Prologue

The sound at the headmistress’s office woke me up. As I tossed and turned as I heard her speak to someone. “Yes,” she said. “Your room is Room #18. Yes, and is your family well and happy? Alright, now you can go.” I went to my window from which I could see the headmistress, Mrs. Gallerton, in her study, talking. It sounded as there were some transfer students. And I guessed that she knew them very well. Before I could think anymore, I dropped off to sleep.

Chapter: 1

I woke up, hearing my alarm clock. Kate, my room-mate had already gone to class. Damn! The alarm must’ve gone off late again, as usual!

I thought as I put on my clothes. I hurried up to class. Prudence, my best friend, or rather who had been my best friend was also there. We had quarreled last week. It happened like this, it was holidays last week and every student could go home. But my family was moving and I didn’t get time to visit Prudence. During the holidays, she had had measles and I couldn’t even visit her and bring her flowers. And that’s the reason why we quarreled. And it’s not finished yet. I want to apologize to her but every time I go to her, she just turns her back on me.
We finished classes and I was on my way to my lockers when I heard a splash from the washroom, which was just by the way. I dropped my books and went back. I saw two students- one male and the other female- splashing a hose at a poor little black kitten with green eyes. I recognized them: the transfer students! I was petrified but before I could do anything, someone pushed me back and marched into the washroom. It was Prudence. “Enough of it!” she said.
The students glared at her, and then burst out laughing. “The little brat’s trying to stop us! We don’t like people who poke their noses into everything!” said the boy.
“Really? Well, I don’t like people who waste precious water!” said Prudence, indignantly and snatched the hose. I stood there amazed as I saw her splashing the water on their shoes. “Ugh! You ruined my new shoes!” shrieked the girl. But before they could do anything Prudence walked out of the washroom. Prudence was always very determined, ready to do anything, however risky it was and she is exactly the opposite of me. I shrugged my shoulders and went to my locker.

Chapter: 2

As I was keeping my things in the locker, an idea struck me. Anyway, I wanted to make friends with her again so what’s better than a gift and a letter to apologize to her! As soon as the day was done, I went to my room, relieved to find that Kate wasn’t there. I took out my sketch-pens and a piece of paper. And in my best hand writing I wrote a letter that went this way:

Dear Prue,
I’m so sorry for offending you. I never meant not to care for you and I’m sorry for not telling you the reason that I was moving my home. I wish to be your BFF again. Hope you understand.
Love
Gabriel

I then took out one of my little gift boxes and laid some soft pink tissue inside it. Then I thought of what I can give her as a gift. I searched my cupboard. At last I took out some colorful stones and pearls from a box and made a friendship band. Then I carefully put it in the box, closed it and attached the letter to it. Now, I thought how could I give it to her? I thought for a long time and then got a brilliant idea. I headed straight to the rooftop. I knew how to pick locks and soon I reached the top of Prudence’s room and went in through a door, used by electricians to fix the lights. I place it in her bunk-bed neatly and went again, locking the door neatly. Then as it was almost night I had the dinner and went to sleep.

Chapter: 3

I woke in up the morning. Then I remembered about yesterday. I rushed into class, late as usual. Prudence was there, but this time she didn’t ignore me. Using a secret language that we had made up before, she told me to visit her after lunch in her room. I nodded and went to her after lunch. Luckily, there was no one but Prudence. She smiled but after trying hard not to cry, she burst into tears and hugged me.
“I’m so sorry for that misunderstanding,” she sobbed uncontrollably.
“It’s alright, everything’s fine now,” I told. “I’m sorry too, for not informing you.” I felt so happy in being friends again and I, too, burst into tears.

Chapter: 4

Now that we were friends again, we did everything together: from dressing up to studying together. I wanted to be in her room, and luckily there came one day. That day the college room-mates were shuffled into other rooms randomly and Prudence was with me ! 

Yes, so we were able to spend all our time together! It was a very happy and lively week. We shopped at Sundays, when we had one day holidays but we weren’t allowed to visit our family. 

