The Soot Princess [Hiatus]

6-Creeper Alert!

Eevon

I picked up my book. It's called "White Dolphin". I flipped through a few pages of it. The book is about a girl, just like me. She can't read or write. She has dyslexia, I don't, mine was by choice. I chose not to read or write. I hate it.

I felt pressured to read the letter my real mom left for me. Ms. Walker told me about it and wants me to read it. The instructions my mother gave to Ms. Walker is that no one reads the letter before I do.

I'm afraid to know. I'm also scared not to know. What if the letter says that she hates me or that I ruined her life? I would feel terrible, if I caused her misery. What if I caused her to go broke, because of doctor bills and that's why she gave me up? What if... What if...

"Don't think of the stupid letter!" I muttered to myself. "It's not worth your time or worry!"

I looked down at my watch. "Holy shit! It's almost eight-thirty. I've been up here longer than I was planning on."

I was supposed to be down stairs thirty minutes ago for the game night that I never partake in.

I packed up my stuff and put it neatly in the knot hole. I climbed back across the roof and into the room I shared. I walked downstairs into the main room, where everyone hung out. I snuck into my regular spot by the window.

I'm invisible. The game night had already gotten on its way, so it was pretty easy to act invisible and attract no attention.

Steve Guolse was watching everyone play, while talking to Ms. Walker.

I opened the window a crack to let the warm summer breeze play across my face.

I felt the eyes of someone resting on my back. I resisted the urge to turn around.

Someone put a hand on my shoulder. I flinched slightly to the touch. "Where were you?" Mr. Guolse asked.

"Not here," I smartly replied.

"Well, that's obvious," he stated.

"Then, why did you ask?"

He... laughed...

He laughed at my smart alec reply or was he laughing at me? I got up to go outside, where I would not have to deal with this fly.

"Please, don't leave. I am dreadfully sorry if I offended you by laughing."

I sat back down, forced, since he was blocking my escape route anyway.

"Tell me about yourself, Evie."

"Eevon," I corrected.

"Sorry, Eevon... Why don't you go play with the other children?"

I hate people that try to make conversation just to here themselves talk. "You're too nosy for your own good," I replied.

"What gives you that idea?" He asked.

I raised my eyebrows and said, "Do I really have to answer that question?"

He laughed and I managed a weak smile.

"But why?" He pestered me.

"Ahhhhh! The impossible question that can only be answered by an impossible answer."

"Which is?"

"Silence," I responded.

"Interesting... Tell me about yourself," Mr. Guolse demanded.

"Are you always this demanding?" I inquired.

"Demanding, oh no! Curious, yes."

"Leave me alone."

"Look who's demanding now!"

"I said go!"

"I though you said 'Leave me alone!'"

"I did. Now, GO!"

"Disappearing on a dime, always alone, sounds like..." He didn't have time to finish before I punched him full throttle in the chest and frankly I didn't want to hear it.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" I yelled hopefully for the last time.

He knelt down on the ground, clutching his chest where I hit it him. Trust me, I'm no weakling. I probably only knocked the wind out of him. No collateral damage. 

The room was silent as Ms. Walker came over.

"Are you alright, Eevon?" she asked.

I nodded, turned my back to everyone and faced the window. The breexe ticked my nose making me want to sneeze.

Then she turned and asked Mr. Guolse the same thing.

"That girl packs quite a punch," he replied.

Ms. Walker glanced at me worried as she led Mr. Guolse away apologizing on my behalf.

Everyone watched the "show" and was staring at me, now.

"Go back to your games!" I yelled still tormented by that man, I mean half-assed bastard!

Everyone quickly went back to their games as if nothing happened, but everyone knew something had. I saw some give me uncertain glances and looked away as soon as I caught them, only to take another peak.

I got tired of the constant stares, it's like I'm a freak show. I left the room and went upstairs. I closed the door behind me.

I slipped off my shirt and shorts, putting them in the dirty clothes basket, and put on my nightgown. I laid down in bed and curled up under the covers, more for comfort than warmth, under the moonlit window.

"Why can't I do anything right?" I asked myself. "I wish for once in my life, I would be cared for like someone's own child, that I would be the chosen one. I wish I could do something right. Anything!"

A shooting star flew across the sky. Maybe, my wish will come true. Just maybe...

But of course just wishing doesn't do anything. You have to make it happen, which will never happen.

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White dolphin is a real book and I love it if you wanna check it out.

So, how was it? Give me your opinion. I need it. Don't be afraid to criticize. I won't get any better if everyone says I'm great. But I also like compliments!

:)