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