The Tree's Girl

Chapter Four

It has been a week since she started to study here at my school.

The 'disappearance of the three bullies' gossip only lasted for a while. The police announced it cased closed when they saw their clothes burned almost into ashes along with their bones, the police's guess was that they were playing around with fire behind the school's building and accidentally burnt themselves. Their guess was the furthest to reality, even if I didn't know what happened I wouldn’t believe them! After playing with fire, grass started to grow behind the school building?! That was why our town had many weird people, we have fools for officers. This brings my thought back to her.

After the 'three bullies' no one else disappeared. Why wasn't she making a move? And why did I want her to make a move? I couldn't read her, someone who's out of my league. I shouldn't care, I wouldn't care. We were two different people, who were in two different worlds. Her world is a world of murder and serving her tree friend. My world is... well... is my world.

Five days of the week I see her, I get irritated every time she looks at me her eyes brought lust. I wonder what will happen if I told her to stay away from me? She'd probably kill me. I'll just let her be, for my own safety.

Every dismissal, she's the last one to go home. I know that because I heard it from some gossip girls who were against her. They also said that she was a witch that enchants men to fall for her and then she burns them. Those girls were right about the enchanting part, but I never thought they believed that they were burned. I didn't blame them, the only thing behind the school is a tree, and an innocent looking tree is harmless. Good thing I know that it's a monster, cause for someone with my curiosity; I would've been a goner.

Going home, I didn't really care; I guess I was spacing out again. I remembered the day I first saw her here in our street, what was she doing there? Does she live near our house? I hope she doesn't, it's bad enough that we're classmates now we might be neighbours?! I ran faster, that thought made me want to go home as fast as I could!

Inside my room, I was sitting in front of my computer eating some biscuits, I again remembered her. The time that I was changing... was she the one who was looking through my window? I shuddered on that thought, what is she, a stalker?

Another thought, I knew she planned everything, me, the bullies and her, going to school an hour earlier. She didn’t plan to kill me, but her plan of killing the bullies was a success, then she told me she loved me...

UGH!

I threw myself on my bed. I hate that thought! I didn't want her to love me! Why does she love me anyway? The last time I saw her was when we were kids, at the tree, in the field. The only thing I did was scream and shout at her, showing her that I was afraid.

Then, why would she fall for me?

My memories are all messed up.

Well... after the accident I was in... I probably wouldn't remember much.

"Mom... where are we going?" I asked my mother while she was driving the car. "Just going to a park!"

A park?

We arrived at an amusement park, filled with many rides and games. I was impressed, every 10 year-olds' dream was to get to one. I dragged my mom to a roller coaster, the fastest one I rode so far. We went into a haunted house, which was filled with stupid people wearing stupid costumes, and they made me laugh. We both played games, I won a big giraffe! We played everything, we rode everything, except for the Ferris wheel, and they called it the circle of life. Because it showed the cycle of a butterfly, for me it was awesome, my mom thought it was cliché. I didn't care. I dragged her to the ride. She paid then we entered, we were in the butterfly.

We were flying up so high! I could see the whole city! I was popping my head out feeling the wind! It was awesome! But my mom pulled me in, talk about joy killer. "You might fall down, you know!" She raised her voice; I pouted and leaned on its door.

But... I didn't know it wasn't locked.

We were on the highest tip possible, and I was falling. The last picture I saw was my mom reaching out to me... slowly turning smaller and further from my sight then-

I jolted. Why did I remember that?

Those are something I shouldn't even care to think of but ... I never remembered anything else before that. I lost ten years' worth of memories. But out of all my ten years of memories, the one I remembered was the day that we first met.

Some questions answered, but some more add up. Maria Clara... why do you make me feels this way?