Sunrise

KLAUDIA KARBOWIAK

Copyrighted © by Klaudia Karbowiak All Rights Reserved

PREFACE

H

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.

CHAPTER 1

I

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.

I knew that my dad Andrew didn't like showing his feelings much and that he felt the same way as Sarah. To my surprise it was more comfortable than in the other car. that you shouldn't drive by yourself. I saw his hazel eyes get warmer. "Well. We can't stand here forever. "It's not your fault that it took us so long just to learn basics of English.. um. when they talked to her on the phone. Aunt Sarah has nothing to do with it. I was to get started the following Monday. Did Sarah send you as a messenger?" he said." my dad said as politely as he could. decided that I should keep you company. I. I know I am a good person but she couldn't have stated that without knowing me more. Thank you. He seemed more relaxed. I got out of the silver BMW and marched towards much bigger blue Citroen. The whole way to my relative's house. . "That's a great idea dear. Sarah couldn’t and didn’t complain. I felt sorry for Logan who had to drive on his own. and now let’s get moving."Sarah. "No. I found out that he and my aunt have already found a school for me.. I chatted to Logan about England and told him how much I hated it there. I'm a rather sociable man. It was so simple at the moment to make someone smile. To be honest I was scared that I won't be liked. "Hi." answered my aunt in a grateful tone. I still had today and tomorrow until Monday though so I've got time to mentally prepare myself." he comforted her. that I'll be an outsider in a country of my dreams.if it comes to happiness and excitement." after these words I sat myself on the passenger seat. I wondered how many things my parents would have told her about me and my sister. you know we would have come earlier if not our language problems." I said. Logan welcomed me with a warm smile and such thoughts escaped my mind. 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 would have never thought that talking to Logan would be so easy and pleasant. 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 answered honestly. if that was possible. for I did enjoy making people happy especially when all I had to do was to keep company. Angela. I bet this will greatly satisfy him. So don't blame yourself.just like I was one in England. We got ourselves sat comfortably in the BMW with Sarah behind the wheel. I was going to go to South Sydney High School in Maroubra. From his voice I could tell that something was bothering him. You are such a good child. "Maybe I should go with uncle Logan? I will keep him company.

after Logan has parked his car safely in one of the garages. 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. Her chocolate brown eyes that I sometimes envied searched for any signs of injury on me. Maroubra belongs to the local area of the city of Randwick." declared Logan. I went up the stairs. "We were talking about Australia." He answered in one breath.probably that I hurt myself on something in the garage which. Unlike the other houses. even though I was tired. Maroubra also is a part of Eastern suburbs region.every window was decorated with stained glass at the upper part of it which was really effective in attracting attention to itself. It had two garages and beautiful windows. My mum seemed to realise that.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. at least two garages and a swimming pool. There was a long corridor with four doors.” I answered.I didn’t want to sleep yet." "Okay mum. "What took you so long out there?" asked my mum with unnecessary concern in her voice. Then we went through the honey wood door inside where others have been waiting." my mum added quickly before I vanished from her eyesight. We will help him with that so it will be pretty soon. By the way. We stopped in front of the biggest house on the street. The door was made out of honey coloured wood which composed well with the sunflower yellow paint in which the house was painted. "You need to rest dear. in fact I couldn't blame her for. "In Maroubra in New South Wales. ask aunt Sarah for the way to your room. "She is upstairs by the way. It is placed ten kilometres South-East from Sydney central business district if you wish to know. it didn't have a swimming pool or a garden (that I could see). I said it halfheartedly because I suddenly felt tired. "Where exactly in Australia are we now?" I had to ask.I was purely curious. I wonder what she thought. "Oh" was all I could say because something about the house made me not even want to think about moving into a different one. I think that you will like it. . I'm a magnet to blood spilling situations. I jumped as one of them opened and my aunt came out." I moaned. Each one of them had it's own garden. She definitely was over caring.

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

Please lead the way. I was lucky not to fall over but also unlucky. She gave a quick glance at my dressed finger. “Do you want to see that amazing thing or not dear?” She looked unsure. My hair was brown with blond streaks." she reminded me. It was Sarah. I had a long and relaxing bath and then dressed myself in shortsleeved pyjamas then I quickly blow-dried my hair and brushed my teeth.” I quickly ran down the stairs.” She grinned. After those routines I went to bed and quickly drifted into a deep sleep.I corrected myself. I saw blurred but familiar face in front of me. She led us out . Blood started oozing from the wound. “Here you go.” Sarah passed me a strip of plaster. straight teeth. “Well if you are come here then.showing her perfect. I grabbed myself on the banister in the last fraction of second. It was an automatic response. Next morning someone woke me up.grandmother’s. Her aqua blue eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. trying to be as quiet as possible but I almost tripped on the last step. my dad's round face and medium sized nose and my mum's beautiful lips.I could have it either with streaks or without streaks at any time.” I didn’t want a tiny cut to spoil whatever amazing thing was waiting there for me. I tied up my tangled hair. my hair was light brown with blond streaks. it must have been concern. "Wake up Sleeping Beauty! You have to hurry. I stood up and took a blue dress (the Australia coming present) from the cupboard and changed quickly in the bathroom. “Are you ready yet?” I heard a voice coming from downstairs. my hair was medium-dark brown and when it was on the right side. I was what my family and people from Poland called beautiful. I wasn't really bothered to do anything else with it now. My mum envied the thickness of my hair and the way it shone. I groaned and put my finger in my mouth.amazing things don’t last forever. It was natural. “Of course I want to. “Get yourself dressed quickly but be quiet because everyone else is still asleep. She turned away from me quickly so I couldn’t examine them closer but from what I caught a glimpse of. When it was on the left side. It was all up to where I put the parting on my hair. I gave out a long yawn and then stretched myself.I've never dyed it or even planned to. There was something I haven’t seen before in her eyes. My hair was special. She was grinning. a silly question aroused in my head: Could it have been…hunger in her eyes? No. I had a dreamless night. there was a little piece of nail sticking out and it scratched the tip of my forefinger at my right hand.she must have heard me groaning and guessed what happened.

which made me flinch. I didn’t recognize any of those birds except from a lonely pair. When we came back in everyone was up and Sarah started making breakfast. “Sarah.” That seemed to have convinced her. “W-o-w. “There’s everything ready on the kitchen table. A pair of Rainbow Lorikeets. because it was the sort of book that usually took me a day to read. please?” She asked and I nodded. After I ate the breakfast I drifted away to my bedroom. My aunt smiled warmly and her aqua blue eyes sparkled with what I knew was happiness. There were different colours also but those stood out the most. I got scratched few times. I passed Sarah the bags. The point of it is to keep my head away from thinking about tomorrow.” I pointed at the loveliest birds out of them all.” She confirmed. Birds became more animated.” She pointed at the few scars she had on her right hand. “Wow. How could she believe that I wouldn’t like such an amazing thing. “Yes. It’s amazing. She opened them and started chucking the contents all over the place. “You seem to love this?” It was more of a question than a statement.” This made her glow.and ran back to the garden.” She said. The clock said that it was only ten past seven in the morning. And she doesn’t behave like other people of her age that I know.of the house into the garden which I haven’t seen before because it wasn’t seen from the road. fighting for food. “Let’s go. . It was about wolves. I would have read it few times before. There were different tints of blue feathery balls sitting on one of the tree branches and various shades of red ones on a different one.” I thought I was dreaming. How can I not love it? It’s something I’ve never seen before. “I thought I was dreaming when I saw it all. “We need to feed them. that’s right. It was the biggest garden I would have seen so far and the most amazing one. She looked so young. 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. They are quite dangerous when they fight for food. There were birds of varied hues and sizes wherever I rested my eyes. I had a lot of time so I picked up a book “White Fang” from the shelf.moan about everything and keep on repeating that she is too old.

I finally found myself in ‘Dreamland’ but without dreams. It was time to sleep but I couldn’t close an eye. . Everything seemed so loud. In the evening. I finished the book and all the thoughts I kept from my mind.Reading the book took me the rest of the morning and whole afternoon with breaks for lunch and dinner. ‘What if I won’t be liked because of my appearance or because of the way I talk.a buzz of a fly. just after the supper.to my surprise it worked. Everyone was asleep except from me.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.every little rustle seemed to keep me fully awake. . so I tried ‘counting the sheep’. murmur of the wind against the leaves. inevitably rushed into my consciousness.

