I showed my gratefulness to my mother Marie for making the breakfast.The whole kitchen was laughing and I couldn’t help but to laugh with them. In the two weeks time I had not only learned how to find classrooms in my new school but I had also stopped using my GPS to get to either mine or Angela’s school. My hair looked wild. When I finished I took all my clothes off and stepped into the icy shower which felt soothing against my burning body. I simply can’t change my point of view about things. I looked at my reflection. CHAPTER 5 T wo weeks of school passed. Now I can exactly remember every single turn and every single crossing and where every single light come up on those routes.I had to go everywhere where my friend did as if I was pulled by her). . I simply learned the routes by heart. Now I don’t have to rely on Calla’s kindness to walk me to our next lesson (it made me feel like I was a dog on a leash. I took the hairbrush from the windowsill and started the fierce battle of untangling my hair. I’ve learned my way around the school buildings last Monday. My face was strawberry red after the amount of exercise I would have done this morning. It was tangled by wind into thousand knots.

in fact I’m quite glad she did because I didn’t like that clock much I call it. I was woken up by the annoying tapping sound on the roof and the windows that I hoped I would never in my life have to hear again.trying to get as comfy as possible. When I was little I used to have a telescope but I broke it. I always found space fascinating and mysterious. ‘From confusion to precision. The sun rays were cutting through the clouds just above the burgundy roofs of the houses on the opposite side of the road. I stood on the bed and pressed my face against the cold roof window to see where the sunshine was visible behind the clouds. no matter how I would have laid myself on the bed. I cursed the rain about hundred times before I tightly shut my eyes and pulled the blanket over my head. It was Sunday morning and it was raining. After about two more tries I gave up. I love tracing shapes on the sky and making up my own constellations. The only problem that bothers me with the lack of clock is that I have to guess what time is it and that can never be accurate. . sat up and sighed. The sky was cloudless and the shinning stars stood out perfectly on the indigo backdrop.’. I simply had to groan. I was tired. To be honest I felt sorry for her. I fidgeted in the bed. It was nice and warm last night. I estimated the time to be about ten o’clock in the morning. I turned from one side to the other. therefore I don’t exactly blame Angela for killing my clock.listening to the constant dripping of the rain that after a while became deafening. I could not feel content so I had to turn once more and then again and again. Angie would have smashed it one morning when the sound of alarm clock would have annoyed her. I myself find clock alarms not suitable for waking people up. I started grumbling and complaining silently under my breath. I’ve never owned another telescope until yesterday. Something deep inside me pulled me towards the moon and stars. I did not have a clock to check what time it was because my sister. She got really done by my parents.I can’t deny and so I won’t that I’m extremely proud of myself for making a very fast progress. I sighed.trying to get at least five more minutes of precious sleep. Yesterday I would have gone to sleep at two at night. subtle way. People should be wakening up in a delicate. That is because I was observing the golden stars with the brand new telescope my parents bought me yesterday.

We practically talked non-stop on breaks. beside the desk. I get to know Calla better. and spun around on it. I found out that she was just like me in many ways. . After that I sluggishly went downstairs to make myself some breakfast. The only thing I can remember is that five people introduced themselves at once. I quitted the kitchen and dashed into my room which looked a far cry from the usual due to the change of weather. It wasn’t a very big difference if compared to my previous comparisons of my estimated time to the real time. For example I found out that her favourite colour is scarlet and that she and her family aren’t from Australia but from America and that her ancestors were Native American. It might sound unfair or nasty but if to think about it many people put what matters more to them in the first place. I hurried back to kitchen and glanced at the bloody-red numbers on the digital clock. I slowly moved towards my cupboard and put on my old clothes because they were warmer than the ones I received as an Australia coming gift. It wasn’t as light and refreshing.I realised. I sat on the armchair. I’ve made two sandwiches with jam and a cup of steaming hot cocoa. When I eventually finished I washed the dishes. The imagined clock in my head was one hour blue but today they seemed gray as if the colour was sucked out of them. It was nine in the morning. Generally the walls were painted my favourite colour. It was two girls and three boys but I can’t describe what they looked like because through the two weeks time I never spoke to them again. On the same day few people introduced themselves to me. Calla definitely is one of the kindest people I’d have met as far as I live. Everyone was still asleep after a week that was filled with heaps of hard work. I craved to be able to fall asleep whilst it rained. I ate and drank reluctantly. If I was to describe it to someone I would say that it was mind-clouding. I was half way back to my bedroom when I reminded myself about the need of knowing the time. It wasn’t as bright and cheerful now but dreary in every possible way. I covered my mouth with my hand as I gave out a long and loud yawn. I don’t remember their names because I was never particularly good at memorising anything especially if something did not interest me too much. dried them with a soft cloth and then put them where they belonged to. I thought about the next day after I fainted.I jumped off the bed on to the icy floorboards which squeaked as I landed on them. Even the air seemed different. I was getting better at this every day. A few minutes have passed and I started reminding myself of the past two weeks.

