2) Earth’s Skye.
*Rrringg* *Slam*
"Oww! Why does my alarm clock have to be so loud!" I shout as I slam my hand into it, hurting my finger in the process.
Today is the first day back to school after spring break. I've loved the breaks of school since so long ago. But now that I actually have a friend I can't wait to go.
Tossing the blankets off the edge of the bed I practically jump out of the bottom bunk. But instead of my feet touching the ground they get caught on my blanket and I have a pre breakfast meal of floor flavored blanket.
*Ughh*
I groan and roll over to my side.
"Today was supposed to be a good day but so far this morning sucks." I sigh in exasperation as I pull my body upright and sit on the side of the bed.
Looking down I see my lack of clothes so I get up and move to the end of the bed. Reaching inside a small drawer that holds my couple good outfits I pull out some baggy grey running shorts, and a yellow shirt. Then I close the drawer.
"Man, it sucks having to wear these baggy shorts all the time." I mutter as I slip them on and tie the drawstrings of my giant shorts around my smaller waist.
Pulling the shirt over my head I feel as if I've grown into it a little. But as I turn to the mirror on the door I notice the baggy sleeves. Placing my arms on my hips with a light grip, I sigh, and give up.
Pulling my jacket off the corner of the top bunk I dig in the pocket fervently. Both sides connect to each other so it feels like a whole tiny pocket maze sometimes.
Just as my eyes widen I find it. Pulling out the chain I gaze at the only possession that I know isn't reusable. My carnelian lightning bolt pendant is dangling from my necklace and I tie it once more around my neck.
Then I push my arms through my jacket, swing my backpack over my right shoulder, and step out of my house.
As I step outside the door I take in my unchanging surroundings. Dark hallways of the school building, doors that are lined away from my location on both sides, and not a single man, woman, or child in sight.
Since my step mother abandoned me at this school I've found nothing but disappointment. She had told me she despised me for taking away her husband, but stepfather was the one who chose to adopt me after the accident.
"Choosing me was a mistake." I mutter to myself. My empty words echo across the empty hallway and I decided to get moving. I wonder if Luna is early again today? She's the only person who cares.
—Luna's Pov—
The one day I wanna be early is the day I get stuck in traffic. I really hope that Principal Constance is still in her office. I still have to hear her answer to my offer.
Since she lives right next to the school she usually comes in early to check on the orphanage. My new school was super hard to find at first since I hadn't ever lived in a bigger city like this one.
Sometimes I wished my parents would just stop moving but I didn't expect my wish to be fulfilled like that. The first day of our move my father collapsed while carrying a box and was hospitalized.
The doctors told me and my mother that it was a miracle he hadn't died. He had a heart attack and almost passed away in the hospital bed that night.
Then while we were unpacking my mother was hospitalized as well. Leaving me all alone to find a job to pay for the bills. Thankfully the principal said she would interview me for an assistant orphanage counselor position.
"Finally!" I shout as the light that I'd been sitting at for what seemed like forever changed to green. Stepping on the gas I veer into the school parking lot that was luckily right across the street.
I've been going to this school since before spring break, and it's the first day back. I'm normally anxious for school but now I have something to look forward to.
Then in quick succession I park my mom's car, unhook my seatbelt, fling open my door, grab my backpack, and speed walk to the staff doors. Luckily the door is open slightly and I walk inside.
"Just in time, Luna!" Miss Constance claps from behind me, startling me so badly I jump. She's always so enthusiastic, but sometimes my anxiety makes me dislike her extra bubbly nature.
"You got the job girly! Now come with me so we can finalize the paperwork and set up your payment method. Oh, and I have another job offer if you're interested." She says this in a tone laced with bliss and a super speedy pace.
Then she walks towards the office as I trail behind her. She even walks fast, I can't keep up with these heels. Expecting an actual interview and wearing business casual clothes was definitely a mistake.
The principal leads me down the hallway, into a quiet break room, and then sits down in a rolling chair. I take my chance and slide into my own rolling chair before taking a glance at a pair of running shoes that I conveniently took with me.
My mind is screaming at me to put them on but Principal Constance clears her throat and places a small stack of papers upon the table. She flips the first page over and slides it towards me.
"Just sign here and write the payment here. Then we can talk about the other offer I have in mind." She continues to bicker away as I tune her out and sign my name. After writing my account numbers I close the flap and look upwards again.
"So, what do you say?" The principal says with a widening smile. My mind screams at my heart "we forgot to listen, what now?" Just for my heart to start up "twelve hour anxiety increasing heartbeats" from premium heart-tube.
"Uhh… Can I. T-Think about it and get back to you?" I sputter out and wait for the whole "too late, should have listened to the first explanation" conversation.
"Sure thing! Here's a brochure for the field trip. Let me know what you think and I'll get you in as a second counselor." Miss Constance beams and spins around in her chair. My urge to spin my own chair grows but my mind seems to say, "Wait your turn buddy, anxiety has the floor."
Looking at the brochure I gain some much needed clarity. The school planned to send the two classes with the best behavior on a trip after spring break ended. The Mountain View looks so very relaxing and it seems like a great spot.
"This is a list of the students in the two classes that we picked to go." The Principal says eagerly and hands me a paper once more, this time with names.
"Unfortunately your grade level wasn't in the polls so I might have to make a call to your homeroom teacher." She says while frowning for the first time since I got here. I can't tell if I'm uncomfortable from her change in mood or my own.
"Uhh, Yeah… I'll look into this but since it's on the weekend I might not be able to. I'm still waiting for an update about-" I try to tell her that I'm most likely gonna have to turn her down but she shakes her head.
"Need more time to decide? Go ahead and text me your response later. Have fun in class girly." Miss Constance jumps out of her seat, checks the time, and proceeds to speed walk out of the break room without waiting for my response.
"I guess that's okay too…" I mutter to myself as I stand up and slip on my sneakers. The comforting feeling soothes my anxiety and I sigh a breath of relief.
Her personality is so, "Get up! Let's go!" That I can't keep up. Maybe I do need that vacation on the mountains after all. Maybe I could get my mother a souvenir from a nearby store or something?