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

it was daytime after all).shimmering in a profusion of sunlight. She smiled a wide grin of perfect teeth back at me. unpack the other one.” She almost chirped those words in her excitement. “You must be joking me! The car of my dreams in a country of my dreams? I’m being greatly spoiled here.found myself holding a little. She seemed to glow and looked happier than ever. It reminded me of the necklace from my favourite grandmother that I’d have lost few years before. “Anyway. I examined the item in my hands closely. ready for me to sit in it comfortably and drive it. We stopped outside the house where the car was parked. I froze as I tore the paper off.” I responded smiling.” She gesticulated towards my mum and smiled. Your dad said that this is the car you wanted to get in the future. She looked like she is going to jump over the moon (if it there was one out. I opened it. also excited. Her eyes sparkled like never before. I was amazed and second time since I’ve been here I had to think whether I was worth it all.” I teased my aunt.whenever at her home office or in . Sarah’s long blond hair was tied up in a neat bun (it was like that only when she was doing some work.showing her perfect teeth. It is for good luck dear. And if the car wasn’t enough in it’s own grace. Here in my hands I was holding . What is the point of ‘Australia coming presents’ anyway? Is it to keep me here? To help me settle? I’ve been brought back on Earth as Sarah grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the front (honey wood) door. It was exactly the colour I would have dreamed about to have my car painted. I envied a little the way her beautiful eyes sparkled happily. “I picked this one with your mum in the internet. 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. It was a gold necklace with a flower shaped charm that had a carving of Mary and baby Jesus on it. It made me smile. It was a Peugeot 307 convertible. “Okay. It used to be my personal source of good luck. it was painted a fiery orange metallic colour. The car I wanted so much is parked right here. black gift box that jewellery is given in.car keys. “You’ve got to see it. It was beautiful.” She was so excited. in harmony with her feelings. I was curious indeed. “But… could it be-?“ I was so amazed.

” My aunt smiled and kissed my cheek for goodbye like aunts often tend to do.” I sweetly smiled to my cute six-year old sister and seized her delicate hand.” I grinned. Bye Kate!” She chirped in her warm voice. “Ok mum. Logan wanted to give it you personally but he had to go to work earlier today. “Wow. I was about to ask who will drive me there which sounded silly now when I had my own car. Can you do that for me?” She requested once her breathing went back to normal. GPS. I didn’t know where exactly the school was and that was the only problem. so relaxing. “Don’t worry dear. “I got to go to school.” She added and shortly vanished from my sight. I was about to open the door of my new fiery orange convertible but my mother. I should have thought that mum.” I hesitated slightly.the kitchen). . She sat herself on the creamy leather seat and clipped her seat belt straight away. I’m off to work now. I wouldn’t let you drive to school without you knowing the way. that’s no problem as long as I know the address.” My mum explained. love. It was so nice to sit on this seat. The door opened smoothly. I shut the door behind her and strode towards the driver’s side. “One more thing Kate. “Just look inside your car. I led her to the passenger side. Her school is on the way to yours so it shouldn’t be a problem. this car has been chosen by Logan and your dad with a bit of my help. She was already running late. Logan and whoever else was it that helped choosing this car has really made it perfect for me in every detail. “Please take Angela to school.watching her gasping for breath. “All the needed addresses are already saved on your GPS. I stiffened at the thought that I will have to drive on my own.” She said convincingly as if she read my thoughts.” I told her. I settled myself comfortably on the creamy leather seat that shone with its newness. “Angela lets go.” She winked. That reminded me of everything that was to happen todayme having to put up with school and her going to work. She was faster to open the door. “Sarah was supposed to do it but she had to go to work. “Have a nice ride then dear. “Yes mum?” I asked. Marie had cried out for me urgently and rushed out from the house with my little sister clenched on her side.

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

She nodded again. I could see its extensive pitches. 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.To my relief she nodded but I couldn’t believe a six years old child straight away. I was extremely scared but with the sun’s help I was also somehow eager and excited. She looked so cute in the pink knee length dress. It’s so magical how this hanging on the sky ball of fire can affect me and many others around. 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. so it is five kilometres away from Sarah’s house’ I made a quick calculation in my head.probably of her age. She turned around and waved goodbye with her delicate hand. She unclipped her seatbelt.running towards her new class mates. my mood would surely match it perfectly. also waving goodbye. My school wasn’t as close to Sarah’s house as Angela’s but it was not far away either. I drove slowly. “Are you sure? Maybe you want me to come with you?” I wouldn’t want to get in trouble with my parents. There was one pitch that I knew was especially designed for running and other athletic activities. I . My nerves were in shreds…first day at school.chocolate brown and she had my dad’s brown hair. It was surrounded by a thick.” She pointed at a group of kids. ‘My school is four point four kilometres away from Angela’s school.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. She had her mum’s eyes. 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. ‘Oh God. Now I could trust her for sure. kissed me on a cheek smiling and ran off to the place where youngsters were jumping about happily. There were two football pitches with people playing football on them. I hoped that her day will be good. The sun certainly helped a lot.just over thirty kilometres. I grinned back at her. How good that the golden sun was out. If the weather would be worse. bless the sun!’ I thought. “Look Kate! It’s there where these kids are playing. I watched her for a while.

it will make me stand out with my light. There also was a telephone number given and the school motto. He is a great father.’My dad would have repeated so many times. now continued striding toward the school gates. I tried to look as if nothing happened. That was one good thing that I could spot already. Strict but great. 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. This was no good.‘Let us be known by our deeds’. It made all the pedestrians look my way. She is what anyone could call a motherly friend. I can’t be too nervous about it. I was lucky. She believes that I will have an easier future. ‘You can buy beauty but knowledge you’ll be never able to buy. He told me that I shouldn’t ever follow the path he took. I’m new in this school and already I’ve done a silly thing.also wanting me to have a great future and to chose a correct path. The gate was pastel green in colour and looked quite old. He said that if he would have gone to college. 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). The crowd of students.was a good runner and I knew that I will enjoy spending time on that particular pitch. One of his biggest mistakes according to his stories was the one to choose not to continue with his education. I was really stiff and tensed out of sudden.as if it wasn’t me who just tooted the horn. he would have had a better job now and that our family would have had been in Australia a lot sooner. I realised that all of them were tanned. He always wants the best for me. 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. 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. whose interest was gained by my horn. The computerised voice told me that I’ve reached my destination and made me toot my horn by accident. It wasn’t that humiliating experience anyway. white sign announcing ‘South Sydney High School’ in green letters.it was sign of great stress. . I have to calm down. there was a free parking space next to a big. I was judged too much by appearance in England. Obviously everyone will glare at me. She is the believer in our family. I totally agreed with the motto. My mother would have told me the same type of stories. He would have told me about the mistakes he made and he would have changed the way I look at the world. I hope that students in here also agree with it.

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

all three women stared at me wide eyed with their mouths slightly parted. We were walking towards a small white. “And…What is your name Miss?” She asked. “Um. The other woman whispered in to the ear of the one with round glasses and now I had all three of them staring at me curiously. I answered her question with a single nod.” She shoved the book that I’ve interrupted her from reading into her bag. She looked impatient. Now I had to tell her what I wanted. Have they seen a ghost? I turned around to check if perhaps it was something behind me that they were looking at. just a notice board and the blue door I came here through. Calla started walking and I followed. She was as tall as me (about 5.4 feet). “Are you Sarah and Logan Rail’s niece by any chance?” Questioned the one with round glasses. As we came in I could tell straight away that she led me the right way. She smiled and nodded. I raised my eyebrows in confusion. She was as slim as me too.” The woman whispered something to the woman next to her as I told my name. Why would this girl want to help me anyway? I was surprised when she smiled kindly. “No problem. tall desk behind which sat three women typing something fiercely on the computer keyboards. The women shook themselves and two of them went back to . “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. There was a big. no problem. “How can I help you?” She asked interested and somehow surprised by our visit.“I was just wondering if I could ask you for some help?” I hesitated slightly. There was nothing interesting. separate building with blue door.” I informed the plump woman behind the desk. One of them looked up from the computer screen. can you show me where is reception in this school… please?” I stated. The reaction I witnessed was really unexpected. then she stood up and hung her bag over her shoulder. “I’m new in this school and I don’t have a time table for my lessons.” Was her answer. “Of course. Her shoulder long jet black hair seemed to radiate in the sun. “I’m Kate Burney. lets go.

