tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34738725380129052012024-03-19T07:34:02.795-05:00Lostfairy's Jamaasian HighLostfairyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173410322026284861noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473872538012905201.post-47860268393335898262018-03-29T17:53:00.000-05:002018-03-29T18:01:53.083-05:00Chapter 16 - RestlessLost was sitting, leaning against the wall when Sarah and Swirl came into the dorm. Their laughter and chatter stopped when they saw Lost looking shaken.<br />
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"Hey, what's wrong?" Sarah asked, her brow crinkled in concern.</div>
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"Did something happen? Are you still worried about that noise you heard?" Swirl said.</div>
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"I guess I'm still a bit spooked," Lost started shakily, "When I was walking back, I<i> heard</i> someone behind me! I<i> saw</i> them, they were right behind me!"</div>
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"Wait, wait. Someone was actually stalking you?" Swirl gulped.</div>
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"I think so." Lost stood up, her legs still weak from the fright.</div>
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For a moment, the dorm was quiet as the girls thought about what Lost said.</div>
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"It could have been someone going to their dorm and they just happened to be behind you," Sarah said after a while.</div>
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"That's possible," Swirl replied.</div>
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Lost nodded, still a bit unsure. "Yeah, maybe."</div>
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"Well, as much as I don't want to leave you guys, I should get back to my dorm," Sarah said. "I'll see you all tomorrow, okay?"</div>
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Sarah walked over to the door, paused, and turned around. "And Lost? Don't worry, we'll figure this mystery out."</div>
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"Thanks, Sarah. Have a good sleep!" Lost said.</div>
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"Don't worry. We can think about this tomorrow. Try to get some rest," Swirl said reassuringly.</div>
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A thought struck her. Rolling over, she grabbed her phone from the night table. She lightly pressed the power button and went to all of her text messages. She clicked Koolest's name and sent a quick text.</div>
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Lost felt like an overtired zombie the next morning as she grabbed the tray and moved down the line. She stiffly held her tray of scrambled eggs and toast and gazed out at all the tables. She thought she noticed a few students glance at her and whisper something to their friends.</div>
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<em>Everyone probably knows I ditched a class. Great.</em></div>
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"Lost! Over here!" Ja called from a table nearby.</div>
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"Hey," Lost mumbled as she sat down and started poking at her eggs. The smell was making her want to puke.</div>
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"Lost, you look awful! Did you not get any sleep?" Karalee asked, her eyes full of worry.</div>
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"I had a super restless sleep," Lost said.</div>
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"Oh, Sarah told me what happened, Lost! That sounds spooky!" Ja said.</div>
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"Wait, what? Did I miss something?" Karalee said. "Something spooky happened?"</div>
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Lost ate her toast while vaguely listened as Swirl and Sarah gave Karalee the full story on what happened. Lost's mind drifted off to think about what to say to Ms. Liza and what might happen to her and if she'd fail English and-</div>
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"Wow, Lost, that sounds so weird!" Karalee said, her voice breaking through Lost's worries. "The mystery just gets more and more strange."</div>
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"Mhm," Lost said and rubbed her eyes.</div>
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"Are you sure you're going to be okay?" Sarah asked. "You look super tired. Is there anything else bothering you?"</div>
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"Well, I haven't heard from Koolest in a long while. She hasn't replied to any of my recent texts and I'm worried," Lost said.</div>
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"Oh no," Swirl said worriedly. "I'm sure everything is fine but I'll keep an eye out for her, okay?"</div>
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"Yeah, I think we have some of the same classes so I'll try to spot her," Karalee said.</div>
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"We'll find her, don't worry," Ja patted Lost's shoulder. </div>
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"Thanks, guys." Lost forced a smile, trying to ignore the worry that was twisting in her.</div>
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"Lostfairy? Lostfairy, can you come back to us, please?" Mr. Cosmo called.</div>
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"Whuh?" Lost sat up straight quickly. Everyone in her science class turned and gave her odd looks.</div>
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Mr. Cosmo sighed and rubbed his face tiredly. "I was asking if you knew what male bees are called and if they had any job in the hive?"</div>
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"Um," Lost quickly thought back at what she had read the day before. "They are called drones and their job is to mate with the female bees," Lost said.</div>
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"That is correct but pay more attention next time, okay?" Mr. Cosmo said before asking some other student a question about female bees.</div>
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Lost felt her heart drop lower as she put the phone back. Penguin, sitting next to her, caught her gaze. He looked at her, then the backpack, and then her again. He frowned and shook his head before looking back at Mr. Cosmo.</div>
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Lost slunk into her English classroom before the bell rang, hoping to catch Ms. Liza alone so they could talk before everyone came and heard them. That would be majorly embarrassing.</div>
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"Ah, Lost, glad to see your feeling better," Ms. Liza smiled. "Come, help me put these books away."</div>
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Lost gulped. "I panicked, I'm so sorry. You can punish me or tell the Headmaster or fail me or-"</div>
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"Sweetie, calm down," Ms. Liza chuckled softly. "Nothing bad is going to happen. It was my own fault, jumping that on you at the last second."</div>
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"I just don't like public speaking." Lost handed her teacher a thick book. "And I know ditching class is awful but I just had to get away."</div>
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"I get that, Lost," Ms. Liza said, sliding another book into its place. "But in English, you will have to do public speaking but you <em>will </em>get better. And your in Drama, aren't you? That will also help you cause you'll have to do your lines onstage."</div>
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Ms. Liza turned to look at Lost and looked into her eyes. "We can't always run away from our fears. Life will sometimes make us have to face them head on. You can do that for me?"</div>
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Lost nodded just as the bell rang.</div>
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"Well, it's almost class time. Thank you for helping, Lost," Ms. Liza said with a smile. She grabbed the box and put it in a nearby cupboard.</div>
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"So, I'm not in trouble?" Lost asked, shocked.</div>
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"No, you're fine." Ms. Liza winked as if they had a special secret and walked over to her desk.</div>
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"What exactly did Headmaster Clark and Mr. Greely say?" Swirl asked, looking at Lost.</div>
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"Well," Lost said, thinking back, "they said that there was a serious problem. And that if they told anyone, the school could look bad. Headmaster Clark sounded really upset."</div>
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"They also said they had to be calm. But they also said a sister might notice whatever they were talking about. And then they mentioned that because this sister was new, it might be a huge misunderstanding," Lost said. "Does that help?"</div>
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"Well, whatever it is, it sounds big and bad," Ja said, chewing on fry, thoughtfully.</div>
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"Good evening, Jamaasian High! I hope your day was wonderful and full of education," Headmaster Clark said. "Right now, you have a couple hours of free time so feel free to go to the games room, library, or your dorms. Also, the art room is open, so you can go over and paint some masterpieces! Be sure to be back at your dorms at lights out. Jam on!"</div>
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"What do you guys want to do now?" Lost asked.</div>
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"I was going to go meet up with Gfox and hang out in the games room again," Karalee said. "Do any of you want to come with me?"</div>
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"I'll come!" Ja said, quickly moving over to Karalee.</div>
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"Well, I guess we'll see you later," Swirl said as nobody else went over next to Karalee. "Bye, guys!"</div>
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"The art room sounds good to me," Lost said with a shrug.</div>
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"I'm good with that! Let's go!" Sarah said, leading the way.</div>
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"Oh, I am so sorry!" Lost cried. "Are you alright?"</div>
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"I'm fine, thanks," the girl said, wiping her large glasses with her sleeve. "It happens all the time."</div>
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"I'm glad you're okay!" Lost said, relieved. "Well, see you later!"</div>
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"What are you guys going to paint?" Lost asked, getting comfortable on her stool.</div>
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"I'm not sure yet. Probably a cat," Swirl grinned, looking over her paints and brushes. "What are you guys going to paint?"</div>
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"A horse!" Sarah said, as she got a dreamy look in her eyes. "A nice, big, brown, beautiful horse. She's going to have a star between her eyes and a brown, gorgeous mane."</div>
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"Wow, that's a great description!" Lost laughed. "I don't know what I'm going to paint yet."</div>
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"I want her to look like the horse I ride sometimes. Her name is Jazz," Sarah explained.</div>
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"I have no idea," Lost replied back, trying to see her friends in the darkness. Her eyes weren't used to the sudden change of lighting.</div>
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"I think the power went out. It sounds like a thunderstorm is going on outside," Swirl said.</div>
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"I think I saw one on one of the shelves by the door. Be careful though, I don't want you to walk into anything," Sarah said.</div>
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"Lost?! Are you okay?" Swirl asked.</div>
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"I'm fine," Lost said. "I don't know if the easel is though."</div>
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"Aha!" Lost said, grasping a flashlight. "I found it!"</div>
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"Did you guys hear that?" Lost asked, glancing at her friends.</div>
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"Hear what?" Sarah asked, squinting as Lost shone the light over to her friends.</div>
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Lost flew the door open and stepped a little into the hallway. She looked down the hall and saw no one.</div>
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"What's going on?" Swirl said, walking over to Lost, paintbrush in hand.</div>
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"I thought I heard someone out in the hall but no one's here," Lost said. "It sounded like someone was watching us."</div>
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"Uh, that's spooky," Sarah said. "What if you heard wrong? Maybe it was just the wind?"</div>
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"It sure sounded like someone hitting something on the door," Lost answered, walking back inside.</div>
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"Well, no one is out there so there's no way we can find out who it was," Swirl said, closing the door behind her. "Maybe it was just some student who likes playing tricks on others."</div>
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"Maybe," Lost replied doubtfully.</div>
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"Let's just keep painting and try to forget about it," Swirl declared.</div>
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Lost nodded and walked back to her empty easel. All possible inspiration was gone.</div>
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"I think I'm going to go back to my dorm," Lost said, standing up again.</div>
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"Wait, we can come with," Sarah said as she started to get up.</div>
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"No, no, it's fine. You guys keep painting. I'll catch you later, alright?" Lost said, handing the flashlight to Swirl. "You can keep the flashlight."</div>
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"If you're sure about going alone," Swirl said, sounding unsure. "You aren't going to try to find who hit the door, right?"</div>
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"Oh, no. I'm just tired and figured I could use some extra rest," Lost replied. "See you guys later!"</div>
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Lost hurried out of the room and down the dark hall. She glanced up at the overhead lights.</div>
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<i>I wish these were working tonight! It's creepy walking in a dark hallway when someone may or may not be spying on you.</i></div>
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<i><br /></i> Lost picked up her pace, trying not to let her overactive imagination get the best of her. As she turned the corner, she heard a noise.</div>
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Lost stopped and held her breath.</div>
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A footstep.</div>
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Someone was nearby.</div>
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Lost hurried further down the hall, fear gripping at her.</div>
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<i>Don't look behind. Pretend you heard </i>nothing<i>. DO NOT LOOK BEHIND YOU.</i></div>
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Just as she was about to go up the staircase, her curiosity got the better of her. She turned around and looked back down the hall.</div>
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A dark shadow moved down the hall.</div>
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Lost bolted up the stairs, taking two at a time. Lost tore down the hall and hurriedly unlocked the door of her dorm. She whipped open the door and slammed it shut. After locking it, Lost sunk down onto the floor, breathing hard.</div>
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Lost had no idea who that was or why they had followed her.</div>
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Why were all these mysterious things happening in Jamaasian High? And why did it include her?</div>
Lostfairyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173410322026284861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473872538012905201.post-76857072850538270122018-03-22T18:01:00.000-05:002018-03-22T18:20:25.066-05:00Chapter 14 - The Game's Afoot<div style="text-align: left;">
Lost hurried out of the bathroom just as the bell rang. Keeping her head down, she rushed through the crowds of students, all going to their next classes.</div>
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Lost knew she should have gone back to her English class but after what had happened, there was no way she was going back to face all those people who had just seen her run out of class. So, she had stayed in the girls bathroom, hiding.</div>
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Reaching the door to her Art class, Lost scurried into the room and sat down at her desk. She slouched slowly as more students came rushing in. What if one of them was in her English? If they noticed her, would they tell everyone what had happened? Will the whole school know that the new kid ran out of class, crying?<br />
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She was going to stay low. Not talk to anyone. Get through the day and then stay in her dorm. For the whole evening. Maybe the whole next day too.<br />
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<i>I'm being dramatic. Calm down, Lost, I can do this.</i><br />
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Lost's mind drifted back to what had happened in the hallway.</div>
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<em><br /></em> <em>I wish I knew why Headmaster Clark and Mr. Greely were talking about me. And probably Koolest too. Its not fair that I don't even know what we did!</em></div>
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"Hey!" Snowyclaw said as she sat down a few desks away from Lost.</div>
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Lost gave a quick smile before going lower into her seat.</div>
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It was going to be a long class.<br />
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***<br />
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"Lost? Helloooo? Lost, you alive?" Swirl asked loudly, waving a hand in front of Lost's face.</div>
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"Hm?" Lost blinked, trying to push away her bothering thoughts out of her head. Like how Ms. Liza had come to her earlier and talked to her about not running out of the classroom again. Lost was lucky it was just a warning.</div>
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The girls were sitting in a corner at Drama class, practicing their lines. All the students had separated into groups, getting ready for the audition which was apparently coming up soon. Ms. Tavie hadn't given a date since she thought it'd be best if it was a surprise. She claimed that it was better that way.</div>
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"This is the third time you've left me and gone deep into thought," Swirl replied, frowning worriedly. "You okay?"</div>
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"Yeah, I'm alright," Lost said.</div>
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Swirl quirked an eyebrow. "Oh, really?"</div>
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"Fine. No," Lost sighed. "In English, I was supposed to read my report out loud in front of the whole class. But I chickened out and ran out of class."</div>
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"Aw, I'm so sorry!" Swirl said gently. "I know public speaking can be really hard."</div>
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"But that's not all! When I ran out, I bumped into Mr. Greely and Headmaster Clark. They were some deep, secretive discussion," Lost said.</div>
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"Really? Did you hear what it was about?" Swirl asked.</div>
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"It sounded like it was about me," Lost whispered.</div>
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"What?! Why would they be talking about you?" Swirl cried. "What did they say that makes you think it was about you?"</div>
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"Well," Lost thought back. "They mentioned a sister and that... they were new? And something about a misunderstanding? That's all I got, really. It didn't make any sense."</div>
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"I'm sure they weren't talking about you. Maybe their talking about Headmaster Clark's new-new... cat! And the cat has a sister but it was a misunderstanding when he bought both!" Swirl declared.</div>
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Lost laughed. "That's crazy! Did you just randomly think of that?"</div>
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"Yup," Swirl admitted, grinning.</div>
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"I'm pretty sure it wasn't about a cat but good guess," Lost said, teasingly.</div>
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"Hey, a girl can try," Swirl joked. "Well, in all seriousness, maybe we should talk to our other friends and bounce off ideas about this."</div>
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"Yeah, sounds like a plan. Maybe at supper?" Lost said.</div>
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"Sure! We should probably keep practicing our lines otherwise we're going to get in trouble," Swirl said, holding up her many papers that were full of lines.</div>
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Lost nodded and looked down at her own sheet of papers. "Now where were we?"</div>
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***</div>
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Lost hurried over to her table, trying to keep her tray of poutine steady. She dodged a chair getting pushed out quickly by a boy and kept on going.</div>