“Can someone take Miss Burney to the nurse to disinfect the injury and get a plaster?” Whispered coach Martin just loud enough to be audible to the whole class.if I read the expressions right which I hoped that I did not. As I tripped my knee slid along a sticking out floorboard. (Couch Martin was certainly the nicest PE teacher I had. It was the day when Nick officially introduced himself to me. Dove. Everyone was staring at the wound with the same expressions on their faces as my aunt when I hurt myself.) His voice was so beautiful as he spoke and so mind-boggling… simply . He does not moan and shout at everyone. Calla and Nick. It was lunch time when that happened. He even smiled (I realised that he rarely smiles) as he said hello. Everyone looked as if hey were suddenly hungry and frustrated at the same time. In the nurse’s office my knee was taken care of by Mrs.” Answered the coach just before we vanished from everyone’s sight.) I was send outside so that couch Martin could talk to the rest of the class. (That is everyone except from the teachers.” Murmured Calla just as quietly (more to herself than to anyone else) then jumped up towards me and gripped my arm. (The way Nick glared at me stung the most) I wanted to fly out of the window just to get away from the pack of gazes that were fixated on me . I was shot with stillest from the eyes of students walking past in the corridor since the first PE lesson. The mood in the room changed into indescribable. I was trying to get away from the gawking people too vigorously and tripped over someone’s foot when I was going back to my place. He is very lean and athletic. (He always sits with me and Calla at lunch times.) There was one thing that made me smile as I reminded myself of the first week of school. “I can do it. So after that everyone begun to avoid me. I have no idea what he had declared to them but when I came back in everyone except from Calla was giving me death stares.The rest of the week would have been fine if not the fact that every day there was at least one person less in our class. It worried me because of all the stares I gained (if they could they would pierce me with their intensity and hatred). I didn’t think that the plaster was necessary but she insisted to put it on anyway. When I stood up warm blood was tricking out of the small wound. On PE boys and girls have PE together and on the first lesson couch Martin told us that we will be running fifteen hundred metres. He has honey blond hair and pale skin as if he is an albino. “Thanks Miss Gravelle. with headphones placed in his ears.

and whenever those words came out of her mouth. I was told that Sarah bought a new house for my parents. I was just worried that you ran away or something. I was never disappointed so I imagined the ‘new house’ almost as a castle. She tucked her mid-neck long black hair. “Why would you think that I would want to run away?” I asked quietly. but you’re very silly!” I exclaimed. “Yes mum. ‘New house. I realised that she became more caring (if that was possible) since we came to Australia. “There you are love!” She sighed. I was more than surprised to hear that my mum was expecting me to have a reason to run away. making me roll my eyes in my thoughts. I was lost in thought for a few seconds but then I heard footsteps and a fraction of a second later. I rolled my eyes once more. “I don’t want anything from you. On the last Friday. I don’t know. Do you want something from me?” I heard her respire deeply from relief. It can be small but very comfy or it can be big and beautiful and so on.’ As I’ve been told. “Mum I don’t know whether anyone has told you. and then she left me on my own in my room. “Are you there Kate?” I rolled my eyes at the unnecessary concern in her voice. behind her ears. the door opened and in came my mother. my mother said this.’.unforgettable. Sometimes I catch myself craving for the sound of his ravishing voice. Another thing is that there’s more to it. . Marie clicked her tongue and giggled. nearly on top of her lungs. I laughed internally at all those thoughts. When I tried to insist on the grown-ups to tell me what is the ‘new house’ like. they would only smirk and tell me that I’ll see in my own time. “Kate! Kate!” I heard my mum yell. I wondered where has she been thinking I was. for example. The house has got possibilities. Of course Sarah came up with her ‘You’ll love it dear.obviously knowing that I was pushing my dreams too far. Interesting things not only happened in the school but also in between my family. “Well. People of your age do all sorts of different strange things.” My eyes nearly popped out of their places as Marie. not only has she bought a house for us but she will be our neighbour because she bought the house from the opposite side for herself.” I laughed at her and she grinned widely. It is hard not to think about it and his breathtaking cerulean eyes. which was getting in her face. I like the sound of it and my imagination is simply exploding with ideas of how the ‘new house’ may look.

