After living with the Stuek's for a couple weeks, they decided it was time for me to go to school. This gave me a whole new level of anxiety. From what I heard from the older kids at the orphanage, school is bad enough. But going to a new school, as a freshman would be hell.
"You'll have so much fun! toi can meet new people, and if toi want, toi can have your new Friends over..." Mrs. Stueck a dit cheerfully. She'd just gotten accueil from the store. She'd gotten me a bunch of new "school clothes." Thankfully, she refrained from buying anything pink.
"Thanks," I whispered. She stopped and gaped at me.
"Uh... No problem, Dear. Your welcome." I pursed my lips and nodded slowly. Then she returned to glorifying high school, when I knew it wasn't true.
The suivant day, I had to get up extra early, which I was not so thrilled about.
"Good morning, Hecate," Mr. Stueck smiled. He'd made the kids breakfast; eggs and pain grillé with orange juice. "G'head and eat before it gets cold," he a dit kindly.
"Thanks," I muttered. He smiled warmly. Amica and Amory's eyes widened. I bit my lip. If they acted like this every time I spoke, then I'd prefer to just shut up. I finished getting ready, and Mr. Stueck told everyone to get in the car. I got to sit in the front, while Amica and Amory sat in back. Amory got dropped off first, at the elementary school. Next, Amica got dropped off at middle school. Soon, Mr. Stueck pulled up in front of the high school.
"Well, here we are. Just go to the office and they'll give toi your schedule. I hope toi don't mind, but we registered toi as Fayard-Stueck..." I shrugged. "Ok, well, I'll pick toi up for school. Have a nice day." I nodded and got out, readjusting the strap of my messenger bag. I managed to find my way to the front office.
"Are toi a new student?" the secretary asked. I nodded, and she went to look through some papers. "Name please?"
"Hecate," I whispered. She leaned toward me; she hadn't heard me. "Hecate," I a dit again, my voice trembling.
"Ah, found it..." she smiled. Her eyes widened as she looked over my schedule. "Um... here toi are Miss Fayard..." she said. I took my schedule and then made a quick escape from the office. This is one of those times where I really hate what my parents did. Actually, I always hate it. But this is one of those times where I'm reminded of it.
I went to my first class, which was English. The teacher there, Mr. Ballard introduced me to the class and I took my seat.
"Aren't toi excited to be here?" he asked cheerfully. I shook my head, and the class giggled. Mr. Ballard frowned, and I cringed into my seat. I was just being honest...
After class, I was headed to math when a girl stopped me.
"Your name's Hecate?" she asked. I nodded and started to continue walking, but she stopped me again. "You live with the Stuek's, right?" I nodded again. So she remembered my last name... I was just glad that was what stuck with her. The kids my age don't generally know anything about my parents, because they weren't born when they did all those cruel things... The girl held out her hand. "Hi! I'm Chasity. I was Friends with Averil. Welcome to the school!" I hugged my livres closer to my chest, and did not try to shake her hand. She slowly pulled it back. "Um... So... toi wanna sit with my Friends and I at lunch? We'd l’amour to have you." I shrugged. "Well, if toi do, come on over! See ya!" she smiled and practically skipped away. I stood there for a while frozen, then shook my head and went off to math.
I didn't run into anyone else that wanted to talk to me for the suivant half of the day. Then lunch came, and I started to grow worried. At the orphanage, I had no problem eating par myself. The older kids would remind me though that when I started public school, I'd get picked on if I ate alone. I wasn't so sure I wanted to test their sincerity. I stood in the cafeteria with my tray, looking for a table, tableau that was barely occupied. If there wasn't that many people there, I'm sure they wouldn't mind me sitting there. It's not like I'd bother them at all.
"Hecate!" a voice called. I turned around, terrified. I'm sure no one knew me. I was ready to get beat up ou something. Lots of the older kids at the orphanage would tell horror stories to the homeschooled ones about how kids get beaten senseless all the time. But instead it was Chasity. "Wanna sit with us?" she asked. Not really, but I don't think I had a choice. I nodded and she smiled. "Great! Come on!"
I followed her across the cafeteria, to a table, tableau that had only a couple people at it.
"Sit here," she a dit excitedly. I did as she said, and my cœur, coeur picked up as the others at the table, tableau stared at me. "Guys, this is Hecate. Introduce yourselves!"
"Hi, I'm Liberty," a girl said. She had dirty blond hair and glasses. "Nice to have toi here." She looked to her side, where a boy with choppy blond hair was sitting. He wore a neon blue and green hoodie.
"Axel," he a dit in a rough voice. Chasity looked to a pair of kids that looked similar. The girl had long, spiky black hair and a couple red highlights. The boy had short spiky hair, and the tips were purple.
"That's Raven, and Crow. They're twins," Chasity said. corbeau, corneille nodded once and Raven smiled and waved.
