Knowing Some Not All

Chapter One: The First Problem

My life is miserable. No one likes me except the teachers that I'm PRETTY sure are forced to be nice to me or else they'll get fired by the principal, my dad. Everyone thinks I'm some kind of freak. Nobody "understands" me and my life. And the only person I could've rambled this too left ages ago, and that one person was Emma Michelle Dontil.

A normal day at school had turned into one of the most devastating days of my life. I rode to school on my sparkley, flower covered, still-have-training-wheels, bike, hoping to come to school and see my best friend, my only friend, Emma Dontil. Parking my bike at the bike rack at Winchlez Academy for Advanced Students (WAFAS), I looked around for her pink sparkly backpack, usually gleaming and burning my eyes from it's many bright reflections, (especially because of my disease, Epothermalisoutis, other wise known at Eptous, which causes everything to look a different color then it actually is (so I don't know her backpack might be black and bland and I wouldn't be able to tell) but strangely enough, I couldn't find her.
EVERYDAY, we meet at the 2nd window on the right side at the front of the academy at EXACTLY 9:05 in the morning. But today, I didn't see that familiar glittering backpack, standing where she and being there at the time she was supposed to. I had just realized what happened. I ran towards the front office as fast as my long skinny legs could carry me, leaving my bike to fall over and knock over all the other bikes on the bike rack.

     I entered the front office, holding my hand over my heart, gasping for breath. I said with a slurred accent, " I. N -NEED-D. T-TO. S-SE-E. M-MY. D-." Before I was able to complete my sentence, I fainted right there, on the spot.

     I woke up in the nurses office, sat up, and looked to my right, to see the school nurse writing stuff down on her clipboard. Once she saw that I was awake, she hurried over to my bed and started questioning me. "Do you have a headache? Are you feeling woozy? Do you need anything?" I replied," No, No, and Yes, I need to speak with daddy." With that, everything flooded back into my head and I jumped out and ran out of the nurse's and walked quickly to daddy's office.