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

“I’ve only just realised that you’re in my teaching group!” Calla managed to shout over the noise of the bell. “Let’s go to E3.” She stated with a big grin across her face. 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. beamed back at me in return. “I have English in E3 first today.CHAPTER 3 T he bell rang deafeningly. “No there’s nothing wrong with that…They are both really good lawyers and everyone respects them. Isn’t that good?” She told me after the bell finally stopped informing us that we should move on.that was something my eyes would have missed at first. as I expected. making me cover up my ears. “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. We were just on time. “Yes that’s great and thanks for your help. “Aw. that was nothing. realising how very ponderous were my movements in comparison to hers. We stepped into E3. Calla beckoned for me to follow and I started walking behind her. She walked as gracefully as a model.” We both said at the same time and then laughed at our coincidence. “So you are Rails’ niece?” She asked and her expression suddenly changed from happy to unreadable.” 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. I could only follow and envy. Everyone was busy chatting and the teacher was nowhere .” I smiled at my new friend and she. the classroom was already full. I’ve checked on my time table. We also have other lessons together.

“Yes sir. making my heart beat faster. I felt quite self-conscious to stand in the middle of the classroom. always beginning with ‘Why’. I stepped back into the classroom full of gawking people. 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.to be seen. . My head was tangled in thoughts. Third time today people reacted strangely at the fact that I’m Sarah and Logan’s niece. right?” He hesitated slightly and I nodded in response. red haired boy. I felt as if I was an exhibit in a museum. it was really humiliating. ‘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. “Miss Burney.” I confirmed as I faced a rather attractive tall man with a thick. 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’ll call you back when I’m finished. “You must be Rails’ niece then. Roger by the way. jet black mop of hair and thick moustache. “You can come back in now Miss Burney. “Um. At least I didn’t have to sit next to a stranger.” He murmured under his breath. affirming nod. I’m Mr.everyone was gawking at me and some girls in the corner were holding back their giggles. Mr. I was told to sit next to Calla and that certainly was a good start. Suddenly everyone quietened down as the door behind me opened.” I heard him say. Roger gesticulated towards an empty seat. where I would have seen the red haired boy sit previously. I was out of the classroom after giving him a short. I needed someone to answer them for me before I become insane.next to a muscular. I could almost hear all the faces in the room tense as if I’ve announced someone’s death. can you just go outside the classroom so that I can speak to the class…? It shouldn’t take long. That’s me. as I presume?” Asked a male voice from behind which I knew belonged to a teacher. Calla walked towards her seat. Everyone was sat down expect from me.

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

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. nearly unbearable. What has happened and why has something happened? “Mrs. she’s waking up. Mrs.I felt a faint blush spread on my face today. The second thing I knew was that there was nothing but an overwhelming blackness spreading in my head like ink spreads in the water. ache on the top of my head.” I heard a familiar melodic voice coming from the left side of the room. McCrea handed out sheets of plain A3 paper and square boxes full of colours for each table. Humiliation spread around my body like a poison. As the blackness covered my thoughts completely. someone would be arranging a funeral for me right now. 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. Suddenly the blackness appeared again followed by the ability to think clearly. Dove. I didn’t know for how long it lasted but it did seem long. I realised that there was something familiar in his beautiful eyes. For a while neither I nor the boy reached out for the given equipment. I was pretty much sure that it belonged to Calla. . The teacher gave the stranger next to me a harsh but meaningful look which made him groan. The unknown boy glanced at the teacher with his cerulean eyes wide open in disbelief. it vanished and was replaced by complete nothingness. Dove. I must have had banged my head and I must have had hit it hard.‘If looks could kill’. He made a famous phrase jump into my mind. something I saw somewhere before. I felt really self-conscious. I managed not to groan in pain and to keep my face straight.if they could. Both of them were examining my face for some reason. I wasn’t hundred percent sure whether I saw it in England or in Australia but I knew that I will recall it sometime. I tried to sit up to show them that I was fine but I underestimated my abilities and tried to sit up too fast which ended up not only in dizziness but also in an. I opened my eyes and saw Calla and a petite woman who I suspected to be Mrs. The boy looked at me with eyes full of hatred and I felt myself shrinking in the chair. and then everything happened in a rush.

but surely it was no big deal! “I’m going to get you an ice pack for your head dear. Then it struck me…it was the most vivid flashback I would have had in my life. I always used my acting skills when telling lies. ever. naturally tan skin. How foolish of her was that. “I’m fine. It’s no big deal… You’ll have to stay here and rest for a while though. trying to remember what lead me to passing out.“How do you feel?” The petite woman (probably the nurse) asked.” I already figured that out without her needing to tell me. She seemed concentrated and tensed.” I lied. Never before in my life I would have passed out. I creased my forehead in thought and confusion. “Because your brain didn’t get enough oxygen. in fact I could feel them and they were painful.I didn’t wan to stay in here. “You’ve fainted-“ “Why?” I didn’t even let her finish the sentence. “You’ve hit your head really hard Miss Burney. “Well…” from her expression I guessed that she was looking for the right words. ignoring the growing pain on the top of my head. All I needed to know is what happened and why did it happen.” I sighed.she must had found the correct words to express herself.” Said the nurse after a while and was shortly gone out of my sight. no matter what was the situation. Didn’t I breathe because of that or what? That was unlikely especially if to consider that I never fainted before. ‘It’s no big deal…’ I repeated these words in my mind.I knew the outcomes. It was probably because I couldn’t understand how fainting away was no big deal. Does she have bad news? In one instance her expression changed into more relaxed. I’ve never fainted even when others around did. . even though I had more than one good chance to do so. I was a really convincing liar. I was using every tiny bit of my concentration. glaring at me with concern. First the mesmerizing cerulean eyes then the Geography pair work and finally the touch of the unknown boy’s soft. “What happened to me?” The nurse looked like as if she hoped I wouldn’t ask that question. I would have fainted when our hands touched by accident. My aching head somehow didn’t want to let them sink in.

It sounded quite serious yet so beautiful. Dove had to say and tried my best to memorise it. If your head hurts then get yourself a pain killer.a place I want to forget about. I waited patiently and after a while I heard nurse’s voice drifting closer. As I grinned at Calla. She was smiling sweetly. Calla stood up and walked out of the room leaving me on my own. that gained me a warm smile in return.” I looked up at Calla who was seated on the wooden chair. I put the ice pack on the place where my head hurt. well the . I couldn’t help but to grin back. Her expression was hard to read but it looked like as if she was lost in thought. 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. “You felt and banged your head on the table quite hard Kate.” I listened carefully to what Mrs. The nurse now faced Calla with a serious face. I think that miss Burney can go home now and have some rest. If there are any problems like disordered vision or dizziness then contact your doctor immediately.” The nurse came back with an ice pack clenched in her hands. This room made me think of England. “You shall go home now and have some rest dear. There were a few wooden chairs in the corner and one small window through which only a few rays of sunlight came in.it suited her. “Yes. in the corner of this small room. The nurse rolled her eyes and turned back to face me again. the nurse turned around and Calla pulled an innocent face on. “Miss Gravelle. “That’s how you’ve hit your head. I didn’t mind getting away from this small rectangular room.” She informed. “Do you want to go?” She asked and she had a hopeful look in her beautiful emerald eyes.” The door opened and the nurse entered with Calla who was widely grinning at me behind her back. 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. It was a great relief. I smiled slightly from the comfort I felt. She passed me the ice pack whilst smiling at me warmly and then disappearing from the sight.“There you go love. As an answer to her question I nodded and smiled widely.