Chapter: 5

As we were walking to our lockers, Prudence was talking continuously. “Those bullies, they hurt that poor kitty! Afterwards, when you were not there I saw them chasing him. But they were in front of the headmistress’s study-window. She wasn’t there though.”
“Those kids are transfer students,” I began and told her all that I knew.
“Well! I never knew you were too keen on peeping,” she said. “But I guess I’ll at least have to save that kitty! I wonder what he’s doing now…”
The answer came almost immediately. A loud crash came followed by a yowl- of a cat! Prudence dashed out, followed by me. The two kids were there, again, and they had flung the poor kitten on the floor by his tail. Prue was learning karate and boxing so she did her best to stop them. Once she had them down, she took the kitten and rushed into our room, again followed by me.

Chapter: 6

I came in time to see her caressing the kitten. He was lying in her bed with his leg bleeding. “Is he alright?” I asked.
“Yeah, only for his bleeding leg.” replied Prue, a bit relieved. “He couldn’t stand up properly. I think we can adopt him.”
“But- but pets aren’t allowed here!” I said.
“Shh…” she said, softly. “He’s sick now. We can’t leave him like this. He needs good care.” Prudence was always astonishingly kind and gentle towards animals. The kitten was already purring and Prue gave him some water.
“What about his food?” I asked.
“Hmm, yeah you’re right,” she said. “We’ll see. If- if someone can help… I know! During the summer holidays, we could buy something for him. And hide it somewhere.”
“You’re really silly,” said I. “They’ll find out.”
Prue looked worried. “What’ll we do? He’s not well.”
“Let’s look at the bright side now and give him a name,” said I.
“I know!” said Prudence. “We’ll name him Galaxy.”
“Umm, is it suitable for him?”
“Nope, I know,” she said. “I wonder…”
“Mew,” said the kitten, suddenly.
“You want to be named ‘Mew’?” I laughed.
“Mew.”
“Hmm… What about Storm?” I suggested. The kitten rubbed against me and licked my hand. “You like the name?” asked Prudence to the kitten. “I do.”
“Meow!” said the kitten.
“So it’s decided,” said Prue, happily. “Storm.”
The kitten climbed onto my lap and kitten my hand again.

Chapter: 7

“Do you think those kids are bullying again?” asked Prue quietly to me in the classroom. It was a free period and we were free.
“Yeah,” I said. “As a matter of fact, it was just yesterday that Brietta, the girl, bullied someone in the ballet class when the tutor wasn’t looking.”
“Why didn’t you stop her?” demanded Prudence.
“Well, I didn’t know how to.”
“You’re- a pussy cat! You don’t know how to do anything!” hissed Prudence, angrily.
I laughed. Obviously, she laughed too; she couldn’t bear the idea of being laughed at. Just then, the bell rang and we went to the cafeteria.
We were having burgers and talked together. “Brietta was talking that day to Brian the other kid about you,” I giggled and then spoke like her. “‘Oh, Brian, that rude girl pushed me into the mud and got my dress ruined! And my new shoes the other day! I can't stand it!’” We laughed. We got up to wash our hands. “ I guess those kids are onto something again, Prue said, as we heard a loud crash at the playground. We rushed there and found Brietta and Brian bullying a girl of about our age. They were beating her up with Brian’s cricket bat. I was shocked. Ow I thought. Too harsh.
Once again, Prudence got them down, flung the girl on her back (she was too light) and rushed to the medical room.
“She’ll have to stay here for a week,” said the doctor. “And you’ll have to inform the headmistress about those kids, whoever they are.”
I shivered. If Brietta and Brian were related to Mrs. Gallerton, she would certainly support them.

But Prue was quite firm about this. “We have to complain about them,” she told me as she dragged me to the headmistress’s room. We or rather Prue, complained about the two students. “H’m, let me see,” was all that the headmistress said.

Chapter: 8

We never knew whether Mrs. Gallerton saw to it. We never got another news, but the problem was Brietta and Brian had got the news. It wouldn't be a problem for Prue but it's be certainly for me.

