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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 be 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 on the golden beaches were now becoming true. I was moving into the vicinity of Sydney, Australia. I can remember when I was six, my parents promised to move there but when I was about ten we moved to Britain instead. 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. 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, 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 was I 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 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. She looked 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 you and she will always find a way to make you feel better. She is like a mother figure- caring and helpful. Not over caring like my mum Marie though- whom I love anyway.
"Hello! I hope you had a peaceful journey my dears." Sarah said in a sweet, kind voice and then she hugged each one of us. I saw tears of excitement and happiness in her aqua eyes. Yes, she definitely was a kind and caring person. Her grip was strong, 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. I thought that it was the warmest welcome I've ever had in my entire life. Once Sarah unwillingly let go of us, her husband approached in a steady pace to welcome us. "Hello." Logan said loudly but rather shyly in a deep, warm voice. "May I take your baggage?" Now I could see that his eyes were a beautiful, hazel colour. Like Sarah's, they held an incredible kindness in them. His lips were tight and he had laugh lines just like Sarah. "Oh don't bother, we can manage to do it ourselves, but thanks anyway." Was my dad's (Andrew's) automatic response. He was a sort of person who wanted to have everything done by himself. He thought that it was the only way for something to be done properly. It was one of those points of view that I have inherited from him. "I'm sure you had a long and tiring journey. Let me take it for you." Logan insisted and before my dad had even time to think of how to answer him, he took our bags and started carrying them somewhere around the corner where I suppose his car was. He really was strong, I thought with amazement. "Let's go my dears. The cars are just there, around this corner." She pointed. It took us thirty seconds to get to the cars. One was a blue, shiny Citroen with a big boot and the other one was a rather small silver BMW. Both of the cars looked new and expensive. Well what have I expected- they are both successful lawyers after all. "We don’t have a six-seater so we brought two cars with us." Sarah explained the whole situation with a kind smile on her face. In fact this smile seemed to never fade away. "We thought that in the Citroen Logan will take your luggage and that I’ll drive you back to our place in the BMW." She carried on explaining. Kindness was not fading away from her face still. Out of sudden I found myself being hugged for the second time today. It was a lot more delicate than the other hug though- as if I was a precious and breakable thing. "I've been waiting for you lot to come for over twelve years. It's all my fault that it took so long. After all I was supposed to be a good lawyer." she said, her aqua eyes going glossy behind her long eyelashes. She was hugging her only brother now- my dad.
that I'll be an outsider in a country of my dreams. decided that I should keep you company. I would have never thought that talking to Logan would be so easy and pleasant. It was so simple at the moment to make someone smile. you know we would have come earlier if not our language problems. "No. 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." after these words I sat myself on the passenger seat. Did Sarah send you as a messenger?" he said. I wondered how many things my parents would have told her about me and my sister. I saw his hazel eyes get warmer. I found out that he and my aunt have already found a school for me. that you shouldn't drive by yourself. I felt sorry for Logan who had to drive on his own. Angela. Thank you." I said. "That's a great idea dear. The whole way to my relative's house.just like I was one in England. To my surprise it was more comfortable than in the other car. if that was possible. I still had today and tomorrow until Monday though so I've got time to mentally prepare myself.
. I'm a rather sociable man.. Sarah couldn’t and didn’t complain.if it comes to happiness and excitement. 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. I knew that my dad Andrew didn't like showing his feelings much and that he felt the same way as Sarah. and now let’s get moving. "Maybe I should go with uncle Logan? I will keep him company. "Well."Sarah. From his voice I could tell that something was bothering him. I bet this will greatly satisfy him. Logan welcomed me with a warm smile and such thoughts escaped my mind. "It's not your fault that it took us so long just to learn basics of English." my dad said as politely as he could. We got ourselves sat comfortably in the BMW with Sarah behind the wheel. "Hi. He seemed more relaxed. You are such a good child. um. when they talked to her on the phone.. I was going to go to South Sydney High School in Maroubra. 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 chatted to Logan about England and told him how much I hated it there." I answered honestly." he comforted her. I know I am a good person but she couldn't have stated that without knowing me more. I. I was to get started the following Monday. So don't blame yourself. Aunt Sarah has nothing to do with it." answered my aunt in a grateful tone. We can't stand here forever. for I did enjoy making people happy especially when all I had to do was to keep company.
probably that I hurt myself on something in the garage which. I think that you will like it. Her chocolate brown eyes that I sometimes envied searched for any signs of injury on me. Then we went through the honey wood door inside where others have been waiting." "Okay mum. "In Maroubra in New South Wales. I wonder what she thought. Unlike the other houses.” I answered. There was a long corridor with four doors." my mum added quickly before I vanished from her eyesight. "Oh" was all I could say because something about the house made me not even want to think about moving into a different one.after Logan has parked his car safely in one of the garages. "We were talking about Australia. "She is upstairs by the way. at least two garages and a swimming pool. I'm a magnet to blood spilling situations. My mum seemed to realise that." declared Logan. Each one of them had it's own garden. It had two garages and beautiful windows. We stopped in front of the biggest house on the street. in fact I couldn't blame her for." He answered in one breath. "You need to rest dear. I went up the stairs. We will help him with that so it will be pretty soon. I jumped as one of them opened and my aunt came out. She definitely was over caring. "Where exactly in Australia are we now?" I had to ask. I said it halfheartedly because I suddenly felt tired.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. It is placed ten kilometres South-East from Sydney central business district if you wish to know. ask aunt Sarah for the way to your room. "What took you so long out there?" asked my mum with unnecessary concern in her voice. especially considering the fact that I can hurt myself on anything. "This is going to be your home for some time until your dad finds a job and a house of his own.I didn’t want to sleep yet. it didn't have a swimming pool or a garden (that I could see). Maroubra belongs to the local area of the city of Randwick." I moaned. even though I was tired. Maroubra also is a part of Eastern suburbs region. The door was made out of honey coloured wood which composed well with the sunflower yellow paint in which the house was painted. By the way.every window was decorated with stained glass at the upper part of it which was really effective in attracting attention to itself.
.I was purely curious.
Thank you so much. I had a rather pale skin. It was one of my Australia coming presents. I hope you will like it. There was a beautifully framed mirror on the wall and a small window. And sky blue paint has its charm. They really thought about everything: school. And now tell me how do you like your room?" Her aqua eyes flickered with interest as she said that. I came up to the mirror. you really shouldn't have. I opened it and I found myself in a small bathroom. The room was small with sky blue walls. The floor was covered in perfect white tiles and the walls were covered in pastel pink. I wondered whether I was worth it all. "I love it. I really liked it all. My thoughts tangled around the last sentence. It had two windows.one over the comfy looking single bed. 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. "All yours dear." 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.both on the ceiling. There was a small. "We wanted you to feel welcome here." I answered. bathroom." She announced. in the left corner of the room was another creamy door.from the lack of sunlight. I just realized that next to my bed. I was so grateful. Sarah Rail xxx I smiled as I read it. Sweet dreams dear. clothes and who knows what else. "Whose are these?" I pointed at the unknown to me neat pile of clothes. "Wow. Come and have a look. I looked around."I've just been setting up your room dear.literally silver eyes which were duplicates of my
. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. You need to wake up early tomorrow if you want to see something amazing and I'm saying no more. It’s perfect! Thank you!" I smiled and then gave her a big hug. "I'm going to leave you on your own now dear. I absolutely love it and I always wanted to have windows in the ceiling. bedroom. I'm glad that you're happy. neat note stuck to it. This bathroom is all yours for the time you will spend here so make yourself comfortable. leaving me with my thoughts." she stated and before I could ask her anything else she was gone.which means that I’m going to have a nice view at night. It's just one of your Australia coming presents.
“Are you ready yet?” I heard a voice coming from downstairs. When it was on the left side. My hair was special. She was grinning. My mum envied the thickness of my hair and the way it shone. Her aqua blue eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. “Of course I want to.” She grinned. I stood up and took a blue dress (the Australia coming present) from the cupboard and changed quickly in the bathroom.” I quickly ran down the stairs. She turned away from me quickly so I couldn’t examine them closer but from what I caught a glimpse of. There was something I haven’t seen before in her eyes. “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. After those routines I went to bed and quickly drifted into a deep sleep. I wasn't really bothered to do anything else with it now. it must have been concern.showing her perfect. Please lead the way.I've never dyed it or even planned to. I had a dreamless night. “Well if you are come here then.she must have heard me groaning and guessed what happened.I could have it either with streaks or without streaks at any time. She led us out
.I corrected myself. I saw blurred but familiar face in front of me. my hair was medium-dark brown and when it was on the right side. It was all up to where I put the parting on my hair. It was Sarah.” Sarah passed me a strip of plaster." she reminded me. My hair was brown with blond streaks. I groaned and put my finger in my mouth. my hair was light brown with blond streaks. trying to be as quiet as possible but I almost tripped on the last step. a silly question aroused in my head: Could it have been…hunger in her eyes? No.grandmother’s. straight teeth. I grabbed myself on the banister in the last fraction of second. 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. She gave a quick glance at my dressed finger. I was lucky not to fall over but also unlucky. I gave out a long yawn and then stretched myself.amazing things don’t last forever. Next morning someone woke me up. It was an automatic response. “Here you go. there was a little piece of nail sticking out and it scratched the tip of my forefinger at my right hand. It was natural. I tied up my tangled hair.” I didn’t want a tiny cut to spoil whatever amazing thing was waiting there for me. "Wake up Sleeping Beauty! You have to hurry. Blood started oozing from the wound. my dad's round face and medium sized nose and my mum's beautiful lips. “Get yourself dressed quickly but be quiet because everyone else is still asleep.