” When she finished pointing out what job she was given. Calla smiled and motioned her hand in a way which I guessed meant that I shall stand up. “Don’t you worry. now give me the keys. “It’s a Peugeot 307 convertible…it’s fiery orange. Mrs. It’s not good for you to drive after what happened today. everything has been taken care of.” Did she really think that I wasn’t capable of driving myself. Calla wasn’t a serious type of person (as far as I knew). 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.” She assured as we turned around the corner of the building. My eyes searched for any glimpse of the fiery orange paintwork but couldn’t find it anywhere. “Great. She reminded me a lot of Sarah for a moment. I . walking behind her as I often did today. her cinnamon skin radiating from happiness. We walked outside in to the dazzling. Calla pulled an expression which I thought meant that she wanted me to continue.” She told the nurse. I felt cheerful as the profusion of sunlight and warmth hugged my face and my bare shoulders delightfully.” I told her the colour just in case she wanted to know that too. I wasn’t so sure about the serious part. I could spot the shapes of cars in the distance ahead of us. “You’ve heard the nurse miss Burney. she was a shy human being. “What make is it?” so that’s what she expected me to tell her. “Have you got a car?” she asked.I’ve got to make sure you get home safely.beautiful part did. which I love so much. “No problem. I didn’t want to cause any trouble to someone who is going to pick her up. I could also see the hefty tree where I would have met Calla this morning. “How will you get home though?” I couldn’t help asking. I tried to remember where would I have parked it. I creased my forehead. I figured out that there is no point of arguing any further and passed her the keys to my beloved car. “Yes” I answered. Dove nodded her head as a ‘thank you’ to Calla and left the room without a further word. Her graceful movements made me have a hit on my self-esteem. roasting sun. We were half way through now and I still didn’t recall it. I wondered how many days it will take me to learn my way around this school and stop feeling silly when following Calla.

” I finally remembered. 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. “They are such a good lawyers…That’s why.” I beamed. After a while of passing through long rows of cars. always making sure that we were getting closer to the sign.heated by the sun. So everyone knew where my Uncle and Aunt live… where I currently live. satisfied by her little remark. I was growing obsessive about it and that disturbed me a little. “Do you know where to go?” I asked as she pulled out on to the calm road.obviously pleased with myself. 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. It felt better that I imagined to be the leader. Her statement didn’t help much anyway. We both sat ourselves comfortably on the leather seats and clipped the seatbelts for safety. “Your car is really nice. I relaxed and smiled. “Everyone knows where the Rails live. 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. 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. I decided that I was going to give one more try on driving on my own. It seemed much bigger than I would have thought at first. This car park seemed like a maze right now and I felt like a rat searching for a slice of cheese.” Smiled Calla as she started the engine.how good that Calla was walking in front of me or else she would have realised my strange behaviour. I overtook Calla and now I was the one leading the way. there was! A white one. We ran through the aisles of parked cars. ‘Hang on… there was a sign. It was hard to hide how creepy all this sounded. with school’s motto and name on it written in green. I suddenly remembered something. Yes.started panicking.” She smiled but the smile didn’t get to her eyes. “Thanks. I managed to find my fiery orange convertible. I felt relief instantly as I stroke. my vehicle.” She answered as if she knew what thoughts and feelings evoked in me.paintwork of the vehicle. I grew even happier as I spotted the white sign that I would have just recalled. .

hoping that this way I might dump this question from my head. a lot more mysterious. I was left with one unanswered question.” So his name is Nicolas but he prefers to be called Nick. I’m going in five minutes. I couldn’t hear a word of the conversation. Instead they both swiftly got in to the car. “Hi Nicolas. I’m on a special diet. My heart beat was so fast now that it seemed as if my heart is going to escape my chest.“We’re here. “Right. It didn’t take long to spot the car that made this noise. I’m not hungry. just after Calla waved me goodbye and they were gone out of my sight without another word in a matter of seconds. I will remember that. 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. he was looking at the house with his expression unreadable.Is Calla Nicolas’ girlfriend? I shook my head. These were a lot more important. It was certainly the easiest car to spot especially if to consider that it was a bright yellow Lamborghini Gallardo.sideways to us and then the door opened and out came him. “We can go in if you want. I was hungry so why wouldn’t she be? “No. Our eyes met for a glimpse of a second and I smiled shyly. I can make you something to eat or drink.” She grinned and then passed me the keys.the reason of me fainting. thank you. His voice made me think of melting chocolate with it’s sweetness but yet it was slightly bitter.without return.” Chirped Calla towards dark skinned boy.” It was lunch time now.I thought. 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. I gasped and jumped up as I heard a tooting sound out of the sudden.” She looked amused as if she found something funny about this. These were the questions like why people reacted so strangely today and why did I faint after Nicolas touched me. .” She announced as she finished whispering through her phone. I strode towards us so fast that it looked blurry. I know I will. Is she really on a special diet? As if she needs any of that. There were more important questions to be answered but I knew that I would never bring myself to ask many of them. The car stopped. He didn’t look at me. The boy that I was sat next to on Geography. We stepped out of the car and Calla started talking to someone quietly on the phone.he was still studying the house.

What else could I have done? Bombard her with questions that sounded rude and out of this world even in my head? I told her that I’ve met Calla and that teachers were quite nice. I was glad I didn’t because it meant that all the thoughts are going to get silenced out for the night time. relieved for not having to pull a happy face any longer.as cheerful as always. I gave out a loud sigh. I was just about to go to my room when I was caught into a tight embrace by Sarah. . everyone was at work (except from Angela who was still at school). She asked me how was my school and I lied to her that it was good.just to not to make anyone suspicious. After them came Sarah with Logan. I told my parents the same stories and lies. It was lunch time and I had nothing to do so I made myself something to eat. First to come were my parents with Angela by their sides. I was shocked that none of them realised that I would have came home early. It’s not like I knew this guy for a long time. I couldn’t understand why did it bother me that much. Her aqua eyes flickered with curiosity and excitement. I was haunted mostly by this single thought since the yellow Lamborghini vanished from my sight.The house was silent when I entered. 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). It also was a relief because I didn’t feel like being tormented with questions. I took a quick shower and quickly went to sleep. I’ve let one tear escape at the thought of Nicolas and Calla together. I didn’t have a problem with falling asleep today. That was the only truth that could be revealed. After the quiet supper I ran into my bedroom. 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 reached for the tree’s bark and it was just as rough as real. was build mostly in a Greek style. I stopped in front of the wall awed because the drawings looked so realistic. I walked towards the wall. from what I could tell. willing to see what it felt and looked like. watching the fiery tongues of fire flicker cheerfully. 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. After a while I could finally confirm that the wall was covered in magnolias which were drawn on a cerulean background. It was just warm enough for a human being to feel content but not light enough to be able to study the surroundings closer. I reached out my hand to prove to my stubborn self that what I could see was just a pretty picture. I could feel it tickle me between my toes. circular room. careful not to burn my fingers. As I came closer and closer the shapes on the wall became clearer. I raised out of the comfortable armchair and seized a burning twig out of the fireplace. 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. The amber-coloured fire was the only source of warmth and light in the room. The room. . I touched the flowers and their petals seemed silky just like in reality. 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.CHAPTER 4 I was sat in a scarlet armchair in the middle of a small. My feet was bare and I could feel the comforting softness of the fluffy carpet. I was sat in front of the fire place. I held the twig firmly and then started exploring the room. I reached for the cerulean background and I felt sunrays hugging my skin.

She walked towards Nick in that graceful motion that always made me feel so ponderous. I felt outraged that they didn’t realise that I was in the room. I wildly gawked all over the place.I shoved my feet unwillingly from the intriguing wall towards one of the still. The hole I was falling into seemed to have no end at the moment. He looked at her as if he was about to turn into a kitten and give out a loud satisfied purr. 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. 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 was leering at her. I felt how rough. Sudden realisation struck me. I could tell it was Nicolas by the build and the dark skin tone. His eyes flung open and I saw a flash of cerulean in the dull light from the fire. My body seemed to have froze in place. I wanted to swivel away so that the couple can have some privacy. . She slowly wrapped her arms around his neck with a big grin of satisfaction spreading over her face. I ran towards the fireplace and placed the twig where it would have came from. I couldn’t even twitch my littlest finger. I recalled that earlier on I’d have heard the door make a creaking sound. I felt the icy carving. I was falling into the world of complete blackness…the world of inevitable blackness. manly figure. He squinted his eyes at me. After that I dropped myself in to the armchair and closed my eyes. Out of sudden everything vanished from my sight into the wild spin around me. cold sculptures. glancing at them. My eyes locked on a tall. The couple started kissing passionately. grainy and uneven the surface was. I felt the fire on the twig getting dangerously closer towards the surface of my pale skin. Calla is my friend and I felt happy for her and a little jealous. not paying any attention to the fact that I was in the room.

