New Beginnings

Chapter 2: NEVER

So, as I was saying, I am on my way to my "dyslexia" class. The cold, stone corridor was long and empty . With the occasional exception of a year 7 (6th grade) student rushing to science, lab coat billowing almost gracefully behind them. The defence class (what my dyslexia lesson really is) was taken in a large, what can only really be described as a hall on the top floor of the school. The hall itself looked like it belonged in Tudor England rather than this high tech secondary school in America. It was made of mahogany and the ceiling arched upwards like a bridge. There were four pairs of 'w' shaped rafters hanging from the ceiling and in the join slap-bang in the middle of the 'w', was a crystal chandelier. The place was beautiful. However, you will probably have noticed by now that I have been using the past tense. Why? Because that beautiful hall was my dyslexia room. That was until my best friend Kaya burnt it (By accident, of course.) This all happened a few weeks ago, it was a perfectly normal Tuesday in May. I was in my defence class (I was seriously channeling my powers) and missing an Art lesson. Well, I'd missed some homework and Kaya came to drop it of for me before garden duty. (Garden duty being that every student has to take the time to tend to the school's rose garden, if you were asking.) She had my homework and her lunch, which consisted of a tuna sandwich and a chocolate milkshake, in one hand and a bottle of weed killer in the other. Meanwhile, I was working on creating a large defensive dome of indestructible plants around me (it takes quite a while.) Kaya walked in midway through this, saw it all, screamed, and with her obsessive love of horror stories, thought I was being attacked by an army of mutant plants.

"Don't worry Scarlett! I'll save you!"

"What are you, no wait! Let me explain! Don't do that!"

Only it was too late, Kaya had unscrewed the bottle of weed killer and was throwing it on my dome. Only my vines don't act normal plants do when touched by deadly weed killer, mine, they set on fire.

My so called 'indestructible defence dome' was now a ravaging fiery flame set upon trapping me. Kaya started screaming as the door to the exit was cut off and at basically what had happened since she'd entered the room. However Luke, my tutor, was giving me instructions for what to do and eventually I was out of the dome and the fiery mass collapsed on the floor. Setting the hall completely on fire. What happened next is history. But all you need to know is that I had a lot of explaining to do and that while the hall is being renovated, my defence classes are now going to be in what everyone calls the metal room. Which is basically a long rectangle shaped room where the walls, door ceiling and floor is made completely of metal. It has no windows with the exception of the small rectangular one in the door. I was walking towards the dyslexia room when through the window, I saw Luke talking to a man with chiselled features, a square jawline with stubble, greying brown hair and piercing grey eyes. This is a man that I have been told to run from whenever I see him. This man is Hayden Grislock, head of AEDA. What does AEDA stand for? Well it's only the

Agency(of)

Ellishen

Destruction(and)

Annihilation

Yeah, and this man is in the very same room as my Ellishen instructor.

It's not the best of situations, is it?

***

Right, what's the best the best course of action. Open the door and shoot vines at him? Yes, that would be it. Okay, here goes. I kicked down the door, vines have already started sprouting from my out-faced palms. My vibrant red hair is flowing all over the place. I must look pretty awesome. "Oh god, I knew this would happen," I looked up to see Luke getting strangled by my vines. "Oops, sorry Luke"