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<i>This is like an obstacle course.</i></div>
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<i><br /></i> Quickly, Lost scooted into her chair next to Swirl and Ja. Sarah and Karalee came over, balancing their trays and sat down.</div>
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"Where's Gracie and Fang?" Lost asked through a mouthful of fries and gravy.</div>
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"Mm!" Karalee swallowed. "They said they had to go study for some paper in history or something."</div>
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Swirl pounded her fist on the table, making Sarah jump. "Lost has something to tell us. Right, Lost?"</div>
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Lost slowly nodded and swallowed her fries before saying anything. "Alright, so, Swirl thinks that you guys can help with a problem... thing."</div>
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"A problem thing? What's wrong?" Ja asked.</div>
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After Lost finished explaining what she overheard Headmaster Clark and Mr. Greely talking about, all her friends looked confused.</div>
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"That's... weird," Sarah said.</div>
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"Really weird," Ja agreed.</div>
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"How do you <i>know </i>they were talking about you?" Karalee asked, leaning back in her chair.</div>
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Lost thought for a moment. "Well, I'm new and my sister, Koolestkat, is new too. I guess two other sisters might also be new this year but still. Doesn't it <i>sound </i>like it's about me? Like the way they acted around me?"</div>
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"Hm, this is very interesting," Karalee mused.</div>
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"Kind of like a mystery," Ja said.</div>
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Karalee's eyes brightened. "Yes! A mystery! A mystery that needs to get solved!"</div>
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"What are you saying?" Lost asked, although she had a good idea what Karalee was going to say next.</div>
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"I'm saying, we have a mystery to solve," Karalee announced.</div>
Lostfairyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173410322026284861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473872538012905201.post-89594210987453786712018-03-22T17:47:00.000-05:002018-03-22T18:23:32.922-05:00Chapter 13 - There's Something Brewing in Jamaasian High<div style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Lost quickly opened the door to English class, panting from running. Mr. Graham had randomly decided to make his class go longer. The bell had finished ringing about a minute ago.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">In other words, Lost was late.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"Good to see you, Lostfairy," Ms. Liza said as some students snickered. "Please, take your seat."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Lost scooted to her desk, sat down, and leaned back into the chair with a sigh. She tried to ignore the weird looks some of her classmates were giving her. Lost noticed Bepper give her a slight sympathetic smile.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"Today is an exciting day!" Ms. Liza declared. "Today is the day where we all find out who's wonderful report gets read in front of the whole class and then it gets read by Headmaster Clark! It's so exciting!"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"Now believe me," Ms. Liza continued, "it was so hard to decide which report should be the winner. But after much thinking, I chose the winner!"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"></span><br /></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: inherit;">I don't want to read my report to the whole class! Don't be me. Don't be me.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span></i><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"And now! The moment you've all been waiting for! The winner is...</span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: inherit;">Don't be me. Please, not me. Anyone but me. DON'T BE ME!</span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"Lostfairy with the report titled "<b>I'm Lost, Where's M</b><b>y Locker?</b>" It was such a wonderful report, I'm sure you'll all love it! Lostfairy, would you please come up and read it out loud?" Ms. Liza said.</span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: inherit;">Nooooo! Not me!</span></i></div>
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<i><br /></i><span style="font-family: inherit;"> Lost slowly stood up and walked up to the front of the classroom, legs trembling. Her breathing was quick and sharp, her hands shaking as she held her notes. Lost stared at all the students who were staring at her expectantly.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"></span><br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"You can begin," Ms. Liza said softly.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Lost nodded, took a deep breath, and began reading her report. "Have you ever been lost? Not knowing where to turn is an awful feeling. I am new at Jamaasian High and this is how I felt. I had no clue where my locker even was. Where could I put my stuff?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Lost took a shaky breath and continued, her heart pounding. "Its not right that new students are lost, without even a place to put their books. Don't you think that no one in this school should be lost?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"></span><br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"She should be lost for making us sit through this boring report," a girl whispered to her friend.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"If all of us students worked together," Lost hurried to say, blinking back tears, "we could all help out new students, make them feel at home."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"Oh gosh, she's going to cry. How lame," the girl whispered again as her friend giggled.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"I also think that when-when," Lost stammered and brushed a tear away, "new students show up, they should, um, be shown their locker right away and-"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Lost noticed more students snickering and whispering.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"I'm sorry but I can't do this," Lost said and ran out the room, hot tears running down her face as she burst into the hall.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">She ran as fast as she could, ignoring Ms. Liza's calls. Lost ran hallway after hallway, not caring where she was going.Tears ran down her burning face as she slowly came to a halt.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Panting, Lost sniffled and kept on going, walking now. The halls were empty, everyone was in the classrooms, like they were supposed to.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Lost groaned as the realization hit her. She had run from class. What kind of trouble was she in?</span></div>
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<i><br /></i><span style="font-family: inherit;"> Just as Lost was about to round a corner, she heard hushed voices from down the hall.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Curious, Lost stopped and pressed herself against the wall, trying to listen to the voices.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"></span><br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"This is serious! You have to take action!" a man said in his deep voice.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"></span><br /></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: inherit;">Is that... Mr. Greely?!</span></i></div>
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<i><br /></i><span style="font-family: inherit;"> "But what could we even do?" another man replied, his voice getting louder as he spoke. "We cannot tell anyone. It could become chaotic. I'll look bad, this school will look bad!"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"></span><br /></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: inherit;">Huh? Is that Headmaster Clark?!</span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"></span><br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"Well, we have to do something," Mr. Greely replied calmly.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"></span><br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"I know that!" Headmaster Clark snapped. "But we can't just blatantly say it, now can we?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"></span><br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"We must remain calm. Perhaps this problem will settled by itself," Mr. Greely said.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"></span><br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"Before her sister notices? I doubt that!" Headmaster Clark said.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"></span><br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"She's new, isn't she? Perhaps its all a big misunderstanding," Mr. Greely mused.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Lost jumped back from the wall as she heard them walking towards her. As they rounded the corner, they stopped their conversation. Headmaster Clark stared at Lost in shock while Mr. Greely just frowned.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"></span><br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"Now what are you doing outside of class?" Headmaster Clark asked in a fake calm voice.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"></span><br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"Do you even have a pass?" Mr. Greely growled, suspiciously.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"></span><br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"Um, no, but I was heading right to class," Lost fumbled. "Just a little, uh, lost, I guess."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"></span><br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"Shouldn't you be halfway done your class?" Mr. Greely glared at Lost.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"></span><br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"Uh, yes. But I, um, its complicated?" Lost cringed, wishing it didn't sound like a question. "Not to be a bother but what were you talking about before?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"></span><br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"Nothing that should concern you," Headmaster Clark said. "Now, go along to your class."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Lost nodded and started walking back to her classroom, frustrated. Why had it sounded like they were talking about her? What was the serious problem?</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"How was your sleep?" Swirl asked, moving up in the line with Lost.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"Good!" Swirl replied before turning to the lunch lady behind the counter. "Two pieces of toast is fine!"</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"Aha!" Swirl said just as Lost was about to ask who she was looking for. "Come, I have someone I want you to meet."</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"Lost, meet Kraft!" Swirl suddenly announced as they reached a table where Kraft sat, eating.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"Oh! I've already met Kraft before," Lost chuckled, sliding into a seat next to Kraft.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"Mhm," Kraft said, her mouth full of eggs.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"Really?" Swirl smiled at Lost. "You are just everywhere, aren't you?"</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"These eggs are just the best! They don't taste like those eggs from the stores. Those ones are just plain rubbish," Kraft declared.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"Of <i>course</i> you like these eggs, silly!" Swirl laughed, shoving Kraft playfully.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"Uh, why?" Lost said, feeling out of the loop.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"Bye Kraft!" Swirl said, giving Kraft a hug before she stood up. "See you later!"</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"It's ok, Lostfairy," Mr. Cosmo replied and smiled a big, bright smile, his eyes squinting.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"What does the fungus make the ant do?" Penguin said, sounding curious.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"Good question!" Mr. Cosmo said. "The fungus makes the ant climb onto a stem of a plant. Then, it makes the ant stick to a leaf vein. After that, the ant can not move from that spot because the fungus destroyed some of the connections in the ant's muscles. This tight grip to the leaf vein is known as the death grip and is very important in the fungus's lifecycle."</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"Hey, Lost!" Naffy said cheerfully as she jogged up next to Lost.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"Hi there," Lost said, smiling. "What's up?"</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"Nothing much. How are you enjoying Jamaasian High?" Naffy asked, glancing over at Lost.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"It's a nice school! It's got a great community and I love my dorm room girls," Lost said. "I've met a lot of nice people!"</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"That is so good!" Naffy replied.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"Stop with the CHIT-CHAT and start FOCUSING ON RUNNING!" Coach Gilbert yelled from across the gym.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"Ugh, how long is he going to make us run?" Naffy whispered.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"No clue," Lost said, trying to shrug as she ran. "I'm so not used to gym since I didn't have it when I was homeschooled."</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"Ah, it must be a tough switch, huh?" Naffy said.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"I sure miss my home and old life but I love making new friends so I'll be fine," Lost smiled.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"Swirl!" Lost called, hoping her friend would slow down and run with her and Naffy.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"Hey, guys!" Swirl said, panting. "Meet Violet! She's in a couple of my other classes too!"</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"Hi there, Violet!" Lost and Naffy said.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">"Hello!" Violet replied. "I am so done with running. Is Coach Gilbert trying to torture us?!"</span></div>
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Lostfairyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173410322026284861noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473872538012905201.post-58702181947816177342017-11-22T17:34:00.000-06:002017-11-22T17:34:04.944-06:00Chapter 11 - Playing Around<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: left;">
Lost looked around the table at her dorm room friends, Swirl, Gracie, and Fang. It was supper and the whole day seemed to be a big blur for Lost.</div>
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"So," Lost said, spooning some soup into her mouth. "What do you want to do tonight?"</div>
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"Well, I hear the games room is cool. Maybe we could hang out and play some games?" Fang suggested.</div>
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"Oh! Good idea!" Gracie replied as she buttered her bread.</div>
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"Apparently Aparri will be there as well," Swirl said, grinning. "Maybe we should get his autograph and be, like, famous."</div>
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Lost laughed. "An autograph from some dude at school? I'll pass."</div>
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Swirl stood up and looked at each girl in turn. "Ready to go?"</div>
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There was a chorus of "yes" and "sure" as the girls got up and marched out of the cafeteria.</div>
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"Um, where <i>is </i>the games room?" Lost said, unsure.</div>
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"I know! I've been there before. It's that way," Fang said, pointing down the hall.</div>
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The girls slowly trailed down the hall, laughing and chattering.</div>
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"Oh, hey," Lost said, suddenly remembering something. "Did you guys hear about the fight?"</div>
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"What fight?" Gracie gasped.</div>
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"I heard about it," Swirl said, slowly. "Apparently, two guys got quite upset about something. From what I heard, it sounded like one of them had 'stolen' some item from the other."</div>
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"Is that even true?" Lost gaped.</div>
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"No clue. Just rumors, I suppose," Swirl shrugged.</div>
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"Do you know who they were?" Fang asked.</div>
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"Hey! Guys! Wait up!" a girl called from behind them.</div>
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The girls whirled around and saw Ja running up to them.</div>
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"Wow," Ja panted. "You guys are <i>fast</i>."</div>
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"We were just walking," Lost giggled. "But what's up, Ja?"</div>
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"A couple of things, actually!" Ja said. "First, I wanted to come with you. You're going to the games room, right?"</div>
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"Second," Ja said, continuing after Swirl nodded. "You know that fight that happened earlier today?"</div>
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"We were just talking about it! Do you know who the boys were?" Gracie asked.</div>
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"Yeah! 'Cause it was my brother who was the one who got stolen from!" Ja announced.</div>
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The other girls stared at Ja.</div>
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"Huh?!" they all cried in unison.</div>
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"Woah, did you plan on that?" Ja laughed. "Anyway, yeah, my brother got stolen from. From some dude who usually hangs out with Fman."</div>
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"Ugh," Lost said, remembering playing dodgeball with him.</div>
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"Wait, wait!" Gracie said, holding up her hands. "Which brother? Tox or Pob?"</div>
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"Pob was the one who got stolen from. Tox actually ran and got the HQ," Ja explained.</div>
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"Ooooh!" Lost exclaimed. "I saw your brother run and get them. Everyone was so <i>upset </i>that he got the HQ."</div>
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"Oh really?" Ja said, clenching her fists. "That is just SO wrong! How is helping bad?"</div>
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Swirl shrugged. "Maybe they were friends with that stealer?"</div>
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"C'mon, guys. Let's go before it gets full!" Fang said, teasingly tugging Lost's arm.</div>
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All five girls continued down the hall and into the room marked "<b>Games Room</b>."</div>
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Lost looked around the room. All around were tables and chairs set up. A couple of pool, air hockey, Ping-Pong, and foosball tables were in rows close to the door. A small table was set up on the right that had a sign that read "<b>Autographs</b>." In the back of the room were other tables that had board and card games. On the left were cozy, brown couches with pillows spread neatly on them.</div>
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But the strange thing was, the room was empty.</div>
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"Woo!" Ja cried, racing around the room. "We have the whole room to ourselves!"</div>
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Lost laughed. "What, you wanna play tag?"</div>
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"No," Ja grinned, slowing down near the Ping-Pong table. "Hey, let's play this together!"</div>
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"But there's five of us and only four rackets," Fang pointed out.</div>
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"That's ok! I'll be a score keeper," Gracie said, cheerfully.</div>
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"I'm on Swirl's team!" Lost said, jumping up and down.</div>
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"I'll be on Ja's team then," Fang smiled.</div>
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As the girls played and laughed, the room slowly got fuller. Soon, almost all the tables were occupied.</div>
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"Okay!" Gracie announced. "Ja and Fang won!"</div>
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"Aw, good job!" Swirl said, beaming. "But you gotta admit, me and Lost did pretty good."</div>
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Lost laughed and gave Swirl a high-five. "Ooh! Let's do what they do in "Austin and Ally."</div>
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Swirl and Lost high-fived again and then did a fist bump. "What up!" Lost said, giggling.</div>
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"You watch that show too?" Swirl said.</div>
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All of a sudden, the door room flew open with a loud <i>BAM</i>. Lost looked up and saw Aparri march into the room with a herd of kids following behind him. Some even had caps that looked like... cheese?!</div>