” I thought I was dreaming. I had a lot of time so I picked up a book “White Fang” from the shelf.” That seemed to have convinced her. It’s amazing. I passed Sarah the bags. A pair of Rainbow Lorikeets. “Wow. The clock said that it was only ten past seven in the morning. There were different colours also but those stood out the most.” She confirmed. And she doesn’t behave like other people of her age that I know. “Yes. When we came back in everyone was up and Sarah started making breakfast.” I pointed at the loveliest birds out of them all. After I ate the breakfast I drifted away to my bedroom. I would have read it few times before. She looked so young. Birds became more animated.moan about everything and keep on repeating that she is too old. fighting for food. “Sarah. There were birds of varied hues and sizes wherever I rested my eyes.” She pointed at the few scars she had on her right hand.of the house into the garden which I haven’t seen before because it wasn’t seen from the road. She opened them and started chucking the contents all over the place. “There’s everything ready on the kitchen table.
. How can I not love it? It’s something I’ve never seen before. “W-o-w. The point of it is to keep my head away from thinking about tomorrow. I got scratched few times. because it was the sort of book that usually took me a day to read. 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. They are quite dangerous when they fight for food. I quickly ran to the kitchen table and picked up a bag of seeds and another bag full of wriggling worms. Can you bring it here.” This made her glow. “We need to feed them. I didn’t recognize any of those birds except from a lonely pair. It was the biggest garden I would have seen so far and the most amazing one.which made me flinch. that’s right.and ran back to the garden. How could she believe that I wouldn’t like such an amazing thing. “You seem to love this?” It was more of a question than a statement. please?” She asked and I nodded. My aunt smiled warmly and her aqua blue eyes sparkled with what I knew was happiness. “Let’s go. It was about wolves.” She said. “I thought I was dreaming when I saw it all.
.every little rustle seemed to keep me fully awake. I finished the book and all the thoughts I kept from my mind. Everything seemed so loud. Everyone was asleep except from me. I finally found myself in ‘Dreamland’ but without dreams.to my surprise it worked.my 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. murmur of the wind against the leaves. just after the supper. ‘What if I won’t be liked because of my appearance or because of the way I talk. inevitably rushed into my consciousness. so I tried ‘counting the sheep’.a buzz of a fly. . In the evening. It was time to sleep but I couldn’t close an eye.Reading the book took me the rest of the morning and whole afternoon with breaks for lunch and dinner.
exercise books. I stood up and stretched my stiff muscles. She pointed at two bundles that laid on the square. ‘It must be another ‘Australia coming present’ or something along those lines’. “I was already awake when you came. She rolled her eyes and walked out of my room to give me some privacy. mahogany kitchen table. I went down to the kitchen where Sarah stood. “Kate! Wake up or you will be late to school. I thought as I ran back downstairs with the rucksack hanging over my shoulder. I chewed the crispy toasts with jam fiercely and then briefly slurped the milk from the glass. My sleep was so light that I roused when I heard my mum’s meant-to-be quiet footsteps. I thanked Sarah and mum for making me some breakfast and rushed up the stairs. I picked up some clothes that I had chosen from the ‘Australia coming present’ pile yesterday night. I guess I was way too worried about
school to let my mind produce any kind of dream. her eyes flickering with curiosity. “Kate! I’ve got something for you!” Sarah cried out from the kitchen. She must have thought I was still asleep because she started shaking me violently. I
. pencil case and a planner. equipped with notebooks. I rushed downstairs (trying not to trip over like yesterday) for my breakfast which was waiting for me on the kitchen table. unsure what to expect. 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 remarked. I picked the first one up. I got dressed quickly.CHAPTER 2
had a dreamless night. I tore the paper off with one swift movement.” I heard her whisper urgently. It was wrapped in silvery wrapping paper. I picked up my brand new rucksack.which was a useful thing for a person with memorising problems. I left my hair loose but I put a hair-bubble around my wrist just in case I had PE today.
It reminded me of the necklace from my favourite grandmother that I’d have lost few years before. The car I wanted so much is parked right here.” She almost chirped those words in her excitement. She seemed to glow and looked happier than ever. It is for good luck dear.” I responded smiling. She smiled a wide grin of perfect teeth back at me. 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. “Anyway. “Okay. Her eyes sparkled like never before. I froze as I tore the paper off. Sarah’s long blond hair was tied up in a neat bun (it was like that only when she was doing some work. It was exactly the colour I would have dreamed about to have my car painted. “You must be joking me! The car of my dreams in a country of my dreams? I’m being greatly spoiled here.whenever at her home office or in
. “You’ve got to see it. black gift box that jewellery is given in. 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.car keys. it was painted a fiery orange metallic colour. in harmony with her feelings. unpack the other one. “I picked this one with your mum in the internet. And if the car wasn’t enough in it’s own grace. ready for me to sit in it comfortably and drive it. I examined the item in my hands closely. I envied a little the way her beautiful eyes sparkled happily.found myself holding a little. She looked like she is going to jump over the moon (if it there was one out. I was amazed and second time since I’ve been here I had to think whether I was worth it all.” She gesticulated towards my mum and smiled.” She was so excited. Here in my hands I was holding .shimmering in a profusion of sunlight.” I teased my aunt. “But… could it be-?“ I was so amazed. I opened it. We stopped outside the house where the car was parked.showing her perfect teeth.it was daytime after all). It was beautiful. Your dad said that this is the car you wanted to get in the future. It made me smile. also excited. It was a Peugeot 307 convertible. I was curious indeed. It used to be my personal source of good luck. It was a gold necklace with a flower shaped charm that had a carving of Mary and baby Jesus on it.
. GPS. “Ok mum. She was faster to open the door. Can you do that for me?” She requested once her breathing went back to normal. “All the needed addresses are already saved on your GPS.” I grinned. “Don’t worry dear. “Have a nice ride then dear.the kitchen). “Angela lets go.” I sweetly smiled to my cute six-year old sister and seized her delicate hand.” My aunt smiled and kissed my cheek for goodbye like aunts often tend to do. I didn’t know where exactly the school was and that was the only problem. Bye Kate!” She chirped in her warm voice. I wouldn’t let you drive to school without you knowing the way. “I got to go to school. so relaxing. I led her to the passenger side. “Just look inside your car.” She winked. “Sarah was supposed to do it but she had to go to work.” My mum explained. She was already running late. I’m off to work now. “Please take Angela to school. The door opened smoothly.” I told her. Logan and whoever else was it that helped choosing this car has really made it perfect for me in every detail. “One more thing Kate. this car has been chosen by Logan and your dad with a bit of my help. Logan wanted to give it you personally but he had to go to work earlier today. I was about to open the door of my new fiery orange convertible but my mother. She sat herself on the creamy leather seat and clipped her seat belt straight away. “Yes mum?” I asked.” I hesitated slightly. Her school is on the way to yours so it shouldn’t be a problem. That reminded me of everything that was to happen todayme having to put up with school and her going to work. Marie had cried out for me urgently and rushed out from the house with my little sister clenched on her side. “Wow.watching her gasping for breath. I should have thought that mum. love. I settled myself comfortably on the creamy leather seat that shone with its newness. I stiffened at the thought that I will have to drive on my own. I shut the door behind her and strode towards the driver’s side. I was about to ask who will drive me there which sounded silly now when I had my own car. It was so nice to sit on this seat.” She said convincingly as if she read my thoughts. that’s no problem as long as I know the address.” She added and shortly vanished from my sight.
just as the computer male voice told me. 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. “Thanks. Enjoy the ride! Sarah Rail xxx My aunt and my uncle are the most kind people in the universe. The car had a wooden dashboard and an automatic gearbox. I pressed the red button with some force. I was really glad that just after my sixteenth birthday I had passed a driving test. I didn’t talk to Angela as I drove her to school and if not the radio. I smiled to myself for making a good choice at my sixteenth year of living on this world. “Kate.
. furry steering wheel. I’ve put the keys into ignition and turned them swiftly.when I won’t have to concentrate on my life. the most important thing: GPS. The way was surprisingly short and easy. It was attached to one of the air conditioning crates. I was certain of that. All the addresses you’ll need are already typed into your GPS.I believed. “You’ve reached your destination.” It told after a while of driving straight forward. I would have dealt with satellite navigation before so I knew what to do. I didn’t know where I gained so much concentration from. I turned right. there!” pointed Angela at the space between a red Mercedes and a black Jeep. I searched for a parking space. In one word it was… luxurious. I quickly recognised Sarah’s neat writing. The car gave a silent purr as it came to life.I gave a quick glance at the inside of my car. the silence would be crushing. I hope you like your car dear. In the menu I chose ‘addresses’ and then picked one marked as ‘Angela’s school’. It had air conditioning which I set to room temperature. It was barley two streets away from Sarah’s house. Now. The screen lighted up and a computerised voice welcomed me. 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. It was something I would never had before. Now I was seventeen and able to get whenever I want to on my own. There was a sticky note stuck to the white.
I watched her for a while. “Are you sure? Maybe you want me to come with you?” I wouldn’t want to get in trouble with my parents. kissed me on a cheek smiling and ran off to the place where youngsters were jumping about happily. 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. ‘My school is four point four kilometres away from Angela’s school. I
. I grinned back at her.” She pointed at a group of kids. How good that the golden sun was out. There were two football pitches with people playing football on them. I hoped that her day will be good. my mood would surely match it perfectly.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. bless the sun!’ I thought.To my relief she nodded but I couldn’t believe a six years old child straight away. There was one pitch that I knew was especially designed for running and other athletic activities. It’s so magical how this hanging on the sky ball of fire can affect me and many others around. It was surrounded by a thick. I drove slowly. My nerves were in shreds…first day at school. My school wasn’t as close to Sarah’s house as Angela’s but it was not far away either. She looked so cute in the pink knee length dress. The sun certainly helped a lot. If the weather would be worse. ‘Oh God.probably of her age. I felt my throat going suddenly dry but it wasn’t because I was thirsty…I could see the school. dark forest and green hills.just over thirty kilometres. so it is five kilometres away from Sarah’s house’ I made a quick calculation in my head. 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. No wonder that Sarah and Logan are always in a good mood. “Look Kate! It’s there where these kids are playing.chocolate brown and she had my dad’s brown hair. also waving goodbye. I was extremely scared but with the sun’s help I was also somehow eager and excited. She turned around and waved goodbye with her delicate hand. She nodded again. She had her mum’s eyes. I could see its extensive pitches. Now I could trust her for sure.running towards her new class mates. She unclipped her seatbelt.