"Our mom likes birds," Raven whispered. "In case toi couldn't tell." Axel scoffed.
"Hecate lives with the Stueck's," Chasity announced. Everyone's eyes widened, and Axel turned his gaze to the table.
"Oh," they all a dit grimly.
"How are they doing?" Liberty asked. I shrugged and nodded. "That's good," she a dit half heartedly. "...So, Axel, did toi finish the history homework?" she a dit quickly, changing the subject. Axel nodded and took it out, and Raven asked if he knew the answer to a question.
"Sorry about that," Chasity whispered. "It's been hard ever since Averil left. She was a good friend of ours." I nodded. Conversation picked up after that, to things that people enjoyed talking about. I didn't voice my opinion on anything, I just slowly picked at my lunch and listened in on a heated débats about animal abuse.
"Don't toi ever talk?" corbeau, corneille asked. Raven elbowed him in the side.
"Shut up! She's new here; she's just shy." I shrank inside myself and ducked my head. "It's ok, just ignore him," she said. "Just like I do." corbeau, corneille rolled his eyes.
Everyone was ok. Raven and corbeau, corneille seem to get on each other's nerves a lot. Liberty is the sweet and nice one; who's very aware of others' feelings. Axel is the goofball, but is also really smart. And Chasity seems to be the head of all of them. She kind of directs the conversations, but she doesn't seem to be aware of her power, and if she is, she doesn't abuse it.
Soon enough, the jour was over. Everyone met me outside and a dit goodbye. Raven hugged me, which was startling.
"Tell her parents we're so sorry," she said. She pulled away and waved, then left with her brother. Axel waved once and left his on skateboard. He ruffled Raven's hair as he passed them on the sidewalk.
"See ya," Liberty smiled before heading to her bus.
"So, did toi have a nice day?" Chasity asked. I shrugged. It could've been worse. She looked at me thoughtfully for a while. "You're not very talkative are you?" I blushed and shook my head. She had no idea... "That's ok," she smiled. "We're just glad to have toi here." A car honked. "Oops, that's my ride. See toi tomorrow, Hecate!" She patted my shoulder before running off to a car. I saw Mr. Stueck's car, and I went over and got in. Neither Amica ou Amory were there, making it even plus awkward.
"Did toi have a nice day?" he asked. I shrugged. "I saw toi with that girl. Is that Chasity?" I nodded. He was quiet for a moment, and nodded. "Wow... Haven't seen her in a long time. Well, I'm glad toi had a great day." I raised my eyebrow. I never a dit that, but ok.
"You'll have so much fun! toi can meet new people, and if toi want, toi can have your new Friends over..." Mrs. Stueck a dit cheerfully. She'd just gotten accueil from the store. She'd gotten me a bunch of new "school clothes." Thankfully, she refrained from buying anything pink.
"Thanks," I whispered. She stopped and gaped at me.
"Uh... No problem, Dear. Your welcome." I pursed my lips and nodded slowly. Then she returned to glorifying high school, when I knew it wasn't true.
The suivant day, I had to get up extra early, which I was not so thrilled about.
"Good morning, Hecate," Mr. Stueck smiled. He'd made the kids breakfast; eggs and pain grillé with orange juice. "G'head and eat before it gets cold," he a dit kindly.
"Thanks," I muttered. He smiled warmly. Amica and Amory's eyes widened. I bit my lip. If they acted like this every time I spoke, then I'd prefer to just shut up. I finished getting ready, and Mr. Stueck told everyone to get in the car. I got to sit in the front, while Amica and Amory sat in back. Amory got dropped off first, at the elementary school. Next, Amica got dropped off at middle school. Soon, Mr. Stueck pulled up in front of the high school.
"Well, here we are. Just go to the office and they'll give toi your schedule. I hope toi don't mind, but we registered toi as Fayard-Stueck..." I shrugged. "Ok, well, I'll pick toi up for school. Have a nice day." I nodded and got out, readjusting the strap of my messenger bag. I managed to find my way to the front office.
"Are toi a new student?" the secretary asked. I nodded, and she went to look through some papers. "Name please?"
"Hecate," I whispered. She leaned toward me; she hadn't heard me. "Hecate," I a dit again, my voice trembling.
"Ah, found it..." she smiled. Her eyes widened as she looked over my schedule. "Um... here toi are Miss Fayard..." she said. I took my schedule and then made a quick escape from the office. This is one of those times where I really hate what my parents did. Actually, I always hate it. But this is one of those times where I'm reminded of it.
I went to my first class, which was English. The teacher there, Mr. Ballard introduced me to the class and I took my seat.
"Aren't toi excited to be here?" he asked cheerfully. I shook my head, and the class giggled. Mr. Ballard frowned, and I cringed into my seat. I was just being honest...
After class, I was headed to math when a girl stopped me.
