★ Pixie Dust ★ Supernatural ¹

1. Strangers And Strange Things

    “ It's so hard to forget pain, but it's   even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from  peace. ”

-Chuck Palahniuk

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I opened my eyes and blinked couple of times. It was like my body was awake, mind was sleeping. But I wanted my body to fall asleep too. So to get more comfortable, I turned my left to grab the pillow. I wish I didn’t. Cause there was my doraemon clock flashing a pure 10 am. Not a second late, not a second early. I screamed bloody murder. My roommate growled at the sudden noise. Wait, she didn’t wake up too. What happened to both of us. I quickly jumped out of the bed and changed my clothes. My sleepy friend finally caught on what happened. She threw at me our brushes, combs. I took them and put them to our backpacks including home works. She changed her clothes during that time and we finally ran towards our classrooms.

We were gonna be dead for sure. We missed 2 hours of lectures. We were running like crazy people but saw destiny, one of my classmate in the hallway. What was she doing here. Did she sleep in too? As we got close, saw her eyes were red rimmed. What happened? Seeing us she said, "Ms. Yolanda died". WHAT!!!!! "I saw her yesterday, she was perfectly fine", I panted. "The police found her body in  the car this morning. They are saying her car slipped and crashed into tree", Destiny sniffed.

Most of the students were in the hallway and everybody was talking about Ms Yolanda. She is...was our librarian. She joined three months before. She was always at the library, sometimes even in the nights too. We didn’t talk much except occasionally in the library exchanging books. But still it was sad. Today's starting was bad, I wondered what the ending would be.

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All the classes were suspended. Our head girl told us to go to the auditorium. In case you guys wondering, we live in a girl's boarding school. So everything we usually did in the school premises. We were allowed to go outside but there was time restrictions.

Our headmistress talked about safe driving and gave us the official news of the death. After that we were told to head toward our dorms. I was nearly at my room when heard someone calling me. I turned around and saw our hostel super with two men. I was confused. I didn’t do anything to get in trouble. Well I hardly do anything exciting except my often visit in the library. As they came closer I noticed the men. They were both tall. One was super extra tall. He had long brown hair with a pair of hazel eyes. His gaze was soft and it became more soft as he saw me up close. The other one who was a little shorter, had apple-green eyes. He didn’t give any expression. But his face flushed a quick astonishment before going back to normal. They were both dressed up in suits.

"Miss Stratton, these gentleman are FBI agents. They are here to investigate Ms. Yolanda's case. They have some questions and since you spent most of your time in the library, I thought you could help them a little", hostel super said. "Um.....sure but I don’t know if I can help that much", I uncertainty said.

"Don't worry, it’s just normal inquiry ", the taller agent softly said. I gestured them to enter my room. They both looked around before sitting on chairs. I sat on my bed. It was silent like nobody knew what to say. The taller agent cleared his throat nervously. I was a little scared. What were they gonna say? Ms Yolanda died because of car crash. It was an accident and still FBI's were here. It didn’t seem good. My thoughts interrupted when the taller agent finally spoke,"So, I um...Agent Marshall and this is my partner Agent Hawkins. You are Fayre, right?". I just nod my head a little.

"Don't be nervous", he smiled reassuringly. I then bravely said, "What you guys want to know? I don't know that much about Ms. Yolanda".

"It’s alright. We are just gathering information of the students here. So how old are you?", Agent Marshall asked. "I just turned fifteen". Hearing that they both got a little pale. Weird. 

"And you are living here for how long?", Agent Marshall again asked. "Couple of years. I used to live in a foster home. But my social worker found this place a few years ago. So since then I am here", I smiled remembering that moment. I was lucky. My foster family was good and this school was nice too. A lots of children didn’t have same privilege  as me. Some might be even abused. So compared to them I was living like a princess.

They didn’t say anything for a long time. But again Agent Marshall broke the silence. I was wondering if his partner could speak or not. He didn’t utter a single word since we met.

"Your parents?", hearing that I froze up. It was a sore subject for me. But I still composed my self before answering, "They are not in the picture". Now both agent's face crumbled and I knew they were feeling sorry for me. But the shorter one looked like he was about to cry. So I quickly added, "It's alright. This place is really nice".

We were just staring at each other. They stayed a little while, asked me about my friends, my teachers. Then they thanked me and were about to leave. To my surprise, Agent Hawkins stopped and asked me, "Are you happy?"

So he could talk. But out of all other things, I wasn’t expecting that. I didn't even think the answer before my mouth automatically opened and I felt my self saying, "I am living". Hearing that he didn't wait any more.

I closed my door and collapsed on the bed. Those two men, they were behaving a little suspiciously. And most importantly, it looked like they were hiding something. But what?

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We were all exhausted because of today's incident. So unlike any other day most of us went to bed early. It was middle of night when I woke up jolted. For a while, I was confused.  But as my eyes adjusted in dark, I saw a golden glow under the door. I walked slowly towards it and opened the door. But with horrified expression, I saw nobody was there. The hall was dark and empty.