Jumping Through Worlds

Chapter 2

Lilly's POV
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"Sam, that's not how the story goes you're mixing it all up as usual," I scold my twin brother. "You see Tim" I say turning to my little brother, "The Mighty Harris doesn't only defeat his enemies, but he saves the students too. When Thurle falls into the fire, it's all undone!"

"No it isn't silly," Sam says and turns the pages of the comic book. "See? Cindy falls off the building and then Thurle falls into the fire. End."

"Cindy who? I've read this story one too many times there is no Cindy."

I grab the comic book, and just like he said, Cindy is printed on the pages. A blonde young girl, wearing a light blue silver suit. Even looks shiny printed on paper.

"Maybe I mixed it up with another story...." I say, and pass the comic book to little Tim.

Strange type of reading. Super heroes flying to the rescue, saving the day. Nobody but the bad guys die. It's not reality, enough said.

Just a couple days ago someone was murdered on the other side of our city. She wasn't a bad guy, but an innocent life, simply gone. That's reality for you, sometimes.

I look at Tim sitting on the bed beside me, how he turns the pages with wide eyes. He's heard the story more times then I had, and by now, I knew it by heart, or so I thought. But Tim, he never grew tired of the thoughts of these magnificent people, soaring thorough the sky, fighting evil, winning all the time and saving the day. They were his idols. He wanted to be like them.

"Timmy you better get to sleep now," I say, and close the comic book softly. "We can finish tomorrow?"

Tim looked sideways at me and his eyes lit up. "Would you read it with me tomorrow too?"

"Of course silly. On one condition. You sleep, now," I say and smile.

He puts the comic book in my hand and snuggles down into his bed, covering his little body with the blanket. "Goodnight," he murmurs.
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It's not that I'm not used to the big city, I've lived here my entire life. And it's not the feeling of being claustrophobic with the swarms of people walking the streets every single day. No no, I'm used to that.

It's just that sometimes I do like peacefulness, and I rarely ever get that in the centre of New York City itself. The stores are open long hours, and there's never not a reason to go shopping. So, my point is, is swamped.

And yes, I know, most people live an entire life wishing to go and see the famous city. But once you've been here for 15 years straight, been to the same places all these years, seen the same things everyday, met the same people over and over, you get just a teeny but tired of it. For a teen like me, I wish I could go somewhere else for a little change. See something new, a tropical place. An island. A new continent. Have some excitement.

I live here with my dad, and my two brothers. Mum passed away five years ago, when Tim was only 4. He grew up without a mother, and I have had to deal with the troubles of the teenage years alone.

Don't get me wrong, dad is the most awesome guy you can ever meet. Of course, he just isn't a mum, and he will never be able to give me those qualities a young woman needs.

"Lilly snap out of it, Mr Gregger almost noticed this time. You've been a little out of it lately girl," my best friend Brianna tells me. She pats me on my back and points to the board telling me to focus.

To be fair, physics is the worst.

"Now you learned a couple years ago that mass and inertia are the same thing, but as we explore this more and more, we can begin to see why they might have given these two different terms. In a way, it has helped the a English language, but save that for English class," Mr Gregger-the-grinch went on. All I basically heard from what he said was "Mass.... Inertia.... bla bla bla...."

My mind has been elsewhere lately, for what reason I don't know. I just can't seem to concentrate on anything or anyone.

"Dude," Brianna says after class, "What the hell is with you lately? Are you bothered by something?"

I am bothered by many things, small things. The only thing I'm actually bothered by is my boyfriend, Theo, who seems to be very distant. That's bothering me.

Brianna is my best friend, but I would never tell her that. She can be judgy, as in if I said that, instead of helping, she might say I'm needy, or overreacting. It's not her fault, it's her nature and her way of thinking.

"No, there's nothing. My mind has just been a little out of it."

Brianna looks at me for a while, then shrugs, and keeps walking by my side to the cafeteria.
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Homework is the worst. Especially essays, they suck more then anything.

But what sucks more then an essay, is a biology essay.

I take all three sciences. Don't ask me why, because I don't know how to explain the decision. I have no idea whatsoever what to do with my future, which is fine cause I'm just 15. I guess my thinking is to take all important subjects, just in case, so I can go to any school I want to when I do figure my future out.

I look down at the lab report I wrote up in class. All the numbers and pictures jumble up in my head, and I can't concentrate enough to finish it.

The comic book I was reading to Tim last night lies closed on my desk. I pick it up and flip through the pages. The character I never knew existed, Cindy, is printed on the front. Her blonde curls falls past her shoulders and down to her hips. Her blue eyes are carefully colored, in a light, yet dark shade. a Her costume matches her eyes, it's not clashing, it looks good.

The Mighty Harris stands next to her, tall and proud, and Thurle is lying on the ground in the background. Flames are drawn around the characters, and you can easily make out the sign on the building they're standing on, saying 'School'.

Would it be too much to maybe jump into their world and fly for a few hours? Let your mind run wild, and just be free?