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"Yo!" Aparri said as he sat down behind the table that was for autographs "If you want an autograph from your boy Aparri, just come over here and line up!"</div>
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A shriek came from a cluster of girls that were sitting on the couch. They jumped up and bolted over to the table with pieces of paper out, ready for an autograph.</div>
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"Wow. Just wow," Lost rolled her eyes.</div>
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"Do you guys want an autograph?" Ja asked. "Because I kinda do. Just for fun, you know?"</div>
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"It's fine, go ahead," Swirl grinned.</div>
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As Ja ran over and stood in line, Lost felt someone tap her on the shoulder.</div>
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"Yes?" Lost turned around and saw Gfox, the girl she had met at breakfast.</div>
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"Hi Lost! Remember me?" Gfox asked, smiling.</div>
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"Yeah, of course! Good to see you again!" Lost exclaimed. "Have you met my friends before?"</div>
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"No, I don't think so!" Gfox said, looking shyly over at Swirl, Gracie, and Fang.</div>
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"This is Swirl," Lost said, pointing to each girl in turn. "This is Gracie and this here is Fang. They're my dorm twenty-six girls."</div>
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"Hi!" Gracie said, shaking Gfox's hand.</div>
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"I'm baaaack!" Ja sang, coming over. She then noticed Gfox. "Oh, hi! I'm Ja!"</div>
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"I'm Gfox," Gfox smiled.</div>
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"How many autographs did you get?!" Lost said, staring at the small pile of paper in Ja's hand.</div>
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"Um, one for me, Sarah, Tox, Pob, and then one for each of you guys," Ja said sheepishly. "Good thing I got an extra, I didn't know Gfox would be here!"</div>
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"Aww, that's really sweet of you!" Lost said as Ja handed out the autographs.</div>
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"It was nothing," Ja shrugged, blushing slightly.</div>
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Lost yawned and brushed her long bangs aside. "Well, I dunno about you, but I am tired. I think I'm heading up to my dorm to chill for a while."</div>
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"Sounds like a good plan!" Gracie said. "Ja and Gfox, wanna hang out in our dorm?"</div>
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"Sure!" Ja and Gfox said at the same time and then laughed.</div>
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The six girls wandered out of the games room, down the hall, up the stairs, and up to room number twenty-six. Fang took out her key and unlocked the door, holding it open for everyone.</div>
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Lost went straight to her bed and plopped down, sighing happily. "I. Am. Tired!"</div>
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"Me as well," Swirl yawned.</div>
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Swirl, Gracie, and Fang went to their beds and sat down.</div>
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"Feel free to sit on any bed," Gracie said to Ja and Gfox.</div>
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As Swirl took of her ever-pleasant wizard hat, Ja flew across the room and sat down next to Swirl.</div>
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"Can I try your hat on?" Ja said, doing puppy-dog eyes.</div>
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"Sure!" Swirl laughed.</div>
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Gfox walked over and sat down on the edge of Lost's bed. "What do you guys wanna do now?"</div>
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Just as Lost was about to open her mouth, a loud knocking came from behind the door.</div>
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Fang got up and opened the door. "Hello?"</div>
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"Hi, is my sister here?" a girl's voice said. Lost tried to see who it was but Fang was standing in the way.</div>
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"Uh, depends on who your sister is," Fang replied.</div>
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"Her name is Ja," the girl said.</div>
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"Sarah?" Ja said, bounding over to the door.</div>
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"Ja! How could you just leave me?" Sarah said dramatically. "Me and Karalee were worried!"</div>
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"Sorry!" Ja said. "I thought you knew where I was going."</div>
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"It's almost time for bed, wanna go back to our dorm?" Sarah asked.</div>
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"Okay, sure," Ja replied, handing the wizard hat back to Swirl. "Thanks for letting me hang out, guys!"</div>
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"Goodnight, Ja!" Gracie called from her bed.</div>
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"I should go too," Gfox said, hopping off Lost's bed. "Bye guys!"</div>
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Fang shut the door after Sarah, Ja, and Gfox left. "You guys wanna go to bed now?"</div>
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"I'm good with that," Swirl said, pulling her pajamas out of her bag.</div>
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After half an hour or so, all the girls had brushed their teeth, changed into pajamas, and were in their beds. Swirl jumped out of bed and flipped the light switch. She then ran and jumped into bed.</div>
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"Goodnight, dorm twenty-six girls," Lost said, smiling in the dark.</div>
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"Goodnight!" they said in unison.</div>
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As the room got quiet, Lost snuggled into her covers and sighed a happy sigh.</div>
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<i>Yet again, school was fun and busy. I'm so glad I have such good friends with me.</i><br />
<i><i><br /></i> <i>I can't wait see what tomorrow has in store!</i><i></i></i></div>
Lostfairyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173410322026284861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473872538012905201.post-19979253699894405652017-07-29T10:12:00.001-05:002017-07-29T10:12:37.737-05:00Chapter 10 - Second Star to the Right<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: left;">
"Well, have a delightful rest of your day, children!" Ms. Peck called over the loud chiming of the bell. Lost grabbed her backpack, slung it over her shoulder, and marched out of class, moving with the flow of students.</div>
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Already knowing where she was supposed to go, Lost pushed past kids as she wandered up to a set of stairs that would lead to the third floor.</div>
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Before school had started, Lost had signed up online to go to Jamaasian High. As she was going through the long process, she had picked a bonus class to go to at the end of the day.</div>
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<i>Off to my first day of drama!</i></div>
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Lost hurried up the stairs and down the hall. She reached a door with a huge piece of cardboard paper that said in bold writing: "<b>To be in drama or not to be, that is the question! Drama - Ms. Tavie</b>."</div>
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Smirking, Lost pushed the door open and then stopped in her tracks and gaped. The room before her was looked like a Broadway show could take place here. The majestic burgundy curtains hung on a huge stage. Sets of gray cushioned chairs were in rows all around the room.</div>
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All of a sudden, Lost heard a loud cough come from behind the curtain. Lost gasped as the red material moved and shifted around. Then, a woman stepped out onto the stage and coughed again.</div>
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"Sorry to startle you!" the woman said. "There's just so much dust!" She waved her hand through the air, as if to a prove a point.</div>
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"That's ok," Lost said, walking over to the stage.</div>
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"And who might you be?" the woman said, brushing back her light brown hair, messing up her pearled headband. She also wore a light purple dress with a pretty dolphin on the front.</div>
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"I'm Lostfairy," Lost replied.</div>
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"I am Ms. Tavie!" Ms. Tavie said with a flourish.</div>
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The door opened again and a herd of students came and sat down in the chairs near the stage. Lost stood in front of the stage awkwardly, not knowing where to sit.</div>
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"Lost! Over here!" a girl called from a few rows away from the stage.</div>
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Lost looked up and saw Purplestarclub sitting with Penguin. Purple gestured her to come over.</div>
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After making her way past some seats, Lost plopped down beside Purple.</div>
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"So, you're in drama?" Lost said, quickly blushing at how silly the question sounded.</div>
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"Yup. I hope to work with the sets. You know, paint them and stuff," Purple replied.</div>
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"What about you, Penguin?" Lost asked, moving forward so she could see past Purple.</div>
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"I <i>really </i>don't want to act. I would rather work with the sets, like Purple. Except, not paint," Penguin explained.</div>
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Lost nodded. She didn't prefer going onstage either. Made her feel queasy just thinking about it. But she had done acting once before and it wasn't too bad. Though maybe it was because she didn't have many lines...</div>
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"LOST!" a loud yell broke though Lost's train of thought. Lost looked up and grinned when she saw it was Swirl.</div>
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"Hi Swirl! I can't believe we have drama together!" Lost exclaimed.</div>
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"I know. Right?" Swirl sat down next to Lost, eagerly looking around. She whistled long and loud when she saw the massive stage. "That is one big stage!"</div>
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Just as Lost was about to reply, a powerful clap sounded out throughout the room. Lost looked up and saw Ms. Tavie onstage again.</div>
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"May I have all your attention?" Ms. Tavie asked, her voice louder because of a microphone.</div>
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As the chattered quieted, she began speaking again.</div>
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"Welcome to your first drama class! I am your teacher, Ms. Tavie. You may <i>not </i>call me Tavie or Ms. Dolphin or any other sort of silly name you come up with. There will be no dawdling or rude behavior. And above all, you must be ready to take on whatever dramatic thing that comes your way. Understood?" Ms. Tavie stopped pacing and stared at all the students.</div>
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The room rippled with a bunch of "sure" and "ok" and Lost even heard someone call out "yes madam!"</div>
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Satisfied, Ms. Tavie continued. "Every year, us drama class puts on a few different glorious plays. The first production that we will do is the very well known story of..."</div>
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Ms. Tavie paused and then said triumphantly, "<em>Peter Pan</em>!"</div>
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Lost couldn't believe her ears. <em>Peter Pan</em> was her favorite classic fairy tale of all time. She loved it's funny sense of humor and everything about it!</div>
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"So, in a couple of days, we will have auditions. Everyone will be assigned to their role. Today, we will just practice for the audition! Come up to the stage to get the lines for the play and then split into groups. Plan on who you wish to be!"</div>
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Lost turned to Swirl quickly. "You should try out for Wendy!"</div>
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"Me? Why me? What about you?" Swirl said as she stood up.</div>
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"Well, I don't want to be the main character. And you'd be perfect for the role!" Lost replied, following Swirl to the front to get their lines.</div>
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"Hmm, maybe. It'd be fun to try out for the lead role..." Swirl said thoughtfully. Her frown slowly turned into a huge grin and she nodded. "Okay. I'll try out for Wendy!"</div>
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"Yay!" Lost said, beaming. "You'll make a great Wendy!"</div>
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"Who will you be?" Swirl asked. "I don't even know who's all in <em>Peter Pan</em>!"</div>
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Lost quickly sorted out all the characters she could be. "Well, there's Mrs. Darling and Nana, though I would rather not be a dog. There's Tigerlily the princess and Liza the maid I hardly remember..." Lost trailed off. "Oh wait! There's also Tinkerbell! And I could possibly be one of the many Lost Boys or pirates."</div>
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"Hmm, there's a lot of people. You could be a brown haired Tinkerbell! You even have the word 'fairy' in your name! You are destined to be Tinkerbell!" Swirl declared as she handed Lost her a piece of paper.</div>
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Lost chuckled and grabbed her lines. "Maybe. Being Tinkerbell would be fun. Except for two things."</div>
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"What?" Swirl asked.</div>
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"One, her favorite thing to say is quite odd," Lost said, ticking off the numbers with her fingers. "Two, that would mean I have to try over and over to kill you. I mean, Wendy!"</div>
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"Really? I don't remember that at all!" Swirl said, laughing. "You should still try out for Tinkerbell!"</div>
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Lost thought about it. Tinkerbell didn't have lots of lines, which was perfect for Lost. Yet, everyone loved Tinkerbell.</div>
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"Okay! I'll try out for her," Lost said.</div>
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Lost and Swirl wandered over to two empty chairs. Lost flipped through her papers and then stopped as a thought struck her.</div>
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"Oh no!" Lost groaned and put her head in her hands.</div>
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"What is it?" Swirl asked worriedly.</div>
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"I just realized that if I get cast as Tinkerbell, I'll have to pretend to love whoever Peter Pan is. What if it's some gross guy?" Lost said dramatically.</div>
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"Oh don't worry!" Swirl said. "It's not like you have to kiss him or something, right?"</div>
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"No. But still!" Lost replied.</div>
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"You'll be fine. Now, which scene do you want to practice? One with Tinkerbell and Wendy, right?" Swirl suggested.</div>
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"Hm," Lost leafed through the pages and then stopped on one. "There isn't very many with them both but how about the one where Tinkerbell gets one of the Lost Boys to shoot Wendy down from the sky?"</div>
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"Sure!" Swirl cleared her throat and began to say her first lines.</div>
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After a few minutes of practicing, a voice startled them both. </div>
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"You're trying out for Wendy?"</div>
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Lost looked up and saw Wisteriamoon standing next to their chairs and looking directly at Swirl.</div>
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"Um, yes?" Swirl replied uneasily.</div>
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"If I were you, I'd pick a different role," Wisteria said sweetly.</div>
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"Why?" Lost asked. "She can try out for anyone she wants!"</div>
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"Yes, but it'd be all in vain to try out for Wendy. You know why?" Wisteria said.</div>
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Swirl shrugged. "How come?"</div>
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"Because <em>I </em>am trying out for Wendy and no one beats Wisteria<em>moon</em>." Wisteria said proudly, adding emphasis to 'moon.'</div>
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She then turned on her heels and headed off to a gaggle of girls. They immediately started chattering and laughing.</div>
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"The <em>nerve </em>of that girl!" Lost muttered angrily. "Want me to go punch her or something?"</div>
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Swirl laughed. "No, it's fine. Just ignore her."</div>
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"So, what are you going to do?" Lost asked.</div>
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"I'm going to still try out for Wendy! Who cares if she thinks that just because she's famous means that everyone obeys her?"</div>
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"Agreed," Lost smiled. "Okay, let's back to practicing."</div>
Lostfairyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173410322026284861noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473872538012905201.post-8386586045926415872017-07-29T09:53:00.000-05:002017-07-29T09:53:12.293-05:00Chapter 9 - The HQ Appears<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: left;">
Lost marched into the cafeteria and took a deep breath. Halfway done school for today!<br />
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She wandered over to the lunch line and stared into space, daydreaming. Lost moved up in line without thinking.<br />
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"Hey! Lost!" a voice broke through Lost's daydream.<br />
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Lost turned around and saw Karalee standing behind her, grinning from ear to ear.<br />
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"Oh, hey," Lost said. "What's up?"<br />
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"Nothing much. What was the last class you went to?" Karalee asked.<br />
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"History. With grumpy ol' Mr. Greely," Lost said, rolling her eyes. "We learnt about this ancient tribe of warriors that were called Phantoms. They apparently attacked the explorers, Mira and Zios." Lost then grabbed a orange lunch tray from the counter.<br />
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"Ah. Sounds interesting at least!" Karalee said as she also picked up a tray.<br />
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Lost shrugged. "It was okay."<br />
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Lost grabbed an apple and piece of pizza from the lunch counter. After some contemplating, she grabbed another piece of pizza.<br />
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Grabbing a juice box, Lost turned around to look at Karalee. "Wanna sit together?"<br />
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Karalee nodded and Lost lead the way over to an empty table near the middle of the room. Sighing, Lost plopped down on her chair and closed her eyes.</div>
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"You tired still?" Karalee teased as she bit into a gooey piece of pizza.</div>
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"I guess so! It's been busy. Go go go, you know?" Lost said, opening her eyes and sticking her straw into her juice box. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a girl walk over to their table.</div>
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"Mind if I sit here?" the girl said, standing close to the table.</div>
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"Sure!" Karalee said.</div>
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The girl smiled and sat down next across from Lost.</div>
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"I'm Karalee! And this is Lostfairy," Karalee said, gesturing to herself and to Lost.</div>
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"Cool. I'm Pinpun. Call me Pin for short," Pin said, biting into a sandwich. Pin had her hair dyed purple and styled into a Mohawk. She wore a dark purple jacket and a bunch of lilac colored bracelets. A spiked necklace was around her neck.</div>
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The girls chattered and ate their lunches. After a little while, Lost looked at the big clock on the wall.</div>
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"I should go," Lost said, standing to her feet.</div>
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"Why? The bell hasn't rung," Pin said.</div>
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"I know. I like getting to classes early though. I get better seats that way," Lost joked. "Well, bye guys!"</div>
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"Bye!" Karalee called.</div>