is such a strong character. We were to start packing from Monday. he reminded me of my childhood. I took “White Fang” off the shelf and started reading. The wolf. The next morning I was waken up by my dad. After taking a quick shower I went to bed. I sometimes think that I gained most of the humour from him.” My dad chuckled and I playfully smacked him on the arm. Sarah went to town to hire some vans and to buy boxes and sticky-tape for packaging. I couldn’t guess if it will be a good or a bad thing but I simply knew that it will be something memorable. The rainy morning quickly past and was followed by a lovely sunny afternoon. I knew that I won’t finish this book today because I started reading it too late but to be honest this book became my favourite. All the description in it is so realistic. Sometimes when I was younger I wished I had a wolf as a pet. White Fang.’ I yawned. I was always amazed by their beauty. it almost comes alive with every word I read. I was quite surprised because usually it was either Sarah or Marie who did the waking up in the whole house. when I was only six years old because when I was little it was always him who was waking me up and he always said the same thing: ‘Time to go to school sweetie. stretched widely and whilst grinning I pulled the covers over my head. When I wasn’t reading I was either eating or thinking about the new house. At dinner time my parents announced that we will be moving in the next month. It was nine o’clock in the evening and time to go to bed. This obviously associated with helping my aunt and uncle to pack up.I had this idea going on in my head that nothing interesting will happen today so. She practically could not stay seated for more than five minutes and she kept on prating about how will her room look like and which room will it be and what will be the garden like and all those things that I quietly wondered about too. The next thing that I knew was that the covers were gone and that I felt cold. as I always did when I had that feeling. closed my eyes and was immediately lulled by the peaceful voices of the grown ups coming from downstairs. “Time to go to school sweetie. The most excited was my little sister Angie.” My dad said in a sing-song voice grinning. “Time to go to school sweetie. . “Will you tell me about the new house?” I pleaded in a voice nearly as sweet as sugar. wilderness and strong spirit. The excitement could be clearly felt in the house. I was positive that tomorrow something will happen. We always got along well.

She grinned and then she kissed me on the cheek. I could hear my dad chuckle loudly for a while. then. I rolled my eyes and then he playfully poked my ribs. “Ok. “Yes. After showering I blow dried my hair and dressed (in skinny jeans and short sleeved purple baggy top with a drawing of galloping horses on it) and packed for school. I went upstairs one last time to brush my teeth and then. Come on.” A well known phrase of my conversations with dad. and if not. I’ve checked twice. therefore. straight to the bathroom. Sometimes I felt as if he wasn’t listening to music but eavesdropping to my conversations with Calla. Nearly all of my cosmetics smell of coconut. I couldn’t resist laughing and poking him back. I turned the keys in the ignition and the engine silently purred to life.“Yeah.” He said this every time I tried to get some information out of him. I have this idea weighing my mind that he probably knows more about me than I about him.” She rolled her eyes and then I stuck my tongue out at her. You got to get ready. then I ate some breakfast which was a bowl of honey cereals with warm milk. In the mean time. then look up rule number one for help. I hurried under the warm shower. and in came Angie. “What if you’re mistaken? Why can’t I know? What if I don’t..?” He cut me off at midsentence with one loud ‘Shhh’. “Rule number one: dad is always right. then I’ll talk to him when he sits on my table on lunch.” She chirped in her childish. Rule number two: if dad doesn’t seem to be right. there are some exceptions because I have a cream that smells of chocolate and a moisturiser that smells of almonds. I have an obsession with coconut fragrance. cute voice. “Fine. . and then I could hear his heavy steps when he was going downstairs. don’t make me drag you out of bed and wet you with ice cold water. “Are you ready to go then? Have you got everything you need?” I asked because she tends to forget her belongings. I’ll talk to him on a geography lesson. I was thinking about how to start a conversation with Nicolas.. you’ll love it.” At the words ‘ice cold water’ I technically flew out of the bed at the speed of light. that’s enough. it was very frustrating to hear the same thing over and over again. I patiently waited in my car for my sister Angie to come. It’s amazing. I washed my hair with coconut shampoo that I loved so much.I was feeling awkward to have him sit on my table and say nothing. but don’t blame me when you realise that you are missing something because I have asked. I was dragged back on Earth as the passenger door clicked and opened wide.

