More Than A Book

Talk About First Impressions

 This chapter is based on the episode 'The Yuck Factor'.  I only own my OC's!

I was on that field filled with mist once again. The only difference was that there seemed to be even more mist, if that was possible. Maybe I'd have more luck finding out whose voice that was last time.... Suddenly, someone pulled me by my hand. "What are you waiting for, Lily?" It was Clover pulling me and wearing that weird suit from the night before.

"Where are we supposed to go?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. "Have you forgotten?" Alex asked, joining us with an identical smirk on her face. "He's waiting for you." Sam walked out of the mist this time, pointing at the mist. "Who's waiting for me?" I asked confused. But, instead of getting an answer, all three of them disappeared, and I was alone again.

What if... What if that was the voice from before? That he they were mentioning? "So, it's you." A voice said from somewhere, making me turn around in panic. That wasn't the voice from before, I knew that.... It was different. But, I couldn't remember anything else about the previous one, but this one, I could tell that he spoke in British accent and...

"Who are you?!" I demanded angrily, turning around repeatedly. "The one who can tell you what you want the most." The voice responded nonchalantly. "How do you know what I want the most?" I asked unimpressed. Was he some sort of a stalker, or pervert, or.... I mean, he was obviously an older man, judging by his voice!

"You'd like to know more about your father, right?" "How do you know?! Why don't you come out like a man?!" I demanded while clenching my fists. "How do I know? My dear, I know everything about him. And, I'm more of a man than your father ever was. Leaving your mother, who was pregnant with you, I'd be upset if I were you...." Who was this man for God's sake?! The one that claimed to know everything?!

Another nightmare.... Were they going to stop?! I wanted actual answers, not people telling me riddles! Lying on my bed, I knew doing that wasn't going to lead me anywhere. Not only I had to find out what those dreams meant, I also had to find out what the thing was with my three friends disappearing just like that.... And that man with them that night, what was his name again?

Mister British Man, the type of people Mother taught me to be like, the very type I couldn't stand... Wait. He called himself Jerry, but his name was Gerald! Another person just as unfortunate as me to be stuck with a long name.... But.... I burst in laughter by now. Ah, the irony. Again, he was like people Mother wanted me to be like, but she hated names like that....

Another weird thing was the fact that no one seemed to remember that rave.... I just couldn't figure it out.... I didn't know why, but I had this urge to go to our attic and look through some old albums. So, I went there, opening one box quickly and throwing out many albums before opening them...

But, most of the pictures were taken by Uncle Angus when I was a little girl. One was me on my 7th birthday, one on my first day of school.... And then, my heart stopped for a second. There was a picture, of a man and a woman. The worst thing was, the picture was in black and white! How was I supposed to know who people in the picture were?! It was a woman with long hair, and judging by her hair and eye color, they were lighter color.... Maybe that was Mother.

There was a man next to her, his arm around her shoulder while they were laughing, looking really happy. The man had this longhair, which seemed to be a lighter color, and those dark eyes.... I guessed this was where I got my eyes from, considering that I was a black sheep among all icy blue eyes; I got them from father... I had a feeling that this was him; this was my father with Mother when they were younger!

Too bad the picture was black and white... "Lily!" I could hear Uncle Angus calling me so I quickly took the picture and put it in my pocket carefully.This was too precious to be lost.... "Yes?" I quickly ran downstairs in front of Uncle who was looking at me disapprovingly. "You never told me how did it go on the last night's rave?"He asked scornfully.

Oh.... I had only one word in my mind right now. CRAP! "Me, rave? Uncle Angus,you explicitly told me I had no business at raves, especially with my ear problem!" I frowned while folding my arms. Unfortunately, knowing Uncle, he wouldn't fall for that. He knew better than that. "You're a good liar Lily, but even you know I'm the Master when it comes to that." He said icily.

"Fine, fine I went to the rave, but it's not what you think! It was at school two days ago, and vandals literally wanted to destroy it! And, in fairness," I continued. "I didn't listen to music at all; I managed to get some earplugs!" I finished ranting. "But that doesn't change the fact that you lied to me and defied my orders." Uncle glared.

I glared back. "To be honest Uncle, I don't give a flying damn at this moment."I responded calmly, making him grab my hand in anger. "Uncle or not, you can't talk to me like that." He declared, and I could sense his anger growing. Again, when he was mad, nothing ended up good. "Unless you calm down, I'll call your mother." He continued,making me look away angrily.

He threatened to call Mother? I didn't care about it at all. "Call her if  you want, I couldn't care less. But you'd better let go of me unless you want me to be late for school." "Consider this as a warning." He simply said, making me huff inwardly. A warning for what? For pointing out the truth? I decided to head to school as soon as possible.