Claire Martin's POV
My mom and dog walk with me to school that special Wednesday in November. I am a fourth grader, and not only that, but it's my first day of Enrichment. Yeah, you heard me. I'm in the smart class. Of course, I love the stigma around being in the smart class, yet I don't actually like the smart classes. Maybe it's because all of my friends get to leave class every Wednesday. Today is the day that I become a "smart" kid. I got to leave class; leaving behind all of the multiplication that I had mastered weeks ago, yet people were still struggling. I said goodbye to my mom and dog - I love them so much. I walk to class, and proceed to do my morning work, more like morning work geeze, at least try to wake us up next time.
As it came nearer and nearer to the time to leave the classroom to go to enrichment, I steadily grew more excited. My head started to spin. This is going to be so fun! Am I actually going to have fun? Of course, my friends are there. Will I be as smart as I hope I am? My parents begged the school to let me in here. I don't want to let them down. I start getting dizzy and everything goes black.
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Why am I on the floor? Where am I? Who are these people? I'm scared. I look around the bright, white room. There is a group of people staring at me. They all seem to be men. I hate men. They scare me. After what happened, I can't stand men, much less men in business suits, like the people surrounding me. They are all staring at me. I can't pick up what they are saying. Is this even english? I pick up a little of what they are saying.
"Bocah wadon mau tangi," says one of the men to the group.
"Iya, dheweke wis," responds another. I don't like this. I have no clue what they are saying, but I'm scared. I look down to myself. I am in the same gray skirt and bright red t-shirt that I wore going to school today. Why am I not in enrichment?
"Sugeng rawuh ing pengayaan, bocah," says the last one. I start crying. The men start getting closer. I start crying harder and my face is becoming red with frustration. These men can tell I'm upset, yet they are still here. They continue encroaching on my personal space. They are right next to me. I'm so scared. I can't die. I'm only 9. The man who spoke first starts to speak again.
"Tenang wae. Kita ora bakal nglarani sampeyan." For some reason, I started to calm down. It was almost as if he had told me to calm down, like he wouldn't hurt me. I finally relaxed a little bit and I started to look at the men closer. The man who has spoken the most had a very angular face with dark green eyes, almost enchanting. His arms were very muscular and he seemed very strong. The second man was a little shorter, yet skinny. He was a little less muscular. The last man was like an awkward green bean. He had dirty blonde hair and a very tall structure. He had sea blue eyes. Too bad every single one of the men were scary.
As I finished calming down, it seemed that these men really didn't want to hurt her. She slowly trusted them, like she knew who they were. Then, the men screamed "Goleki dheweke!" And started to run at me.
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Third Person POV
Claire woke up with a jolt, cold sweating forming at her eyebrows. The whole thing had been a dream, yet Claire was still scared. She should have known it was a dream, her mother would have never walked her to school - Claire's mother hated her.
Claire looked over to the clock. 3:38 AM, it read. Claire knew she had to go back to sleep, but she was scared of what may come in her dreams, so she started getting ready for the day. She made herself some breakfast, some stale cereal and an apple. Once she finished that, she walked back to her room to get dressed and brush her teeth. Claire always cared about dental health, even though her mother refused to take her to the dentist.
Claire finally relaxed on the couch and turned on the TV. She put on a Tommyinnit video. He always made her laugh, no matter what time it was. Though he had a very small number of fans, she was one of the loyal ones. Claire always wanted what was best for people, so she dreamed along with Tommy about the day that he would blow up and become a famous streamer who would be recognized in real life.