"Your name's Hecate?" she asked. I nodded and started to continue walking, but she stopped me again. "You live with the Stuek's, right?" I nodded again. So she remembered my last name... I was just glad that was what stuck with her. The kids my age don't generally know anything about my parents, because they weren't born when they did all those cruel things... The girl held out her hand. "Hi! I'm Chasity. I was Friends with Averil. Welcome to the school!" I hugged my livres closer to my chest, and did not try to shake her hand. She slowly pulled it back. "Um... So... toi wanna sit with my Friends and I at lunch? We'd l’amour to have you." I shrugged. "Well, if toi do, come on over! See ya!" she smiled and practically skipped away. I stood there for a while frozen, then shook my head and went off to math.
I didn't run into anyone else that wanted to talk to me for the suivant half of the day. Then lunch came, and I started to grow worried. At the orphanage, I had no problem eating par myself. The older kids would remind me though that when I started public school, I'd get picked on if I ate alone. I wasn't so sure I wanted to test their sincerity. I stood in the cafeteria with my tray, looking for a table, tableau that was barely occupied. If there wasn't that many people there, I'm sure they wouldn't mind me sitting there. It's not like I'd bother them at all.
"Hecate!" a voice called. I turned around, terrified. I'm sure no one knew me. I was ready to get beat up ou something. Lots of the older kids at the orphanage would tell horror stories to the homeschooled ones about how kids get beaten senseless all the time. But instead it was Chasity. "Wanna sit with us?" she asked. Not really, but I don't think I had a choice. I nodded and she smiled. "Great! Come on!"
I followed her across the cafeteria, to a table, tableau that had only a couple people at it.
"Sit here," she a dit excitedly. I did as she said, and my cœur, coeur picked up as the others at the table, tableau stared at me. "Guys, this is Hecate. Introduce yourselves!"
"Hi, I'm Liberty," a girl said. She had dirty blond hair and glasses. "Nice to have toi here." She looked to her side, where a boy with choppy blond hair was sitting. He wore a neon blue and green hoodie.
"Axel," he a dit in a rough voice. Chasity looked to a pair of kids that looked similar. The girl had long, spiky black hair and a couple red highlights. The boy had short spiky hair, and the tips were purple.
"That's Raven, and Crow. They're twins," Chasity said. corbeau, corneille nodded once and Raven smiled and waved.
"Our mom likes birds," Raven whispered. "In case toi couldn't tell." Axel scoffed.
"Hecate lives with the Stueck's," Chasity announced. Everyone's eyes widened, and Axel turned his gaze to the table.
"Oh," they all a dit grimly.
"How are they doing?" Liberty asked. I shrugged and nodded. "That's good," she a dit half heartedly. "...So, Axel, did toi finish the history homework?" she a dit quickly, changing the subject. Axel nodded and took it out, and Raven asked if he knew the answer to a question.
"Sorry about that," Chasity whispered. "It's been hard ever since Averil left. She was a good friend of ours." I nodded. Conversation picked up after that, to things that people enjoyed talking about. I didn't voice my opinion on anything, I just slowly picked at my lunch and listened in on a heated débats about animal abuse.
"Don't toi ever talk?" corbeau, corneille asked. Raven elbowed him in the side.
"Shut up! She's new here; she's just shy." I shrank inside myself and ducked my head. "It's ok, just ignore him," she said. "Just like I do." corbeau, corneille rolled his eyes.
Everyone was ok. Raven and corbeau, corneille seem to get on each other's nerves a lot. Liberty is the sweet and nice one; who's very aware of others' feelings. Axel is the goofball, but is also really smart. And Chasity seems to be the head of all of them. She kind of directs the conversations, but she doesn't seem to be aware of her power, and if she is, she doesn't abuse it.
Soon enough, the jour was over. Everyone met me outside and a dit goodbye. Raven hugged me, which was startling.
"Tell her parents we're so sorry," she said. She pulled away and waved, then left with her brother. Axel waved once and left his on skateboard. He ruffled Raven's hair as he passed them on the sidewalk.
"See ya," Liberty smiled before heading to her bus.
"So, did toi have a nice day?" Chasity asked. I shrugged. It could've been worse. She looked at me thoughtfully for a while. "You're not very talkative are you?" I blushed and shook my head. She had no idea... "That's ok," she smiled. "We're just glad to have toi here." A car honked. "Oops, that's my ride. See toi tomorrow, Hecate!" She patted my shoulder before running off to a car. I saw Mr. Stueck's car, and I went over and got in. Neither Amica ou Amory were there, making it even plus awkward.
"Did toi have a nice day?" he asked. I shrugged. "I saw toi with that girl. Is that Chasity?" I nodded. He was quiet for a moment, and nodded. "Wow... Haven't seen her in a long time. Well, I'm glad toi had a great day." I raised my eyebrow. I never a dit that, but ok.
