The Word Cloud

Chapter 1- start The dream had come to an end… Why do I always dream of them?? I thought. I abructively started to sulk as I looked around the small room, the room in which I would never see again. Care isn’t a nice place, all care offers is a roof over your head. A safe place to be. “Misty Dawn!” My stern social worker shouted outside my door. “I know, I’m getting up!” I told her and I heard her sigh. “The taxi will be here in 30 minutes so HURRY UP!” She ordered. “Okay… Okay!” I said, her footsteps were heard moving across the carpet as she was moving onto another room. Misty Dawn, god, I hate that blasted name I thought as I put my top on. The taxi gave a short pip of its’ horn. I knew that was for me so I gathered my stuff together and put my trainers on. “Goodbye!” I paused and shouted up the stairs. “Bye Leonie!” Leonie was my best friend in care and I knew that I was going to miss her. I didn’t hear her reply. I carted my suitcase outside when I heard someone yell. “MISTY…. WAIT!” I heard my friend shout. I turned around; Leonie flung her arms around me. “I’m going to miss you so much!” Leonie cried down my left ear. “I will to!” I told her and tears ran down my cheeks. Both of our faces were red from crying. “Oh yeah, I’ve got something for you.” I handed her a keying with both of our initials under it. “Thanks this is for you!” She told me. It was a necklace with both of our names on. The taxi piped, obviously becoming impatient. “Goodbye… please doesn’t do anything stupid.” I said grabbing her wrists where she’d slashed at them about a year ago. “I might come back… and I wanna see you in one piece.” We laughed and I opened the door of the taxi. She waved at me as the taxi turned the corner and then I saw her smile vanish. Please let her be okay… The journey was long and uncomfortable. The roads were long and boring with nothing but fields and trees. I tried talking to the driver but he didn’t reply to any of my questions. The most interesting thing that I saw was a rabbit squelched on the road. I shook my head and tried to ignore the sickly feeling that was beginning to form in my stomach; I rolled the window down hoping it would pass. The wind made my hair feel alive as It twisted and swirled In the summer breeze. At least the landscape looked pretty with flowers dotted around the many fields that I passed. I should be happy as the summer holidays were so near. A sudden thought struck me like a chime of a clock. I’m going to be in boarding School for the summer holidays. I had been ordered to boarding school after being expelled from 3 schools in my local area. My social worker could no longer control me and my neighborhood thought of me as a bad influence. This resulted to a bad reputation. This was my last option available to me; the one that I was about to screw up. I hoped that “Cadmium School” had lots to offer, just like the leaflets said it had. The taxi started to slow down and the iron gates opened slowly. My thoughts were interrupted by the driver talking. “I’ve dropped many teenagers off here. They never came out the same. Most of them go mad after a while saying about “Trees and another world.” He said with a dark look. “Is that supposed to scare me?” I asked and he raised a nail bitten finger. “No. Just be warned… this school is haunted by history.” He paused. “Read worlds of them by Chris Walters.” “Right…” I cried. The taxi drew to a halt; I stepped out. “Thanks for the ride.” My belongings were by my side so I turned to face the building. The gray stone and cement made the large school look ancient. The small windows made the place look like it was a prison. I could just make out that the door had many interesting swirls carved into it; this backed up my theory that the building was old. If the garden hadn’t held flowers I would have thought that the building was derelict. The window frames were newly painted and there was a path leading up to the door. My legs stiffly marched up the path like I was a robot who had been connected to a remote control. I glanced down along the corridor on my left hand side; on my right was another corridor. Straight in front of me was a small reception area. My shoes clicked against the polished floor as I staggered towards the reception (leaving my suitcase by the entrance.) "Hi," I said. "I'm here to attend the boarding school." The women at the counter ignored me, so I tapped my fingers on the desk in front of her."Hello??" I wafted my fingers in front of her face and (finally) caught her attention. She removed her earphones and politely gave me a smile. "How can I help you?" She said in a strange Australian accent. "I've come to board!" I paused. "My name is Misty Dawn." Smiling back. Her fingers slid gracefully across the keypad of her computer. "You’re in dorm 5." The women said, reading from her computer. "Where’s that?" "Left hand side..." She was interrupted by a loud shout. “Who put these bags here?” Someone asked, I turned around, and a teenager was rubbing his calf. “Sorry…” I exclaimed. “Oh Josh…you’re in dorm 5 aren’t you?” The women asked and he nodded his head. “You can help Misty around then!” Josh was a middle age teenager with a very skinny body. Josh’s eyes were dark brown and his hair was jet black with jell that made the look casual. His skin was golden brown like he had been in the sun for too long. “I like your name!” Josh said, I noticed that his voice had broken. It wasn’t a rough voice; in fact it was kind of soothing. “I hate it!” I told him; I saw him look shocked. “What is matter?” “Nothing,” We came to a door; his fingers twisted the knob and it opened with a squeak. The room held two rooms. One was a boy’s dorm, the other was a girls. “Everybody is out at the moment…” Josh cried. My eyes traced the many beds that were accompanied with wardrobes. “This is the girls’ dorm then.” I said, raising my eyebrows. “Yeah,” We walked into another room. “This is the boys.” It was exactly the same as the girls. Josh walked to a bed. “This is my bed.” He paused. “If you ever need me…” “Okay. Where’s my bed?” I asked. He led me back where we came from. “Here!” Josh pointed, I noticed that it was the closest to the boys’ dorm, and smiled. The large hall was filled with faces that i didnt recongise. I started to become nervous, so I turned around and grinned at Josh. He looked quite happy at my expression, but he turned away from me and contiued his converstion with his mate. The hall went silent; nobody moved. A dall figure walked smartly down the isle that ran down the middel of the hall. The middel aged man wore black trousers, a white t-shirt and a muti-striped tie. "Good morning Cadium School!" He greeted, happily and (maybe) too chearful for my liking. "Good Morning Mr. King!" The hall said in a loud chorus. Oh my god...do we have to say that every morning??! i thought " I believe we have some new students in today!" The headmaster announced. "Could you please come out!" My blood turned cold as i imagined myself tripping up. I knew three of the new students. "Misty!" I heard them mumble. I grasped each of their hands. "Yes Mia." I greeted, smirking. "Yes Hannah and Rachel!" I said, continuing to grin broadly. Mia, Hannah and Rachel met me in my first school that I went to. Then the second and then the fourth, it was like they followed me everywhere. "Right, now that we know who are new-comers are lets give them a clap!" The man said and the hall did as he pleased. "How sad is this school!" i mumbled to Rachel, the other two giggled. "You haven't changed." Mia whispered. "No, Misty Dawn never changes." i said to them. "Weve been reunited... the Aces are back!" Hannah cried. The Aces were a group that had been formed over 3 years ago, having realised that we shared the same talent. Having realised that we shared the same interests. We all want to shire, to prove that we wern't that bad. But nobody had given us the chance. So nobody knew about our talent.