Ebony Cores: The school

Chapter One

 I walked into the diner for work early friday morning, so refreshing to know it was my last shift of the week.

"Dana?" I said walking back into the kitchen.

"Oh hey Fox!" Dana said while cooking crepes.

"Finally I thought Friday would never come!" I said setting down my bag and putting on my apron on.

"Haha! I know when you work everyday the week seems to be longer" Dana said.

We opened the doors at 9:30 and customers started slowly trickling in.

By 12:00 the shop was overflowing with people wanting food. I was on severer duty. We were going to try skating around on skates to serve things to the customers to see if we could make it faster, and it would be a fun new change for the waiters.

Dana handed me some roller skates, "Are you sure you want to skate? You never have before."

"How hard can it be?" I said taking the skates from Dana's hands.

I stood up, grabbed the tray, and swiftly, tried to skate across the ground. Turns out Dana was right, I couldn't skate... I needed to stop quickly or I would run into the wall.

"AHH!" I yelled going uncontrollably faster and getting close to the wall.

Then as I smashed into the wall it seemed as if time got slower for me. I looked around and took a second or two to take in what was about to happen, but I guess things just seem to be slower in the moment of things, right?

"Fox!" Dana shouted and ran towards me.

"I'm fine." I said standing up.

"I told you, you wouldn't be able to skate!" Dana said helping me up.

"Well you can't sue me for trying... but you're right, maybe I do need a little more practice at this...." I said steadying myself on the skates.

"You're not going again are you?!" Dana said grabbing my arm.

"It doesn't hurt to try." I said.

"Yes, yes, it does! Are you blind? You just ran into a wall! A WALL!" Dana shouted at me, "And anyway this place is packing up, we don't have time for this."

"Fine," I said taking off the skates.

I really hated skating the first time and I actually wished while I was in the moment I didn't do it, so why did I so badly want to go again? I noticed this woman staring at me as I skated past, she seemed to study me very deeply as I zoomed past her, it was weird because the whole thing only happened in a few seconds..

As the day went by I still noticed her staring at me, I just waved and smiled, but she just sat there straight faced and staring- it was actually really creepy. The day went by pretty quickly, but the diner was busier than usual.

When we closed I was stuck cleaning the place up by myself. I ended up listening to music most of the time, dancing around and not getting much work done.

Finally I could get in my car and go home to my apartment g happily, know tomorrow, is saturday. When I walked in my dad was sitting in his normal spot at our table, drinking coffee, and reading a newspaper.

"You worked an all day shift today" He said.

"Yeah, I thought I wouldn't have to, but the place was crazy busy." I sort of laughed getting orange juice out of the fridge.

"You never texted me, or told me you had to." He said.

"I guess it never occurred to me, I mean I usually work all day Friday." I said realizing my dad was being a bit more serious.

"The older you get the more I worry about you." He said setting his newspaper and coffee down.

"I'm fine dad, I'm Seventeen!! I can handle myself." I said giving him a kiss on his forehead, "I'm going to bed now."

This week was a break off of school, but sadly, not from work I got in my pajamas, turned on my tv, and grabbed my phone. I started flipping through my camera roll looking at pictures of my mom. 

Fire ran to my mind, flaming hot spears being shot everywhere, destroying anything and everything it touches. I began to feel hot. A vivid image of the fire came to my mind. I felt as if I was standing there again. I could feel tears building up in my eyes.

I quickly turned off my phone. I closed my eyes and tried to think of better things... eventually I feel asleep.

Later I woke up in, I had forgotten to turn my lamp off. I got up to turn it off, but then I heard voices coming from the other room. I walked slowly up to my door and pressed my ear against my door. I couldn't hear very clearly, but I know my dad was getting upset. I cracked open my door to see who my dad was talking to. I saw the back of my dad's head and saw the lady that kept staring at me today at the diner. She seemed to be as upset as my dad was. There voices kept getting louder I could finally make words out of the sound.

"I don't want her around freaks!" My dad said.

"They're not freaks Mr. Myerson, I assure you it would be better for Fox to come with me." The lady said.

"My sweet little girl doesn't belong there will all those freaks." My dad shouted.

"Mr. Myerson they are not freaks, your daughter is just like them you're calling her a freak!" The lady shouted back.

"Da- dad?" I said stepping out of my room, "Wha- what's going on?"

"Go back to bed Fox," He said.

"Wait Fox I-" The lady said before being cut off by my dad.

"I think you should go, Mrs.Withers." My dad said sternly.

"Yes- well I see." Mrs.Withers said getting up.

After she left I asked my dad, "Who is she?"

"Nobody Fox, go back to bed."

"But, dad why-"

"FOX! I said go back to bed." He frustratedly said.

I stepped slowly back into my room and closed the door.