Summer in Wonderland(8) Mop Head

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Chapter

"So how do you like it here?"

Deuce asked me the question but I didn't hear. The boy and the date tree was all I could think of. In my dream the boy had told me my wish that I had wished for would be fulfilled. I had wished for seeing someone I knew. I remember the gnawing pain the invisible hole inside of me gave me. If the boy said my wish really did come true maybe this boy, the date tree one can help me fill my hole with memories. But I knew nothing about him. I'll make it my duty to find out more about him, ASAP. Now that I had it all cleared out I popped my thinking bubble and focused on what Deuce was asking me.

"So.... Do you like it here uh...."

"Summer," I smiled sweetly at him and folded my hands in my lap waiting for what he had to say next. Everyone who talked about him around here made him seem so powerful but face to face, he was just any normal guy with a goatee.

"Summer? You, you know your name?"

"Why wouldn't I? Is there something I'm missing here?" Suddenly I felt bold, really bold. He seemed to be fidgeting. I felt powerful.

"Well not exactly uh, Summer." He forced his face into a smile.

"Alright then, but anyways it's quite nice here. The weather's nice. I haven't explored too much so I can't really say a lot about it."

"Ah yes. Well you can go exploring when we're having our little meeting, and then when you're done Torrence will do whatever he has planed for you."

"Yeah, that sounds nice." I stretched my face into a smile as my eyes began to explore his desk.

He had the same sort of rectangular box on his desk as i did in 'my room'. He had a mug filled with couple of pens and pencils and a frame that was turned towards him. Ignoring the couple of papers sitting on his desk, it was pretty bare. Behind him was a wall with a framed diploma, many actually. Beside them was a picture of him and another boy beside an offical looking man. It seemed pretty serious. Deuce cleared his throat,

"So Summer have you thought about what you'll be doing once your all fixed up?"

"Fixed up?" What was this man talking about?

"Well, you had a mighty fall Summer so once you're all healed we're going to have to do something about you. School? A job, helping out? What would you prefer?" his voice was sugar coated but his smile held power.

I couldn't talk. My boldness crumbled and now he was looking down on me. Somehow he had flipped the switch. I really didn't like this man. My head started pounding trying to think of my fall and then i saw it. The gash in the arm and mophead, the boy were somehow connected to this fall. Torrence was fidgeting beside me and Deuce had his eyebrows raised waiting for my answer.

"I'll just... i'm not sure now but i'll let you know when, when i figure it out." I tried to say it like i wasn't confused at all. But Deuce saw right through me for his smile turned larger, he clapped his hands as to finish off what we said,

"Well then we should get going. Our meetings soon, Torrence stay here. Summer probably knows the way out. Sorry for such a small time period for our meet but let's hope next times much longer shall we?"

"Let's not." I said to myself but i guess i wasn't that quiet.

"I beg your pardon Summer?"

I looked at him and shook my head, walking out of the room with my head held high glad to have gotten the last word.

Standing outside the door i shook mysef to clear off anything that had settled on me in the room both physically and mentally. Looking to my right I saw the date tree and inspected it looking for any sign or clue. Finding none i got up and was about to turn into the hallway when i heard the voices behind the door getting louder. Curiosity getting the better of me I walked back to the door and put my ear to it.

"And how the hell do you think she knows her name, who told her? The only people who knew her true name was you and I. You were probably getting chummy with her and it slipped our right? Her name was suppose to be Ruby. Not summer!"

"Sorry sir, i swear i didn't....."

I moved away from the door not wanting to hear Torrence's apology. I ran/walk out of the building ignoring the looks that were shot at me. Stepping out i took a breath of the fresh air and smiled at the sun but the moment didn't last long. All that was said in the office came back. I decided to take a walk.

Turning the corner I saw a couple houses but a bit further down there was a forest with a path.

Stepping into the forest was like stepping into another world. The trees towered like giants so you would only catch glimpses of the sky. There was a worn out path that led deeper into the forest, I decided to take my chances.

So Deuce was pretty much the tip of the pyramid. He made the rules and everyone had no choice but to follow. Torrence on the other hand is Deuce's litte doggy. Although he's older he's the one on the bottom. Hm.. I wonder how that happened. So it has been a little weird. I woke up and I don't remember much but when I try to remember I feel like a construction site or I just get really tired and forget about remembering alltogether. I was suppose to be named Ruby, but why? Why did I have that dream, and what does mop boy have to do with this? Yes he's going to help me remember something or he's a part of the past I can't remember but is he like a fairy or some mythical creature? There was way too many questions than answers. I have to find mop boy and talk to him. Also, who was the boy in my dream talking in riddles? Then came the flashback,

A bus and someone talking in my ear. Annoyed? Turning around, the boy in my dream. The boy in my dream is talking my ear off which is really annoying me. All of a sudden a sharp pain in my leg. I try to shake it off but instead wake myself from the flashback and realize I had actually fallen.

I picked myself up and dusted myself off. Looking up I blinked to make sure I wasn't still caught up in my flashback because there in front of me was the most beautiful view. It was a little beach with trees surrounding the whole thing. It was completely deserted except one tiny figure sitting on the rocks. Actually if I squinted my eyes, the figure looked a lot like mop boy. Bingo!

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