One of his biggest mistakes according to his stories was the one to choose not to continue with his education. Strict but great. whose interest was gained by my horn. he would have had a better job now and that our family would have had been in Australia a lot sooner.it will make me stand out with my light. The gate was pastel green in colour and looked quite old. I realised that all of them were tanned. 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. It wasn’t that humiliating experience anyway. I hope that students in here also agree with it. My mother would have told me the same type of stories. I was lucky.’My dad would have repeated so many times. 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. She believes that I will have an easier future. 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. now continued striding toward the school gates. I was really stiff and tensed out of sudden. ‘You can buy beauty but knowledge you’ll be never able to buy. Obviously everyone will glare at me. She is what anyone could call a motherly friend. 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.it was sign of great stress. white sign announcing ‘South Sydney High School’ in green letters. That was one good thing that I could spot already.‘Let us be known by our deeds’. The crowd of students. He said that if he would have gone to college.was a good runner and I knew that I will enjoy spending time on that particular pitch.also wanting me to have a great future and to chose a correct path. I can’t be too nervous about it. He always wants the best for me. I was judged too much by appearance in England. I have to calm down. I tried to look as if nothing happened. The computerised voice told me that I’ve reached my destination and made me toot my horn by accident. I’m new in this school and already I’ve done a silly thing. There also was a telephone number given and the school motto. there was a free parking space next to a big. This was no good.
.as if it wasn’t me who just tooted the horn. He is a great father. 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). I totally agreed with the motto. She is the believer in our family. It made all the pedestrians look my way.
They were an unique emerald green. An urge of panic washed through me. concentrating on my plan. I searched for that someone who hopefully won’t mind helping me. There was a group of people laughing and messing about around the corner but they didn’t look welcoming so I carried on searching. “Hi. I shall never let them down. I just realised one thing about the girl. Nice to meet you Kate. My name is Calla.I love my parents.
. In fact they only moved because they had to.” She smiled shyly and then tucked her hair behind her ear. When I find someone who is kind enough to help. she had the most intriguing eyes I would have ever seen. I own them too much to leave them disappointed after all their effort they’ve put in raising me. I grabbed my bag and stepped out of the car. 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. “Hello. She had a cinnamon carnation and black. I cleared my throat. I didn’t know where I was supposed to go. 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.that caught her attention. I started walking towards the bench. not because they wanted to. I could feel that she wouldn’t mind giving me a hand in need. My name is Kate” I smiled kindly. I was in a car park (obviously) and I had to find someone who looks kind and helpful. wavy hair. giving me goose bumps. After a minute of thought I figured out that I should get out of my car and find someone who could help me. She was reading a book but I couldn’t see what the title was. I parked my car next to the sign and silenced the engine down. It was a simple plan. I opened the door slowly. shoulder long. 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. My eyes stopped on a lonely girl sitting on the bench under the protective shade of a hefty tree. The girl didn’t look up as I sat myself next to her. My legs shovelled forward with struggle. I was very nearly hyperventilating in the car.
all three women stared at me wide eyed with their mouths slightly parted. “And…What is your name Miss?” She asked. There was nothing interesting.“I was just wondering if I could ask you for some help?” I hesitated slightly. “Are you Sarah and Logan Rail’s niece by any chance?” Questioned the one with round glasses. lets go. There was a big. Now I had to tell her what I wanted. just a notice board and the blue door I came here through. She was as tall as me (about 5. no problem.” She shoved the book that I’ve interrupted her from reading into her bag. She looked impatient. “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. “Of course. separate building with blue door. She was as slim as me too.4 feet).” I informed the plump woman behind the desk. I answered her question with a single nod. tall desk behind which sat three women typing something fiercely on the computer keyboards.” The woman whispered something to the woman next to her as I told my name. One of them looked up from the computer screen. Calla started walking and I followed. “No problem. can you show me where is reception in this school… please?” I stated. I raised my eyebrows in confusion.” Was her answer. “How can I help you?” She asked interested and somehow surprised by our visit. Have they seen a ghost? I turned around to check if perhaps it was something behind me that they were looking at. She smiled and nodded. Why would this girl want to help me anyway? I was surprised when she smiled kindly. As we came in I could tell straight away that she led me the right way. Her shoulder long jet black hair seemed to radiate in the sun. “I’m Kate Burney. then she stood up and hung her bag over her shoulder. 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. We were walking towards a small white. The women shook themselves and two of them went back to
. The reaction I witnessed was really unexpected. “I’m new in this school and I don’t have a time table for my lessons. “Um.
I turned around only to realise it was Calla. the plump one printed out something and handed it to me. “You’ve been holding this upside down.” I informed and then passed her my time table so she can have a look herself. She looked amused as she checked for herself. I had no idea where was that. then she also went back to typing. One of them. “What is it?” I creased my forehead. From now on I was sure that I and Calla are going to be good friends. I had science first today.” She explained and we both laughed at my silliness. I nodded my head in acceptance. You don’t have science but English in E3 first today.typing fiercely on the keyboards.
. “I have science in S5 first today. I was in classroom S5. I glanced at my time table. “Do you need help finding your way to your first lesson?” Suddenly a melodic voice came from behind me.
She walked as gracefully as a model. “So you are Rails’ niece?” She asked and her expression suddenly changed from happy to unreadable. Calla beckoned for me to follow and I started walking behind her.” She stated with a big grin across her face. We also have other lessons together. beamed back at me in return. Isn’t that good?” She told me after the bell finally stopped informing us that we should move on. that was nothing.” I smiled at my new friend and she. “Aw. realising how very ponderous were my movements in comparison to hers. I could only follow and envy.that was something my eyes would have missed at first. “Let’s go to E3.” 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. “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 head. I’ve checked on my time table. “No there’s nothing wrong with that…They are both really good lawyers and everyone respects them. We stepped into E3. the classroom was already full. We were just on time.
“I’ve only just realised that you’re in my teaching group!” Calla managed to shout over the noise of the bell.CHAPTER 3
he bell rang deafeningly.” We both said at the same time and then laughed at our coincidence. as I expected. “Yes that’s great and thanks for your help. making me cover up my ears. “I have English in E3 first today. Everyone was busy chatting and the teacher was nowhere
. 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.
to be seen.” I heard him say. jet black mop of hair and thick moustache. “Yes sir. I could almost hear all the faces in the room tense as if I’ve announced someone’s death. Everyone was sat down expect from me. That’s me. I was told to sit next to Calla and that certainly was a good start.everyone was gawking at me and some girls in the corner were holding back their giggles.” He murmured under his breath. I was out of the classroom after giving him a short. ‘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. I’ll call you back when I’m finished. affirming nod. red haired boy. Suddenly everyone quietened down as the door behind me opened. 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. Mr.next to a muscular. always beginning with ‘Why’. I felt quite self-conscious to stand in the middle of the classroom. “Miss Burney. as I presume?” Asked a male voice from behind which I knew belonged to a teacher. can you just go outside the classroom so that I can speak to the class…? It shouldn’t take long. making my heart beat faster. “You can come back in now Miss Burney. I needed someone to answer them for me before I become insane. My head was tangled in thoughts. it was really humiliating. Roger gesticulated towards an empty seat. right?” He hesitated slightly and I nodded in response. Third time today people reacted strangely at the fact that I’m Sarah and Logan’s niece. I’m Mr. I stepped back into the classroom full of gawking people. I felt as if I was an exhibit in a museum. “You must be Rails’ niece then. Calla walked towards her seat. Roger by the way. “Um. At least I didn’t have to sit next to a stranger.” I confirmed as I faced a rather attractive tall man with a thick. where I would have seen the red haired boy sit previously.
. 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.
’ I’ve thought to myself. that’s why we had to be quick. They were more beautiful than Calla’s.” Mrs. I walked slowly towards my table. making my stomach flip and my heart to beat frantically. His face was very angular and chiseled. Roger was trying to teach us. I could feel a slight blush spread across my face and I barley ever blushed. Don’t get too excited because you’ve got no chance with him anyway. I nodded my head and for a glimpse of a second her face was unreadable. She looked as if she was from Italy.3 now. brown. She shook that expression off and then told me that she was called Mrs. What chance did I stand with him. curly hair noticed me and beckoned me with her long finger. He was so perfect… so beautiful and angelic. he isn’t! He is just an average boy. showing his ripped chest in the process of it. no. Sarah’s or Logan’s eyes added up together. We walked or shall I say practically ran to our next lesson. informing us to go to our next lesson. no. McCrea pointed at a free seat next to a brown-skinned boy who was just pulling his jumper off. cerulean eyes. Calla told me that there isn’t much time given to get to our next subject class. I was glad that I somehow managed not to peek at his perfection. a female teacher with shoulder-long. despite his dark skin tone. I’ve let my legs carry me towards her. frozen. I and Calla will be having geography in room 1. had sparkling. I was awed. “Work with the person you sit next to and together make a distribution map of Australia. “You can sit there Kate. The boy looked up at me. McCrea. McCrea set us a task and once again
.I was welcomed by a warm smile as I sat next to Calla.” Mrs. The boy. Sarah and Logan’s niece. ‘No. She asked if I was Kate Burney. but I couldn’t with the unknown boy by my side. then the lesson began and I had to concentrate on what Mr. As we walked in. something punched my insides. The boy had chestnut hair that was neatly spiked up. The annoying bell rang the second time today. 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. This way of thinking worked well and convincingly.
ache on the top of my head.” I heard a familiar melodic voice coming from the left side of the room. 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. Humiliation spread around my body like a poison. Suddenly the blackness appeared again followed by the ability to think clearly. nearly unbearable. I opened my eyes and saw Calla and a petite woman who I suspected to be Mrs. Mrs. I managed not to groan in pain and to keep my face straight. I felt really self-conscious. someone would be arranging a funeral for me right now. 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.‘If looks could kill’. For a while neither I nor the boy reached out for the given equipment. Both of them were examining my face for some reason. Dove. she’s waking up. I didn’t know for how long it lasted but it did seem long.if they could. The boy looked at me with eyes full of hatred and I felt myself shrinking in the chair. The teacher gave the stranger next to me a harsh but meaningful look which made him groan. I wasn’t hundred percent sure whether I saw it in England or in Australia but I knew that I will recall it sometime. The second thing I knew was that there was nothing but an overwhelming blackness spreading in my head like ink spreads in the water.
