Chapter 2

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I wake up to the usual, but this time something Is off. I walk into the kitchen and see everyone looking another direction.

"What's wrong?" I say worried

They all just look at me like I have to know something I don't. Then my Dad speaks up.

"You got accepted." before the words can even run through my head. My mom gets up and runs out of the kitchen crying.

"Are you serious??, I got accepted?" I say astonished

My father nods his head and excuses himself, my brother John congratulates me. So does Joe and Jack.

I want to ask a hole bunch of questions,  like when do I go?, when do I have to pack my stuff?,  or do I have to pack anything at all?

Instead I go and look for my mom and Dad. I find them in there room.

"Hey, I know that you guys are sad but if you don't want me to go it's fine. I won't go." I say but I want the exact opposite

My mom wipes her tears and smiles. "No,  Malencia your going to go. This is about your future and what your going to do with your life and recover the world from what happened in the past" she says and gets up and hugs me.

"Mom are you sure?, cause if you don't want me to go I won't. So are you sure?" I say looking at her straight in the eye.

She laughs "Yes, Malencia you can go and I am sure" she says

I give her one last hug and ask my Dad a couple of questions.

"You'll be leaving tomorrow morning" he says

Tomorrow morning?, Wow I thought it'd be in like a couple of weeks.

"Oh,  well I better spend as much time with you guys as possible then.... correct??"I say waiting for a response

"Of course, of course" he says and leaves the room.

I go see my brothers in the kitchen. I wonder what they think.

       

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All three of my brothers look at me with worry.

"What's wrong?" I say calmly although I am afraid to hear the response

Then Joe speaks up "Well, we are happy for you but we don't think you should go" he says flatly

I don't understand,  Why don't they want me to go?, it's supposed to be Good getting chosen to help recreated the world from disaster

"Why don't you guys think I should not go?" I say "I thought it was Good to be getting chosen and help understand what happened in the past" I say and you can now hear the frustration in my voice.

Joe, gets up and leaves. So does John and Jack.

I don't get it, Why are they now saying I should not go?, I mean do they not think I am capable of passing whatever I have to do to help the world?

I go to my room and start packing things.

I grab a big suite case, and put a pair of jeans,and a couple of shirts, I also pack stuff to remind me of my family,  like the pocket blade Jack gave to me. I also grab the tape recorder Joe gave me, he says he has another one. The last thing I bring is a tool thing, it's like a bundle of tools you have to pull out. I am assuming we would need something like this.

I walk into the bathroom and grab my toothbrush and hair brush.

I'm sure mom won't mind me taking it, she has a lot of other things to brush her hair with.

I then walk back to my room and set the bag on my bed. Since I am not leaving til tomorrow morning I have the rest if the day to do whatever I want.

I decide to take a little nap. So I set my head on the bed and fall asleep.

I wake up to someone tugging at me. I open my eyes and I blinded by the bright sun.

"Mal, Mal, wake up,  they want you to go now!" Joe says

I get up and concentrate on what he just said.

"They want me to go now?" I ask as if I had not heard what he said earlier.

"Yeah, they called Dad and said you need to go now." he says with a smile and pat's me on the back.

I get up as fast as I could and grab the suitcase that is lounging on the bed,  I run to my dad's room and he just nods his head.

Wait...Why is he nodding his head?, Does he just want me to leave?

"So ummm Dad do I just go?" I say but I already know the answer.

"He gets up from his bed and comes towards me. He grabs my shoulder and gives me one last hug and kisses my forehead.

"I love you Dad, thank you." I say and before I could hear his response I am out the door.

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I make it to central square. I see no one I am familiar with, then I see him.

Thomas.

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