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Lost wandered out into the hallway and headed towards her math class. She sighed happily. The hallways were so much more peaceful when they weren't filled with yelling students. Lost enjoyed herself as she strolled along through the halls.</div>
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All of a sudden, a loud sharp yell shattered the silence. Lost picked up her pace and turned around the corner when she saw a group of kids all huddled around something. A few kids wandering the halls stopped and joined the huddle.</div>
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Curious, Lost kept on walking towards them. As she came closer, she listened to some of the yells.</div>
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"Hit him! C'mon, do it!"</div>
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"Punch him!"</div>
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<i>Is this a fight?</i></div>
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Lost turned to a girl who was silently watching. She was leaning against the wall, twirling her black hair with her finger. Her dark eyes stared intently at the herd of kids.</div>
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"Hey, do you know what this is all about?" Lost asked as she stood next to the girl.</div>
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"No. I wasn't here when it started," she said before looking up.</div>
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Lost nodded and wondered what to do. As she looked around, she noticed that a younger looking boy was bolting down the hall, away from the fight. Lost cocked her head and stared down the hall.</div>
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<i>What was that kid doing?!</i><br />
<em></em><i><br /></i> "I'm Lostfairy, by the way," Lost said.</div>
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"I'm Purple. Purplestarclub," Purple replied.</div>
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All of a sudden, Lost saw an adult walking down the hall. He seemed to walk with such authority. The boy Lost had noticed before trailed after him.</div>
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The man pushed past the huddle and grabbed each of the boys who were fighting each other. Both of them had blood on their face and a scowl on their lips.</div>
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"What do you two think you were doing?" the man demanded.</div>
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"<i>He </i>started it!" one of the boys yelled, pointing at the other one.</div>
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"I don't care who started it," the man said sternly. "Now tell me. What were you fighting about?"</div>
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Lost turned to Purple. "Who is that guy?"</div>
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"He's part of the security team. Us students nicknamed them the HQ. Headquarters," Purple said. "They always stop fights and stuff."</div>
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Lost turned back to the HQ who was still talking to the boys.</div>
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"If neither of you will tell me why you were fighting, I'm going to have to take you to the Headmaster," the HQ said.</div>
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The HQ then started walking back down the hall, pushing the boys with his arms.</div>
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All the kids who had watched the fight were silent until the trio went around the corner. Then they all turned to the boy Lost had seen before.</div>
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"Why'd you have to report them?" a girl yelled at the boy.</div>
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"Yeah! Now they're in trouble and it's all your fault!" another student shouted.</div>
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"Now, now! He didn't do anything wrong!" Lost said, without thinking.</div>
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Everyone stared at her. Lost shifted her feet. The bell rung and Lost sighed with relief. Finally, the crowd went their separate ways to their classrooms.</div>
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Lost rushed down the hall towards her math class, shaking her head. That was enough excitement for her.</div>
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Lost hurried into English just as the final bell rang. She quickly scooted into her seat and let out a sigh. Math had gone late because she had to ask Mr. Graham some questions about a problem she had in her math quiz.</div>
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Ms. Liza stood in front of the class room, with hands folded in front of her as she watched the students with her bright curious eyes.</div>
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"Alright!" Ms. Liza announced. The whole room's buzz of chatter instantly stopped.</div>
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"Today, you will use this whole class time to work on your report on something that needs changing in Jamaasian High. Remember, this is your last time to work on it before it is due!" Ms. Liza said. "Now! Let your imagination run wild!"</div>
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Lost got her notebook out of her backpack and started writing her report. She stopped suddenly and quickly reread what she already had written. Was it good enough?</div>
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"Don't doubt yourself," Ms. Liza said gently, standing next to Lost's desk. "I'm <i>sure </i>it's wonderful."</div>
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Lost nodded and watched Ms. Liza move back to her desk.</div>
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<i>I wonder how she knew I was doubting my report...</i></div>
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Lost shook her head slightly and began writing again.</div>
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The bell rang throughout the whole school. Lost quickly snapped her notebook shut, shoved it into her backpack, and stood up.</div>
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All the students in the class dashed through the door and into the halls. Lost walked slowly up to Ms. Liza's desk where her teacher was scrawling something down. Lost cleared her throat.</div>
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"Yes, Lostfairy?" Ms. Liza said, smiling.</div>
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"Um, I just wanted to thank you for helping me get past my doubt," Lost said shyly.</div>
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"Ah, you're welcome," Ms. Liza said. "Now you better run along! The last class for today should be starting soon!"</div>
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Lost nodded and ran out into the hall. The halls were not nearly empty and everyone was laughing and talking.</div>
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Pulling her backpack open, Lost reached past the books and grabbed her beat up schedule.</div>
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Lost beamed when she saw what her last class was. Art! Glorious art!</div>
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Lost dashed up the stairs, taking two at a time. She bolted down the hall and threw open the door at the end of the corridor.</div>
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Taking a deep breath, Lost stepped into the room. A couple of students glanced up at her and then went back to chatting.</div>
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"Lost! Hi!" a girl yelled from behind Lost.</div>
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Lost whirled around and saw Snowyclaw, the cheerleader who greeted her yesterday.</div>
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"How are you doing? Don't you totally love this place?" Snowy said cheerfully.</div>
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"Yeah, it's awesome," Lost smiled.</div>
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"And art is literally the best class!" Snowy said.</div>
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"Hey, I love art too!" Lost exclaimed.</div>
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"Yay! I have another friend who loves to draw as well," Snowy said, looking around the room and then peering out into the hallway. "Oh! There she is! Artymis, c'mon!"</div>
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A girl, who's name was supposedly Artymis, rushed down the hall and ran over to Lost and Snowy. She wore a white headband with little mini antlers. She also wore a light blue jacket and a blue necklace with spikes. White bracelets finished the look.</div>
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"I can't wait to start painting!" Artymis said to Snowy, ignoring Lost.</div>
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"Me too! Let's go get seats," Snowy said. They both walked over to two empty desks and sat down.</div>
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Lost followed and sat down behind them. As she put her backpack down, Lost looked around the room.</div>
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There were paint brushes everywhere. There all sorts of paints, brushes, and canvases all scattered around in the room on shelves and on tables. There were huge splotches of paint on the floors in bright colors. The air smelled like paint.</div>
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The door closed and a young woman walked into the room. She wore a pink skirt and a fancy purple shirt. The woman's hair was dyed purple and was styled in a cute pixie cut. Lost noticed a single earring in her ear that was a golden bell.</div>
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"Hello! I am your art teacher, Ms. Peck," Ms. Peck said, beaming. "In my art class, we are all allowed to be our artsy, creative self. In my art class, we are going to have the most fun time ever."</div>
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<i>She sure is enthusiastic.</i></div>
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"So! Today, we are all going to get our creative juices flowing by all painting the same thing. But, in our own unique styles," Ms. Peck said, reaching down and grabbing a rose in a pretty vase. "So, let's start by painting this rose."</div>
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Ms. Peck walked around the room, handing out a couple of different sizes of paintbrushes and a palette with a variety of paints.</div>
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Lost stared at the beautiful yet complicated rose. She then stared at her paints. Lost sighed softly.</div>
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<i>This will be fun.</i></div>
Lostfairyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173410322026284861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473872538012905201.post-51294970622728067022017-07-25T18:16:00.001-05:002017-07-25T18:16:11.014-05:00Chapter 8 - Good Morning Jamaasian HighLost woke up to find sunlight streaming down out of the big window onto her face. She moaned and sat up, squinting her eyes.<br />
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Lost looked at all her room mates, each in turn. Swirl was curled up in her blankets with a little smile on her face. Gracie had her face stuffed into her pillow and one of her arms flopped out of the bed. Fang was lying perfectly still on her back with the blankets pulled over her face.</div>
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Smiling, Lost turned to look at the clock on her side table next to her bed. It shouted six-thirty at her in bold red light.<br />
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Sinking back into her fluffy covers, Lost stared at the ceiling, wondering what to do while she waited for her roomies to wake up.<br />
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An idea struck her. Lost quietly turned over and opened her backpack, cringing at the noises her zipper made. She pushed some books aside and grabbed her sketchbook and pencil.<br />
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Lost flipped the sketchbook open and tapped her pencil thoughtfully on her chin.<br />
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"Ughhhh," a voice groaned from Gracie's side of the room. Lost glanced up, surprised. Gracie then rolled over and her other arm flopped down on the other side of the bed.<br />
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Lost grinned and start sketching four people. She was going to draw her and her room mates together.<br />
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Half hour passed when Swirl yawned and lifted her arms, stretching. Lost watched as Swirl sat up and looked around. She smiled at Lost and Lost gestured to come over to her bed.<br />
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Swirl got up slowly, walked over to Lost's bed, and jumped under the covers with Lost.<br />
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"What are you drawing?" Swirl asked quietly.<br />
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"You. Well, all of us," Lost said. She pushed her sketchbook over for Swirl to see.<br />
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Swirl looked eagerly and did a thumbs up gesture. "That's so cool!"<br />
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Gracie made another noise from her side of the room. Swirl and Lost glanced over at her bed and then back at each other. They both grinned and suddenly, they just lost it. Lost quickly stuffed her face in the covers but she kept on giggling. Swirl kept on making funny noises as she tried to stop.<br />
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The noise woke up Fang. She sat up and looked at Lost and Swirl who were still laughing. She cocked her head, confused.<br />
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Swirl just shook her head and snickered. Lost still had her head in a blanket.<br />
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Gracie all of a sudden woke up and sat up quickly.<br />
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"What's going on?" she asked, sleepily.<br />
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Lost finally got control of herself and lifted her head. "You just were making funny noises and well, it wasn't <em>that </em>funny but I guess I'm hyper!"<br />
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Gracie laughed. "I was making noises? Like what?"<br />
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Swirl stopped laughing and started mimicking the noises Gracie had made. But Swirl was still gasping from laughing so hard so all she did was wheeze.<br />
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All the girls looked at each other and burst out laughing. Lost beamed.<br />
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<em>I sure have some awesome room mates!</em><br />
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After they all caught their breath, Gracie got up out of her bed and started rummaging through her backpack.<br />
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"I have something for you guys," Gracie said as she stood up again. She lifted up her hand and Lost could see that four gold chains were dangling down. Swirl gasped and raced out of Lost's bed.<br />
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"What, really? You bought necklaces for us?" Swirl said. "They are SO cute!"<br />
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Each necklace had a dainty gold chain with a jewel pendent on the end. All four had different colors for the pendant. There was an orange, a red, a turquoise, and an emerald.<br />
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"Yup! I bought one for each of us. I didn't know which room mates I'd get so I wasn't so sure on buying them. But then my mom said I should just buy them and give them to whoever I get," Gracie replied. "I hope you like them!"<br />
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"I do!" Swirl gushed. "Can I pick one?"<br />
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Gracie nodded and Swirl reached out and took the one with the turquoise pendant.<br />
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Fang and Lost got up and looked that other necklaces. Lost thought they were all pretty.<br />
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"May I take the red?" Fang asked.<br />
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"Sure thing! Take whichever you want!" Gracie said.<br />
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Fang picked up the red pendant and walked back to her bed, admiring the necklace.<br />
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Lost thoughtfully looked at the other necklaces. She really liked the emerald colored one and it would bring out the little bit of green in her eyes.<br />
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Lost lift the emerald one and watched it as it shone in the sunlight. "I like this one."<br />
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"Then I'll take the orange one!" Gracie said happily.<br />
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Lost went back to her suitcase next to her bed and pulled out a green skirt and a gray shirt to go with it. It matched very nicely with the emerald pendant.<br />
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Swirl marched out of the bathroom, fully dressed and ready to go. She grabbed her wizard hat and plopped it down on her head with satisfaction.<br />
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Lost ducked into the bathroom and quickly changed and brushed the many knots and tangles out of her hair.<br />
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Just as she went out of the bathroom, the speakers let out a series of crackles.<br />
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"Hello and goooood morning!" Headmaster Clark said way too cheerily for seven in the morning. "I hope you all feel rested because today is going to be a fun, full day! Breakfast is in half an hour! Be sure to go down to the cafeteria. There, I will give out a few announcements. Jam on!"<br />
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Gracie rushed into the bathroom shouting, "I need more time! I have to do my pigtails!"<br />
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The door slammed shut. Lost started making her bed, trying to get it to look as good as it had before she had slept in it. After she struggled with that, she shoved her sketchbook back into her backpack.<br />
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A few minutes later, Gracie marched out of the bathroom with her hair in neat pigtails. Fang quickly ran into the bathroom so she could get changed as well.<br />
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Gracie sat on her bed, contemplating on which neck item to wear. Her orange scarf or her necklace. She finally decided on the necklace and quickly put it on.<br />
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"How does it look?" Gracie asked. The orange pendant stood out on the white and gray shirt.<br />
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"Lookin' good!" Swirl said.<br />
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Lost nodded and put her own green pendant necklace on. She noted Swirl had hers on as well.<br />
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"Ten minutes, let's go!" Fang exclaimed as she rushed out of the bathroom and dumped her pajamas on her bed.<br />
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The girls hurriedly put their shoes and ran out of their dorm, through the halls and down to the cafeteria.<br />
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"We should all sit at the same table!" Lost said after they gone through the line and got their homemade porridge.<br />
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The girls all nodded and sat down at an empty table. Lost looked around and noticed Bepper standing in the line with Wisteria. They seemed to be very good friends.<br />
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"Hey, can I invite Karalee, Sarah, and Ja to sit at our table?" Gracie asked.<br />
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<em>Hey, I know all of those people! Maybe I'm getting the hang out this boarding school stuff.</em><br />
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"Sure!" Fang said.<br />
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Gracie got up and wandered into the crowd.<br />
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"Did she even <em>see </em>them or is she just looking?" Swirl asked, confused.<br />
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Lost shrugged and started digging into her porridge. She was pretty upset there wasn't any chocolate chips to put in it.<br />
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"I'm back! With the pack! Hey, that rhymed!" Gracie said, sitting down in a chair.<br />
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Karalee, Sarah, and Ja sat down at the table and immediately started chatting among themselves.<br />
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Lost glanced up and noticed a girl brown-black wavy hair making her way over to their table. The girl reached the table and sat down next to Gracie.<br />
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"Hey Gracie!" the girl said.<br />
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Gracie turned around and grinned. "Frozen! Hi!"<br />
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Frozen was wearing pretty much all orange. A orange cap with a design of a fox face sat on her head with a fake tail at the back. Her backpack was orange and she had orange and white stripped socks. A dark orange backpack and an orange necklace with little spikes matched the look.<br />
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"Guys, this is Frozen," Gracie said. "She is part of our pack."<br />
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All the girls introduced each other and started chatting and eating porridge.<br />
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A loud SHRIEEEEEK coming from the little stage at the far end of the room made almost all the students jump and look around. A younger looking student burst out crying.<br />
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"Sorry for that!" Headmaster Clark said into the microphone on the stage. "Anyway, I have a couple of announcements for you!"<br />