I was practically shouting it over the buzz of my tangled thoughts. . but I wasn’t going to let it take control of me. took a pen and a piece of paper off the mahogany kitchen table. Love. I’ll be back at seven. landing with a loud thud. I pulled out of the blankets. Now! I ran towards the cupboard full of clothes. lacy pyjama and quickly got dressed into a purple jogging suit. I went for a little jog. It was all just a dream… more of a nightmare than a dream but it still didn’t happen in reality.I was surprised when I reached the ground. I began to feel relief wash through my veins and body. I pulled off my sandy brown. She beamed at me showing off her perfect teeth and I could see her wonderful aqua eyes sparkle with excitement. I wasn’t tired and the storm of racing thoughts from yesterday made a buzzing sound inside my head. I left the note on the table. I sighed in relief. It was only five o’clock in the morning. wooden floor. dull and weighing down sound. I became as solid as a sculpture out of stone. The sort of sound that could make anyone go insane. I opened my eyes and I was lying on the floor. concentrating on repeating one intention in my head. tossed myself carelessly back on to the bed and then rubbed my temples. Don’t worry about me. I could feel that I won’t be able to sleep for any longer. I stood up from the hard. It didn’t take long to find what I desired. I was just about to open the door but I heard someone’s steps coming from upstairs. I just needed some fresh air. She made me think of a little kid being excited about Christmas. That certainly wasn’t helping me to fall asleep. She was fully dressed in sports clothes. I have to find a jogging suit and I have to do it now. Sarah wasn’t like that. the boy who made me lose my consciousness. and started scribbling a messy note. The only part of the dream that seemed to have been true was the fact that Calla.I could tell straight away that she approved to the idea of jogging at five o’clock. I gave a quick glance at the silver watch on the wall. If it was one of my parents they would tell me to go back to bed. I turned around to face Sarah. I tiptoed downstairs. Kate. It was a nonstop. beside my bed. my friend has a relation ship with Nicolas.

She folded the note and stuck it on the fridge. “Why?” She asked casually. I smiled to myself.” I explained happily. I didn’t know where I wanted to go and Sarah. She reminded me a little of a young kid that bombards others with millions of questions but most often with ‘Why?’. It felt so good and refreshing to have the wind blow in my face. grabbed the note that I left on the table and added a few sentences in her neat writing. “I’m coming. got hold of my arm and pulled me out of the house. It also felt good to have wind play with my hair. You’ll love it!” She chirped cheerfully. It was five o’clock. The constant buzzing noise in my head seemed to have quietened down and now was just an unnoticeable background whisper. Even though asking ‘Why?’ to me sounded childish. I haven’t even started jogging but I felt better already.as far a s I know her. “You seem so full of energy dear. Nothing bad will happen. making my eyes produce tears.’ It seemed to whisper in a voice that sounded like bells. “I know a great place to jog.” I smiled back. ‘The rest of the day is going to be cheerful and exciting. “Well…I guess so.” I smiled cheerfully. I smiled to her and answered her question.it’s fiery rays warming up anything that dares to stand on their path.into the fresh air of the morning. I don’t mind. It was just rising. My heart rate was getting faster and my breathing deeper. . it doesn’t bother me. It was the warmest and the most pleasant morning that saw in my life. Pleased. The kind of morning that made it easy for you to predict what the rest of day will be like. “I love running. “Because it frees me from bad thoughts.” I ran towards her as fast as my legs allowed me to. “Come on Kate! Follow me!” shouted Sarah who already was good ten metres ahead of me. The Sun was a perfect shade of orange.“Going for a little run? Mind if I join?” She said playfully.” I answered honestly.knows spectacular places.” Laughed lightly my aunt when she saw how fast I ran to catch up with her. “Sure. I normally hate for the wind to mess with my hair but whenever I run.

“You wouldn’t want to mess with anyone who’s relatives are very nearly the most important people in the local area. “I guess you can say so. “Well everyone gets suddenly quiet and starts gawking at me with those… unreadable expressions on their faces. right?” she asked. but I’ll have to.” She giggled. Not that it’s something I’ll be proud of doing or something that will help me get some answers. and what else could it be about anyway?. I’m well known and nobody messes with lawyers. then I would get nowhere near any answers. I started regretting telling her the truth but if I wouldn’t have. That made us both laugh. I should have predicted that she would ask me this.” What a sweet relief I felt when I saw smile paint over Sarah’s face. I have to finish what I already began. “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. . “Well…” I hesitated. “Well it’s all caused by my job. which didn’t occur.“And what bad thought are you trying to escape from today?” concern was very clearly visible in her aqua eyes.” She showed off her biceps muscles in a superman way when she said the last sentence. my sister and Logan) and she wants me to be content in here. On the other side I could tell her the truth. She even laughed radiantly. Another question popped into my head. thinking of the right words. No wonder she wants to know what’s bothering me. “So people react like that because they fear of you?” I watched my aunt’s face carefully for any sign of change. Also. I need to make a quick decision. Also. I will have to lie to her. She is too kind to not to be saddened that some bad thoughts are bothering me. I could demand from her to tell me a reason behind everyone’s reactions when her surname gets mentioned. She wants me and my family to settle here easily. She is my only relative in Australia (except from my parents. “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 could ask her things about Calla and Nick. she probably thinks that it’s something to do with Australia.

My head sunk unconsciously in the most adorable scent in the world.she knew the answer. As I listened to the sounds of nature I made my mind up about asking Sarah another question. It was a honey-sweet scent of flowers. We jogged quietly for a while and I was still considering whether to ask Sarah another question. The one that will confirm whether Calla dos or does not go out with Nick. Especially. I felt ashamed of myself for not letting what she said ever run across my mind at any point all this time. Her blonde hair was loose and tousled by the warm breeze from our running. I nearly tripped over the sticking out of the ground roots because I was so absorbed by the scent. but from now on I do. We both widely grinned at each other and carried on jogging. rising above the bushes and beautifully scented flowers. I shook my head. There weren’t many flowers that I recognised. “Do you know Calla Gravelle?” she looked up at me to show she was paying attention. she was right and I felt silly for troubling myself so much earlier on. In fact I only recognised Freesias. What is she thinking about? . The sweetest scent hung like a mist in the morning air. I didn’t know what species did any of them belong to. There also were full of majesty mighty trees. Her eyes were out of focus as if she was trying to spot something invisible.” I grinned widely at her. I couldn’t make a decision so I concentrated on studying the surroundings. making the leaves under our feet rustle. “I think she is. streams murmured softly and insects buzzed. “She has great parents.” I answered but I wasn’t hundred percent sure. We jogged always to the same rhythm. We were an addition to the music of this forest where birds sang. I looked up at her. It was like a dreamland or like a paradise. The place was painted in all colours of the rainbow. “Did you know that Waratah means beautiful?” My aunt asked as she followed my gaze. “No.” Sarah said out of the sudden. Orchids and bushes of Telopea which are also known as Waratahs. There was a different kind of plant wherever I rested my eyes. “Isn’t she a daughter of Alistair Gravelle?” it sounded more as if she was asking herself rather than me.I was sure.even though.

” I grinned and in return I gained a sight of Sarah’s eyes sparkle from joy. “Anjali looks after the house and children. The fact that that Nicolas might be just a relative to Calla never stumbled across my mind and now I felt quilt show up. “Yes…indeed but unfortunately…it’s time to go. shower would be good. “Yes.” Sarah informed me. “Come on Kate.” She whispered as if saying it quietly will make everything better.” Sarah said after checking the time on her golden watch. Sarah grinned widely. I found everything very interesting to listen to. Calla. He does a great job there by the way. It’s my favourite jogging location… It’s so peaceful and alluring. “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 gave her an affirming nod because I wasn’t able to say a word. Sarah did the same. Anjali doesn’t work but I think she does a great as a housekeeper. “Ok then. Little beads of perspiration hung to my forehead.” That explained a lot. Sarah passed me some tissue to wipe my face and then we started running towards home.” She told me. . “Yeah. Every little information about the Gravelle family felt precious to me because I wanted to know more about them. squinting my eyes with pleasure in the act of it. “Yes Kate. I could feel them slowly slide down on the surface of my face until they reached my chin and dropped to the ground. Lets go. Gravelle works for the local hospital for mentally ill people.“Mr. I savoured every little bit of the fragrance. It’s quarter to seven. Don’t you just think?” She answered in a dreamy voice that caused me to smile uncontrollably. You got to go to school at eight and I bet that you would like to take a shower before you go out. “Yes. have you met him by any chance?” Sarah chirped out. It was the type of quilt people feel when they judge someone incorrectly. it’s really alluring indeed. your friend is her step-daughter and Nicolas is her son.” I sighed and then took one more big sniff of the sweetly scented air. “I think that Nicolas also goes to your school. If that really was what she felt then I felt exactly the same way. Her face fell slightly as if she didn’t want to go back yet. I was clammy with sweat. His wife.” I chuckled.

