CHAPTER THIRTY ONE: Helen of Troy

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        I resisted the urge to giggle but I really can’t and so they came out. “You know Dylan I would want to say it’s sweet of you to say that but watching me while I sleep seems kind of creepy...”

        Dylan laughed at my remark and replied, “You don’t want Edward and Bella?”

        Ms. Wednesday, my sponsor just barge in like a renaissance queen looking for her missing daughter shouting my name. She was worried and was very apologetic that she was not able to take care of me since last week because she was in another far off country. I can really say that I’m really lucky with my sponsor and with my friends.

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        “I’m very displeased with myself Halo, for being not here when you needed me so much,” Ms. Wednesday sobered while almost theatrically crying all over my bed and squishing ‘till I can’t breathe no more.

        “Ms. Wednesday I’m okay now, and I understand that you have loads of work to do and I’m really grateful you’re even here to begin with and...” I tried to explain while catching my breath but Ms. Wednesday kissed me on the forehead and said, “I already told you to call me Aunt Wed or would you rather call me mother? Plus, I see you not as a child I am to give money or benefits, I see you as my daughter from another mother that is...”

        My brain just made a turn over after what she said, my heart begun to throb so much.

        She just called me her DAUGHTER. My real mom won’t even address me that way she even said that I’m not hers and maybe someone just mistakenly switch to her real daughter. But the woman in front of me right now who just kissed me in the forehead and is not squishing me tightly in her arms sees me as her daughter.

        Then Ms. Wednesday stared at me worried painted in her perfectly given face which doesn’t even show any signs of aging. That’s when I noticed the tears in my eyes as everything became hazy.

        Then, a knock came to my door and Dylan peeped in and said, “Pardon with the intrusion Ms. Wednesday, Mr. Hawks and Ms. Grace would like to have a talk with you in the office.”

        “What is with you two calling me Ms. Wednesday? You,” she said pointing to Dylan. “Call me Aunt Wed.. and you,” as he pointed to me. “From now on, address me as mother.”

        That made me smile she walk towards the door and said her farewell, “Tata for now my little angels... I shall stop by again...” And she was gone.

        Dylan then sat on the edge of my bed and whispered, “Aunt Wed sure is astonishing.”

        “I agree...” I replied.

Isabelle’s Point of View

        I wished I had just died, but no everyone wants me to suffer. I can see the stare of everybody in Lanrete, some pity some, laughing at my current state and some ignores me. Then there are those whispers so loud I can hear them. Well, can’t blame them I’m nothing now... just like them.

        Who knew my oh so excellent sponsor would get tired of me and just revoke his sponsorship, but I know who I should be mad with... Then I saw Halo’s sponsor talking with Mr. Hawks followed by Ms. Grace.

        That Halo, what’s with her claiming everything? She had Dylan, she became an A rank, then she has this so gallant sponsor and from what I hear my sponsor even wanted to sponsor her, it just so happens that Halo’s sponsor did not allow him to.

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