. something I saw somewhere before. I must have had banged my head and I must have had hit it hard. What has happened and why has something happened? “Mrs. He made a famous phrase jump into my mind.I felt a faint blush spread on my face today. I was pretty much sure that it belonged to Calla. it vanished and was replaced by complete nothingness. I realised that there was something familiar in his beautiful eyes. Dove. The unknown boy glanced at the teacher with his cerulean eyes wide open in disbelief. As the blackness covered my thoughts completely. McCrea handed out sheets of plain A3 paper and square boxes full of colours for each table. and then everything happened in a rush. 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.
in fact I could feel them and they were painful. I would have fainted when our hands touched by accident. glaring at me with concern. Does she have bad news? In one instance her expression changed into more relaxed. 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.” I sighed.I didn’t wan to stay in here. “You’ve fainted-“ “Why?” I didn’t even let her finish the sentence. Didn’t I breathe because of that or what? That was unlikely especially if to consider that I never fainted before. even though I had more than one good chance to do so. but surely it was no big deal! “I’m going to get you an ice pack for your head dear. naturally tan skin. How foolish of her was that. “Because your brain didn’t get enough oxygen.I knew the outcomes. “You’ve hit your head really hard Miss Burney. First the mesmerizing cerulean eyes then the Geography pair work and finally the touch of the unknown boy’s soft.she must had found the correct words to express herself. Never before in my life I would have passed out. I was a really convincing liar.” I lied. ignoring the growing pain on the top of my head.” I already figured that out without her needing to tell me. I always used my acting skills when telling lies. trying to remember what lead me to passing out. no matter what was the situation. “I’m fine.“How do you feel?” The petite woman (probably the nurse) asked. ever. I was using every tiny bit of my concentration. All I needed to know is what happened and why did it happen. “What happened to me?” The nurse looked like as if she hoped I wouldn’t ask that question. ‘It’s no big deal…’ I repeated these words in my mind. She seemed concentrated and tensed.
. I creased my forehead in thought and confusion. It was probably because I couldn’t understand how fainting away was no big deal. I’ve never fainted even when others around did. “Well…” from her expression I guessed that she was looking for the right words.” Said the nurse after a while and was shortly gone out of my sight. Then it struck me…it was the most vivid flashback I would have had in my life.
the nurse turned around and Calla pulled an innocent face on. The nurse now faced Calla with a serious face. 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. Her expression was hard to read but it looked like as if she was lost in thought.it suited her. She was smiling sweetly. It sounded quite serious yet so beautiful. “Yes. I smiled slightly from the comfort I felt. “You felt and banged your head on the table quite hard Kate.” I looked up at Calla who was seated on the wooden chair. well the
. As an answer to her question I nodded and smiled widely. “You shall go home now and have some rest dear. The nurse rolled her eyes and turned back to face me again. “That’s how you’ve hit your head.a place I want to forget about. There were a few wooden chairs in the corner and one small window through which only a few rays of sunlight came in. As I grinned at Calla.” I listened carefully to what Mrs. I put the ice pack on the place where my head hurt. “Miss Gravelle. I couldn’t help but to grin back. 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 waited patiently and after a while I heard nurse’s voice drifting closer. If your head hurts then get yourself a pain killer. that gained me a warm smile in return. Calla stood up and walked out of the room leaving me on my own. This room made me think of England. If there are any problems like disordered vision or dizziness then contact your doctor immediately. in the corner of this small room. She passed me the ice pack whilst smiling at me warmly and then disappearing from the sight. I think that miss Burney can go home now and have some rest. I didn’t mind getting away from this small rectangular room. Dove had to say and tried my best to memorise it.“There you go love. “Do you want to go?” She asked and she had a hopeful look in her beautiful emerald eyes.” She informed. It was a great relief.” The nurse came back with an ice pack clenched in her hands.” The door opened and the nurse entered with Calla who was widely grinning at me behind her back.
. I didn’t want to cause any trouble to someone who is going to pick her up. “What make is it?” so that’s what she expected me to tell her. Calla smiled and motioned her hand in a way which I guessed meant that I shall stand up.” I told her the colour just in case she wanted to know that too. Dove nodded her head as a ‘thank you’ to Calla and left the room without a further word.beautiful part did. which I love so much. I wondered how many days it will take me to learn my way around this school and stop feeling silly when following Calla. I felt cheerful as the profusion of sunlight and warmth hugged my face and my bare shoulders delightfully. her cinnamon skin radiating from happiness. It’s not good for you to drive after what happened today. “Great. she was a shy human being.I’ve got to make sure you get home safely. “How will you get home though?” I couldn’t help asking.” She told the nurse. I could also see the hefty tree where I would have met Calla this morning. “Don’t you worry. I figured out that there is no point of arguing any further and passed her the keys to my beloved car. “It’s a Peugeot 307 convertible…it’s fiery orange. We walked outside in to the dazzling. Calla pulled an expression which I thought meant that she wanted me to continue. She reminded me a lot of Sarah for a moment. My eyes searched for any glimpse of the fiery orange paintwork but couldn’t find it anywhere. now give me the keys. walking behind her as I often did today.” She assured as we turned around the corner of the building. everything has been taken care of. Mrs. Calla wasn’t a serious type of person (as far as I knew). Her graceful movements made me have a hit on my self-esteem. We were half way through now and I still didn’t recall it. “No problem. roasting sun. 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 creased my forehead.” Did she really think that I wasn’t capable of driving myself. I could spot the shapes of cars in the distance ahead of us. I tried to remember where would I have parked it. I wasn’t so sure about the serious part. “You’ve heard the nurse miss Burney.” When she finished pointing out what job she was given. “Yes” I answered. “Have you got a car?” she asked.
“Thanks. I managed to find my fiery orange convertible. We both sat ourselves comfortably on the leather seats and clipped the seatbelts for safety. I grew even happier as I spotted the white sign that I would have just recalled.obviously pleased with myself. I relaxed and smiled.heated by the sun. “Everyone knows where the Rails live.” She smiled but the smile didn’t get to her eyes. satisfied by her little remark. After a while of passing through long rows of cars.
. Yes. 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.” I beamed. I suddenly remembered something.how good that Calla was walking in front of me or else she would have realised my strange behaviour. “Your car is really nice.” Smiled Calla as she started the engine. my vehicle. Her statement didn’t help much anyway. ‘Hang on… there was a sign. It seemed much bigger than I would have thought at first. I overtook Calla and now I was the one leading the way.” I finally remembered. 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.paintwork of the vehicle. We ran through the aisles of parked cars. So everyone knew where my Uncle and Aunt live… where I currently live. I felt relief instantly as I stroke. “Do you know where to go?” I asked as she pulled out on to the calm road. I was growing obsessive about it and that disturbed me a little. 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. This car park seemed like a maze right now and I felt like a rat searching for a slice of cheese. there was! A white one. always making sure that we were getting closer to the sign. “They are such a good lawyers…That’s why.” She answered as if she knew what thoughts and feelings evoked in me. with school’s motto and name on it written in green. I decided that I was going to give one more try on driving on my own.started panicking. 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. It was hard to hide how creepy all this sounded. It felt better that I imagined to be the leader.
he was looking at the house with his expression unreadable.” She grinned and then passed me the keys.I thought.
. Instead they both swiftly got in to the car. I’m on a special diet. The car stopped. “We can go in if you want. Our eyes met for a glimpse of a second and I smiled shyly. His voice made me think of melting chocolate with it’s sweetness but yet it was slightly bitter. He didn’t look at me. just after Calla waved me goodbye and they were gone out of my sight without another word in a matter of seconds.he was still studying the house.” She announced as she finished whispering through her phone.the reason of me fainting. I was hungry so why wouldn’t she be? “No. We stepped out of the car and Calla started talking to someone quietly on the phone.” Chirped Calla towards dark skinned boy. It was very smooth and the sound of it melted my insides. “I told you to call me Nick and now we got to go.“We’re here. thank you. a lot more mysterious. I know I will. It was certainly the easiest car to spot especially if to consider that it was a bright yellow Lamborghini Gallardo. These were a lot more important.” She looked amused as if she found something funny about this. I was left with one unanswered question. I can make you something to eat or drink. I’m going in five minutes. hoping that this way I might dump this question from my head. I gasped and jumped up as I heard a tooting sound out of the sudden.sideways to us and then the door opened and out came him. “Hi Nicolas. My heart beat was so fast now that it seemed as if my heart is going to escape my chest. I was in some sort of trans at the very moment and I really wished that he would speak again but he didn’t. This was the first time I would have heard this angelic boy speak. I’m not hungry.Is Calla Nicolas’ girlfriend? I shook my head. I couldn’t hear a word of the conversation. “Right.without return.” It was lunch time now. These were the questions like why people reacted so strangely today and why did I faint after Nicolas touched me. There were more important questions to be answered but I knew that I would never bring myself to ask many of them. Is she really on a special diet? As if she needs any of that. I will remember that. The boy that I was sat next to on Geography. It didn’t take long to spot the car that made this noise.” So his name is Nicolas but he prefers to be called Nick. I strode towards us so fast that it looked blurry.
After them came Sarah with Logan.as cheerful as always. 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. I was haunted mostly by this single thought since the yellow Lamborghini vanished from my sight. She asked me how was my school and I lied to her that it was good. I didn’t have a problem with falling asleep today. I was glad I didn’t because it meant that all the thoughts are going to get silenced out for the night time. That was the only truth that could be revealed. After the quiet supper I ran into my bedroom. 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). 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. It was lunch time and I had nothing to do so I made myself something to eat. relieved for not having to pull a happy face any longer.just to not to make anyone suspicious.