Sarah smirked and sped up from jogging speed into sprinting.We ran in silence. “So did Angela get any Australia coming gifts?” I changed the subject suddenly. except from my opinion of why did I faint. “Who by?” she raised her eyebrows. I’ll have to tell her everything. “I-I fainted.I fainted because my brain didn’t get enough oxygen. “How was school yesterday Kate?” I was surprised that Sarah asked me a question that I would have answered yesterday. School was great. That’s a bit of a slip-up.” Sarah smiled but her eyes still showed concern a curiosity.” I lied but I didn’t make an eye contact. “Why? What happened?” her aqua eyes winded form concern and surprise. I sped up too until I was at the same level of speed as her. breathing deeply and fast. She . She looked deeply in to my eyes as if she was excepting to see something there. um…was told to go home. We breathed in through our noses and out through our mouths because that is the correct way of breathing when exercising. Too bad. “According to what I’ve been told by the nurse. “Yes. Sarah’s eyes winded even more as I told her the reason why I was sent home. “Then why did you come home early yesterday?” So she has realised. so I had to check if my cute sister is getting anything which would seem as the only fair way. “I.” I stammered. What on Earth am I going to say. Dove I think. Sarah raised her eyebrows and then sighed. “It’s no big deal.not wanting to talk about yesterday. My lying skills were suddenly gone.” I told her and she seemed relieved. scanning my face as we ran. “Why did you!?” She exploded (only after taking in a few deep breaths). Waiting a second after every single word before she said another.” I repeated the nurse’s words which sounded like a plain lie to me. “I-answered-your-question-now-you-should-answer-mine. also I didn’t want to be favoured.” I answered and waited for more questions to come because I was sure that my aunt won’t let go of this too soon. “By a nurse… Mrs. “I told you yesterday. I pretended to clear my throat so that I could have at least few seconds to think.” I murmured.that I’m going to keep to myself.-Whydid-you-faint?” She said slowly and calmly. we gave her loads of toys and clothes which she is more than delighted with.

I started running even faster and caught up with my auntie once again. . She nodded and then the corners of her mouth raised into a kind smile. We both laughed and kept the same speed for the rest of the way. I took the hairbrush from the windowsill and started the fierce battle of untangling my hair. 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. “Can you do that for me? Please?” I asked. I looked at my reflection. She turned around quickly and sprinted like an arrow in my direction. 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. I stopped out of the sudden because I had something important to announce.laughed beautifully and sped up even more. My face was strawberry red after the amount of exercise I would have done this morning. The digital clock that stood proudly on the microwave was pointing out exactly seven o’clock. “Sarah!” I shouted for my aunt who didn’t realise the emptiness by her side. After I showed my gratefulness to my mother Marie for making the breakfast. What has happened? My daughter has improved on punctuality. I was still sticky form sweat when I was eating my portion of fried eggs and fresh fruit. out of place. 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. When we reached home everyone was already up and there was breakfast waiting on the table. It was tangled by wind into thousand knots. I always was either too late or too early. My hair looked wild. “Wow. The whole kitchen was laughing and I couldn’t help but to laugh with them. “Sarah.

Now I can exactly remember every single turn and every single crossing and where every single lights come up on those routes. To be honest I felt sorry for her. 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. no matter how I would have laid myself on the bed. sat up and sighed. I simply learned the routes by heart.trying to get as comfy as possible. I fidgeted in the bed. I myself find clock alarms not suitable for waking people up. 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.listening to the constant dripping of the rain that after a while became deafening. She got really done by my parents. I did not have a clock to check what time it was because my sister. Angie would have smashed it one morning when the sound of alarm clock would have annoyed her. I simply can’t change my point of view about things. I turned from one side to the other. I could not feel content so I had to turn once more and then again and again. ‘From confusion to precision. I started grumbling and complaining silently under my breath.’. 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.CHAPTER 5 T wo weeks of school passed. People should be waken up in a delicate. I cursed the rain about hundred times before I tightly shut my eyes and pulled the blanket over my head. subtle way. It was Sunday morning and it was raining.trying to get at least five more minutes of precious sleep. After about two more tries I gave up.I had to go everywhere where my friend did as if I was pulled by her).as I call it. I can’t deny and so I won’t that I’m extremely proud of myself for making a very fast progress. I’ve learned my way around the school buildings last Monday. . I simply had to groan. 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.

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. I love tracing shapes on the sky and making up my own constellations. After that I sluggishly went downstairs to make myself some breakfast. It wasn’t a very big difference if compared to my previous comparisons of my estimated time to the real time. The sky was cloudless and the shinning stars stood out perfectly on the indigo backdrop. The imagined clock in my head was one hour late. I’ve made two sandwiches with jam and a cup of steaming hot cocoa. When I was little I used to have a telescope but I broke it. I was tired. I quitted the kitchen and dashed into my room which looked a far cry from the usual due to the change of weather. I stood on the bed and pressed my face against the cold roof window to see where the sunshine was visible behind the clouds. I’ve never owned another telescope until yesterday. . If I was to describe it to someone I would say that it was mind-clouding. I hurried back to kitchen and glanced at the bloody-red numbers on the digital clock. 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 jumped off the bed on to the icy floorboards which squeaked as I landed on them. I always found space fascinating and mysterious.sky blue but today they seemed gray as if the colour was sucked out of them. When I eventually finished I washed the dishes. I estimated the time to be about ten o’clock in the morning.therefore I don’t exactly blame Angela for killing my clock. in fact I’m quite glad she did because I didn’t like that clock much anyway. Something deep inside me pulled me towards the moon and stars. It wasn’t as bright and cheerful now but dreary in every possible way. Yesterday I would have gone to sleep at two at night. Even the air seemed different. I ate and drank reluctantly. It wasn’t as light and refreshing. The sun rays were cutting through the clouds just above the burgundy roofs of the houses on the opposite side of the road. It was nice and warm last night. I was getting better at this every day. Generally the walls were painted my favourite colour.I realised. It was nine in the morning. I sighed. I was in half way back to my bedroom when I reminded myself about the need of knowing the time. 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.

I sat on the armchair. I wanted to fly out of the window just to get away from the pack of gazes that were fixated on me . He has honey blond hair and pale skin as if he is an albino. beside the desk. I was shot with stillest from the eyes of students walking past in the corridor since the first PE lesson. 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. 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. On the same day few people introduced themselves to me. 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. 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.if I read the expressions right which I hoped that I did not. 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. The only thing I can remember is that five people introduced themselves at once. I don’t remember their names because I was never particularly good at memorising anything especially if something did not interest me too much. Everyone was staring at the wound with the same expressions on their faces as my aunt when I hurt myself. and spun around on it. I found out that she was just like me in many ways. Calla definitely is one of the kindest people I’d have met as far as I live. The mood in the room changed into indescribable. I covered my mouth with my hand as I gave out a long and loud yawn. . It might sound unfair or nasty but if to think about I many people put what matters more to them in the first place.) I was send outside so that couch Martin could talk to the rest of the class. It worried me because of all the stares I gained (that if they could they would pierce me with their intensity and hatred). I thought about the next day after I fainted. We practically talked non-stop on breaks. 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. (Couch Martin was certainly the nicest PE teacher I had. Everyone was still asleep after a week that was filled with heaps of hard work. I craved to be able to fall asleep whilst it rained. I get to know Calla better. 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. As I tripped my knee slid along a sticking out floorboard. Everyone looked as if hey were suddenly hungry and frustrated at the same time. He is very lean and athletic.

nearly on top of her lungs. The house has got possibilities. Dove. So after that everyone begun to avoid me. “Thanks Miss Gravelle. Interesting things not only happened in the school but also in between my family.) His voice was so beautiful as he spoke and so mind-boggling… simply unforgettable. I didn’t think that the plaster was necessary but she insisted to put on anyway. On the last Friday.“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. It is hard not to think about it and his breathtaking cerulean eyes.obviously knowing that I was pushing my dreams too far.’ As I’ve been told. “Kate! Kate!” I heard my mum yell. and whenever those words came out of her mouth. I was never disappointed so I imagined the ‘new house’ almost as a castle. 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. It was lunch time when that happened. (He always sits with me and Calla at lunch times. ‘New house. “I can do it. I was told that Sarah bought a new house for my parents. It can be small but very comfy or it can be big and beautiful and so on. with headphones placed in his ears. In the nurse’s office my knee was taken care of by Mrs. Calla and Nick. 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. I like the sound of it and my imagination is simply exploding with ideas of how the ‘new house’ may look.’.( That is everyone except from the teachers. Of course Sarah came up with her ‘You’ll love it dear. He even smiled (I realised that he rarely smiles) as he said hello.) There was one thing that made me smile as I reminded myself of the first week of school. Another thing is that there’s more to it. they would only smirk and tell me that I’ll see in my own time. . for example.” Murmured Calla just as quietly (more to herself than to anyone else) then jumped up towards me and gripped my arm. I laughed internally at all those thoughts. Sometimes I catch myself craving for the sound of his ravishing voice.” Answered the coach just before we vanished from everyone’s sight.

