English Ronnie (sequel to CHD)

English Ronnie

I hit the window seat cushion and roll onto the carpeted floor. Opening my eyes I see little pieces of light sprinkling down around me and feel a wave of wind that rushes over me. I reach up to the little pieces of light that tug at the back of my mind like I'm supposed to remember it when, a face hovers over me. "Are you okay?" I lay there looking up at his furrowed eyebrows. I sit up not answering him, and take in my surroundings. Three beds, two windows, a dresser, and two boys including the one beside me. I take in my arm and flex it, feeling as if it was once hurt and I watch as I stretch my fingers. "Are you okay?" the boy asks again a look of concern crossing his face. I go to answer him when someone exclaims, "What is she doing here?!" I whip my head around my hair falling on my shoulders. I look to see a girl standing before me on the window sill above the window seat, appearing to be holding the hand of someone who is unseen. "I'm not sure." the boy says. "She needs to leave!" the girl says. "Well, it seems she's hit her head pretty hard on the way in." the boy says standing. "But, she needs to leave!" her voice raises an octave as her piercing blue eyes blaze. "She should stay the night, incase." the boy says as I watch him. "No!" she yells. "Yes! I'm the eldest and what I say goes!" he yells his jaw throbbing. "I-" before she can say anything she is pulled back by an unseen force. The nagging feeling in the back of my mind finally becoming too much, I ask,

"Who are you?"