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He cleared his throat before beginning. "First of all, art is starting up today so make sure you go when it says so on your schedule tells you to do so. Second, one of your fellow students wishes to give a little announcement himself! So, without further ado, Aparri, please make your way to the stage.<br />
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Headmaster Clark went down off the stage and sat down in one the chairs near the stage. Lost looked around and saw Aparri making his way to the stage looking a little nervous.<br />
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Just as he was almost at the stage, a chant started.<br />
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"A-PARR-I! A-PARR-I! A-PARR-I!" kids chanted, banging the tables with their fists.<br />
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The chant seemed to calm him down. Aparri smirked and hopped onto the stage. He stood there and waited for the chant to stop. He looked like he was enjoying it. Finally, it drifted off.<br />
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"Hey, guys. It's me, Aparri." Aparri cleared his throat and continued. "As you all probably know, I get a load of autograph requests. Like, I just stand there in the hallway and a bunch of people yell at me to give them an autograph. I'm not saying I don't like it, I love it. But some of the teachers don't like it because that makes their students late for class."<br />
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A little ripple of laughter went throughout the cafeteria. Though Lost heard a loud sigh coming from nearby. Lost looked and saw a guy in blue. Like, all blue. He had a large blue top hat on his head and wore a blue shirt. He had a large black spiked necklace of some sorts around his neck and Lost noted a huge turquoise ring on his hand. He also was wearing a large frown on his face as he glowered at Aparri.<br />
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Just as Aparri was about to continue, a loud yell came from the back of the cafeteria.</div>
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"Just stop talking already! Don't you ever stop talking for just one moment in the day?!"</div>
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Aparri seemed a little taken aback but quickly recovered. "So, instead of me signing autographs in between the classes, I will be in the games room almost every night, ready to sign some autos."</div>
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A couple of girls at the table behind Lost sighed dreamily. Lost rolled her eyes.</div>
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"Before I go, I just want to let you know that I will be having a daily giveaway," Aparri took a deep breath before continuing. "AllyouneedtodoisheadtothegamesroomtonightandthenIwilltelltherulesthen. Well, peace out!" Aparri took another deep breath from talking so fast and walked off the stage.</div>
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The room erupted into applauds and Lost clapped half-heartedly, still confused on what he had said at the last part of his speech.</div>
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Lost felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around and saw a girl with a blue flower in her light brown hair and a blue and white stripped scarf around her neck. The girl leaned closer to Lost.</div>
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"Did you catch <i>anything </i>of what Aparri said at the end?" the girl whispered.</div>
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"Nope. Not a word." Lost whispered back.</div>
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"I'm Gfox, by the way." Gfox said softly.</div>
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"I'm Lostfairy." Lost grinned. She then noticed Headmaster Clark back on stage and turned back around in her seat to listen to him.</div>
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"Thank you very much, Aparri." Headmaster Clark said. "Well, the bell is just about to ring so you better finish up your breakfast and head on up to your classroom!"</div>
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The cafeteria became abuzz with noise and chatter. Sarah looked up from her empty porridge bowl and looked around at table.</div>
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"Does anyone have the same homeroom as me?" Sarah asked.</div>
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"I do!" Ja said brightly.</div>
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"I KNOW you do, Ja. I was asking everyone else." Sarah said and stuck out her tongue at Ja.</div>
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"Well, who do you have as your homeroom teacher?" Karalee asked.</div>
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"Mr. Sigurd." Ja replied then snickered. "Heh, that's a funny word. Sigurd."</div>
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"I have Ms. Liza. And I know you have her too, Swirl," Lost smiled.</div>
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"Speaking of which, I'd like to get there earlier rather than later. I hate getting caught up in the rush after the bell rings," Swirl said.</div>
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"Good plan. Bye guys!" Lost said, standing up.</div>
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There was a chorus of goodbyes as Lost and Swirl walked toward their second homeroom of the year.</div>
Lostfairyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173410322026284861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473872538012905201.post-9157568995193087492017-07-25T18:12:00.001-05:002017-07-25T18:12:49.306-05:00Chapter 7 - The Amazing Meatballs<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: left;">
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;"><o:p>"Hi there! I'm Graciepopstar!" Gracie said.</o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;"><o:p>"Hey, I'm Lost and this is Swirl," Lost replied. "I'm guessing your our dorm mate?</o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;"><o:p>"Yup," Gracie said, looking around at the room.</o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;"><o:p>"Is that your suitcase?" Swirl asked, pointing at the bag near the bed by the window.</o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;"><o:p>"No, that's not mine. It must be our other room mate," Gracie said.</o:p></span></div>
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<em><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;"><o:p>So, Gracie isn't the mystery roomie.</o:p></span></em></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;"><o:p>"Well," Gracie said as she moved her duffel bag to a bed, "I overheard one of the teachers talking to some kids and they said art starts tomorrow. They wanted us to get settled in."</o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;"><o:p>"Oh, I was wondering about that," Swirl said.</o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">Lost nodded, even though she had totally forgotten about art. She watched Gracie start unpacking her duffel bag and neatly refold her clothes.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">"I should go get my stuff," Lost said, pulling herself to her feet. She made her way to the door, quietly shutting it behind her. She went down the stairs to the main lobby. The bird statue glowed mystically.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">Lost peered through the glass doors, noticing how spotless they were. Whoever cleaned the school certainly deserved a pay raise!</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">Seeing her mom, Lost pushed the door open and took a deep breath. The air smelled cleaner here than it did back at home.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">Mom walked up the front steps with a smile on her face and holding a brown suitcase. She put it down and pulled Lost into a hug.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">"I'm fine, school's great, and I love my dorm. It's so weird though, there's like, famous people here!" Lost exclaimed.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">"Anytime!" Mom smiled. "Bye, sweetie!"</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">Lost waved before turning back around and walking inside. She hurriedly made her way back up to her dorm room.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">Lost nodded. The idea of trying to find another spot with a group of people she didn't know didn't sound like the ideal plan.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">"Oh yum!" Swirl exclaimed. "Meatballs and spaghetti!"</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">Lost moved up in the line and grabbed a yellow tray. The serving lady raised a giant spoonful of spaghetti and plopped it down on a plate. Lost cringed at the huge amount.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">After getting meatballs and water, Lost made her way to the table where Swirl and Gracie sat at. Just as she sat down, a girl pulled up a chair next to Gracie.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">"Ja!" Gracie yelled. "How've you been?"</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">"Hi Gracie! I haven't seen y</span><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">ou since this morning!" Ja said. She wore one silver glove and a red-brown jacket. It had a bow and arrow design on the front.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">"So, guess what? I was really hoping to be in a dorm with you and it turns out, I'm in the same room as Sarah! Fancy that, huh?" Ja continued.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">"Really? That's such a coincidence!" Gracie said.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">"Ja is Sarah's sister, by the way, Lost," Gracie explained, turning towards Lost.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">"Which dorm are you in? Maybe it's close to mine!" Ja said excitedly.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">"Um, I think it's room number twenty-six. Right, guys?" Gracie said.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">"Oh neat! Mine's room thirty! We're just a little ways away from each other." Ja replied.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">Lost speared a meatball with her fork and chewed it thoughtfully. So many people already knew each other it seemed. Maybe they had all gone to the same schools before.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">All of a sudden, a loud noise came from the far side of the room. Lost looked up and saw a small stage with a microphone. Headmaster Clark tapped it gently and waited for everyone to notice him. Slowly, the room got quiet. The students looked at him expectantly.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">"Well, weren't those meatballs great?" Headmaster Clark said. "Anyway, I just want to let everyone know that tonight, you're all free to do whatever you want. </span><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">You can go to the library or hang out in the games room. But lights out is at ten. Please be at your dorm then. Have a great evening!"</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">As he walked off the stage, the chatter began again. Lost looked around and noticed Wisteriamoon over near Julian. They sure seemed awfully close.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">"Well!" Swirl said, banging the table with her hand. "What's the plan for tonight?"</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">"Hey, Gracie? Can you come with me and go to the games room? I told Sarah I'd meet her there." Ja said.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">Gracie nodded. "I can go. If that's okay with you two." She looked at Swirl and Lost.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">"Go ahead! Have fun," Swirl replied.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">"So. What's the plan now?" Swirl said, turning her head to look at Lost.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">"I don't know. We only have a few hours. Want to go hang out at the library?" Lost suggested.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;">"Sure! Let's go!" Swirl said.</span></div>
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The two girls walked through the cafeteria. Lost listened to random bits of chatter as she passed by tables.</div>
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She suddenly noticed that she was going past a table where Aparri and Bepper were seated at. She noticed Aparri put his arm around Bepper in a friendly sort of way. Maybe they were related to each other? They both<em> did </em>have the same dark brown hair.</div>
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Before she knew it, Lost found herself in the library.</div>
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It had huge bookshelves in every direction. Dark green tables were set up so students could study. The walls and floor were dark brown wood. The shelves were mahogany and full of books in all shapes and sizes. Lost couldn't tell how big the room was, shelves blocked her view. The air seemed to have an ancient feel to it. Lost couldn't put her finger on what made it feel like that.</div>
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Lost took a deep breath. She loved the smell of libraries. All those books in their shelves just waiting to get picked up! All those adventures ready to be read. Yes, Lost sure did love a good library.</div>
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Lost looked up at the giant clock high up on the wall. It was almost lights out.</div>
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"We should go," Lost said, closing and putting the book she was reading back onto the shelf.</div>
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Swirl nodded and the girls walked out of the library, up the stairs and down the halls to their dorm. Lost was so tired, she could have slept right then and there!</div>
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As Swirl pushed the door open, Lost saw a girl with black hair sitting on a bed.</div>
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<em>Aha! Our mystery roomie!</em></div>
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"Oh hi there!" Swirl said brightly.</div>
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The girl looked up at us and smiled. "Hi."</div>
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"I'm Swirlshine. This here is Lostfairy. Gracie is our other roomie. She's not here yet," Swirl continued.</div>
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"I'm Fangwolf. But my nickname is Fang," Fang said, brushing a wave of dark hair behind an ear. Fang had red streaks in her hair that worked really well with the black. She had a mini black and white top hat perched on her head. A matching black necklace and bracelet with white studs were on her neck and wrist. A dark red jacket finished the look.</div>
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"Hello!" Gracie said, bounding into the room. She walked over to Fang and stuck out her hand. "I'm Gracie!"</div>
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Fang smiled and shook Gracie's hand. "I'm Fang."</div>
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Lost walked over to her bed and flopped down on it. She was exhausted from the long day.<br />
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"Well, we should all go to bed," Swirl suggested. "It'll be another long day tomorrow."<br />
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Gracie and Fang nodded and started getting ready for bed. Lost groaned softly, stood up again, and took out her toothbrush.<br />
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After she had brushed her teeth and changed into pajamas, Lost snuggled into her warm covers. She watched Swirl brush her brown hair, Fang hop into a bed, and Gracie put on hand lotion.<br />
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"Ready for lights out?" Swirl asked. She ran over and flipped off the light. Lost heard her bed rustle as she leaped into it.<br />
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"Goodnight guys!" Gracie said in the darkness.<br />
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There was a chorus of goodnights and then the room went silent.<br />
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Lost stared at the ceiling and sighed happily. She pulled her blanket close around her.<br />
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Today, she had survived Jamaasian High. The question now was, could she survive the next day as well?</div>
Lostfairyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173410322026284861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473872538012905201.post-11370643986054961242017-07-25T18:01:00.000-05:002017-07-25T18:07:42.842-05:00Chapter 6 - Dorm Sweet Dorm<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: left;">
Lost wandered down the halls, moving with the heavy flow of kids. As she walked down the stairs to the main floor, she spotted a familiar blue wizard hat a little farther away.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Swirl!" Lost called over the loud crowd.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Swirlshine stopped and looked to see who had called her name. When she saw Lost, she grinned and ran over.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Hey Lost! Whatcha doing?" Swirl asked.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"I'm going to the office to see which dorm I'm in and to get my locker. You?" Lost said.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Same! Wanna come with me?" Swirl replied.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Sure, that'd be great," Lost smiled.<o:p></o:p></div>
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They began walking towards the office. Lost noticed a large group of kids hanging around some lockers.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Hey! Come sign up to the Wolf Clan!" one student yelled.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Come join the Carrot Clan! We meet every day after school!" another kid shouted.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"What's that?" Lost asked Swirl as they passed by.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Oh, that? Those are like clubs. Sorta," Swirl said.<o:p></o:p></div>
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What kind of club is a carrot clan?<o:p></o:p></div>
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They finally reached the office just as the door opened and a herd of loud kids walked out. Swirl reached over, grabbing the door before it shut and held it open.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"After you," Swirl said.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Lost walked into the room and saw there was a lineup for getting dorms and lockers. Lost marched to the end of the line and leaned on one foot slightly more than the other, waiting.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"So, how's school so far?" Swirl asked, coming up beside Lost.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Pretty good. Coach Gilbert is... interesting," Lost smirked.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Yeah. he's something else, isn't he?" Swirl laughed. "By the way, are you thinking of joining any after school activities, like sports or drama?"<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Hmm, I don't know." Lost thought for a moment. "Maybe? What about you?"<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Perhaps drama?" Swirl said.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Nice," Lost said as they moved up in the line. Lost glanced over and saw they were the next ones up after a boy with all black clothing.<o:p></o:p></div>
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After a minute, the boy took a slip of paper from the lady at the desk and walked towards the door, glaring at everyone. Lost shuffled forward.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Hello, girls. How may I help you?" the lady asked.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Hi, we're here for our dorm room locations and our lockers." Swirl said politely.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"And your names?" the lady said.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Swirlshine and Lostfairy." Swirl replied.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The lady clacked away on her keyboard for a bit before grabbing two pieces of paper and writing something down.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Here you are," the lady said, handing the pieces of paper over.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Thank you!" Lost and Swirl called as they walked away from the desk.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Let's see which dorms we have," Swirl said excitedly.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Lost looked down at her paper, skipped pass her locker location and code, and saw where her dorm room was.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"My dorm room is number twenty-six," Lost said as Swirl leaned over her shoulder to see.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Yaaaayy!" Swirl shrieked in Lost's ear. "My room is twenty-six too! We're roomies!"<o:p></o:p></div>
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Lost beamed and grabbed Swirl's arm.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"C'mon, let's go to our dorm!" Lost said, pulling Swirl towards the door.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Oh wait! I forgot to phone my mom," Lost said, stopping.<o:p></o:p></div>
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She quickly ran back to desk and asked to use the phone.<o:p></o:p></div>
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After a few minutes, she flew back to where Swirl was waiting.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Come on!" Swirl said. "I wonder who else will be in our room!"<o:p></o:p></div>
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The girls hurried up the stairs to floor four where the beginning of the girls' dorm rooms were. As they went down the hall, looking for their room, they heard girls yelling and laughing in the hallway and in different rooms. Doors were left open as everyone found their room.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Lost and Swirl stopped in front of their room. Lost held her breath as Swirl twisted the knob.<o:p></o:p></div>
