The Elementals #1 by Kiki XoXo (best books to read for knowledge .TXT) 📕

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Finally my hand hits the off button on my alarm set for school, but I don't want to get up. It's not because it's time for school, I want school. I just don't want it to end, and this is the last Monday of my sophomore year.  Meaning, I'll be stuck in my huse again, with Harris, my over protective foster dad, and Sean, my pervy foster brother.  Shoving my black comforter off of me, I slip out of my bed beginning my morning routine or getting ready for school.  First, looking out the window  for a weather check, second, showering and all the hygenics, and third, getting dressed and leaving.  Grabbing the hair pony from my dresser I leave my room, and head down the stairs to the kitchen where Harris will be waiting with my breakfast that I never eat.

"Morning sweet pea! How'd you sleep?" Harris asks shoving a plate of waffles in my face, I swerve around him. "No breakfast again? I should make you an appointment. I mean I don't need you getting sick." He begins worrying out loud, and I sigh grabbing the plate taking one bite and leaving. I don't even bother to ask Sean for a ride. The last thing I want on my last week of freedom is him trying to get me to give him a blow job. It's only a fifteen minute walk to the school from our house so I don't mind. Reaching into my back pack, I grab my ipod sliding on my headphones and playing Amnesia by 5 Seconds of Summer. Ironic, that's what Melanie would say right now. Since I'm currently suffering from Amnesia myself. I have been now for two years, since I was 13. I don't even remember the accident. I just know it killed both my parents, hence why I'm in foster care. The doctors told me, that my name is Lyra Castir, but that's about it. Apparently my family moved a lot ... I don't know. I guess it's good having amnesia, it's hard to grieve over people you don't know... that's also the sad part. I don't remember my parents at all. I don't even know their names. Other then Castir. Distracted by my ipod, I almost fall to my knees tripping over  the big crack in the sidewalk. I do that all the time! I glare at the crack and continue my way to school.

Pulling the lock away from my locker, I swing open the door. Grabbing all my homework out of my back pack. Then I toss the bag on the bottom, grab my math book and other necessities, shut it and lock and head to the math room.  Taking my seat next to Sophie, we say our 'good mornings' and 'hellos'. She pulls out her phone, to show me something and I see her wallpaper. It's a picture of Melanies, her, and me from Halloween.  I was Yue from Avatar the Last Air Bender, Melanies was Tinker Bell, and Sophie was a minion from Despicable Me. I look at my costume, I looked a lot like Yue, even though she was a cartoon.  My hair kinda put it all together. White. My natural hair color is white, no I'm not an albino either. I've tried dying it, but it doesn't stay. Even when a professional does it, it all comes out and it's white again. I personally like it, it's obviously different and it's real.

"Did you hear a word I  just said?" Sophie asks knudging my shoulder. I look up at her, I didn't hear any thing. To lost in thought, she sighs. "I said we where invited to that party friday, you know end of school big celebration." Now I sigh. I lean back in my chair.

"I hate those parties." I whisper, and then the bell rings, Sean walks in late like usual.  He sits down, and the teacher starts the lesson. After math I head science, today we're just cleaning up the room. Throwing away dead frogs that weren't used, and letting go all the bugs we caught that were still living. I hate this, it's like being rubbed in my face that school is ending. Even if it is only a couple months, I hate summer, I hate the weather, and the whole entire no school things. Maybe it would be better if I was aloud to be in sports, and see friends, have a job even! But Harris wont let me. To many things can go wrong, that's what he says when I ask him. What ever that means.

Sophie and I make our way to the lunch room a couple periods later, chatting about summer plans already. I don't think she realizes I hate this conversation. Grabbing our food we sit next to Melanie, and keep up the summer plans conversation.  I notice of course when Sean comes in, I think everyone notices. He comes in talking loud enough, for people a cross the country to hear. He frantically looks for a second around the lunchroom, landing on me. He sends me a look,  almost like a warning. I stand up and dump my tray, what the hell is his problem? I go back inside,  brushing  past Sean and his friends who still haven't taken their seats. He grabs my elbow, and whispers to me.  Once he lets go, I plop into my chair, and smack my head on the table. 

"What is Sean's problem?" Melanie whispers, and I rub my forehead. Head butting the table isn't a smart idea. "He seems, more... creepy perv brother today then normal." Yeah, she couldn't be more right. He didn't  hit on me today though. He seemed genuinely worried, but he didn't say what about. He just told me to watch my back, and always carry the pepper spray Harris gave me. 