There’s the shadow of a plane
The sound of an engine,
Flying in the rain.
Please, take me away.
Raise my hands to
Touch the sky.
Wish I could fly to the moon,
Maybe tonight.
Feet glued to the street,
I just have to
Reach.
Hey,
Hey, I just heard a plane
Fly over my place
Please, say that magic word
And take me far away?
This is just a short poem, inspired par Erin McCarley's song, "Bobble Head". I find working from songs a good way to cure my writer's block. It gives me a little push in the right direction. So if you're having trouble, try that :)
The sound of an engine,
Flying in the rain.
Please, take me away.
Raise my hands to
Touch the sky.
Wish I could fly to the moon,
Maybe tonight.
Feet glued to the street,
I just have to
Reach.
Hey,
Hey, I just heard a plane
Fly over my place
Please, say that magic word
And take me far away?
This is just a short poem, inspired par Erin McCarley's song, "Bobble Head". I find working from songs a good way to cure my writer's block. It gives me a little push in the right direction. So if you're having trouble, try that :)
I don't believe you.
I really don't
After all these years
This is what toi give me?
Why did toi break up with me?
I don't understand.
toi were so close with me
And then that tech freak came by
And toi left me.
toi abandoned me.
Why did toi dump me?
Such a close friend of mine.
Laughing with me all these years
Crying with me.
Now, toi leave me.
Why?
I don't understand anything that happened.
Why can't happy things happen
In this world?
Why do things have to be so sad?
I can't accept that it happened.
Because I am still a close friend
Of yours
But I can't accept the facts.
I just can't.
I really don't
After all these years
This is what toi give me?
Why did toi break up with me?
I don't understand.
toi were so close with me
And then that tech freak came by
And toi left me.
toi abandoned me.
Why did toi dump me?
Such a close friend of mine.
Laughing with me all these years
Crying with me.
Now, toi leave me.
Why?
I don't understand anything that happened.
Why can't happy things happen
In this world?
Why do things have to be so sad?
I can't accept that it happened.
Because I am still a close friend
Of yours
But I can't accept the facts.
I just can't.
When toi hope,
toi expect and wish,
toi have a feeling for wanting,
Your desires to be filled,
toi don’t want them killed,
Hope makes toi stronger,
We live to hope,
Hope is what keeps us going,
Keep it sealed,
Let it be healed,
Like it’s your shield,
Sometimes it’s your battle field,
Keep hope close to toi in life,
Sometimes toi need to rethink twice,
For hope is unstable,
It comes and goes,
Hope is a special gift,
Not everyone knows,
If they do, they don’t bother to show,
Some of us want to lose hope,
Some of us want to regain hope,
Some think it’s a useless tool,
Yet they’re the ones blind,
Who won’t come to mind?
toi and I, we all need hope,
No matter how far we seem from it,
It will find us one day,
For hope will come to us,
Wish and desire toi cœur, coeur out,
Keep in mind,
Don’t back away;
toi know what toi want,
Keep hoping till the END……
toi expect and wish,
toi have a feeling for wanting,
Your desires to be filled,
toi don’t want them killed,
Hope makes toi stronger,
We live to hope,
Hope is what keeps us going,
Keep it sealed,
Let it be healed,
Like it’s your shield,
Sometimes it’s your battle field,
Keep hope close to toi in life,
Sometimes toi need to rethink twice,
For hope is unstable,
It comes and goes,
Hope is a special gift,
Not everyone knows,
If they do, they don’t bother to show,
Some of us want to lose hope,
Some of us want to regain hope,
Some think it’s a useless tool,
Yet they’re the ones blind,
Who won’t come to mind?
toi and I, we all need hope,
No matter how far we seem from it,
It will find us one day,
For hope will come to us,
Wish and desire toi cœur, coeur out,
Keep in mind,
Don’t back away;
toi know what toi want,
Keep hoping till the END……
Temporary Home
For some people, this world is only a stopover. They arrive here to do some good while they can, but they know that this is still not their true home. They are anges who come to light up our lives with their luminescence and to teach us what they can before they have to déplacer on. They flash in on golden wings, but it seems that they are gone before toi can say “Thank you” ou “I l’amour you”. They leave softly, without fanfare. They Kiss our brow as lightly as a heart’s whisper, and smile, blinding us with its brightness. When we blink, they are gone.
For some people, this world is only a stopover. They arrive here to do some good while they can, but they know that this is still not their true home. They are anges who come to light up our lives with their luminescence and to teach us what they can before they have to déplacer on. They flash in on golden wings, but it seems that they are gone before toi can say “Thank you” ou “I l’amour you”. They leave softly, without fanfare. They Kiss our brow as lightly as a heart’s whisper, and smile, blinding us with its brightness. When we blink, they are gone.