Chapter One

            I’m alone.

    Standing with my hand on the doorknob.

My knuckles are scraped and bloody.

My jacket seems to have lost a fight with a pair of sizers.

I can’t remember anything.

Suddenly, the door swings open. I go tumbling onto my Mother.

“What in Davy Jones’ locker?” Her mouth hangs open causing her cigarette to land on the floor, “Well, I guess you had the guts to beat up that kid after all.” She says with an approving smile. She pats me on the back and heads out the door.

To be honest, my memory is a load of mushy scrambled eggs. Did I mess up Elizabarf, I mean, Elizabeth Blackhole?” Or, Whora Fakelin?  Opps, Laura Franklin. My thought. No.

“Dude, what happened to you?”

“Shouldn’t you knock first?” I raise my voice. It’s, Wil.

He’s standing awkwardly in my doorway. He has on a shirt that says, “Beware! Aliens!” With a space craft on the front.

What a total dork.

“Where’s the party at?” Jen pushes Wil out of the way. She has on her party shoes and pretends to dance to a tech-no beat. “Woo, girl. What’d you get attacked by a squirrel on steroids?”

“You’ve been mistaken, Jen. Aliens came. Took her in their space craft. Then, used her for their cruel and unusual experiments.”

“What the junk kind of drugs are you taken, boy?” Jen snaps.

“You guys. Something has happened.” I raise my voice in annoyance.

“You’ve got that right. And who you calling guys. For sure, I am no guy.” Jen crosses her arms over her chest. 

I sigh in aggravation. Why can’t they shut their mouths for two damn seconds? “Excuse me. There is a serious problem and I’m determined to get some answers.”

                                

Reviews

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[{{Vanessa.Williams}}]

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[Emunah June.]

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