Data: The Ancient Chronicles

1: The Expected

"Picture a line of words. Now picture that line of words constantly moving through continual energy; constantly moving, creating, shaping, deleting, breaking and starting at once. That my dear, is called data. Oh you know what coding is? Well shit, this book might be boring for you. Just kidding. It's not that kind of book. This is something entirely different."

"The names Ana, nice to meet you. I hope you enjoy being inside my head because we're likely going to be here for a while. Let me elaborate myself a tiny bit for your sake because I imagine you're very confused. I am Nineteen years old living in the crazy streets of Dallas, Texas and my name is Anastasia Carvia, but most call me Data. Why you say? Oh you'll see. There's a lot you have yet to even experience yet."

March 19th, 2014:

Cars beeped aloud as they'd race by each other in the crowded streets of Dallas, Texas. People were continuously walking by each other, brushing past another in a hurry for their soul purposes in their minds that they thought would lead them some type of happiness. Trash would rustle over the streets and people would pay no mind to it. Dogs barking aloud and babies crying in the distance. The crazy life of Dallas, Texas was not a simple one. A girl with a grayed hoodie pushed past the people on the sideways with her long brown hair flowing past her shoulders. Her brown to almost black eyes glanced as she walked in a hurry to the next block and mumbled to herself,"Don't be late. Don't be late. Don't be late.", as she huddled her arms closed to her chest while her small legs inside her black skinny jeans and black converse rushed down the road. Her backpack rustled behind her as she made her way through the crowd, pushing past people as she finally made it to the crossroad, staring at the large building as to which she called school.

The loud bell emitted out loud as she made it across the street and caused her to jolt. She'd squint her eyes at the building in a ever so hated glare as she started to sprint towards the entrance of Dallas High School while mumbling under her breath,"Fuck. Fuck Fuck. She stared in hatred as one of the guards walked toward the entrance to close the door of the school causing her to sprint in full force toward the doorway. "Shii- Got it." She'd push between the door before the man finally closed it, clearing her throat as she'd look at him with her awkward expression. Jerry, the school guard, was not one to mess with even though he was 5"5 and she was 5"8. He always had that "I hate my job" face every time she saw him. "Late again?", he said with his usual monotone voice. She gave a slight smile at him with the words,"Heh-" and was stopped in her words before she could explain herself.

"I KNEW YOU WERE GONNA SHOW UP TODAY!", a voice shouted across the hallway that led to loads of separate classrooms. Thank god, she thought to herself as her eyes trained over to the only person she was ever able to tolerate in her few years of living. "Bruh. Jake owes me ten bucks now." She heard her best friend's feet rush over behind Jerry and Ana tilted her head past him to look towards her.

"Angel is somethin' else. Oh sorry, am I cutting in too soon? Just kidding not sorry. She's the only person worth talking about right now. Let me get this straight forward to you: She is not someone to mess around with. She may appear to be nice and sweet, but if you piss off someone she cares about aka muah, you are dead."

"Jerry, dude." Angel made her way over to Ana's side in her regular suspenders, snapback and converse with a huge smile on her face,"Chill bruh. It's Ana. You know her." "Too well.", Jerry replied with his monotone voice and his monotone.. life. He turned away sluggishly as he made his way back over to his security guard desk. Ana grinned as soon as Jerry's peripheral view was out of rang then she looked to Ang,"Dude. Thanks a lot." Angel's smile quickly turned so serious within a split second, and that's when Ana knew the ghetto was about to come out. Angel mumbled under her breath to her as she glared unhappily,"Finna beat ya ass if you do this shit again." Ana snorted loudly and caused Jerry to look over. Her eyes shot wide and without thinking she grabbed Angel by the arm, tugging her away from the entrance of the school to down the hallway quickly,"We don't need this shit." Ana said and laughed when Angel replied,"You're fucking right we don't."