Broken Nightmare

Chapter 15

  I stared up at the huge school in front of me, Claire sitting next to me in the middle seat of the car, gaping just like I was. The front doors were huge, glass, and right under a sign that proclaimed "Robert S. Corneldo High School" in a blindingly pure white. The title lay in the center of a large gray circle with a blue rectangle behind it, making it pop out. The school gave me an instant worry about being able to find and get to my classes in time. The brick building was about the same size as our other school, but I have never been good with directions.

Students started towards the entrance, scattered in their own pairs as they went to go find more of their friends. I looked around the small sedan as we parked, another small car holding the rest of the group pulling in next to us. I unclicked my seatbelt and climbed out of the car, standing to get a closer view.

"Big, ha? Don't worry, we'll help ya out," Hyene proclaimed as she stepped out and handed me my new backpack I got.

Hyene took us to the mall, where we got more 'girly stuff' and new supplies for the school year. That included my cell phone. It seems like, on the drive up, Nathan took my old one and ran it over when he got the old truck. He said someone would track it. To be honest, though, I didn't even notice, and the smart phone was way too much for me to figure out and use.

I wasn't crazy about the whole going back to school ordeal. When I moved, that was the last High School I ever wanted to be in—the hallways are lonely, lunch consisting of eating by myself, and different material that I may or may not have already learned.

Hyene would be accompanying us, along with Blake, Jules, and Trysten. That is, when Jules got back from her "mission". They said our story was that Claire and I were sisters (she was adopted), our parents knew Hyene's, and we are neighbors. At least that's what we're saying so nobody constantly asks us why we always carpool together.

Claire jumped to my side. "Here," Hyene held out two plastic cards. "Your new school ID's."

I grabbed the one she had outstretched towards me, reading 'Elana Berret'. I looked over at Claire's, hers saying 'Claire Woodward'. "We had to change your last names, I hope that's okay?" Hyene asked, her British accent making 'your' sound like 'yo'.

"Oh, yeah, that's fine. I just never pined myself up as a Woodward," Claire said, sensing Hyene's uneasiness.

She smiled and turned to walk into the school. The few kids that were filing into the building seemed not to notice the new people at their school; just waltzing in after another weekend.

"The office is that way, through the double doors. Just ask for your schedule. Sorry none of us are in your classes," Hyene apologized again, pity showing on her face. Herself, Trysten, and Jules were all Seniors, and Blake was a Sophmore. Claire and I were the only Juniors.

"It's fine, really. Go have fun," I reassured her as Claire and I turned toward the glass office door, the principle's name under the title of 'Main Office'. Pushing open the door, we walked up to a large, round counter with an older lady behind it, speaking on the phone. She held up a single finger and ended her call.

"Good morning, ladies, how may I help you?" She asked with a friendly smile.

"My . . . sister and I just moved from Nevada and were wondering if maybe you have our schedules?" I asked, pausing for a moment to remember we are biological sisters here.

"Alright . . . names?" She asked as she rolled her chair to the other side of the counter and logged into her computer.

I checked my ID then Claire's before answering, making sure I had our names right. "Elana Berret and Claire Woodward?"