. I told my parents the same stories and lies. It’s not like I knew this guy for a long time. I was shocked that none of them realised that I would have came home early. I couldn’t understand why did it bother me that much. I took a quick shower and quickly went to sleep. everyone was at work (except from Angela who was still at school). Her aqua eyes flickered with curiosity and excitement. It also was a relief because I didn’t feel like being tormented with questions. I was just about to go to my room when I was caught into a tight embrace by Sarah. First to come were my parents with Angela by their sides.The house was silent when I entered. I’ve let one tear escape at the thought of Nicolas and Calla together. I gave out a loud sigh.
watching the fiery tongues of fire flicker cheerfully. I raised out of the comfortable armchair and seized a burning twig out of the fireplace. I stopped in front of the wall awed because the drawings looked so realistic.
circular room. I could feel it tickle me between my toes.CHAPTER 4
was sat in a scarlet armchair in the middle of a small. I couldn’t help smirking. I didn’t know how could anyone on the world paint pictures that are so alluring to the human eye. 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 touched the flowers and their petals seemed silky just like in reality. from what I could tell. I was sat in front of the fire place. I figured that out because of the columns that had Greek key printed over them and because of the marble statues of Greek gods and goddesses placed along the walls of the room. was build mostly in a Greek style. My feet was bare and I could feel the comforting softness of the fluffy carpet. I walked towards the wall. careful not to burn my fingers. I reached for the tree’s bark and it was just as rough as real. 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 reached for the cerulean background and I felt sunrays hugging my skin. After a while I could finally confirm that the wall was covered in magnolias which were drawn on a cerulean background.
. The room. The amber-coloured fire was the only source of warmth and light in the room. As I came closer and closer the shapes on the wall became clearer. 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 held the twig firmly and then started exploring the room.
She slowly wrapped her arms around his neck with a big grin of satisfaction spreading over her face. She walked towards Nick in that graceful motion that always made me feel so ponderous. I wildly gawked all over the place. manly figure. cold sculptures. 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 body seemed to have froze in place. not paying any attention to the fact that I was in the room. I ran towards the fireplace and placed the twig where it would have came from.I shoved my feet unwillingly from the intriguing wall towards one of the still. I felt the icy carving. He looked at her as if he was about to turn into a kitten and give out a loud satisfied purr. I wanted to swivel away so that the couple can have some privacy. Out of sudden everything vanished from my sight into the wild spin around me. The hole I was falling into seemed to have no end at the moment.
. Sudden realisation struck me. Calla is my friend and I felt happy for her and a little jealous. I couldn’t even twitch my littlest finger. The couple started kissing passionately. 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. He had his eyes shut tight as though he was having a battle inside him. He was leering at her. I felt the fire on the twig getting dangerously closer towards the surface of my pale skin. It was a stare so full of hatred that I started regretting that I haven’t simply kept on watching the fire flicker happily in the fireplace. He squinted his eyes at me. I recalled that earlier on I’d have heard the door make a creaking sound. I felt outraged that they didn’t realise that I was in the room. I was falling into the world of complete blackness…the world of inevitable blackness. My eyes locked on a tall. I felt how rough. grainy and uneven the surface was. His eyes flung open and I saw a flash of cerulean in the dull light from the fire. glancing at them.
The only part of the dream that seemed to have been true was the fact that Calla. tossed myself carelessly back on to the bed and then rubbed my temples. I pulled off my sandy brown. and started scribbling a messy note. I turned around to face Sarah.
. The sort of sound that could make anyone go insane. Now! I ran towards the cupboard full of clothes. That certainly wasn’t helping me to fall asleep. I gave a quick glance at the silver watch on the wall. I was practically shouting it over the buzz of my tangled thoughts. I pulled out of the blankets. took a pen and a piece of paper off the mahogany kitchen table. I tiptoed downstairs. concentrating on repeating one intention in my head. I opened my eyes and I was lying on the floor. I just needed some fresh air. I stood up from the hard. lacy pyjama and quickly got dressed into a purple jogging suit. She was fully dressed in sports clothes. but I wasn’t going to let it take control of me. landing with a loud thud. the boy who made me lose my consciousness. wooden floor. Don’t worry about me. She made me think of a little kid being excited about Christmas. I went for a little jog. dull and weighing down sound. beside my bed. Sarah wasn’t like that. She beamed at me showing off her perfect teeth and I could see her wonderful aqua eyes sparkle with excitement. Kate. my friend has a relation ship with Nicolas. It was a nonstop. I was just about to open the door but I heard someone’s steps coming from upstairs.I was surprised when I reached the ground. If it was one of my parents they would tell me to go back to bed.I could tell straight away that she approved to the idea of jogging at five o’clock. I have to find a jogging suit and I have to do it now. I’ll be back at seven. I began to feel relief wash through my veins and body. It was all just a dream… more of a nightmare than a dream but it still didn’t happen in reality. I could feel that I won’t be able to sleep for any longer. I sighed in relief. Love. It didn’t take long to find what I desired. I left the note on the table. It was only five o’clock in the morning. I became as solid as a sculpture out of stone. I wasn’t tired and the storm of racing thoughts from yesterday made a buzzing sound inside my head.
It was five o’clock. It was just rising. “Because it frees me from bad thoughts.’ It seemed to whisper in a voice that sounded like bells. Even though asking ‘Why?’ to me sounded childish.” I answered honestly.
.into the fresh air of the morning. “You seem so full of energy dear. “I know a great place to jog. “Come on Kate! Follow me!” shouted Sarah who already was good ten metres ahead of me. “Well…I guess so. You’ll love it!” She chirped cheerfully. Nothing bad will happen. She folded the note and stuck it on the fridge. I normally hate for the wind to mess with my hair but whenever I run. I didn’t know where I wanted to go and Sarah. The constant buzzing noise in my head seemed to have quietened down and now was just an unnoticeable background whisper. My heart rate was getting faster and my breathing deeper. I smiled to her and answered her question.” Laughed lightly my aunt when she saw how fast I ran to catch up with her. grabbed the note that I left on the table and added a few sentences in her neat writing.knows spectacular places.it’s fiery rays warming up anything that dares to stand on their path.” I smiled back. The kind of morning that made it easy for you to predict what the rest of day will be like. “Why?” She asked casually.” I smiled cheerfully.” I explained happily.” I ran towards her as fast as my legs allowed me to. making my eyes produce tears. ‘The rest of the day is going to be cheerful and exciting. it doesn’t bother me. It also felt good to have wind play with my hair. Pleased. “Sure. The Sun was a perfect shade of orange. “I’m coming. I smiled to myself. She reminded me a little of a young kid that bombards others with millions of questions but most often with ‘Why?’. It was the warmest and the most pleasant morning that saw in my life. got hold of my arm and pulled me out of the house. I haven’t even started jogging but I felt better already.as far a s I know her. It felt so good and refreshing to have the wind blow in my face.“Going for a little run? Mind if I join?” She said playfully. I don’t mind. “I love running.
Not that it’s something I’ll be proud of doing or something that will help me get some answers. “Well…” I hesitated. and what else could it be about anyway?. She is my only relative in Australia (except from my parents. “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. I could demand from her to tell me a reason behind everyone’s reactions when her surname gets mentioned. “So people react like that because they fear of you?” I watched my aunt’s face carefully for any sign of change. my sister and Logan) and she wants me to be content in here. “Well everyone gets suddenly quiet and starts gawking at me with those… unreadable expressions on their faces. Also. On the other side I could tell her the truth.“And what bad thought are you trying to escape from today?” concern was very clearly visible in her aqua eyes. I could ask her things about Calla and Nick. I will have to lie to her. No wonder she wants to know what’s bothering me. which didn’t occur. then I would get nowhere near any answers. She is too kind to not to be saddened that some bad thoughts are bothering me. “Well it’s all caused by my job. “I guess you can say so. thinking of the right words. She even laughed radiantly.” She giggled. right?” she asked. I’m well known and nobody messes with lawyers.” What a sweet relief I felt when I saw smile paint over Sarah’s face.
. That made us both laugh. but I’ll have to. Another question popped into my head. she probably thinks that it’s something to do with Australia. She wants me and my family to settle here easily. I have to finish what I already began. “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. I should have predicted that she would ask me this.” She showed off her biceps muscles in a superman way when she said the last sentence. “You wouldn’t want to mess with anyone who’s relatives are very nearly the most important people in the local area. I need to make a quick decision. I started regretting telling her the truth but if I wouldn’t have. Also.
“She has great parents. “Did you know that Waratah means beautiful?” My aunt asked as she followed my gaze. “No. It was like a dreamland or like a paradise. making the leaves under our feet rustle. streams murmured softly and insects buzzed. Orchids and bushes of Telopea which are also known as Waratahs. I nearly tripped over the sticking out of the ground roots because I was so absorbed by the scent. The one that will confirm whether Calla dos or does not go out with Nick. but from now on I do. I felt ashamed of myself for not letting what she said ever run across my mind at any point all this time. We both widely grinned at each other and carried on jogging. The place was painted in all colours of the rainbow. Her eyes were out of focus as if she was trying to spot something invisible. I shook my head. The sweetest scent hung like a mist in the morning air. Her blonde hair was loose and tousled by the warm breeze from our running. We jogged always to the same rhythm.even though.” I answered but I wasn’t hundred percent sure. rising above the bushes and beautifully scented flowers. We jogged quietly for a while and I was still considering whether to ask Sarah another question. There weren’t many flowers that I recognised. What is she thinking about?
. “Do you know Calla Gravelle?” she looked up at me to show she was paying attention. It was a honey-sweet scent of flowers. “I think she is. In fact I only recognised Freesias. Especially. I couldn’t make a decision so I concentrated on studying the surroundings.” Sarah said out of the sudden. My head sunk unconsciously in the most adorable scent in the world.she knew the answer. I didn’t know what species did any of them belong to.” I grinned widely at her. I looked up at her. As I listened to the sounds of nature I made my mind up about asking Sarah another question.I was sure. We were an addition to the music of this forest where birds sang. There also were full of majesty mighty trees. she was right and I felt silly for troubling myself so much earlier on. “Isn’t she a daughter of Alistair Gravelle?” it sounded more as if she was asking herself rather than me. There was a different kind of plant wherever I rested my eyes.