I automatically looked around and saw them. . They had exactly the same tousled golden blonde hair and exactly the same ice blue eyes that were filled with the same amount of aversion. my hands always are inhumanly cold but so were my mum’s when she was of my age. six parking spaces away from me. “She is too cold to be human Jenifer. I was surrounded by four faces of the strangers that were everything but friendly. She was shorter than me. but poison-green as eyes of a viper.that the person talking to me is no one pleasant. If I wasn’t human then what else could I be. I kicked the gas peddle and speeded towards South Sydney High School. I stared at the lot of them for a long time. except that her eyes weren’t like Calla’s warm emerald ones. I joined her but I was lip-singing because my singing skills are unbearable. Both of the women had the looks of top supermodels. I was late to school. I could tell that they were twins.) I could not bring myself to turn away.On the way to school I switched the radio on and my sister started singing along with the song. they will jump past all the six parking spaces down to me and tear me apart limb by limb. as far as I could tell from the distance. therefore no one was around. I parked at my usual spot near the big sign. The male part of the group was just as beautiful and just as full of bitterness. (Only because I had that feeling that if I will take my eyes of them. It wasn’t hard to spot them anyway. All of them had skin as white as porcelain. that’s why it was so easy to spot them. the colour of roared up pieces of coal.I thought sarcastically. I was just opening the door. They were stood near the lamp-post on my left. The two men looked like brothers. They were all intensely observing me. The other girl had ginger hair. I blinked and then I gasped because it took them less than a blink to gather around me. How did they manage to get over here so quick? “What is a little vulnerable person like you doing here?” The woman with poison green eyes asked in cold voice that made my insides tremble in a warning sign. After ‘byes’ have been said. Her eyes were raven black and filled to the edges with hatred. just setting my foot on the ground when I felt eyes of a stranger on me. The woman who the taller man called Jenifer (she was the woman with eyes of a viper) loudly sniffed with her nose. It was a group of four peopletwo males and two females. One of the women had charcoal hair and green eyes. The taller of the men grasped my hand but then he let go very quickly with a surprised look on his face. perhaps I wasn’t alone after all.” True.

