Trouble In Paradise

Chapter 3:An Offer

"What sort of offer?" I asked curiously. No one has ever made me an offer before, mainly because I don't talk to anyone. My mind was racing on what Mr. Oostenhuiz was going to say. Before I thought of something he spoke, "It is a trip to an island."
"An island?" I was totally shell shocked by this. Mr Oostenhuiz obviously saw the look on my face.

He gave a sad smile and said, "Yes. The school and I noticed your depression." Oh look, I've been noticed. "We," he continued, "thought that this would help clear your mind of your troubles." I was utterly speechless. "I, for one, does not want to see you upset your whole life. Your parents would not want to see you like this Chad."
"My parents can go to hell for all I care!" I snapped. "They never cared for me. They never loved me. They left me on someone's doorstep without a second thought if it would affect me. Look at me now! All grown up and they don't give two-"
"Chad," Mr. Oostenhuiz interrupted.

"At least consider this." He gave me a pamphlet of the information I'm required to know about this island. "With all due respect sir," I said, "how on this good green Earth am I going to afford this?"

"The school shall be supplying the necessary amount of money and necessities needed for this." I nearly choked on my tears now at this moment. No one has ever given me an opportunity like this. Not even Albert. "Thank you....sir. I.... I don't know how to thank you."

"Think nothing of it Chad." He said. There was a silence between us. Mr. Oostenhuiz finally broke it with a short cough and said, "You should tell your father-"
"Albert." I interrupted.
"- that you will be going." And without any more words (or even goodbyes) and left the classroom.
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The house was quite quiet without Albert around. Albert will only be coming home around three o' clock. It is now half past two. It takes me half an hour to get to and from school. I went upstairs to my lovely room.

Sarcasm.

My room's walls is a blueish-purpleish colour, my favourite colour (don't judge me). My bed is by the window, the sun's rays shining upon my dark blue bed sheets. My spruce wood closet is across my bed. In the closet is Narnia.....

Jokes.

All that is in my closet is skeletons.....

More jokes. I could do this whole day.

For real now, all that is in my closet  isclothes and my shoes, neatly packed in small boxes aside for each other. Beside my bed is a cabinet where I keep my reading books. I love to read. I would normally read fictional books or fantasy. I took out my Percy Jackson book and put it on my bed. I took out the pamphlet and put it on my cabinet. I took my book and started reading it.

After reading fifty-three pages of The Last Olympian. I put the book back in my box of books that lies underneath my bed. Why do I want to go? Nobody knows me there so why should I bother?

Wait.

Nobody there knows who I am! A thought creeped into my head. "They won't know me at all." I said to myself. "They won't know that I'm a loner. They won't know of my suffering. Then again, Albert won't let me go. Too uptight about my safety." I stopped. I groaned as I realise what I was doing. "There I go again, talking to myself. Well done Chad." There was an urgent knock on my door. "Chad?" said a voice.

"Come in Albert." When did he come? I never heard the front door open. Albert opened my bedroom door and said, " I really think you should go to this island."

"How'd you know about it?" I asked curiously. "Mr. Oostenhuiz sent me a message." Albert said. "He told me everything I needed to know. Please Chad, go clear your mind. I am tired of you being sad." His eyes became sparkly now, wet around the edges. He smiled sadly and said, "I just want to see you happy for once. I know that I'm not your real father but just remember that what ever happens, I will always care for you. I would do anything."

"Albert...." I choked on tears. This was the first time he has ever said anything to me of how much he cared. I just couldn't say anything. Well, I normally don't say anything but I mean astonished. Maybe there is a sliver of hope. Maybe there is a ray of light in this eternal darkness.