Do you want something from me?” I heard her respire deeply from relief. This obviously associated with helping my aunt and uncle to pack up. At dinner time my parents announced that we will be moving in the next month. I was always amazed by their beauty. I realised that she became more caring (if that was possible) since we came to Australia. “There you are love!” She sighed. “Well. I wondered where has she been thinking I was. “Why would you think that I would want to run away?” I asked quietly. making me roll my eyes in my thoughts. but you’re very silly!” I exclaimed.“Are you there Kate?” I rolled my eyes at the unnecessary concern in her voice. the door opened and in came my mother. The rainy morning quickly past and was followed by a lovely sunny afternoon. I don’t know. wilderness and strong spirit. 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 laughed at her and she grinned widely. She tucked her mid-neck long black hair. I rolled my eyes once more. “Mum I don’t know whether anyone has told you. All the description in it is so realistic. “I don’t want anything from you. it almost comes alive with every word I read. behind her ears. I had this idea going on in my head that nothing interesting will happen today so. Marie clicked her tongue and giggled. I was more than surprised to hear that my mum was expecting me to have a reason to run away. The most excited was my little sister Angie. We were to start packing from Monday. is such a strong character. People of your age do all sorts of different strange things. The wolf. my mother said this. 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. that was getting in her face. I took “White Fang” off the shelf and started reading. . I was just worried that you ran away or something.” My eyes nearly popped out of their places as Marie. When I wasn’t reading I was either eating or thinking abut the new house. The excitement could be clearly felt in the house. I was lost in thought for a few seconds but then I heard footsteps and a fraction of a second later. Sarah went to town to hire some vans and to buy boxes and sticky-tape for packaging. White Fang. “Yes mum. Sometimes when I was younger I wished I had a wolf as a pet. then she left me on my own in my room. as I always did when I had that feeling.

After taking a quick shower I went to bed.. 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. I hurried under the warm shower. “Will you tell me about the new house?” I pleaded in a voice nearly as sweet as sugar. and then I could hear his heavy steps when he was going downstairs. Come on.It was nine o’clock in the evening and time to go to bed. I was quite surprised because usually it was either Sarah or Marie who did the waking up in the whole house. he reminded me of my childhood. “Ok. don’t make me drag you out of bed and wet you with ice cold water. You got to get ready.” My dad said in a sing-song voice grinning. I could hear my dad chuckle loudly for a while. straight to the bathroom.” At the words ‘ice cold water’ I technically flew out of the bed at the speed of light.. closed my eyes and was immediately lulled by the peaceful voices of the grown ups coming from downstairs. then see rule number one for help. “Rule number one: dad is always right. “Time to go to school sweetie.’ I yawned. I was positive that tomorrow something will happen.” He said this every time I tried to get some information out of him. it was very frustrating to hear the same thing over and over again. I rolled my eyes and then he playfully poked my ribs. there are some exceptions because I have a cream that smell of chocolate and a moisturiser that smells of almonds. I sometimes think that I gained most of the humour from him. you’ll love it. We always got along well.” He cut me off at midsentence with one loud ‘Shhh’. stretched widely and grinning.” My dad chuckled and I playfully smacked him on the arm. Nearly all of my cosmetics smell of coconut. I washed my hair with coconut shampoo that I loved so much. The next thing that I knew was that the covers were gone and that I felt cold. “What if you’re mistaken? Why can’t I know? What if I don’t. that’s enough. Rule number two: if dad doesn’t seem to be right. “Time to go to school sweetie. The next morning I was waken up by my dad. I have an obsession with coconut fragrance. It’s amazing. pulled the covers over my head. I couldn’t resist laughing and poking him back. “Yeah. I couldn’t guess if it will be a good or a bad thing but I simply knew that it will be something memorable. .” A well known phrase of my conversations with dad.

The male part of the group was just as beautiful and just as full of bitterness. She was shorter than me. cute voice. I patiently waited in my car for my sister Angie to come. but poison-green as eyes of a viper. On the way to school I switched the radio on and my sister started singing along with the song. . just setting my foot on the ground when I felt eyes of a stranger on me. I was thinking about how to start a conversation with Nicolas. After ‘byes’ have been said. Her eyes were raven black and filled to the edges with hatred. Sometimes I felt as if he wasn’t listening to music but eavesdropping to my conversations with Calla.” She chirped in her childish. She grinned and then she kissed me on the cheek. “Yes. and if not. It wasn’t hard to spot them anyway.After showering I blow dried my hair and dressed and packed for school. All of them had skin as white as porcelain. 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. “Are you ready to go then? Have you got everything you need?” I asked because she tends to forget her belongings. The two men looked like brothers. One of the women had charcoal hair and green eyes. If not the height difference between them. as far as I could tell from the distance.two males and two females. the colour of roared up pieces of coal. I’ve checked twice. In the mean time. I joined her but I was lip-singing because my singing skills are unbearable. It was a group of four people. therefore.I was feeling awkward to have him sit on my table and say nothing. but don’t blame me when you realise that you are missing something because I have asked. I went upstairs one last time to brush my teeth and than. except that her eyes weren’t like Calla’s warm emerald ones. then. I kicked the gas peddle and speeded towards South Sydney High School. I turned the keys in the ignition and the engine silently purred to life. I was just opening the door. I parked at my usual spot near the big sign. The other girl had ginger hair. I have this idea weighing my mind that he probably knows more about me than I about him. I would say that they were twins. Both of the women had the looks of top supermodels. They were all intensely observing me. “Fine. I automatically looked around and saw them. that’s why it was so easy to spot them. They were stood near the lamp-post on my left. then I’ll talk to him when he sits on my table on lunch. I’ll talk to him on a geography lesson. six parking spaces away from me. and in came Angie.” She rolled her eyes and then I stuck my tongue out at her. I was dragged back on Earth as the passenger door clicked and opened wide. then I ate some breakfast which was a bowl of honey cereals with warm milk.

I heard laughter all around me. 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. then something unexpected happened and I was on the sandy ground once more with my face hidden. I gasped. If I wasn’t human then what else could I be. There was no laughter but constant shouting and groaning from pain. The group laughed in a sinister way and then. We are just about to have a little snack. . I blinked. 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 ended up with a sharp pain of a sprained wrist. I took them less than a blink to gather around me. I looked at them all. “Oh nothing sweetie.that the person talking to me is no one pleasant. Then I kicked but I ended up bruising my self. my breathing became uneven. I could not tell what was happening. I was knocked down on to the ground. they will jump past all the six parking spaces down to me and tear me apart limb by limb. (Only because I had that feeling that if I will take my eyes of them.” 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. His skin was so hard…but I didn’t give up. I could have had as well punched a mountain and I would have ended up with the same injuries. I was surrounded by four faces of the strangers that were everything but friendly. I could smell it from there. my hands always are inhumanly cold but so were my mum’s when she was of my age. The woman who the taller man called Jenifer (she was the woman with eyes of a viper) loudly sniffed with her nose.” True. I punched him with my other hand… in vain. I could feel a cold shallow breath near the back of my neck.” The girl with hair of colour of roared up pieces of coal giggled unpleasantly. The taller of the men grasped my hand but then he let go very quickly with a surprised look on his face. There was a fight going on around me and I was the prize apparently. “Nonsense! Blood is flowing in her veins.I thought sarcastically. “Do you really have to have a snack all gathered around me?” I whispered faintly. The breathing got closer. One of the men( I didn’t care which) grabbed my head and lifted me up. full of suspicion and unpleasant thoughts. “W-what do you want from me?” I stammered.) I could not bring myself to turn away. “She is too cold to be human Jenifer.I stared at the lot of them for a long time. all four of them pounced at me. I could feel my heart beat faster than wings of a hummingbird.