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This is it. I'm going to find out which girls I'm going to spend all year with.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Swirl pushed the door open and walked in. Lost followed after her.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The room was empty. There were four beds, two on either side of the room. A giant window was on the far wall across from the door. There was a night table next to each bed with a lamp. The beds all had the same bedspreads and two pillows on each bed. The wall was a light brown wood and the floor had carpet spread all around it. The room was nice, comfy, and homey.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Lost walked over to the window and peered out. She could see the school grounds where a few students were scattered around. There was some woods further out behind the field.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Well, one of our roomies must have come and gone," Swirl declared.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Lost turned back and noticed a suitcase next to one of the beds closest to the window.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Which bed do you want?" Lost asked.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Can I have this one?" Swirl asked, pointing to the other window bed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Sure. I'll take the one next to it," Lost replied.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Lost sat on the bed and daydreamed about how she would decorate her little space. Perhaps some posters and books in the night table shelf. And some of her stuffed toys on the bed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Lost!" Swirl said, cutting through Lost's daydream.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Hm?" Lost replied.<o:p></o:p></div>
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"I was asking when you would get your suitcase and things."<o:p></o:p></div>
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"Oh, my mom said she'd bring it over soon," Lost said, glancing at the clock on the wall. "I think she'll be here in about ten minutes."<o:p></o:p></div>
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Swirl nodded and sat down on her own bed. She gazed at the door. "I really want to know who we're going to spend our year with, y'know?"<o:p></o:p></div>
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Lost nodded. "I know."<o:p></o:p></div>
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All of a sudden, the door burst open.</div>
Lostfairyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173410322026284861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473872538012905201.post-73454200022514605902017-07-19T12:47:00.000-05:002017-07-19T12:47:10.654-05:00Chapter 5 - Bumping into Other Students<div style="text-align: left;">
Lost moved her way down the halls, looking for people she knew. Lost pushed through the crowds of students, all trying to make their way to their classrooms. The bell hadn't rung yet but it would soon.</div>
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As Lost glanced down to at the marble flooring, she heard a shout. Lost quickly looked up to see a girl with white blond hair with pink streaks running down the hall.</div>
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"Hey, move it! Coming through! Outta my way!" the girl yelled.</div>
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Kids moved aside as she ran past them. Lost jumped to the side as the girl barreled along.</div>
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"Move for me, Princessbg! Please, clear the way!" Princessbg said.</div>
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Lost shook her head and kept walking as the girl went around the corner.</div>
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The bell rang a few seconds before Lost made it to the math classroom. Lost went inside and sat at a desk, waiting for more kids to come.</div>
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As the last herd of kids came in, an old man shuffled to the front desk. The man had wild white hair with weird goggles perched on his head. He wore a brown vest with emerald buttons. An odd key hung out of his pants pocket.</div>
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"Greetings, young students. Welcome to math class. I am your teacher, Mr. Graham," the man said before clearing his throat.</div>
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"You should see a book on your table. That is your math book. Read it cover to cover. Once, twice, thrice times if you need to," Mr. Graham said.</div>
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Lost glanced around the room and saw some kids already looking bored. One had their head on their desk and Lost could hear soft snores coming from their direction.</div>
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"Open your book," Mr. Graham said. "Oh look, our first math equation. Let's see what it is, shall we?"</div>
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The bell rung. Kids sat bolt up right, awake and ready to leave math.</div>
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"Alright, you may leave now," Mr. Graham said.</div>
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Lost scrambled out of her seat and marched into the hallway. She had memorized where she needed to go next, English.</div>
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As she walked down the halls, she looked up at the big wooden clock hanging in the hall and all of a sudden, she bumped into someone.</div>
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"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Lost said as she looked down at the girl she had walked into.</div>
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"It's ok. Not much harm done," she said as she rubbed her head.</div>
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"I'm Lostfairy," Lost said, sticking out her hand.</div>
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"I'm AJKraft. Or Kraft for short," Kraft shook Lost's hand. She had brown hair and was wearing a cute grey party hat. She sported a black jacket and a black pearl bracelet.<br />
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"Well, I hope to see you around," Lost said.<br />
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"Yeah, me too. See ya!" Kraft said as she continued down the hall.<br />
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Lost wandered her way to her English classroom and went inside where she found a group of girls surrounding a girl who had a magenta hat.<br />
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"Bepper, I just love your hat!" one of the girls cried.<br />
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<i>Who in the world is Bepper?</i><br />
<i><br /></i> The girl, named Bepper, smiled and pushed up her glasses. She wore a backpack that looked like white dragon wings and had a magenta tie around her neck. She adjusted her black clunky bracelets on her wrists.<br />
<br />
<i>I'm guessing she's ANOTHER well known person...</i></div>
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Lost sat down and let her eyes wonder around the room. She noticed how there were little trinkets scattered around in various places and shelves. She even noticed a fancy looking staff with a purple gem on top.<br />
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"Hey there! Are you excited for English to start? I am."<br />
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Lost looked up to see who had spoken to her and saw a girl smiling at her in the desk beside Lost. She wore a little blue top hat that looked like it was made out of candy. She also wore a turquoise knit sweater that was almost Christmas-y but it still worked for her. She had a bright sparkle in her eyes that made you feel happy too.<br />
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"Yeah, I guess I kinda am. I'm new here so everything is exciting," Lost replied. "I'm Lostfairy."<br />
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"Oh welcome here! I'm Awesomepanda. Nice to meet you!" Awesomepanda said.<br />
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Lost thought for a minute before saying, "Are you by any chance related to a Doomypanda?"<br />
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"Nope. Why?" Awesomepanda asked.<br />
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"Just curious," Lost said.</div>
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Awesomepanda started sorting things in her backpack. Lost looked out the window, waiting for class to start.</div>
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Hearing the door shut, Lost looked to see who had closed it. It was Ms. Liza from homeroom.</div>
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"Good afternoon! As you might know, I am Ms. Liza. I teach both homeroom and English," Ms. Liza said as she walked to the front of the room.</div>
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"Let's start this year of English with a fun writing exercise! I'm thinking it should be some report of some sorts. Any ideas? Feel free to shout them out!" Ms. Liza said.</div>
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"A report about summer vacation!"</div>
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"A pollution report!"</div>
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"A report about something we feel like needs changing in Jamaasian High!"</div>
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"Aha! I hear an intriguing idea! Let's make this report about something you feel needs changing in Jamaasian High. It'll be very interesting to hear everyone's thought on change in this school," Ms. Liza beamed. "I'll let you start working these reports for all of this class. The reports will be due in two days."</div>
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"Oh, and I just thought of something. How about after I read all the reports in two days, I'll pick the winning report and get the author of it to read it in front of the whole class. And it will get shown to Headmaster Clark. Sounds good?" Ms. Liza said.</div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
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Lost started wondering. <i>What does need change?</i></div>
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<em><br /></em> <em>I've hardly been here, how am I supposed to know things that need change?</em></div>
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She looked around the room to see if others were getting stuck like she was. Almost every kid was bent over their page, writing.</div>
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Lost turned back to her desk and tapped her chin with her pencil. Her fingers slipped and the pencil clattered to the floor. A couple kids looked up and snickered.</div>
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Lost blushed and bent down to pick it up. As she straightened up, she noticed Ms. Liza smiling kindly at her. She quickly looked back down at her paper and started thinking again.<br />
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<em>Hmm, maybe... A better system of getting lockers and dorms? I STILL don't have my locker and I can't carry these heavy books all the time.</em><br />
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With that, she started writing.</div>
Lostfairyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173410322026284861noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473872538012905201.post-35835556404918819502017-07-19T12:44:00.000-05:002017-07-19T12:44:11.669-05:00Chapter 4 - Trying to Fit in Isn't as Easy as it LooksLost walked out of the gym, still disappointed she had made her team lose. She pulled off her backpack, opened it, and dug around for her schedule. Finally finding it, she checked to see what was her next class.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<i><br /></i> <i>Hm, history. Should be interesting.</i><o:p></o:p></div>
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<i><br /></i>She wandered her way through the busy crowd. There were loud shrieks coming from down the hall.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<i><br /></i> <i>Probably Aparri. Or Wisteriamoon. Or someone else.</i><o:p></o:p></div>
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<i><br /></i>Lost reached her history class and walked into the room. She was the only one in room except for one girl who was writing in her notebook.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Lost sat at the desk near a window and set her backpack down. She glanced at the girl who looked like she was concentrating hard on whatever she was writing.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Um, hi," Lost said, breaking the silence.<o:p></o:p><br />
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The girl looked up and stared at Lost.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Um, never mind, you can keep on doing... what you were doing," Lost said, embarrassed.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"No, no. It's fine," the girl replied, pushing a strand of caramel colored hair from her face. "I just didn't realize you were going to talk to me."<br />
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"I'm Lostfairy."<o:p></o:p><br />
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"I'm Fluffykittenlover," Fluffy said.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Lost shifted around in her chair, trying to think of something else to say.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Hey, can I ask you something?" Lost asked.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Sure, shoot," Fluffy said.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"What were you doing in your notebook?" Lost said, hoping she didn't sound rude.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Oh, I was just doodling, waiting for class to start," Fluffy said, showing her notebook a little.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Oh, ok! You're pretty good at drawing. My art is kinda whatever," Lost said.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"No, I bet your artwork is better!" Fluffy insisted. "Like, better times infinity."<o:p></o:p><br />
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"I don't think so. Here, I think I have some of my drawings with me." Lost opened her backpack and started searching for her doodling notebook that she had brought along.<br />
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"Here." Lost handed the notebook to Fluffy. "Be warned, the first pages are really bad. I started the notebook when I was a little kid, so they suck."<o:p></o:p><br />
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Fluffy opened up to the first page and looked as if she was about to laugh. "Sorry, it's pretty good for a kid, though!"<br />
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"It's totally fine!" Lost said.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Fluffy continued flipping through, laughing at some. She got to the end and pointed at a drawing of a dog.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"This is way better than my art!" Fluffy said.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"No, no. Yours is great!" Lost replied just as a steady stream of kids started coming into the classroom.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Fluffy handed the notebook back to Lost, who put it back into her backpack. Fluffy smiled at Lost who smiled back.<br />
<i><br /></i> <i>Some people in this school are so nice!</i><o:p></o:p><br />
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<o:p><br /></o:p> <o:p>After the last few kids had come through, a man strolled into the room and stood in front of the black board.</o:p></div>
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<o:p><br /></o:p> <o:p>He had black hair that was almost dark blue. He seemed to have this 'I'm better than you all' kind of look to his stern face. </o:p><o:p>He had a thick dark gold colored chain</o:p><o:p> around his neck.</o:p></div>
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<o:p><br /></o:p> <o:p>"Hello, everyone," he said gruffly. "I will be your history teacher for the year."</o:p></div>
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<o:p><br /></o:p><o:p>He grabbed a piece of chalk and wrote his name on the blackboard. "My name is Mr. Greely. Today, we will be learning the history about our country, Jamaa."</o:p></div>
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<o:p><br /></o:p> <o:p>He turned back to the class. "I don't expect any one you to pass this class. But still, I will try to get you to learn something."</o:p><br />
<o:p><br /></o:p> <i>What's up this guy?</i><br />
<i><br /></i> Mr. Greely went over to a table at the side of the room and grabbed a big stack of books. He walked over to the desks and started handing them out.<br />
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"This will be your history book for the year. So I would suggest that you shouldn't lose it. Other whys, you pay for it," Mr. Greely said.<br />
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He finished handing the books out to the class and went back to his desk.<br />
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"Open your books to page one," Mr. Greely said, even though all the kids already knew that that is where you start a book.<br />
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Lost opened her heavy, leather book and noticed the pages seemed old and musty. They were yellow, almost brown, with age.<br />
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<i>You'd think schoolbooks would be in better care.</i><br />
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"A long, long time ago, a brave woman set forth into an unexplored land we all know today as Jamaa. This explorers name was Mira and her trusty companion was named Zios. He helped her discover this land. Strangely, Mira didn't have anyone to help her with her travels. No big group. Just one man." Mr. Greely cleared his throat before continuing.<br />
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"Mira's diaries were found years after she died. In them, she always wondered why this strange land had so many different climates. Cold and warm. Desert and forest. She and Zios tried to figure it out but couldn't. We still don't know how it is possible but it somehow is." Mr. Greely drawled.<br />
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"We don't even know when Mira started her expedition. The date had been smudged away in her diaries. We will never know. All we know is where she started her expedition, Crystal Sands. Mira had been sailing with Zios on her grand voyage to the unknown. In her diary, she says she never feared what she would find because she had Zios at her side.<br />
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"Now, I have an assignment for you," Mr. Greely said. "You will draw the whole map of Jamaa. By hand. No computers allowed. If you use one, you will certainly fail.<br />
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The bell rung and Mr. Greely sighed before saying, "Tomorrow, we will be learning about the dangers Mira found in Jamaa. Be sure to finish your assignment by tomorrow."<br />
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Lostfairy stood up and grabbed her backpack. She glanced at Fluffy.<br />
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"What class do you have next?" Lost asked, curious.<br />
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"I have lunch. What do you have?" Fluffy said.<br />
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"Oh, me too!" Lost said.<br />
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Lost and Fluffy walked out of the classroom together towards the cafeteria, through the crowds of students.<br />
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When they got to the cafeteria, they pushed the doors open and Lost gaped at the sight.<br />
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There were tons and tons and <i>tons </i>of students. At the tables, in the lunch line, everywhere. The room was big and open. The tables were all made with a nice light coloring wood. The floor was like the floor in the entryway, marble. Vines grew from the walls and big windows made the room full light.<br />
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Fluffy said goodbye to Lost as she walked over to the lunch line to buy food.<br />
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Lost gulped and walked over to the quietest table she could find. There were a couple of kids here but they all ignored her.<br />
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Lost glanced around and noticed the girl across from her was reading a book. Lost moved her head lower to see what it was. It read <i>'Sherlock Holmes'</i> . The girl peered over her book, chewing on a cheesy piece of pizza.<br />
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Lost quickly moved her head back up, hoping she didn't look weird.<br />
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The girl smiled through the cheese and swallowed.<br />
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"Hi!" she said, brushing down her white dress. She had nice tan skin, like she had been outside for a while. Her hair was brown and looked great against her skin.<br />
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"Hey," Lost said, opening up her lunch bag. "Is that book good? I absolutely love books!"<br />
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"It's a GREAT mystery!" the girl said, bobbing her head up and down. "I'm Karalee, by the way. Or sometimes I go by DXplorergirl. What's your name?"<br />
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"I'm Lostfairy," Lost said. She then noticed another girl reading a book. It was a Bryan Davis book.<br />
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"Hey, my siblings love Bryan Davis," Lost said to the girl.<br />
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The girl looked up and smiled. "I love his books too! I'm Sarahkey. Oh, have you guys heard of Owl City? His music is super good!"<br />
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"Yeah! I listen to his music all the time," Lost said as she took her lunch out of the bag.<br />
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<i>Man, this is a great table!</i><br />
<i><br /></i> Sarah grinned and gazed over to the other side of the cafeteria. Lost turned to see what she was staring at. She couldn't see anything out of the ordinary, just a big crowd of kids around a small area.<br />