His wife. Lets go. Every little information about the Gravelle family felt precious to me because I wanted to know more about them. Little beads of perspiration hung to my forehead. It’s my favourite jogging location… It’s so peaceful and alluring.“Mr. Sarah grinned widely. I could feel them slowly slide down on the surface of my face until they reached my chin and dropped to the ground. The fact that that Nicolas might be just a relative to Calla never stumbled across my mind and now I felt quilt show up. Her face fell slightly as if she didn’t want to go back yet. Calla. have you met him by any chance?” Sarah chirped out. your friend is her step-daughter and Nicolas is her son.” She told me. “Come on Kate. “Yes Kate. I gave her an affirming nod because I wasn’t able to say a word. “Yeah. He does a great job there by the way.” I chuckled.” That explained a lot.
. shower would be good. I savoured every little bit of the fragrance. It’s quarter to seven. You got to go to school at eight and I bet that you would like to take a shower before you go out. “Do you come here often?” I pointed at the astonishing surroundings. 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 think that Nicolas also goes to your school. Sarah passed me some tissue to wipe my face and then we started running towards home. “Yes. squinting my eyes with pleasure in the act of it. I was clammy with sweat. “Anjali looks after the house and children. “Ok then. It was the type of quilt people feel when they judge someone incorrectly. “Yes…indeed but unfortunately…it’s time to go. it’s really alluring indeed. “Yes. Gravelle works for the local hospital for mentally ill people.” I sighed and then took one more big sniff of the sweetly scented air. Anjali doesn’t work but I think she does a great as a housekeeper.” She whispered as if saying it quietly will make everything better.” Sarah said after checking the time on her golden watch. I found everything very interesting to listen to. Don’t you just think?” She answered in a dreamy voice that caused me to smile uncontrollably.” Sarah informed me. If that really was what she felt then I felt exactly the same way.” I grinned and in return I gained a sight of Sarah’s eyes sparkle from joy. Sarah did the same.
She looked deeply in to my eyes as if she was excepting to see something there. “According to what I’ve been told by the nurse. Waiting a second after every single word before she said another. School was great. scanning my face as we ran.We ran in silence. breathing deeply and fast.” I answered and waited for more questions to come because I was sure that my aunt won’t let go of this too soon.” Sarah smiled but her eyes still showed concern a curiosity. “I told you yesterday. “So did Angela get any Australia coming gifts?” I changed the subject suddenly. Dove I think. so I had to check if my cute sister is getting anything which would seem as the only fair way. What on Earth am I going to say. “It’s no big deal.” I stammered. She
. We breathed in through our noses and out through our mouths because that is the correct way of breathing when exercising. “Who by?” she raised her eyebrows. “By a nurse… Mrs. um…was told to go home.I fainted because my brain didn’t get enough oxygen.-Whydid-you-faint?” She said slowly and calmly.” I murmured.not wanting to talk about yesterday.” I told her and she seemed relieved. I’ll have to tell her everything. Sarah smirked and sped up from jogging speed into sprinting. “Why did you!?” She exploded (only after taking in a few deep breaths). we gave her loads of toys and clothes which she is more than delighted with. “I. Too bad. I sped up too until I was at the same level of speed as her.” I repeated the nurse’s words which sounded like a plain lie to me. I pretended to clear my throat so that I could have at least few seconds to think. also I didn’t want to be favoured. My lying skills were suddenly gone. “I-answered-your-question-now-you-should-answer-mine. “I-I fainted. “Yes. “Why? What happened?” her aqua eyes winded form concern and surprise. That’s a bit of a slip-up. “How was school yesterday Kate?” I was surprised that Sarah asked me a question that I would have answered yesterday. “Then why did you come home early yesterday?” So she has realised.” I lied but I didn’t make an eye contact. Sarah’s eyes winded even more as I told her the reason why I was sent home.that I’m going to keep to myself. except from my opinion of why did I faint. Sarah raised her eyebrows and then sighed.
After I showed my gratefulness to my mother Marie for making the breakfast.laughed beautifully and sped up even more. My face was strawberry red after the amount of exercise I would have done this morning. “Sarah. The digital clock that stood proudly on the microwave was pointing out exactly seven o’clock. “Can you do that for me? Please?” I asked. “Wow. out of place. She nodded and then the corners of her mouth raised into a kind smile. When I finished I took all my clothes off and stepped into the icy shower which felt soothing against my burning body. I ran to my personal bathroom.” Teased my mum. The whole kitchen was laughing and I couldn’t help but to laugh with them. I took the hairbrush from the windowsill and started the fierce battle of untangling my hair. My hair looked wild. “Sarah!” I shouted for my aunt who didn’t realise the emptiness by her side. I started running even faster and caught up with my auntie once again. 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. When we reached home everyone was already up and there was breakfast waiting on the table. It was tangled by wind into thousand knots. She turned around quickly and sprinted like an arrow in my direction.
. We both laughed and kept the same speed for the rest of the way. What has happened? My daughter has improved on punctuality. I stopped out of the sudden because I had something important to announce. 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. I was still sticky form sweat when I was eating my portion of fried eggs and fresh fruit. I always was either too late or too early. I looked at my reflection.
I did not have a clock to check what time it was because my sister. ‘From confusion to precision. It was Sunday morning and it was raining.listening to the constant dripping of the rain that after a while became deafening. sat up and sighed. I cursed the rain about hundred times before I tightly shut my eyes and pulled the blanket over my head. no matter how I would have laid myself on the bed. 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. To be honest I felt sorry for her. 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. People should be waken up in a delicate. I simply can’t change my point of view about things. She got really done by my parents. I turned from one side to the other.CHAPTER 5
wo weeks of school passed. 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.’.trying to get at least five more minutes of precious sleep. I myself find clock alarms not suitable for waking people up. After about two more tries I gave up.as I call it.trying to get as comfy as possible. I fidgeted in the bed.
. Now I can exactly remember every single turn and every single crossing and where every single lights come up on those routes. 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 had to go everywhere where my friend did as if I was pulled by her). subtle way. I’ve learned my way around the
school buildings last Monday. I started grumbling and complaining silently under my breath. I simply had to groan. Angie would have smashed it one morning when the sound of alarm clock would have annoyed her. I can’t deny and so I won’t that I’m extremely proud of myself for making a very fast progress. I could not feel content so I had to turn once more and then again and again. I simply learned the routes by heart.
After that I sluggishly went downstairs to make myself some breakfast. I hurried back to kitchen and glanced at the bloody-red numbers on the digital clock. I jumped off the bed on to the icy floorboards which squeaked as I landed on them. Something deep inside me pulled me towards the moon and stars. I was in half way back to my bedroom when I reminded myself about the need of knowing the time. That is because I was observing the golden stars with the brand new telescope my parents bought me yesterday. dried them with a soft cloth and then put them where they belonged to. It wasn’t as bright and cheerful now but dreary in every possible way. 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. I love tracing shapes on the sky and making up my own constellations. I always found space fascinating and mysterious. When I was little I used to have a telescope but I broke it. When I eventually finished I washed the dishes. I sighed. I was getting better at this every day. I’ve made two sandwiches with jam and a cup of steaming hot cocoa. I stood on the bed and pressed my face against the cold roof window to see where the sunshine was visible behind the clouds. It was nine in the morning. I estimated the time to be about ten o’clock in the morning.I realised. It wasn’t a very big difference if compared to my previous comparisons of my estimated time to the real time. in fact I’m quite glad she did because I didn’t like that clock much anyway. It was nice and warm last night.
. If I was to describe it to someone I would say that it was mind-clouding.sky blue but today they seemed gray as if the colour was sucked out of them. The sun rays were cutting through the clouds just above the burgundy roofs of the houses on the opposite side of the road. Generally the walls were painted my favourite colour. I’ve never owned another telescope until yesterday. Even the air seemed different. The imagined clock in my head was one hour late. I quitted the kitchen and dashed into my room which looked a far cry from the usual due to the change of weather. The sky was cloudless and the shinning stars stood out perfectly on the indigo backdrop.therefore I don’t exactly blame Angela for killing my clock. I ate and drank reluctantly. It wasn’t as light and refreshing. I was tired. 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. Yesterday I would have gone to sleep at two at night.
I get to know Calla better. Calla definitely is one of the kindest people I’d have met as far as I live. It might sound unfair or nasty but if to think about I many people put what matters more to them in the first place. 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.
. 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. Everyone looked as if hey were suddenly hungry and frustrated at the same time. (Couch Martin was certainly the nicest PE teacher I had. and spun around on it. Everyone was staring at the wound with the same expressions on their faces as my aunt when I hurt myself. He is very lean and athletic. I thought about the next day after I fainted.if I read the expressions right which I hoped that I did not. I wanted to fly out of the window just to get away from the pack of gazes that were fixated on me . The only thing I can remember is that five people introduced themselves at once. We practically talked non-stop on breaks. I don’t remember their names because I was never particularly good at memorising anything especially if something did not interest me too much. He has honey blond hair and pale skin as if he is an albino. 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. The mood in the room changed into indescribable. When I stood up warm blood was tricking out of the small wound. A few minutes have passed and I started reminding myself of the past two weeks. I craved to be able to fall asleep whilst it rained. I found out that she was just like me in many ways. Everyone was still asleep after a week that was filled with heaps of hard work. It worried me because of all the stares I gained (that if they could they would pierce me with their intensity and hatred). 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.I sat on the armchair. beside the desk. 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. 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. I covered my mouth with my hand as I gave out a long and loud yawn.) I was send outside so that couch Martin could talk to the rest of the class. As I tripped my knee slid along a sticking out floorboard. I was shot with stillest from the eyes of students walking past in the corridor since the first PE lesson.
nearly on top of her lungs. Another thing is that there’s more to it. Interesting things not only happened in the school but also in between my family. for example. In the nurse’s office my knee was taken care of by Mrs.
