Broken (The Siren Series #1) (9 page)

The story was over, but my eyes would not
move from the screen. A popping noise brought me back. I got to my
feet and went into the kitchen where it greeted me with a burning
smell. The toast was completely burnt. I grabbed two more slices
and placed them in the toaster. This time I waited, taking the
golden hot toast I started to spread some honey onto it. I ate it
carefully, hoping not to get any honey onto my uniform. I finished
my breakfast, placing the plate into the sink. Inside the there
were a few dishes piling up slowly.

“
I’ll do them after school.” I
said.

I grabbed my school bag and put on my black
heeled shoes and I was out the door. This time there was no car to
take me to school. I was walking my way to school. The news report
had me thinking. The woman had been talking about Kate and the
crash.

“
Why did it have to be on TV?” I
muttered to myself. “Everyone will be talking about it and I really
don’t need that right now.”

Seeing Kate’s picture on the TV brought
it all back. I didn’t want to think about
that
right now. I tried to shake the horrible
thoughts that were nagging at me. Just a few more steps and I would
be coming round the corner. My school was in plain sight. I could
feel my heart skip a beat. Maybe staying home would be good for me.
No I need to do this. School was what I needed right now, something
to distract myself.

I walked towards the grim building and saw
Lilly and Becky standing by the main gates talking amongst
themselves. Straight away I smiled and nearly ran towards them, but
my injuries filled me with pain.

“
Ellie?!” It was Becky who saw me
first. Lilly whipped round and I saw how happy she saw.

Both of them ran towards me. They were about
to hug me but I instantly backed away and they quickly
remembered.

“
Oh my god Ellie, I’m so sorry about
your aunt.” Becky sobbed.

“
Yeah Ellie, we’re sorry about Kate she
was a good person.” Lilly had tears in her eyes. “We heard it on
the news the other day.”

“
We wanted to see you at the hospital
but they wouldn’t let us in.” Lilly said.

“
Yeah we had flowers, cards and a cute
little teddy bear for you.” Becky said while counting her
fingers.

“
Ellie.” Lilly paused. “There is a
rumor
going around that you caused
the accident.”

I felt my body go
weak and my head flushed with dizzyness. The tightness inside my
stomach was back, but this time it was hurting. I wanted to scream,
shout, anything to releve this pain I was feeling.

“
Who?” I said
through gritted teeth.

“
Me and Lilly have
been trying to find out who started it, but we know it’s utter
bullshit.” she said.

“
Yeah Ellie, we
know It was just an accident.” said Lilly

Both of the girls
took turns talking, but I wasn’t really listening, I was ready to
explode on the inside. How could someone do this kind of thing,
what is wrong with people? I had to keep it locked away for now and
keep on going.

“
Come on, we need
to get to lessons.” said Lilly.

I followed them without a
word, trailing behind them with my head hanging low.

“
How you feeling
anyway?” Lilly asked. “Those cuts must hurt?”

I didn’t realize
that Lilly was talking to me until I looked up. “Um I’m okay, they
don’t sting at much as they used to and I’m still not steady on my
feet yet. Just need time to heal that’s all.” I said.

“
Do you want to
lean on..” Becky got cut off.

“
No she’s fine.”
Lilly blurted out.

I cleared my
throat. “So whats been going on, any news?” I asked.

“
Well not really,
just the same.” Lilly replied.

“
Oh.” I replied
sadly. I wished something would happen so it would take some of
the
pressure off.

“
Well I do have
something,” Becky said. “That little shit Matthew stood me
up.”

“
No way!” I
said.

“
Yep. She was
totally going mad on the phone.” Lilly said. “Swearing like mad
woman, she was.”

“
Well I was pissed
off that he stood me up, I was so looking forward to it as
well.”

“
What was his
excuse for standing you up?” I asked.

“
He said that his
cat was ill.” Beckys face lit up a bright red.

I pressed a hand
over my mouth to stop myself from bursting into laughter. Looking
over at Lilly she was doing the same. Lilly was the first to crack
and burst into laughter, I could not keep it in any longer and
laughter came flooding out. Lilly was laughing too hard that some
people were giving us weird looks.

“
Stop laughing!”
Becky ordered.

Lilly and I tried
to quell our laughing fits. After a while they died down leaving
our faces red and drenched with tears. Becky stood in front of us
with her arms locked around her waist with an evil stare in her
eyes.

“
Sorry Becky but
it’s too funny.” I said through little giggles.

While wiping some
tears off my face, the school buzzer rang loud through the halls,
signaling that it was time for lessons.

We entered the
school and walked down the corridor to our first lesson. For a
moment we were laughing and everything seemed like it was before,
but It was just an
illusion.

“
Well, see you
later then.” Becky said.

They both said
their goodbyes and then they were gone. I turned around to walk to
my own class when it seemed that all the students in the entire
school had descended into the hallways. More students came in and
out of door ways, some of them pushing and knocking into me without
a single sorry. I held onto myself while the pain flowed though my
beaten body. I tried to push against them to get to my lesson. It
was no use, I was not getting passed. Quickly I jumped into a small
corner to avoid the crowd. My forehead began to sweat. I swiped at
the beads of sweat and peeked out to see the tide of
students.

I can do
this.
I thought to
myself.

Deciding to stay
until I could more freely. Again I looked around the corner and saw
only a few handful of students left. I made a break for it and
quickly walked to my class.

My first class of
the day was science with Mrs Donavan. I walked through the doors
and saw her standing around her desk. Mrs Donavan began to write
todays lesson on the board. Today she wore another comfortable
cardigan along with a lose pair of brown trowsers. I sat at my
normal seat next to Leah. As I sat down she didn’t even acknowledge
me.