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"What are you looking at, Sarah?" Lost asked.<br />
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Sarah blinked and looked at Lost before smiling. "Oh, I just saw Julian. As in, the most awesome, popular guy here."<br />
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<i>Who even is Julian?</i><br />
<i><br /></i> "Um, sorry but who is Julian?" Lost said, biting into her sandwich.<br />
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"He's the most awesome-"<br />
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"I think she meant which guy over there is Julian. Because there are tons of people in this school and Lost here is new, right?" Karalee cut in.<br />
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"Ohh! Well, he's sitting over there." Sarah said pointing. "He has this curly kind of hair and he's wearing brown. Do you see him?"<br />
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Lost searched for a guy who fit the description. She finally noticed a guy who had curly, dirty blond-ish hair in the middle of a crowd. He was trying to eat his lunch and sign autographs at the same time.<br />
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<i>What's up with this school and 'famous' people?</i><br />
<i><br /></i> Lost turned back to her lunch and continued eating. She then felt a hard poke on her shoulder from behind her.<br />
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"Yes?" Lost sighed, turning around.<br />
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A boy with a weird spiked collar around his neck kept poking her.<br />
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"Yes?" Lost asked louder.<br />
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"Hey, do you want my tuna sandwich for your chicken sandwich? It's totally fair." the boy asked.<br />
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"Um, no thank you." Lost said, confused.<br />
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"C'mon! It's totally fair! My tuna sandwich is worth your sandwich. Here, I'll ask my buddy." the boy said.<br />
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"No. I don't really want to switch my lunch around. Sorry." Lost said, turning around.<br />
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The boy groaned and walked over to another table.<br />
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"That was weird." Lost said to Sarah and Karalee.<br />
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"No, it's normal around here." Karalee replied. "You'll get used to it."<br />
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"Well, I have to go." Lost said, putting her bag into the trashcan.<br />
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"Where are you going?" Sarah asked.<br />
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"I have to go to the office and ask which dorm I'm getting and when I should bring my stuff in." Lost explained.<br />
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"Okay, see you later, Lost!" Sarah said, waving.<br />
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Lost pushed her through the cafeteria and out into the hallway. She walked down the hall towards the office.<br />
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As she wandered down the halls, she thought of the first part of the day's events. Famous people being everywhere. Finding great people. Failing dodgeball. Having a great lunch table. In all, it was a pretty good start to school.<br />
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Lost finally stood in front of the office door and opened the door. The same lady Lost had seen earlier was still at the desk.<br />
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"Um, excuse me. Do you know when I can get my stuff to my dorm or when I get to even know which dorm I'm in?" Lost asked.<br />
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The lady looked up and smiled. "You haven't found out yet? Oh, that's okay," she said.<br />
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She looked down at her computer and clicked the mouse a few times before looking back up at Lost.<br />
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"What's your name again, sugar?"<br />
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"I'm Lostfairy."<br />
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The lady made some more clicks with the mouse and typed on the keyboard of a little bit. She grabbed a sticky note and wrote down something before handing the paper to Lost.<br />
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"This here is your dorm room number. And you can bring your stuff down to your dorm after all the classes," the lady said.<br />
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"Thanks. Can I phone my mom and tell her that she can bring my stuff over after school?" Lost asked.<br />
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"Sure thing." The lady grabbed the phone and gave it to Lost.<br />
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Lost dialed her mom's number and waited. Her mom picked up after three rings.<br />
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"Hello?"<br />
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"Hi, Mom."<br />
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"Oh, hi, sweetie!"<br />
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"Uh, Mom, I found out when you can bring my stuff over for my dorm. Just bring it over after school ends, okay?"<br />
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"Okay, Lostfairy. How is school? Do you like it?"<br />
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"Yeah, it's cool. I've met some cool people here."<br />
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"That's so good!"<br />
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"Uh, Mom, I got to go, the bell just rung and this school is really big so it takes a while getting from place to place."<br />
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"Okay, bye!"<br />
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"Bye."<br />
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Lost hung up and pushed the phone over the desk to the lady.<br />
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"You better go to your class, Lostfairy," the lady said, smiling.<br />
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Lost nodded and ran out of the room into the hallway. She then realized that she didn't know what her next class was.<br />
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Lost shrugged her backpack off her back and dug inside for her schedule. After finally finding it, Lost looked over it.<br />
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<i>Hmm, math next. Peachy.</i></div>
Lostfairyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173410322026284861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473872538012905201.post-64392286837675450602017-07-19T12:38:00.000-05:002017-07-19T12:38:49.817-05:00Chapter 3 - Absolute Torture A.K.A. Gym ClassThe bell rang loudly. Kids scrambled to get up, pushing their chairs and grabbing their books.<br />
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"Great first class!" Mr. Cosmo shouted above the noise. "You are all so bright and have such creative ideas on science. I can't wait to work with you more. Have a great next class and I'll see you tomorrow!"<br />
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Lost stood up and started putting her books into her backpack. She looked up and smiled at Penguin.<br />
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"That was a pretty good start, partner." Lost joked. She had had a lot of fun doing science with Penguin. Turns out, he was funny.<br />
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"We do make a pretty good team, don't we?" Penguin laughed.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"What's your next class?" Lost asked.<br />
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Penguin grabbed his schedule out of his jeans pocket and unfolded it.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Uh, I have history with some guy named Mr. Greely. Huh, that's a weird name," Penguin said.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"I have P.E. with the coach's name being Gilbert. Like, who names their kid that?" Lost said.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Have fun with Gilbert," he said as he walked towards the door.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Lost went out into the hall and looked down at her schedule.<br />
<i><br /></i> <i>Hmm, P.E. is on the bottom floor. I'm so not used to having this schedule and having to go up and down stairs all the time.</i><o:p></o:p><br />
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Lost walked down the stairs and down the hall to P.E. As she stepped into the gym, she noticed a group of girls clustered around one area across the room.<br />
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Curious, Lost wandered closer and found out why the girls were all squealing. Aparri was here.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<i><br /></i> <i>Great. Just great. Gym with a famous guy who all the girls adore and love. Well, except for Swirlshine.</i></div>
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Lost sat down on the bleachers and looked around, trying to see someone she knew.<o:p></o:p><br />
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There was that new girl from homeroom. What was her name? Oh right, it was Cuddly. She sat with a few girls and she seemed to telling a story, using her hands to make big gestures.<br />
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And there was that boy with emo hair from homeroom as well. He was sitting with a group of people who were all in black and red. They glared at anyone who came near.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<i><br /> Maybe I should stay clear of those guys.</i><o:p></o:p></div>
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Lost spotted Swirlshine, busy chatting with a red haired girl at the top of the bleachers.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<i><br /></i> <i>I'll let them talk. It'd be kinda rude if I randomly joined into their conversation.</i></div>
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As Lost started wondering when she'd have time to check out her locker, she heard loud squeals. She glanced up and saw the girls leaving Aparri and running toward Wisteriamoon. Aparri smiled and walked over to Wisteria. They grinned and walked toward the bleachers and sat down next to each other. The fans crowded around, asking for autographs.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<i><br /></i> <i>Seriously. It's SCHOOL. Not Hollywood.</i></div>
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TWEEEET!<o:p></o:p><br />
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Everyone stopped talking. Lost looked at the man who had just come into the gym and blown the whistle. <i>Must be our coach.</i><o:p></o:p><br />
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He had orange-ish hair with some gray mixed in. His big beard made me look like he should be something other than a coach.<br />
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"Alright! Everyone, stop talking. It's P.E. Not chatting class," said the coach. "I am Coach Gilbert. I expect respect from ALL of you. Is that clear?"<br />
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He continued without waiting for a response. "In this class, there will be no complaints, no whining, and NO slacking. IS THAT CLEAR?"<o:p></o:p><br />
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He stopped pacing around and looked at the kids expectantly.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Yes, Coach!" everyone said. Though, Lost could have sworn she heard someone say, "NO!"<br />
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Coach Gilbert nodded. "Today, we will be playing a game that is only for the fearless. It is the one of the toughest games any man has ever known. You could get BADLY injured or worse. If you can't handle this pressure, then leave."<o:p></o:p><br />
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We all looked at each, shocked. <i>What kind of game are we going to play?!</i><br />
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"Good!" he boomed when no one moved. "We are playing DODGE BALL!"<o:p></o:p><br />
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Some kids breathed sighs of relief while others groaned. Lost didn't really know what to think. <i>I haven't played dodge ball very many times.</i><o:p></o:p><br />
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<i><br /></i>"Everyone, OFF THE BLEACHERS!" Coach Gilbert yelled. "Line up!"<o:p></o:p></div>
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We scrambled off and stood in rows.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"If I say one when I'm in front of you, you're on team one. If I say two when I'm in front of you, you're on team two. Got it?" the coach said.<o:p></o:p><br />
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He started going through the rows. Lost was on team two. She watched to see who else was on her team. Cuddly was and so was Aparri.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<i><br /></i> <i>Splendid.</i><i><br /></i></div>
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Emo Hair was on team one along with Wisteriamoon. She glanced at Aparri and said, "You're going down. Cause like really, no one beats the team with Wisteriamooooon!"<o:p></o:p><br />
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"We'll see about that," he replied with a laugh.<br />
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Coach Gilbert finished setting up the teams and walked into the middle of the gym.<br />
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"Alright, when I blow my whistle, it's GAME TIME!" he shouted.<o:p></o:p><br />
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He walked over to the bleachers and sat down.<o:p></o:p><br />
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TWEET!<o:p></o:p><br />
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Everyone started running around and yelling. Lost could barely tell where the ball was.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Look out!" Cuddly shouted.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Lost looked up, startled. She saw the ball flying towards her. She jumped up and caught the ball. She tossed it and it flew back to the other side of the gym.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<i><br /></i> <i>Whew! I need to pay more attention.</i></div>
<i><br /></i>She started running and keeping an eye on the ball. She leaped in front of a red haired girl and caught it. She then threw it across the gym and it hit a kid on the other team. They sadly walked over to the bleachers and sat down to watch.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Nice one!" the girl said.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Thanks," Lost panted. "I'm Lostfairy, by the way. You?"<o:p></o:p><br />
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"I'm Nafaria. My buddies call me Naffy. Or Naffy Taffy," Nafaria said.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Lost grinned and watched the ball. Emo Hair had it and he was smiling weirdly at a kid on team two. <br />
Then he threw it at the kid.<br />
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WHAM! The boy fell over onto the floor.<br />
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"OWWW!" he cried. He looked like he was going to cry.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"You're out, sucker." Emo Hair sneered.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Coach, Coach, Coach!" The boy said, hobbling over to the bleachers. "Fman hit me. HARD! I, I fell and see! Look at this red mark! LOOK AT IT!"<br />
<i><br /></i> <i>So Fman is Emo Hair's name.</i><o:p></o:p><br />
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"This is dodge ball! Not a wimpy sport, kid. I told you before, if you can't handle it, leave," Coach Gilbert said.<o:p></o:p><br />
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The boy stared at him and then started crying. He ran out of the gym and slammed the door behind him.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Hey! You going to help or what?"<br />
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Lost spun around and saw Cuddly staring at her.<br />
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"Yeah, sorry," Lost said.<br />
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By now, most of the kids were on the bleachers. There were only Fman and Wisteriamoon on team one and Aparri, Cuddly, and Nafaria were on team two.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"You're going down, team two," Fman said.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"You have less people then we do. So, in my opinion, we will win," Aparri replied.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Pshh, who cares about your opinion? When does Aparri ever get anything right?" Fman said.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Aparri just stared at him. Then he threw the dodge ball right at Fman.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Fman easily caught it and laughed. "You're just some pretty boy who can't even throw a ball right."<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Stop chitchatting and start THROWING THE BALL!" Coach Gilbert yelled from across the gym.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Fman quickly tossed the ball at Nafaria when she wasn't looking.<br />
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"Look out, Nafaria!" Lost called.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Nafaria looked up just as the ball hit her. Rubbing her shoulder, she walked over to the bleachers.<br />
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Cuddly picked up the ball and threw it at Wisteria. Then Wisteria threw it at Lost. Then Lost threw it at Fman. The ball kept getting passed back and forth until one of Cuddly's friends called something to her.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Cuddly glanced over at them. "What did you say?" She asked.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Fman took this chance and threw the ball at her. It hit her square on her back. She yelped and turned to glare at Fman before walking over to her group of friends. She immediately started talking with them.<br />
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Aparri grabbed the ball and tossed it to the other side. Fman leaped out of the way and the ball hit Wisteriamoon.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"No one ever pushes Wisteriamooooooon!" She huffed and stomped over to the bleachers.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<i><br /></i> <i>How am I still in the game?!</i><o:p></o:p></div>
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Fman threw the ball at Aparri who tried to move out of the way but failed. He sighed and looked over <br />
at Lost as he walked over to Wisteria.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Lost gulped and picked up the ball. How could she hit Fman? He was really good at dodge ball.<o:p></o:p><br />
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She put her arm back and stared at Fman. It would take good aim.<o:p></o:p><br />
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She threw the ball as hard as she could.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Fman jumped up and hit it harder. It flew toward Lost's head. Out of instinct, she put her hands over her face.<br />
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The ball hit her and Coach Gilbert blew his whistle again.<o:p></o:p><br />
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The game was done. Lost had failed her team.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"The winner is team one!" Coach Gilbert said.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Team two groaned while team one cheered. Fman walked over to his group and smirked at Lost.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<i><br /></i> <i>How could I fail half my class on the first day?</i></div>
<i><br /></i>Nafaria walked over to Lost and patted her on the back.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"You did really good. And who cares that we didn't win? It's just a game," she said.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Thanks, Naf," Lost replied.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<i><br /></i> <i>Making my team lose is the perfect way to fit in. Not.<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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Lostfairyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173410322026284861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473872538012905201.post-7681992033572646362017-07-19T12:33:00.000-05:002017-07-19T12:48:25.734-05:00Chapter 2 - Just Getting StartedAs Lost stepped inside the room, some kids looked curiously at her. Lost tried to ignore them and looked around, trying to find a good desk that was free. She finally decided on one in the middle next to a bright, cheerful looking girl with brown hair and a boy with shaggy hair with chilled white ends.<o:p></o:p><br />
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She sat down and set her backpack on the ground. Lost looked at her classmates. The boy next to her seemed to like green. A lot. He wore at least three shades of green.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<i><br /></i> <i>Should I have worn all the same colors as well? Would I fit in more if I wore all one color in lots of shades?</i></div>
<br />
As Lost looked through her backpack, trying to look like she was doing something important and not just sitting there, she felt a tap on her shoulder.<br />
<br />
"Hi there! You new?" said the brown haired girl. She was wearing a cute yellow jacket with green clovers on it.<br />
<i><br /></i> <i>Maybe I'll be okay with what I'm wearing.</i><o:p></o:p><br />
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</div>
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"Hey. Yeah, I am," Lost said, wondering if she looked that out of place that anyone could tell she was new. "Are you?"<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Cool! Welcome here!" replied the girl happily. "Nope, I'm not new. I'm Swirlshine, by the way!"<o:p></o:p><br />
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<br />
"Nice name," Lost commented. "I'm Lostfairy."<o:p></o:p><br />