She wore a white knee-length dress with short sleeves and her blond hair was freed from her usual tight bun that she wore to work. Something very unexpected happened then and I don’t think that I could have ever been more joyful at the sight of Sarah. “W-what do you want from me?” I stammered when they were still there after I blinked. She kept on waving her hands in distress as she spoke as if the words weren’t sufficient to fully express her feelings at the time. full of suspicion and unpleasant thoughts. “No problem dear. The group laughed in a sinister way and then. hoping that her eyes could prettily sparkle again. I looked at them all.” I stood there not being able to move even though I knew that I should run as fast as possible away from these queer beings. How good that I haven’t listened to Logan’s urges of telling you after you are back from school. .” I beamed a honest smile.’ I thought sarcastically but kept a smile on my face. I only came to tell you that we are moving in next weekend but I’ve ended up saving you from trouble. “Do you really have to have a snack all gathered around me?” I whispered faintly but angrily. I prayed silently to God that when I close my eyes they will be gone as fast as they came. I could feel my heart beat faster than wings of a hummingbird. if people haven’t seen what has happened through the classroom windows then if Sarah tells the head master he will mention it in assembly and everyone will get to know. Next time if such thing happens someone could get badly hurt. all four of them pounced at me. Hmm.” She boomed out with a frustrated voice.” She gave me a serious look. “Goodness me. “In fact I will go now but I’ll walk you to your class first to tell your teacher why you’re late. my breathing became uneven. I groaned inside my mind at the idea of being centre of attention in school.” She looked at me apologetically.“Nonsense! Blood is flowing in her veins.” The girl with hair colour of roared up pieces of coal giggled unpleasantly. There was a fight going on around me and I was the prize apparently. “Thank you Sarah. “Oh nothing sweetie. How on Earth could she smell my blood? They either have all gone mad or they are trying to scare decent people off… whichever it is I would be gracious if they would leave me alone. Sarah who looked like an angel ran up to me and helped me to stand back onto my legs. “Sorry sweetie but I really have to do it. I think I’ll have to speak to your headmaster about what happened. I was knocked down on to the ground. I could smell it from there. It was as if they have dissolved and became nothing other but air.” ‘ Oh what a great idea. We are just about to have a little snack. The group of pale people that I was knocked down by has vanished out of sight.

’ Or perhaps it could have deeper meaning. next time someone could get hurt. Her talk did sound appealing except from the fact that for almost a whole week those lousy attackers will know where we live. “Thank you Sarah. her breathing shallow and uneven and her eyes were wide. frightening me to the bone marrow. “They pinched my bag!” I screeched from the abruptness of my blood flow. Others should not be allowed here unless they have been permitted. I reached for my bag and my heart skipped a beat. I dug into my skinny jeans’ pocket. “I was just wondering aunt if you have seen the speed that they ran off with once they saw you?” I looked right in her eyes but they were revealing nothing to me.” She was very calm and that calmness partially passed onto me. . I felt relived once she nodded with an understanding expression on her face. “Can I ask you one more thing though?” I almost unnoticeably asked. “Yes I have that. I tried not to block the image of them. I started feeling heavy at the thought that they now had all my information.” I smiled warmly and a weak flicker was back in Sarah’s water-blue eyes. Those creeps that… somehow vanished in to the thin air. I usually try not to be rude but I could not help it now.“Fine. Only students.” I grumbled through clenched teeth. “Good. I ‘phewed’ when I felt the jagged metal part of a key in one pocket and I simpered as I sensed the sleek body of my phone in the other pocket.” Her smile seemed somehow forced. I’ll get you a new bag with new supplies and whatever else that was in your old bag. She was of course right about the matter. from my head.” Sarah’s voice was worried. Suppose it meant to get the message over clearly -‘This is not a right time for explanation. Their skin was paler than the skin of an albino. unnatural.” The corner of her lips turned upwards weakly. “Can you please make sure that my parents don’t get to know anything about today? I don’t want my mum to jump out of her skin and my dad to have to put up with calming her down. “What lesson have you got?” She looked at me expectedly. scuttling around my room. “Yes I have but I’ll explain to you some other time. “Please tell me that you at least have your mobile and car keys with you. Sarah tucked heir hair behind her ears. We might have to be more alert at night time before we move homes but afterward all should be splendid and there will be nothing to worry about. “Its nothing to worry about. were not normal in any human or non-human way. it was more of a dead corpse’s colour…but even paler. parents and school staff should be able to go on school grounds. She nodded with a smile still on her face.” I finally answered in a slightly smug tone. If they only look into my planner they will have all they could ever want to know about me.” I questioned imploringly in my foreign accent.

She quietly exchanged a few words with my teacher as I sat in my usual place and then she turned on her heel and walked out through the door which she shut without making a sound. I bend over the table and hid my face in the warmth of my arms.CHAPTER 6 T he piercing eyes of my classmates were on me when. I entered the Science classroom with none other but my aqua-eyed aunt. Copyrighted © by Klaudia Karbowiak All Rights Reserved 2009 . after a trip to reception for a new time table (the receptionists have been exceptionally kind and swift at their job when they saw Sarah).

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