One day, we were having our lunch down in the school field. It was a lovly aftrnoon, in the heavnly field, which was covered with blossoms of all kind: tulips, liies, marigolds, daffodils. 

"So, what'll we do about these kids?" I asked, taking my third cupcake. "I don't think the headmistress'd see to them."

"Me neither," said Prue, thoughtfully. "But don't worry, Gab, I'll see to them." 

We decided to go and see the girl Prue'd rescued. 

She smiled at us when we went. "I didn't introduce myself yet," she said, sweetly. "I'm Claire."

"Ah, I see," said Prudence. "I'm Prudence and this is my best friend, Gabriel."

"Thanks for yesterday," said Claire. "I'm so grateful."

"S'alright," said Prue. She didn't say anything else cause she couldn't think of anything.

Then as we came back to the field, we saw Brietta and Brian. Brian caught sight of us and scowled. Prue scowled back.

Chapter: 9

"It's those kids again," Brian whispered to Brietta.He tried to kick Prue but she was a bit too fast for him.

"Gab, do something fast!" Prue yelled as she saw Brietta coming over.

"What?" I yelled back.

"JUST. DO SOMETHING!!!!!!!!" she said. Without even thinking I tried my acrobatics and ballet. I whirled round with my leg out and succeeded in tripping Brietta over. By that time, our class-teacher Miss Roberts came up.

"What's the matter? Stop it at once, children!" she said, sternly. Prue told her all that had happened.

"I don't want any more bullying from you two," she told Brian and Brietta. "And, Prudence and Gabriel, don't you go in a fight anymore. Just inform me."

"Yes," we both replied, polietly, though I could see Prue was wanting to punch them again. Brietta and Brian only scowled. Serves them right, I thought.

Chapter: 10

We soon made friends with Claire. She was just the complete opposite of Prue, though: girly, sweet and timid. She was very shopaholic but Prue wouldn't go with her. I had to convince them.

"I' not going with that girly. Ugh, can't even think of her," says Prue, rudely.

"I'm not so disgusting as you say," sobs Claire, almost in tears.

"Shut up, you two," I'd link my hand in each of them. "Prue, your being too rude. And Claire, don't sob so. You're not a baby anymore!"

Prue would snort. Claire would hang onto me until I'd have to push her off. Then as we'd go shopping, Prue would pull me to a side and Claire would pull me to another. While Prue liked the sports sections, Claire loved the make-up and dressing sections. She would show-off in the newest pretty dresses. I liked neither, I'd rather go to the section of books or music.

And so went any days of happiness.

A Note:

I've deleted two parts or chapters of this story, it just seems crazy. so very sorry to all the readers [if there are any]. Bye.

~Faelin

Chapter: 11

Winter holidays had passed off so quickly. I and Prudence went to our home and stayed at each others' house and so on. But at last we got ready to go back to our high school again. It was fun meeting other friends again.

"Hey, Jennifer, Jessica, how were you?" asked Prue to the two identical twins. They nodded happily.

"Awesome! We went to Clear-water Beach at Florida with our parents! Went swimming and all!"

"So lucky," I said and saw Claire coming. "How were you?" I asked her.

"Well, I got on okay," said Claire, soberly.

"What is it?" I asked, softly.

"I'll tell you later," she replied. 

Later on, as I was going to the music-room to practice by myself, Claire came running up.

"Hey, Claire," I said and then remembered something. "What's wrong? You look so woebegone."

"Well, I feel woebegone," said Claire. "You see, my father's been very ill. It started some weeks before and I'm afraid the doctors ill have bad news." She looked down and scratched the floor with her toe. "You know what I mean."

"Yes, I do," I said, trying to be kind. I put my arm around her, for I didn't know what else to do. "It's alright, I hope your father will recover soon. Don't worry."

"Thanks," she said, tears flowing from her eyes.. "I hope so too."

As I went to the music-room, I wished with all my heart that I could do something to help Claire. But what can I do other than hoping for the best and comforting her? I know she would have her mother, too, but no one else, for she had no siblings.

I played the piano at the music-room. I practiced every day and always hoped that I would be taken for the concert coming soon. 