"What ever... he isn't important." I say, grabbing Sophie's un-opened milk, and holding it to my forehead. Why did I smack it so hard? First I almost die tripping over a crack, then a turtle bites my finger as I'm letting it go, and now Sean, and my head!  Sophie takes her milk away, and the pain  slowly disinegrates. "Anyways... your summers sound unbelievably fun." I begin changing the subject. They hop into a huge discussion about how to get me out of my house.  The bell goes off, and I head to my study hall. I have no homework, only  a free reading book. Which I'm almost done with,  I'm partly sure I'm the only sophomore who still reads. I'm also the only sophomore who isn't 16 yet.  Friday, so last day of school I'll be 16.  Doesn't that sound awesome?  Being the last day of school, big party that night,  and turning 16! No. I'm mean sure turning 16 is big, I'll get my permit... maybe if Harris lets me.... and I can get emancipated. Meaning I can leave this place.

"Lyra... you coming to my party Friday?"  Tatum asks sitting next to me, oh it's this study hall.  Tatum, throws all the parties but isnt actually in any sports. He just throws awesome parties, and he's been major crushing on me since last year, when Harris actually let me come to school. Don't get me wrong I'm crushing back, his dark brown hair and blue eyes, he has a skinny figure and is one hell of a runner... meaning he has great legs! ...But Harris would probably murder him... that's not a very good first date. Having your foster dad murder your date, but that's where it's confusing... he is a foster dad. Not a real dad. 

"I don't know. You know Harris, probably wont let me out of the house." I sigh, he leans forward in his chair. Obviously frusterated,  he rubs his eyes. "Tatum... I'm sorry....but you kno-"

"Sean will be there. Have Sean bring you!" He says, getting a look from the study hall teacher for his outburst.  "I can talk to Sean." He whispers.

"If you convince Sean to let me go. Without a price, then I'll be there." I smile, and he leans back  pride shining off him.  We play hangman, and tick-tack-toe the rest of the study hall. Also chatting about summer plans.  Once the bell rings again, I only have two classes left. I turn in my text books, in English and Spanish. Then I head home, also walking again, I don't want to talk to Sean about a ride. I still beat him home, happilly I go right into my room. Throwing on my headphones, and blaring the music I sit on my bed starring out the window. There is a boy standing outside, on the side walk, starring through my window right at me! I get up and look closer, no one is there! No boy?! I understand, I swear he was there.  Blonde curly hair, brown eyes, really  skinny figure.  He wasn't from school, I would've recognized him.  He wasn't real! He isn't there now, must've been me day dreaming.

Later that night I head to the kitchen, I don't eat super with  Harris and Sean. I hate it. Sean is always innapropriate, and Harris is all  ... well over protective foster dad.  Grabbing a banana and a Rootbeer, I  head back to my room. Sean stops me.

"Banana for super? You in the mood tonight?" He ask reaching to wrap an arm around me.  I slide back, he chuckles. "You know I can't touch... Harris would kill me." I sigh, I always forget that. "No matter how much I want to." He adds quickly. "Your lips are already spoken for though."  He whispers, grumpily then walks off. I turn watching him go. I don't think I was supposed to hear that. My lips are already spoken for? Okay then. Maybe it's his new way of flirting with me. He's been trying a bunch of different techiniques lately. Not wanting a banana anymore I set it down on the table, grabbing a lunchale from the fridge and finally making it back to my room. Pressing play on my tv as I walk by it, The Golden Compass starts playing.  It's my favorite movie, I think/hope my parents read the books and feel in love with the name Lyra. Since it is my name.  I lay my head down on my pillow, once I finish  brushing my teeth, and I feel how tired I really am. Not just physcally but mentally. I just I'm not on top of it anymore. I never am during the last couple weeks of school.

Heading down stairs the next morning, I skip breakfast. Harris isn't pleased. "You need to eat." He scolds. "Sean is giving you a ride to school from now on as well. No more walking." He adds, I turn already ready to fire back at him why that isn't okay. "No changing my mind. Sean gives you a ride or your don't go the school."  He just threatened to take away my last week a of freedom! Not happening. I'll live getting a ride from Sean.

"SEAN!" I yell up the stairs a couple minutes later. "I want to go!" I add, and he comes strolling down the stairs. I follow him out, once he unlocks his car, I slip into the back, and turn on the music. I get to school with no innapropriate incidents. Sean gave me a break. Melanie meets me at my locker, questioning me about why I'm later then usual. I replay the morning in my head as I tell her.  I'm happy he didn't bug me though, or at least my mood is still up high. At least as high as it can be.

Heading to first period, I watch for  Sophie. I haven't seen her yet