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"You're gonna love it here! It has tons of great people attending." Swirlshine grinned and pushed up her glasses. "Just so you know, the school has some 'famous' people here. I don't really care for 'the great and all so wonderful' Aparri. Some of the others are pretty cool, though."<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Yeah, I kinda met Aparri on the way here. Well, I didn't really meet him, more like bumped into him." Lost laughed nervously.<br />
<br />
Swirl laughed and opened her mouth to say something but got interrupted by the homeroom door opening.<br />
<br />
A lady came in and walked to the front of the room. She looked pretty young. Maybe early thirties. <br />
With her dark, long braid and turquoise cute clothes, it was kinda hard to tell.<o:p></o:p><br />
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</div>
<br />
"Hello everyone! Welcome to Jamaasian High," she said, kindly. "My name is Ms. Liza and I am your homeroom teacher for the rest of the year. Today we have a special treat. Headmaster Clark is coming to each homeroom to greet you all and wish you a good year."<o:p></o:p><br />
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</div>
<br />
She glanced toward the door. "Oh, look! There he is now." Ms. Liza walked over to the side of the room.<br />
<br />
"Good morning, everyone!" called the man as he walked up to the front of the class. "I am Clark Stacey, your headmaster. I really just wanted to come and wish everyone good luck on this year's school." He smiled.<o:p></o:p><br />
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</div>
<br />
Everyone smiled politely but someone called out, "We know! I can't wait for this dumb year to be OVER!"<br />
<br />
Lost turned and saw who had said it. A boy with black, long shaggy hair, almost emo style, crossed his arms over his leather jacket and frowned.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Clark cleared his throat before continuing. "This year will be spectacular. We have such bright teachers and bright students. I know you will all enjoy attending."<o:p></o:p><br />
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</div>
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He started pacing. "We mostly have the same students as last year but we have a few new students! I would like them to come up and tell us about themselves."<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Cuddly, Lostfairy, and Skywatcher. Please come up and inform us about yourselves," he said, smiling.<br />
<br />
Lost gulped and stood up, along with two other girls.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Cuddly, a curly haired girl who looked like she had a lot of energy, went first.<br />
<br />
"Hey, I'm Cuddly. I just moved here but I already love the community and city. Uh, I like hanging <br />
out online and being around friends." She glanced at Clark and then hurried back to her desk.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Skywatcher stood forward, brushing her caramel colored hair away from her face.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Um, hi. I'm Skywatcher. I can play piano. I like hanging out with my best friends and yeah, that's all I can think of."<o:p></o:p><br />
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<br />
Skywatcher quickly walked over to her desk. Lost gulped when she noticed everyone was looking at her. Also, her mouth was doing that thing where she wanted to say something but nothing came out.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Um, I'm Lostfairy. I, uh, used to be homeschooled but now, um, I go here. I mean, you can see that I go here, because I'm here, right?" Lost blushed as she stammered. "Uh, I like skateboarding and rollerblading. I also like, um, being outside and I love my computer. I also love books."<br />
<br />
Lost watched as some of the kids whispered to each other. As she went back to her desk, she felt her face go even warmer. As she sat, Clark went back to the front of the room.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Thanks for sharing, girls. Well, I'm sure we all feel like we know all three of the newcomers a little bit more." Clark smiled. "Now, it's time for your classes to start. Have an amazing first day!"<br />
<br />
Everyone scrambled to get up and grab their backpacks. The crowd started pushing and shoving their way to the door.<br />
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Lost took her time, slowly grabbing her backpack and standing up. She looked up to find Swirlshine smiling at her.<br />
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"C'mon! What class are you going to next? I hope we have the same one." Swirl beamed at Lost.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"I have science first. You?" Lost said.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Aww, I have math. I hope we get the next one the same! What's your next one after?" Swirl said, looking over.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"I have P.E.," Lost said.<br />
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"Oh! Me too! Yay!" Swirl jumped excitedly.<br />
<br />
Lost waved goodbye as she walked out of the room and started looking around for her science classroom. She looked around and saw a giant piece of paper on the wall next to her homeroom. She walked over and noticed it was a huge map of Jamaasian High.<br />
<em><br /></em> <em>It's so big, they need a map?!</em><o:p></o:p><br />
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</div>
<br />
Lost moved her finger over the map and found her science classroom. It was up on the third floor.<o:p></o:p><br />
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She looked around for stairs and noticed there was some wooden stairs down the hall. She walked over and climbed up to the second floor. Next to the stairs was another set, leading to the third floor. <br />
<br />
When she started going up, she noticed Aparri glancing over his shoulder as he ran down the stairs and almost rammed into her.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Aparri noticed too and yelled, "That seriously would have been our second time bumping into each other today."<o:p></o:p><br />
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Lost shook her head as he kept running down the hall. <em>That guy should look where he's going too.</em><br />
<br />
At the top of the stairs, she saw her class just next to the stairs. She opened the door and walked inside.<br />
<br />
It was emptier than the homeroom but still had some kids in it. Lost easily found a seat in the middle again. She glanced around and saw lots of beakers and test tubes. She even noticed a cauldron in the back of the room. <em>What's that for? Are we witches or what?</em><o:p></o:p><br />
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The door opened and a crowd of girls came in. They all sat down and crowded around one girl who had short brown hair and wore a bunch of pink. They all started whispering and looking around.<br />
<br />
Everyone stopped talking when they saw their teacher walk in. He had tanned skin and light brown hair. He looked pretty young, maybe early twenties. He wore a pea-green baseball cap and green shirt.<br />
<br />
He walked over to his desk and blackboard. He looked at every person and smiled.<o:p></o:p><br />
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</div>
<br />
"Hello everyone. I am your teacher, Cosmo. Please, call me Mr. Cosmo." He was about to continue when the shaggy haired boy with different colored ends burst into the room.<o:p></o:p><br />
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</div>
<br />
"Sorry, I'm late!" he panted.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"It's alright. Just sit down, please." Mr. Cosmo said, looking a little disturbed.<o:p></o:p><br />
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The boy grinned and sat down next to Lost. He looked at her and mouthed, "Hi!"<o:p></o:p><br />
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She nodded and looked back at the front of the room where Mr. Cosmo was writing his name on the <br />
blackboard.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Turning back around, Mr. Cosmo started talking. "So, welcome to my science class. I hope you all find out that science is a very wonderful and interesting thing to learn and study."<o:p></o:p><br />
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He started pacing. "To start today off, I want to pair you with your partner that will work with you for half the year."<br />
<br />
"Why can't we pick our science partner ourselves?" somebody shouted from the back.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Mr. Cosmo nodded. "Sure. You all can pick your partner. When you pick someone, push two desks together and sit there together."<br />
<br />
Everyone started moving and pushing desks around. Lost looked and saw lots of girls trying to be partners with the brown haired girl.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<br />
"Let me be your partner, Wisteria! Please!" they said.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<em><br /></em> <em>So that's Wisteriamoon. Interesting.</em><o:p></o:p></div>
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Lost felt a tap on her shoulder. She whirled around and saw the boy next to her smiling.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Wanna be partners?" he asked.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"Uh, sure." Lost nodded.<br />
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<br />
"I'm Penguin. What's your name?" he asked as he stood up to push his desk.<o:p></o:p><br />
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"I'm Lostfairy," Lost said as she pushed her desk over.<o:p></o:p><br />
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They sat down and waited for the others to be finished.<br />
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<br />
"Perfect! Everyone has a partner, I see." Mr. Cosmo said, nodding. "Now, let's start today's lesson!"Lostfairyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173410322026284861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473872538012905201.post-25284210778806074262017-07-18T18:19:00.000-05:002017-07-19T12:26:25.381-05:00Chapter 1 - There's a New Kid at Jamaasian High<div style="text-align: left;">
BEEP BEEP BEEP!<o:p></o:p><br />
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Lostfairy woke up with a start. She sat up and smiled. Today was going to be great. She'd stay home and read all morning. Then, she'd play computer and maybe watch an episode of "The Flash" with her siblings. Oh, and go for a bike ride!<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
Knock knock knock!<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"Could you <i>please </i>turn off your alarm clock?" called Dreadwisp, her brother, through the door. "It is very loud and it's getting annoying."<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
<i>Oops!</i><o:p></o:p><br />
<i><br /></i>Lost reached over and turned the alarm off. She stood up, stretched, and walked over to the door. Just as she was about to open it, she looked at her Disney calendar.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
<i>How could I forget?!</i><o:p></o:p><br />
<i><br /></i>She rushed out into the hallway and saw her mom, baking in the kitchen.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"Mom! Uh, is today September seventh?"<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
Her mom looked up and smiled. "Yes, it is. Why?"<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
Lost groaned. How could she have forgotten that today was the first day of school? Public school. As in, <i>not </i>homeschool.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"You better go get changed. It's already seven-thirty." said her mom.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
Lost ran back down the hall into her bedroom. She frantically opened her closet and stared at her clothes.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
<i>What should I wear? A dress? No, it's just school. Jeans and t-shirt? No way. Too plain.</i><o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
Finally deciding on a gray t-shirt and red skirt, she stepped back and looked into the mirror.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
<i>I'll have to do something with that hair of mine. </i>Lost grimaced. Her hair was curly, yet straight. It was tangled in a weird mess.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
After trying to get all the tangles out, she finally called it "decent."<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
She walked over to the dining room table and called, "Mom, when's breakfast and what are we having?"<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"Pancakes, Lostfairy! And I think the pancakes are ready now so bring your plate here," Mom replied. "Koolestkat, come! It's breakfast time!"<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
Koolestkat was Lost's sister. She was going to be attending the same school as Lostfairy.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
The two girls sat at the table and started eating their chocolate chip pancakes, hurriedly. Lost was done first and ran to get her backpack.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
Lost slung her backpack over her shoulder, already filled with her school things.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"I'm ready. Can we go now?" Lost asked as she stood by the front door.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"Yeah, Mom. I'm ready too," Koolest said.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
Mom got the keys and they all stepped outside. Once they were inside the car, Lost started getting really nervous. She tried to remember all she could about her new school.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
It was called Jamaasian High and it had a lot of kids attending. It was a boarding school, which would be very new for Lost. The headmaster, Clark Stacey, was pretty nice at the little tour last week that Lost went to. The school was huge and had lots of trees and flowers all around. Vines grew basically everywhere. There were fountains and ponds. It was naturey everywhere.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
They had been driving for a little when they went around a turn and Lost, all of a sudden, saw it. Jamaasian High. It was bigger than she remembered. Lost gulped nervously.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
They drove into the big, fancy parking lot. Mom stopped the car and looked at Lost and Koolest.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"You'll be okay?" she asked. "Try to figure out when you should bring all your clothes and things to your dorm. Phone me when you find that out."<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"Yeah. Totally," Lost replied, trying to sound calm. "Sure thing."<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
Koolest smiled at Lost while getting out of the car. Lost also stepped out and they turned to watched her mom smile, wave, and drive away.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
Turning back around, Lost stared at all the crowds of people. There were tons of kids!<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"Bye, Lost! See you later," Koolest said as she walked into the herds of kids.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
Lost watched her sister walk away before she started walking down the stone pathway to the giant, oak doors of the school. As she went, she heard bits of chatter coming from all around.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"Oh my gosh, we're going to the same school as Aparri!"<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"I hope I see Wisteriamoon again. Last year, she was, like, totally popular and cool."<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"I love all the nature around here! Totally awesome!"<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
Lost reached the door and had just reached out to open it when someone came in front her.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"Hey! You look new! Welcome to Jamaasian High! Hey, you wanna join the cheerleading team?" said a girl. She grinned at Lost.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"Uh, I think I'm good. I don't wanna, you know, break myself while doing something crazy," Lost said. "But thanks for the offer."<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
The girl laughed. "Well, okay then! By the way, I'm Snowyclaw! I'm the top cheerleader! And our school's mascot is a blue heron named Mira! Cool, right?"<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"I'm Lostfairy," Lost said.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"That's a nice name! Well, see you around!" Snowyclaw waved and walked back to a group of girls.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
After watching them for a few moments, Lost turned and opened the doors. She gasped when she stepped inside.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
The ceiling was very high and ivy went all the way down the stone walls. Wooden lockers all in long lines were down the hall. The ground was marble and in the center of the entryway was a huge statue of a bird. It seemed to have a magical glow around it.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
Lost spun around, soaking it all in, and bumped into someone.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"Dude, watch where you're going," said a boy with brown spiky-ish hair. He was wearing a bunch of different shades of red. Somehow, they all worked together.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"Sorry!" Lost blushed.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
The boy looked over his shoulder and saw a huge crowd of girls running toward him.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"Aparri! Aparri! Come back!" the girls cheered.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"Oh, great. I literally can't get anywhere around here without girls following me," he said and then started fast-walking towards the lockers.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
Lost shook her head. So that was the Aparri she had heard about from outside<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
She then started looking around for the school office. After a few minutes of walking up and down some stairs, a girl with pale skin and black hair walked up to her. Lost noticed she had a really pretty necklace on. It was a light blue gem that matched her eyes.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"You looked like you need help." said the girl, kindly.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"Heh, is it that obvious?" Lost said nervously. "I'm trying to find the school office."<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"Oh! I know where that is! Come with me," said the girl.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
Lost followed the girl. "I'm Lostfairy, by the way."<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"I'm Doomypanda. Most people call me Doomy," the girl replied.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
They walked down the hall. Doomy finally stopped at a glass door that had the words "School Office" on it.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"Here we are," she said.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"Thanks so much, Doomy! You saved me from a long time of searching," Lost said, grinning.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"Anytime!" Doomy said. "Hope I'll see you sometime in my classes, Lostfairy!"<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
Lost nodded and opened the door. There was a big desk in the middle of the room with a lady sitting behind it, typing on a computer. Lost walked up to the desk.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"Hi. I'm Lostfairy. I'm new here and I need my schedule, please," Lost said.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
The lady smiled and gave her a paper with her school schedule.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
"Welcome here. I hope you enjoy attending here, Lostfairy," she said. <o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
Lost looked down at her schedule and quickly checked to see what her first class was.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
<i>So first I go to homeroom, which is on the first floor.</i><o:p></o:p><br />
<i><br /></i>Lost moved her way through the loud crowd to her homeroom. The bell rung and people started running to their classrooms. Lost picked up her pace and found her class. She peered inside the door. Most of the desks were full already.<o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
<i>This is it. My first ever homeroom.</i><o:p></o:p><br />
<br />
Taking a deep breath, Lost opened the door and stepped through.</div>
Lostfairyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173410322026284861noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473872538012905201.post-51381762949306826062017-07-18T13:24:00.003-05:002017-07-18T17:50:00.532-05:00Welcome to Jamaasian High!Welcome to my Jamaasian High blog!<br />
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You may have read part of it on my main blog, <a href="https://animaljamjumble1.blogspot.ca/">Animal Jam Jumble</a>. I decided to continue the story on it's own blog! :D<br />
<br />Anyhoo, this story is about me, Lostfairy, going to a school where all of Animal Jam is a huge, boarding school and jammers are students. There are the hackers, the Youtubers, the adoption kids, the bloggers, the Alphas, and everything else. ^.^<br /><br /> If you dislike how I write your character and you feel like you are being written completely wrong, I am really sorry. I just wrote you how I think I know your personality. If you don't prefer how I wrote you, feel free to comment and let me know what I could do better. :)<br /><br /> Also, if I don't know how you look like, I make up a description. Like, how I would imagine you or how your animal looks like or even to match your user. So, again, if I somehow manage to guess how you looked like, it's all chance. Unless I saw a picture of you or you said it on your blog, of course. :P<br /><br /> I will try to post chapters as often as I can. And remember, writing a story is a lot of work and I like editing it until it's perfect!<br /><br /> Also, credit to AJkraft for some of the ideas! And a little bit of credit to Swirlshine for helping me dream up the idea. :D<br /><br /> I hope you enjoy my tale of woe! Enjoy, jam on, and read on!Lostfairyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173410322026284861noreply@blogger.com0