. ‘New house.obviously knowing that I was pushing my dreams too far. It can be small but very comfy or it can be big and beautiful and so on.” Murmured Calla just as quietly (more to herself than to anyone else) then jumped up towards me and gripped my arm. (He always sits with me and Calla at lunch times.) His voice was so beautiful as he spoke and so mind-boggling… simply unforgettable. I was told that Sarah bought a new house for my parents.’ As I’ve been told.” Answered the coach just before we vanished from everyone’s sight. It is hard not to think about it and his breathtaking cerulean eyes.) There was one thing that made me smile as I reminded myself of the first week of school. Calla and Nick. He even smiled (I realised that he rarely smiles) as he said hello. they would only smirk and tell me that I’ll see in my own time.“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.’. I was never disappointed so I imagined the ‘new house’ almost as a castle. On the last Friday. “Thanks Miss Gravelle. I like the sound of it and my imagination is simply exploding with ideas of how the ‘new house’ may look. The house has got possibilities. “I can do it. Of course Sarah came up with her ‘You’ll love it dear. It was lunch time when that happened. I laughed internally at all those thoughts. “Kate! Kate!” I heard my mum yell. and whenever those words came out of her mouth. Sometimes I catch myself craving for the sound of his ravishing voice. 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. Dove.( That is everyone except from the teachers. It was the day when Nick officially introduced himself to me. When I tried to insist on the grown-ups to tell me what is the ‘new house’ like. with headphones placed in his ears. So after that everyone begun to avoid me. I didn’t think that the plaster was necessary but she insisted to put on anyway.
“Well. but you’re very silly!” I exclaimed. I had this idea going on in my head that nothing interesting will happen today so. my mother said this.” My eyes nearly popped out of their places as Marie. I was just worried that you ran away or something. as I always did when I had that feeling. “There you are love!” She sighed. is such a strong character. behind her ears.
. I took “White Fang” off the shelf and started reading. “I don’t want anything from you.” I laughed at her and she grinned widely. that was getting in her face. it almost comes alive with every word I read. The excitement could be clearly felt in the house. I wondered where has she been thinking I was. “Yes mum. Sarah went to town to hire some vans and to buy boxes and sticky-tape for packaging. The wolf.“Are you there Kate?” I rolled my eyes at the unnecessary concern in her voice. The rainy morning quickly past and was followed by a lovely sunny afternoon. Do you want something from me?” I heard her respire deeply from relief. White Fang. I was lost in thought for a few seconds but then I heard footsteps and a fraction of a second later. 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. I was always amazed by their beauty. 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. I realised that she became more caring (if that was possible) since we came to Australia. People of your age do all sorts of different strange things. We were to start packing from Monday. making me roll my eyes in my thoughts. I was more than surprised to hear that my mum was expecting me to have a reason to run away. then she left me on my own in my room. the door opened and in came my mother. When I wasn’t reading I was either eating or thinking abut the new house. At dinner time my parents announced that we will be moving in the next month. All the description in it is so realistic. Sometimes when I was younger I wished I had a wolf as a pet. Marie clicked her tongue and giggled. I rolled my eyes once more. “Why would you think that I would want to run away?” I asked quietly. The most excited was my little sister Angie. I don’t know. “Mum I don’t know whether anyone has told you. She tucked her mid-neck long black hair. This obviously associated with helping my aunt and uncle to pack up. wilderness and strong spirit.
I could hear my dad chuckle loudly for a while. “Time to go to school sweetie.It was nine o’clock in the evening and time to go to bed. I couldn’t resist laughing and poking him back. You got to get ready. The next thing that I knew was that the covers were gone and that I felt cold. it was very frustrating to hear the same thing over and over again.
.” At the words ‘ice cold water’ I technically flew out of the bed at the speed of light. I washed my hair with coconut shampoo that I loved so much.” My dad chuckled and I playfully smacked him on the arm.. I have an obsession with coconut fragrance. Rule number two: if dad doesn’t seem to be right. “Ok. I rolled my eyes and then he playfully poked my ribs. “Yeah. I was positive that tomorrow something will happen. “Time to go to school sweetie. Come on. “What if you’re mistaken? Why can’t I know? What if I don’t. then see rule number one for help. that’s enough. there are some exceptions because I have a cream that smell of chocolate and a moisturiser that smells of almonds.” A well known phrase of my conversations with dad. It’s amazing. straight to the bathroom. I hurried under the warm shower. After taking a quick shower I went to bed.” He said this every time I tried to get some information out of him.. The next morning I was waken up by my dad. I sometimes think that I gained most of the humour from him. 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. Nearly all of my cosmetics smell of coconut. you’ll love it. I couldn’t guess if it will be a good or a bad thing but I simply knew that it will be something memorable. I was quite surprised because usually it was either Sarah or Marie who did the waking up in the whole house. “Rule number one: dad is always right.” He cut me off at midsentence with one loud ‘Shhh’.” My dad said in a sing-song voice grinning. stretched widely and grinning. don’t make me drag you out of bed and wet you with ice cold water. We always got along well. and then I could hear his heavy steps when he was going downstairs. he reminded me of my childhood. closed my eyes and was immediately lulled by the peaceful voices of the grown ups coming from downstairs. “Will you tell me about the new house?” I pleaded in a voice nearly as sweet as sugar.’ I yawned. pulled the covers over my head.
I was dragged back on Earth as the passenger door clicked and opened wide.two males and two females. I turned the keys in the ignition and the engine silently purred to life. I kicked the gas peddle and speeded towards South Sydney High School. I parked at my usual spot near the big sign. except that her eyes weren’t like Calla’s warm emerald ones.
. I automatically looked around and saw them. “Are you ready to go then? Have you got everything you need?” I asked because she tends to forget her belongings. then I’ll talk to him when he sits on my table on lunch. They were stood near the lamp-post on my left. as far as I could tell from the distance. After ‘byes’ have been said. On the way to school I switched the radio on and my sister started singing along with the song. but poison-green as eyes of a viper. I was thinking about how to start a conversation with Nicolas. “Yes. then I ate some breakfast which was a bowl of honey cereals with warm milk. I went upstairs one last time to brush my teeth and than. If not the height difference between them. just setting my foot on the ground when I felt eyes of a stranger on me. the colour of roared up pieces of coal. Both of the women had the looks of top supermodels. I was just opening the door. I’ll talk to him on a geography lesson. The other girl had ginger hair. “Fine. and if not. It was a group of four people. and in came Angie. She grinned and then she kissed me on the cheek. but don’t blame me when you realise that you are missing something because I have asked. that’s why it was so easy to spot them. I patiently waited in my car for my sister Angie to come. They were all intensely observing me.” She rolled her eyes and then I stuck my tongue out at her. Her eyes were raven black and filled to the edges with hatred. The male part of the group was just as beautiful and just as full of bitterness. Sometimes I felt as if he wasn’t listening to music but eavesdropping to my conversations with Calla. I joined her but I was lip-singing because my singing skills are unbearable. In the mean time. therefore.I was feeling awkward to have him sit on my table and say nothing. cute voice. All of them had skin as white as porcelain. She was shorter than me.After showering I blow dried my hair and dressed and packed for school. The two men looked like brothers. I’ve checked twice.” She chirped in her childish. One of the women had charcoal hair and green eyes. then. 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. It wasn’t hard to spot them anyway. I would say that they were twins. I have this idea weighing my mind that he probably knows more about me than I about him. six parking spaces away from me.
“She is too cold to be human Jenifer. “Do you really have to have a snack all gathered around me?” I whispered faintly. “Nonsense! Blood is flowing in her veins. I could smell it from there. The breathing got closer. I could not tell what was happening. I took them less than a blink to gather around me. If I wasn’t human then what else could I be. I could have had as well punched a mountain and I would have ended up with the same injuries. There was a fight going on around me and I was the prize apparently.
. I blinked. (Only because I had that feeling that if I will take my eyes of them. Then I kicked but I ended up bruising my self.I thought sarcastically. all four of them pounced at me. “Oh nothing sweetie.that the person talking to me is no one pleasant. His skin was so hard…but I didn’t give up.) I could not bring myself to turn away. full of suspicion and unpleasant thoughts. I looked at them all. I ended up with a sharp pain of a sprained wrist.” I stood there not being able to move even though I knew that I should run as fast as possible away of these queer beings. then something unexpected happened and I was on the sandy ground once more with my face hidden. “W-what do you want from me?” I stammered. I gasped. I took a big swing and punched him in the stomach as hard as I could…he didn’t even flinch but I ended up with a broken arm. I was knocked down on to the ground. The woman who the taller man called Jenifer (she was the woman with eyes of a viper) loudly sniffed with her nose. One of the men( I didn’t care which) grabbed my head and lifted me up. I could feel my heart beat faster than wings of a hummingbird. There was no laughter but constant shouting and groaning from pain. I heard laughter all around me. We are just about to have a little snack. I was surrounded by four faces of the strangers that were everything but friendly. 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.I stared at the lot of them for a long time. my hands always are inhumanly cold but so were my mum’s when she was of my age. The group laughed in a sinister way and then. my breathing became uneven. I punched him with my other hand… in vain.” True.” The girl with hair of colour of roared up pieces of coal giggled unpleasantly. I could feel a cold shallow breath near the back of my neck. they will jump past all the six parking spaces down to me and tear me apart limb by limb. The taller of the men grasped my hand but then he let go very quickly with a surprised look on his face.
How long did I lay like that? I did not know.I did not want to see what was happening… I’ve seen too much already. “Where are you taking me?” I questioned half out of curiosity and half out of the craving to hear the melody of his voice.
