Ultimate Fan Fiction: Book 1, United

Part 1: Another Day of the Same

Elizabeth

Another day of the same. School, which meant ridicule, teasing, and another day of spending lunch, recess, and most of study hall, alone with a book on my lap. It's not that this is necessarily a bad thing, it just gets lonely every now and then. But it's what I'm used to, so it was what I did. I'm what most people call...how to put this delicately...a nerd? Well, that's their sorry excuse for an insult (I take great pride in my nerd powers), so lets just say I'm unpopular. It's a very confusing, and downright annoying, cycle. I was unpopular because I liked to read (gasp) because apparently reading makes somebody "lame", and since I'm so unpopular, nobody hangs out with me, and since nobody hangs out with me, I spend most of my time reading. It's an irritating cycle that sometimes I wish would end.
    Today started just like any other; Math class, boring, Spanish, unbearable, English, okay, study hall, quiet and lonely, lunch, quiet and lonely (not that I really ate anything that day anyway), recess, quiet and lonely, science, (Dear God, kill me now), Literature, my absolute favorite, and now music, which was where I was most easily able to concentrate. Well, at least on most days, today not so much. I was suffering from the worst headache I'd had in ages. Even worse than when mom and dad dragged me and my brother Roland out to the desert and forgot to bring water. This one was so bad that my vision started to get hazy and I couldn't sing as well as I could on any other day. Even my books, which were usually a form of escape, even if I was dying from the Black Plague, couldn't distract me, in fact, for some crazy reason, it seemed to have just made it worse.
    "Elizabeth?" My music teacher called. "Are you feeling all right?" Normally I'd lie and say I was fine so I wouldn't miss anything, but I was missing more of the lesson writhing in pain.
    "No," I admitted. "I think I need some water." Everyone jokingly gasped. It was very rare that I needed water, because of the afore mentioned reasons, and that either meant that someone had replaced me with a badly done clone, because there was no way I'd miss class for some mundane reason like being sick.
    The teacher wrote me a pass and I left the classroom. I wished I'd brought my book because I'd gotten to a really good part. That was in first period, when my headache started to get really bad. I hadn't picked up the book since and I wasn't used to not reading for such a long time.
    I walked down the hall and up the stairs. Honestly, I thought, I think I'm dying. As I slumped down the hallway, my feet dragging against the tiled floor, I kicked something wooden. It skidded across the floor and tumbled down the stairs. "Why would anyone leave a stick in the middle of-" I paused. It wasn't a stick I'd kicked. It was too straight and wasn't nearly thin enough. Even more, it was smooth and had no smaller branches sticking out. And it had a handle. I cautiously walked over to the...whatever it was...and picked it up. It was a wand.
    A wand, a real wooden wand, like from Harry Potter. And it wasn't some cheap knockoff made out of some twig found in the woods (someone gave one like that to me for my birthday. It broke before I even said a spell). I swished it, expecting it to fly out of my hand and break, but it was firm and sturdy. With trembling hands, I turned towards the artwork displayed on the wall. Why am I trying this? I thought. Making sure nobody was watching, I swished and flicked the wand at the painting. "Wingardium Leviosa." I said quietly. To my extreme surprise, the painting lifted off its hinges on the wall and floated gently towards the ceiling. I panicked and dropped the wand, the painting crashed to the floor with it. I quickly picked up the painting and put it back on the wall and looked suspiciously at the wand on the floor. I must be out of my mind. I thought as I picked it up and looked it over. It seemed to be made out of a very light material, possibly birch or willow. I also noticed something else, there was a name engraved on the handle. Elizabeth Duke. My name. Apparently this was my wand. I rolled my eyes and stuck it in my shirt pocket, thinking about turning it in to the lost and found later, when my something in my head felt like it had exploded. I moaned in agony and sunk to the floor. Get to the nurses's office. I thought frantically. I tried crawling on my hands and knees, but even that was too much for my head to take. That's when I realized, this didn't have anything to do with any physical pain, such as dehydration or pain caused by stress, this was completely mental. Something was wrong inside my mind. Frontal lobe? No this is more all over the brain, not around the temples or front, and I'm not having any trouble moving or thinking. Did I damage the Occipital lobe? No trouble seeing or blurry vision. Parietal lobe? No trouble with speaking or perception. Temporal lobe? I can still hear just fine.
    "AARH!" I yelled, clutching my head. "Thinking too hard." I heard footsteps coming from down the hall. Thank God, I thought. Someone heard me. The footsteps rapidly got closer and closer. I looked up to see who it was, it wasn't a student, but I still recognized him instantly.
I'm definitely out of my mind.

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I'M BACK BITCHES!!!!!!!!

It's been waaaaaaaaay too. Long since I posted something, jeez Double Bender seems like it was so long ago.
Anyway, guess what, I'm a Senior and I'm gonna go to college!! I'm going to St. Mary's College of Maryland, down in St. Mary's county. They have a killer English program and I'm hoping to study English and creative writing. And the campus is absolutely GORGEOUS!! I spent a week there for the Chesapeake Writers Conference and I loved it (the food is really good) So yeah, who has two thumbs and has her shit together? ...THIS GIRL!!!

Anyway, I hope you guys like this.

Love, your favorite Wafflebunny

~Maeve