ask. They were punching and kicking and giving headlocks but they did not get hurt. It was as if we were made to fit each other. I wanted to help them so much that it ached my heart to watch. It wasn’t what I really wanted to ask but I reckoned that this was more important. I tried to stand up but the pain was stronger than my will. “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. And what about my friend Calla? Is she okay? “Nick?” I breathed softly. I intensified my sight and saw Calla and Nick in the centre of the fighting bundle. I was glad that they were doing extremely well. It felt so right to be curled up in his arms. waiting for what I wanted to say. I didn’t go far when people started running from all directions. that could belong to only one person. no matter how hard the punches they gave seemed to me from where I laid. I tried to observe the person that in a way rescued me from something dreadful.I did not want to see what was happening… I’ve seen too much already. “Kate? Kate? Can you hear me?” I heard the most beautiful voice. I looked at his handsome angular face and his spiky chestnut hair that were slightly messy now. but when I eventually stuck my head up to look around. 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). 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. I took one last look around and saw the fight still in move. However I tried to stand up anyway. “Yeah?” I finally answered weakly with my eyes opened wide. I didn’t answer or open my eyes because I wanted to hear the voice again. 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.How long did I lay like that? I did not know. He looked straight into my eyes and nodded. the fight was still going on but at some distance away from me. .with a great effort. “Kate?” Nick started shaking me anxiously. I somehow managed to crawl. “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 closed my eyes. There was a tight crowd around me that shortly vanished to help Calla and Nicolas. If I could only mange to drag myself to reception then I could call for help.

” 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. “Is it far?” I asked. . On one side I wanted it to be far.” He simply answered. I didn’t care for the pain as long as I’ll get some time to be alone with him. but on the other side I wanted it to be close “No. I beamed back a little too enthusiastically but I couldn’t help it.“To hospital.

” I watched Nick’s expression very carefully but I did not know what exactly was I looking for.” Nick asked me and I was either deceived by my imagination or there actually was worry in his angelic voice. except from the part when he said that the skin of those people was normal because if it was. “Their skin was perfectly normal. The pain was getting unbearable and it reminded me of one more question to ask. She was still fighting when we were going away. Out of sudden an emerald heart-shaped leaf swished past the window and the colour of it instantly reminded me of Calla. I’ll stand it.” His clarification relieved me. “She’s not hurt. “Where’s Calla? Is she okay? Those people didn’t hurt her.” I assured him as convincingly as the sharp pain allowed me to. “Sure. After all my dad taught me how to defend myself on situations like this so it wasn’t hurt because I couldn’t fight. and the reason why I’m not hurt is that I know how to fight without getting hurt… and so does my sister. I don’t know why they attacked you. The silence in the car was piercing my bones and I didn’t like it one bit.” He sighed. . then I would not be going to hospital right now. “How come I be hurt so much and you are not even bruised? The skin of those attackers was harder than a diamond. “Calla is fine. “Will you be able to put up with the pain for a little bit longer? It’s not far now.” His stare was so hard and solemn as he was concentrating on driving that it made me feel awkward. Those people fled after we drove away and I have no idea who were they and before you ask. I sighed quietly. did they? Who were they in the first place?” I came out with a fountain of questions. He parted his lips slightly as if he was about to say something then he closed them again and took a deep breath. You must have imagined something under the stress and rush of adrenaline.CHAPTER 6 W e were driving in a luxurious yellow Lamborghini at highest speed that is legally allowed. with our seatbelts tightly wrapped around us. I really needed to know the answers.

He slowly led me towards the old chair in front of the counter. seeing my pointless attempts of doing it myself and then he picked me up and held me in a bridal style way. 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. Her face was heart-shaped and bony and she had tawny bob hair that matched her bark brown eyes. 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. which made me realise that we were at the hospital parking lot. 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. “Good point. “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. and then he put his arm around my waist to prevent me from falling and hurting myself more than I already was. He locked the car with one gentle press of a button on his keys and then he carried me towards the hospital. not even one bit. “How can I help?” she asked with a squeaky voice. He opened the door for me.” I muttered and saw him smirk. I felt warmth spread in my body but it wasn’t because he was very warm (slightly too warm even). Nicolas had very carefully put me down. My parents will be asking a lot of questions when they will be told that I was brought to hospital by a boy. “Are you sure that you’re feeling ok?” he questioned bitterly and I felt stung. “Thanks. She had her eyes for no one but Nick. “I’m sure that your parents will get told about it. They will be asking questions like if he is my boyfriend or if I fancy him. This didn’t sound appealing to me. trying to mirror his calmness. I started thinking what I would tell them.” I said. “Because it’s impossible! No one moves so fast!” I wondered how he managed to keep his voice under control.” 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. but I know what I saw. “Yes! Why don’t you believe me?” He looked at me as if I was mentally ill.“Right. “I broke my left arm and sprained my right wrist. 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.” I finally caught her attention as I spoke this loud and clearly. . He shook his head and sighed and then he opened his door. One of them was busy talking on the phone and the other one was filing her nails. Nicolas had to clear his throat quite loud before she took a slightest notice of us.

I took the deepest breath in my life. I was asked what has happened and then I had both of my arms xrayed. and hopefully the last. 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. drove to the pharmacy to buy the painkillers and then set off towards Sarah’s. which gave out a piercing noise like a band of people screaming all at once. which hurt a lot because my arms had to be constantly touched and moved (especially my left arm).” The doctor said and I could smell the strong scent of tobacco coming from him. . I always believed that doctors don’t smoke and live a very healthy life style. After I was prescribed some strong painkillers.“Can I have your details please?” She asked and then stuck her stare to Nicolas once again. I studied his angelic face for a while. I was already imagining what is to be expected when I enter the house.” She was close to crying on my shoulder. 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. Marie probably felt into hysterics and dad was most likely comforting her the best he can.” He smiled without looking at me. “Bye then. My right hand. It was ten o’clock in the morning when I got home. I gave her all the details including my British address and then. 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). to my relief. The walls were painted clean white and two rectangular information boards hung opposite to each other. bye. “Yeah. 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. she has told us to take a seat in the waiting room. and before I even set my foot on the marble floor I was pulled in a tight hug by Sarah. I and Nick walked back (with some effort I could walk on my own) to the Lamborghini. the sun not too high in the sky but high enough to give a warm cuddle to he surroundings. twisted the door handle and opened the door. We have waited about fifteen minutes before we were called in by a gray-haired doctor with crinkled from wrinkles face. They seemed closed from the surrounding world.” I murmured back and jumped out of the car which was gone before I had a chance to turn around. It was the first broken limb in my life. “I have been phoned by your school when I was in work and I was so worried. The room was rather wide and tall. The seats were dark blue and clearly worn out because of the lighter shade of blue where the person would sit. “Come back in six weeks time for a check-up. the emotions behind them were covered up safely from my eyes.

Nick’s eyes. and he raised his hands defensively and sat down on one of the kitchen chairs.” I patted her on the shoulder “No. The mood in the house was nearly equal to the mood that would be present here if it was my funeral.” He said in a well controlled voice. 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. :) .” She argued and then she let me go so fast that I wobbled and was steadied by my mum just in time. 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. and his skin colour too. “I’m glad that you’re okay other than the broken arm of course. Andrew was just about to grasp my arm to help me walk but I looked at him with raised eyebrows.” He was looking extremely delighted. your arm is broken so not everything is okay. I thought that they started the fight for fun but it is somehow more obvious now. “Oh. I walked to the kitchen.“But everything is okay aunt. Copyrighted © by Klaudia Karbowiak All Rights Reserved Pictures: I’ve made this in Gimp and these are cerulean eyes. “Glad to see you alive kid. Next was Logan. which between me and him meant that I didn’t need any help. especially as I looked at my dad again and only now did I realise how hard was he trying to keep tears away. I would not have suspected today’s attackers to have the will to kill me then…until I got home. “Dear child…” he started awkwardly but then he changed his mind and simply gave me a short hug.

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) .

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. Also the person (who ever it is) looks a bit like Calla. (The eye colour was also changed in Gimp) .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: .

. 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.it is not exactly how I imagined her.What would the story be without Kate!? Well.she doesn’t dress in that way. :) This is the mean woman with poison green eyes.it’s hard to get the effect I wanted.

If you would like to know what anyone else looks like then tell me :) .

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