Now it's the action packed episode!
I have lost count of how many days we've been here, weeks or even months. I don't know what time it is, when day or night is. Right now day is when I wake up and night is when I sleep. I have reread all the boos we brought and walked around aimlessly just to waste time. My eyes flutter open, but I immediately shut them. Because something bright shines in my eyes.
Something bright.... My eyes fly open and I jump up, then I look at the window. It's not dark, it's a tree and grass and a blue sky and clouds.
I nearly fainted, "Warren, " I said shaking his shoulder to wake him up. I point to the window and his jaw drops. "Oh. My. Gosh." "Let's go outside!" I say as I run to grab my shoes. I just want to go outside, but Warren grabs my arm. "Hailey," He says sternly, I try to pull out of his grasp, but he keeps his hold. "We don't know how much as changed, we don't know who or what is out there. We just need to wait a bit, okay?" I nod and pull out of his grasp. I trudge down stairs and look out the window, every thing
seems fine. Warren just isn't happy that I woke up before him and saw it first. But I obey, and start cooking breakfast. I pour the gooey oatmeal into two bowls, we are getting low on supplies. I almost call Warren, but a knock leaves the words stuck in my throat.
A knock, must be my imagination, but I hear it again. Plus a, "HELLOOO? Is any body home?" I walk towards the door and open it, "Hello!" She says, she reminds me of someone.
But who? Then it hits me, and weighs down on my shoulders, and my head feels fuzzy. "Kayla?" I ask, she looks at me like I'm crazy. Maybe I am crazy, it wouldn't surprise me. "I'm not Kayla." She said sounding a whole lot like Kayla. "I'm Shirley, Shirley Salt. I had a great, great, great, great, great, great, great Aunt Kayla." My hand starts to shake,
I am going crazy. This isn't happening, this little girl is a figment of my imagination, I am dreaming. It is still dark outside. The trees are fake, the sky is fake, the grass is fake and the breeze is fake.
I start to laugh, and when I start I can not stop. "What happened to your great whatever aunt?" I ask in-between laughs. She now knows I'm crazy. "Well, when we had the big storm, she got trapped in a school." I stop laughing,
this isn't real, you are dreaming. " She was there with six other kids, they are now historic figures. They were Kayla Salt, Tommy Wendell, Sophie Thompson, Julie Barc, Benjamin Pole, Warren Abnegation and Hailey Finnly. My blood turns cold.
You are dreaming! I yell at my self.
Then why does it hurt when I pinch myself? "Wha...what happened to them?" I ask shakily. "Well, they looked in the school, but found no one. So they condemned the school over two hundred years ago." T
hen how come we only left no more then two years ago, how come I am still sixteen? "What year is it?" She furrows her eyebrows, "It's 2712." "What?" She nods, "They kept the school open as a memorial for five hundred years, then decided to close it because it wasn't structurally sound." "Warren!" I gasp. He comes down the stairs and stops, "Kayla?" He asked, like I did. "I'm not Kayla!" She cries again. "i'm Shirley! What's your guys problems?" "But she looks like Kayla." Warren whispers in my ear. "She said it's 2712. And Kayla's her seven times grab aunt." I whisper back.
"Can we see the school?" She nods and brings us outside, we follow her till we see a large building. All the window are boarded up, and the walls seem to want to fall on us. I start to cry, "There was no survivors found in the school." Kayla says matter of factly, which makes me sob. She stares at me, but I don't care. I just want to know what, as far as I know, Warren and I are the only ones that survived from the school."Hey?" asks Warren, "Mind if my friends come over?" Warren shakes his head and puts his arms around me. "I'm just as confused as you are." He says into my ear.
Kayla walks back over to us, with a small group in behind her. "That's Isaac Abnegation," she says pointing to a small boy, who looks just like Warren. "That's Becky, Isaac's older sister." she says pointing to a taller girl who looked to be my age. She looked like Warren as well. "She looks just like my sister." He whispers in my ear." "That's Dale Barc," pointing to a boy who's hand is casually laced with Becky's, Sophie's look alike. "And that's Micah Thompson." Almost a miniature version of Julie.
"Who are you guys?" She asks, Warrens arms that are wrapped around me tighten a bit.
He's tense, why? "I'm Warren." He says, "Hailey." "What are your last names?" She asks
, why does she need our last names? Warren hesitates, "Abnegation." Their faces fall open, "And don't tell me your last name is Finnly?" She looks at frowning. "It is." I say bitting my lip. "Oh," Kayla stops smiling, "I guess you we better go tell my mom, she's been waiting."
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