"Kacey! Oh my gosh! How's New England been?" Alison squealed at her friend Kacey standing at her front door dressed in a blue graphic t-shirt with bunnies on it, black jeans and red sneakers.
"Huh- wait what?" Kacey spun around and analyzed her surroundings. She noticed a row of identical wooden doors along a corridor, thick purple carpeting floor and a door in front of her with the number twenty engraved on it.
"Why am I at the Greenhouse hostile?" she asked though the question was directed towards herself Alison answered anyway.
"To visit me of course and the mansion was it huge?" Alison asked pulling at her varsity friend's arm to enter her room and Kacey still confused followed along.
"When did I tell you I was visiting you?" Kacey asked with furrowed brows being dragged along to the bed in the corner of the room, as she eyed the bed on the other side of the room where she used to sleep.
"You called a few weeks ago, telling me you wanted to move back into the dorms, I guess New England is just not for you, right?"
"I did?" Kacey ignoring her comment and running her hands through her hair.
"Hey, are you okay?" Alison asks placing a hand on her shoulder.
"Yeah, don't worry Ali the drive- yeah the drive was tiring, I just need to sleep it off," Kacey lied to her friend, got off from the bed and lay on her bed.
Alison told her to take all the rest she needs, walked out the room and softly shut the door. Kacey lay on her back and stared at the ceiling.
"What the hell is going on?" she muttered to herself and placed an arm over her eyes, letting out a sigh.
"Well, well, still haven't figured it out and here I thought my successor would have brains," a sly voice of a women echoed in her head, this propped Kacey up.
"Who said that?" she called out to an empty room.
"You don't even know it's me, really really underwhelming," she spoke once more.
"Hela?" Kacey responded.
"Well, look at that, you not as dumb as you look," she snickered.
"What happened?" Kacey mustered up the courage to ask.
"In short, you fell through the portal I made and I altered your friend's memories, made a portal for your car," before Kacey could ask why she had done this, Hela cut her off.
"Don't ask why, because I'm not telling," she giggled like a school girl around her crush.
"Wha- why?!" Kacey screamed though fell backwards from exhaustion.
"Sleep dear child, sleep and forget," Hela's voice coerced and faded out in Kacey's head as her eyelids grew heavy.
"I'm not tired, I- I- I need to get back to my friends" she dozed off.
The week went by quickly, as Kacey Troy attended her journalism classes and wrote a few examinations. She packed all her clothes from her suitcases in her car to her cupboards in the Greenhouse hostile. Kacey had been invited to a doubled date with Alison Jones's alongside her and new boyfriend, she declined at first though after much pestering Kacey agreed.
"You look so cute, of course because I dressed you," Alison gave a hand clap.
"Ali, this is too much," Kacey gave her a nervous chuckle as she eyed herself in mirror, a flowing crimson dress with white blossoms patterns on it and a pair of white slip on heels.
"It's a date, it's appropriate, okay?" Alison told her and stood next to her in the mirror wearing a black leather pants, white off the shoulder top and red stilettos.
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A Lost Memory: Alitheia
FantasyYour average varsity student moves to New England to find a place to call home again, hauntings or supernatural presence can be felt long before she leaves luckily with her new friends who all possess abilities can they find their way out of the clu...