I grabbed my books
out of my bag and waited for Mrs Donavan to start. She turned
around to face the class. Slowly she scanned around the room and
her eyes met mine. She gave me a tiny smile and began to talk to
the class. I tried to smile back at her but could not. Todays
lesson was about photosynsisthis. Just thinking about that word
made my brain hurt. Was that the thing about the plants or
something. I placed my hand to my forehead, thinking more about it
made it worse.

I ignored my brain
and just listened to Mrs Donavan
instead. Some of the notes I jotted down were quite useful. As I
was writing more I prayed that my pen would not run out like last
time. Leah next to me did not look like she was in the mood. (Was
she ever in the mood?). I didn’t need friends like her anyway I had
Lilly and Becky. Just thinking about them made me smile a little,
then, my smile slipped.

Were
they just my friends because they knew I was some sort of freak,
did they place bets to see how long they could fool me?
I thought.

No. They wouldn’t
do that and It was stupid of me to think that, we are best friends.
Been best friends for many years. I would do anything for them and
I hoped that they would do anything for me too. I began to space
out while thinking of them. I mentally shook myself and got back to
the lesson. I stretched my cramped hand to relive my aching
muscles. Finally finished writing what was on the board. (God Mrs
Donavan did like to write a lot), I placed my pen down only to hear
the buzzer. (Thank god). Throwing my stuff into my bag, I quickly
walked to my next lesson, English.

Around the corner I
nearly ran into Becky, who was smiling at me.

“
I came to escort
you my lady.” She said as Becky did a low bow.

I gave a little
chuckle. “Come on ya’ werirdo.” I laughed.

We both walked down
the hall and down to the stairs to our English class.

We both arrived at
Mr Thomas’s class. I’d forgotten how good looking he was since I
was away, but sadly he was too old for me and of course my teacher,
totally against the rules. We entered the class, and somehow
knowing it was me, he spun around and met my eyes. Mr. Thomas had a
sympathetic look on his face.

“
I’m so sorry to
hear about your aunt Ellie,” He said softly. “How are
you?”

I was getting a
little sick of people asking that question. I know they just want
to see if I was ok, but slowly, I just wanted to scream, and run
away.

“
Um I’m okay just a
few cuts and bruses, that’s all.” I tried to keep my voice steady,
trying not to show how a complete wreak I was. “H-how did you
know?” I asked.

“
It was on the
news.” He said.

Great, did everyone
watch the news? I left the conversation there and sat next to
Becky. Mr Thomas cleared his throat, and as usual the girls started
to foam at the mouth. He held the book Romeo and Juilet in front of
him.

“
Today we will talk
about the deaths of Romeo and Juilet.” He said in his most lushes
voice.

What? When did that
happen. I prodded Becky next to me. “When the hell did they die?” I
asked.

“
Oh, oh yeah. Well,
it was all kicking off, Juilet died, then Romeo kills himself
because she’s dead. Then she wasn’t really dead but then because
Romeo died, she kills herself.” She placed her finger across her
throat and made a squelching noise, then
immediately regretting it.

“
Jesus,” I said.
“That’s dark.”

We both heard a
loud throat clearing noise from the front of the class. We lifted
our heads to see that Mr Thomas was waiting for us. His broad arms
folded in front of him.

“
Yes thank you
Becky for getting Ellie up to speed.” He said.

Sone of the girls
started to giggle behind me. Pathetic.

“
That’s enough.”
Mr Thomas said sternly. “Now lets get back to it.” He said holding
the book in the air.

In the class Mr
Thomas was asking questions about the characters in the book, and
most of the girls put up their hands to show how
“
inteligente”
they were. (Yeah right.) Even Becky put
her hand up and she hardly volunteered for anything. The girls were
blurting out any answer that came to mind, some of the answers they
gave were kinda’ funny. Even Mr Thomas laughed at one or two. He
wanted us to write an essay about how Romeo and Juilet fell in love
and their fighting
families.

“
How does
he expect me to write this when I didn’t even finish the book.” I
whispered to Becky.

I pulled
out my English book and my still working pen when I noticed
everyone, even Becky had a copy of Romeo and Juilet in their bag. I
shyly placed my hand up to catch Mr Thomas’s attention. “Uh, sir.”
I said.

His
attention was placed in a book. He finished reading and looked
up.

“
I, uh
don’t have a book sir.” I said sheepishly. He turned around without
saying a word and took a copy from his shelf and placed firmly onto
my desk. “There you go.” He smiled.

“
Also
this is homework so don’t think you can just do it in class.” He
called out. The whole classroom moaned in disappointment. Even I
gave a little moan.

I
finished writing a paragraph about how Romeo and Juilet made a
quick decision about falling in love when the bell went. As the
class started to pack away away, Mr Thomas was trying to talk over
the chaos.

“
If
you’re unsure of anything, please re-read the book. Just dont
‘’
Google
’’ the
answers please. And anyway, I’ll know.” He said.

“
I’d
forgotten about Google, maybe I can get some tips, or would that be
cheating.” I said to Becky.

“
Hell
with it, I’m going to Google it all.” She laughed.

“
I heard
that Becky. I will be carfully reading
your
essay.” Mr Thomas called out.

Becky’s
face turned a deep shade of red. “Only joking Sir.” She gave a
smile to Mr Thomas. “Come on let get out of here.”

I grabbed
my bag and nearly ran out of the class after Becky. “That was
shameful.” I laughed.

Laughing
hurt my body, but it felt good to laugh.