. I didn’t answer or open my eyes because I wanted to hear the voice again. I wanted to help them so much that it ached my heart to watch. I tried to stand up but the pain was stronger than my will. I didn’t go far when people started running from all directions. If I could only mange to drag myself to reception then I could call for help. They were punching and kicking and giving headlocks but they did not get hurt. “Can you stand up?” He said but there was something about the tone of his voice that made me think that he doubted that I will say yes. It felt so right to be curled up in his arms. that could belong to only one person. I tried to observe the person that in a way rescued me from something dreadful. I closed my eyes. no matter how hard the punches they gave seemed to me from where I laid. “Kate? Kate? Can you hear me?” I heard the most beautiful voice. I intensified my sight and saw Calla and Nick in the centre of the fighting bundle. the fight was still going on but at some distance away from me. And what about my friend Calla? Is she okay? “Nick?” I breathed softly. “Yeah?” I finally answered weakly with my eyes opened wide. ask. How much time has past since it all started? Should it not have finished by now? And why was Nick not as hurt as I was? I saw him punching and kicking and not breaking his bones. It wasn’t what I really wanted to ask but I reckoned that this was more important. However I tried to stand up anyway. but when I eventually stuck my head up to look around. He watched me struggle for a while then he shook his head and delicately picked me up as if I was lighter than a feather. He looked straight into my eyes and nodded. waiting for what I wanted to say. It was as if we were made to fit each other. I was amazed that the skin as hard as a diamond did not hurt my friends (well Calla was my friend but then Nick is neither a foe nor a friend but I prefer to call him my friend). I somehow managed to crawl. I was glad that they were doing extremely well. “Kate?” Nick started shaking me anxiously. There was a tight crowd around me that shortly vanished to help Calla and Nicolas.with a great effort. I looked at his handsome angular face and his spiky chestnut hair that were slightly messy now. I took one last look around and saw the fight still in move.
“Is it far?” I asked. On one side I wanted it to be far.” He simply answered.“To hospital. I beamed back a little too enthusiastically but I couldn’t help it.” I was quite disappointed by the answer but the day was saved because this was the first time I saw his slightly lopsided and truly entrancing smile.
. but on the other side I wanted it to be close “No. I didn’t care for the pain as long as I’ll get some time to be alone with him.
” His clarification relieved me.CHAPTER 6
e were driving in a luxurious yellow Lamborghini at highest speed
that is legally allowed.
. except from the part when he said that the skin of those people was normal because if it was.” His stare was so hard and solemn as he was concentrating on driving that it made me feel awkward. He parted his lips slightly as if he was about to say something then he closed them again and took a deep breath.” Nick asked me and I was either deceived by my imagination or there actually was worry in his angelic voice. “Will you be able to put up with the pain for a little bit longer? It’s not far now. I sighed quietly. She was still fighting when we were going away. then I would not be going to hospital right now. “Sure. Those people fled after we drove away and I have no idea who were they and before you ask. Out of sudden an emerald heart-shaped leaf swished past the window and the colour of it instantly reminded me of Calla. and the reason why I’m not hurt is that I know how to fight without getting hurt… and so does my sister. did they? Who were they in the first place?” I came out with a fountain of questions. I don’t know why they attacked you.” I watched Nick’s expression very carefully but I did not know what exactly was I looking for. The silence in the car was piercing my bones and I didn’t like it one bit. I’ll stand it.” I assured him as convincingly as the sharp pain allowed me to. “Where’s Calla? Is she okay? Those people didn’t hurt her. “How come I be hurt so much and you are not even bruised? The skin of those attackers was harder than a diamond. “She’s not hurt. “Their skin was perfectly normal. The pain was getting unbearable and it reminded me of one more question to ask. You must have imagined something under the stress and rush of adrenaline. After all my dad taught me how to defend myself on situations like this so it wasn’t hurt because I couldn’t fight. I really needed to know the answers. “Calla is fine. with our seatbelts tightly wrapped around us.” He sighed.
“Good point. Her face was heart-shaped and bony and she had tawny bob hair that matched her bark brown eyes. “I broke my left arm and sprained my right wrist. “Are you sure that you’re feeling ok?” he questioned bitterly and I felt stung. Nicolas had very carefully put me down. This didn’t sound appealing to me. She had her eyes for no one but Nick. trying to mirror his calmness. which made me realise that we were at the hospital parking lot.
. “Yes! Why don’t you believe me?” He looked at me as if I was mentally ill. making me hurt my sprained wrist as I stopped my self from banging my head as the unexpected stop made my whole body lean forward. He slowly led me towards the old chair in front of the counter.” He smiled beautifully and then we entered the emergency reception which was a small room with a glossy glass partition behind which two women were sat. He locked the car with one gentle press of a button on his keys and then he carried me towards the hospital. but I know what I saw. I started thinking what I would tell them. Nicolas had to clear his throat quite loud before she took a slightest notice of us. seeing my pointless attempts of doing it myself and then he picked me up and held me in a bridal style way. He shook his head and sighed and then he opened his door. They will be asking questions like if he is my boyfriend or if I fancy him. “Thanks. “Because it’s impossible! No one moves so fast!” I wondered how he managed to keep his voice under control. I rocked from side to side and I was close to falling but he saw me helplessly waving my arms in search of balance and steadied me. not even one bit. He opened the door for me. “Do you think that my parents know that I’m in hospital and that I’m with you?” I whispered just before we entered the emergency room.” I finally caught her attention as I spoke this loud and clearly. It was more because of the fact that he was holding me and if I was to describe it I don’t think I would be able to. “I’m sure that your parents will get told about it. “How can I help?” she asked with a squeaky voice. I felt warmth spread in my body but it wasn’t because he was very warm (slightly too warm even). My parents will be asking a lot of questions when they will be told that I was brought to hospital by a boy.” I said.“Right. maybe I’ve imagined that their skin was very hard but how can you explain the speed that they moved in? It took them a single blink of my eye to get to me from the distance of six parking spaces!” I shrieked and then he briskly kicked the brake. One of them was busy talking on the phone and the other one was filing her nails. and then he put his arm around my waist to prevent me from falling and hurting myself more than I already was.” I muttered and saw him smirk.
the sun not too high in the sky but high enough to give a warm cuddle to he surroundings. My right hand. which gave out a piercing noise like a band of people screaming all at once. The room was rather wide and tall. was only badly bruised but my left hand was definitely broken so I had to have a cast put on it which took quite a while. the emotions behind them were covered up safely from my eyes. “I have been phoned by your school when I was in work and I was so worried. Marie probably felt into hysterics and dad was most likely comforting her the best he can.“Can I have your details please?” She asked and then stuck her stare to Nicolas once again. We have waited about fifteen minutes before we were called in by a gray-haired doctor with crinkled from wrinkles face. she has told us to take a seat in the waiting room. They seemed closed from the surrounding world. I gave her all the details including my British address and then. I studied the perfect angles and the shade of his smooth skin and then I studied his cerulean eyes that at the moment seemed like two bright sapphires. “Come back in six weeks time for a check-up. and hopefully the last. I was already imagining what is to be expected when I enter the house. After I was prescribed some strong painkillers. bye. I always believed that doctors don’t smoke and live a very healthy life style. I took the deepest breath in my life. The walls were painted clean white and two rectangular information boards hung opposite to each other. I was asked what has happened and then I had both of my arms xrayed. It was ten o’clock in the morning when I got home. which hurt a lot because my arms had to be constantly touched and moved (especially my left arm). I and Nick walked back (with some effort I could walk on my own) to the Lamborghini.” She was close to crying on my shoulder. and before I even set my foot on the marble floor I was pulled in a tight hug by Sarah. I walked there with some support from Nick and I could tell that my bruised leg was getting better and the pain was slowly easing away.” He smiled without looking at me. It was the first broken limb in my life. after she has checked that she has got all the correct details and when she was informed who Nick is to me (he told her that he is my brother). twisted the door handle and opened the door. I studied his angelic face for a while.
.” The doctor said and I could smell the strong scent of tobacco coming from him. The seats were dark blue and clearly worn out because of the lighter shade of blue where the person would sit. to my relief. “Bye then. drove to the pharmacy to buy the painkillers and then set off towards Sarah’s. “Yeah.” I murmured back and jumped out of the car which was gone before I had a chance to turn around.
Her eyes were sore from the tears that tickled down her cheeks looking like little crystals in the morning light that was coming in through the window. especially as I looked at my dad again and only now did I realise how hard was he trying to keep tears away.” He said in a well controlled voice. and he raised his hands defensively and sat down on one of the kitchen chairs. Andrew was just about to grasp my arm to help me walk but I looked at him with raised eyebrows. “Glad to see you alive kid. “Oh. “Dear child…” he started awkwardly but then he changed his mind and simply gave me a short hug.
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Pictures: I’ve made this in Gimp and these are cerulean eyes. I thought that they started the fight for fun but it is somehow more obvious now.” She argued and then she let me go so fast that I wobbled and was steadied by my mum just in time. :)
.Nick’s eyes. I walked to the kitchen.“But everything is okay aunt. which between me and him meant that I didn’t need any help. The mood in the house was nearly equal to the mood that would be present here if it was my funeral. my dear Kate! They could have had knives or other weapons! And what if no help would have came…” She sobbed hysterically and was immediately pulled by my dad into his arms.” I patted her on the shoulder “No.” He was looking extremely delighted. Next was Logan. “I’m glad that you’re okay other than the broken arm of course. your arm is broken so not everything is okay. and his skin colour too. I would not have suspected today’s attackers to have the will to kill me then…until I got home.
This is Kate’s hair on the darker side (my hair that is)
And this is Kate’s hair on the blonder side (my hair again!) maybe you can’t see that much difference but pictures don’t give the justice of anyone’s hair (at least not the ones taken by my camera lol)
(The eye colour was also changed in Gimp)
. Also the person (who ever it is) looks a bit like Calla.And the front view of the hair when it’s on the blond side (my hair again[believe it or not but my hair IS 100% naturally coloured in that way])
Emerald eyes.Calla’s eyes.
This is Sarah. Not as tanned as she should be though. (changed in Gimp)
Time for Logan everyone (changed in Gimp).this is the closest I could get:
she doesn’t dress in that way.it’s hard to get the effect I wanted.
.What would the story be without Kate!? Well. :)
This is the mean woman with poison green eyes.it is not exactly how I imagined her. Here she isedited in Gimp Jessica Alba:
Additional note about the picture above: Kate’s appearance is based on my own but Kate is wayyyy prettier than me.but she does look mean and she has got changed by me eyes and she is pale and she has black hair :) I hope that the eyes look poisonous enough.
If you would like to know what anyone else looks like then tell me :)