Blousarry Academy

Chapter 2 ☆ The Rolled Letter

《Sierra》

I took the dusty blue carpet, covering a dusty cabinet.

"Ha-Ha-Aaaachhhhhoooooo!" I sneezed as the dust entered my nose. Then, I heard a small laugh behind me where a big dusty mirror was located.

I immediately stopped and looked behind me where I heard the laugh. I didn't see anything but I did heard little steps, running away.

"Wh-who's there?" I asked, stuttering. I admit, that was pretty scary. "Someone there?" I asked again but no one answered. I just shrugged. Maybe I'm just imagining things again. I laughed a bit. I always imagine things.

I picked a duster and used it on a dusty carpet. I laugh with that thought, "Well, everything's dusty here---" I stopped when something shined in a half-opened cabinet.

I'm curious so I went closer to the cabinet and opened it. "Woah. ." I gasped in amazement when I saw what's shining inside. "What's a key doing here?" I said, picking up the shiny silver key.

"Hey." Someone said behind me. "Hiyyyaaaa!" I shrieked as I looked behind.

"What's with that shocked expression, Poop face?" Athena teased while lend on the door.

"Uh-uhmm. . N-nothing!" I said, stuttering as I hid the key in my pocket. I don't know why I did that.

"Why so defensive, poop face?" She asked, teasing me again with her right eyebrow raised.

"I'm not defensive. Oh by the way, what are you doing here? You shouldn't be here. It's very dusty here." I said as I faked a cough. "See? And also, very cold." I said.

"Ew, you're so disgusting, poop face! I'm just here to tell you that you still have your things--or should I say trash, in your room downstairs. Get and transfer it. NOW." She demanded.

"Okay." I said then we went downstairs.

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I was heading upstairs; to the attic after I packed the things I left when someone loudly and fastly knocked on the front door.

"Who's there? Geez! Knocking so hard!" Mom complained as she ran towards the front door and unlocked the locks one by one. Don't ask, we have a lot of locks here.

I just shrugged, 'they must have ordered something' I thought.

As I reached the attic, I heard mom shouted loudly.

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhh! Feliciano! Help me! Burn those! Throw those!" She shouted at dad.

I hurriedly ran down the stairs.

"I'm trying, Imelda! I'm trying!" Dad replied, shouting.

I saw aunt Stephanie, came out of the room and screamed when she saw the birds, coming in. She's funny. . . And chubby too. Just like Athena, mom, and dad! Adorable! She ran back and fort as if she's crazy and went back to her room, banging the door.

"Wow." I gasped as I saw hundreds of birds flying in our house, each dropping rolled papers. I wonder what's inside those.

I was about to take a step towards them to get one of the letters when mom shouted at me, "STOP, SIERRA! DON'T YOU DARE COME HERE AND PICK THOSE LETTERS!"