Chapter: 12

One day, as Prue had some work to do, she did not come with me to have breakfast in the lawn. I went to a lonely spot, where I could eat in peace. I suddenly spotted Claire sitting under a tree, her face covered with her hands. I feared and guessed what happened.

"Hey," I said, softly. "What is it?"

"You wouldn't understand," she mumbled.

"What is it?" I repeated, unsure.

"It's dad," she muttred and sobbed. "He's- he's dead."

My guess was right. This was just what I'd feared. I sat down and hugged Claire. She burst into tears, and hugged back.

"It's okay," I tried to console her. "After all, he went to heaven, right? And we all go to heaven when we die. I'll pray for his soul very day, I promise."

"Oh, Gabriel, you're so kind," she wept. "Thank you."

"You're welcome," I said, soothingly. "I hope you're mother's alright."

"Yes, but Mom's very depressed, too. And- And I was allowed to go to his funeral today morning. She looked so tired and worried. I'm- Well, never mind."

"Tomorrow's Sunday," I said. "We'll go down and telephone her together. I'll talk to her, too."

"Oh, thank you so much," she said, wiping her tears. "You're such a good friend."

I smiled at her, but I, too, felt worried, nowadays. You see, my father's business isn't going on very well, and even though I'm the only child, I must try and help them out. Maybe I'll get a part-time job, I hope.

Chapter: 13

Although I thought I could get a part-time, I thought about it. How can I work in a boarding school? Oh well, I don't know, but being 16, I've got to help.

But soon exams came up. I and Prue worked together every night and day. Claire didn't have it just then.

"These lessons in math are really hard, aren't they, Gab?" asked Prudence, as we were learning.

"Not so hard as Physics," I replied, tensed. We both helped each other in our studies often.

Jennifer and Jessica found it hard too and so did Rachel Johnsons. I didn't see Brietta studying and I didn't care. Only Susan Sylvia, a genius at everything, and the head-girl, found it easy indeed. Even Isabella Kathline found them a bit tiring.

I and Prue hardly got time to visit Storm, but we knew that he's safe. Soon exams came.

I worked harder than ever, for I wanted my parents to be pleased. But as soon as it was over, we all yelled in joy. I was so happy than I could hardly speak.

There was a party to be held in the music room. The teachers allowed us to do it. So every girl of our age turned up, as soon as possible, in their best outfits. Brietta didn't turn up, and we never knew why.

Lyric Amethyst played the violin and piano. We all had so much fun.

"Now," said Susan. "There's a new girl coming. She's of our age and I've heard that she's very shy indeed and very homesick. Her name is Annalice, and she will be coming the day after tomorrow. I vote we try to make her feel at home. No one's ever to be beastly or spiteful towards her."

We all agreed. It was not surprising to find a new girl, who is homesick.

Chapter: 14

Soon the new girl arrived. She had jet black hair, a fair face and blue eyes. She looked at us, timdly.

"H-Hi," she said, clutching her bag. "I'm Annalice. Nice to meet you."

Susan led her into the room and started introducing everyone.

"This is Gabriella: the peacemaker," she said, dragging me. I smiled at Annalice. "She's very helpful and friendly, but also kinda stupid sometimes."

"These are Jennifer and Jessica. They as like as peas, right? Well, you'd better watch out; they play a lot of tricks. They'll play one on you soon."

"This is Prudence, the tomboy of our team. She headstrong and tough, and stands no nonsense." Prudence grinned and Susan went on.

"This is Claire. She is a real girly-girl and loves shopping and cute things. And this is Brietta. Well.." Susan stopped doubtfully, but not wanting to hurt Brietta's feelings, she continued. "She's very hot-tempred but also friendly in her good moods."

"Hey, Gabriel, where's Lyric?" Susan asked me. I shrugged.

"In her room, locked up as usual." I replied. Susan went and knocked on Lyric, the music-lover's door.

"Lyric! Come out and be introduced to Annalice!"

"Comin'!!" came a voice from the inside. A girl came out. She had dark blue hair, glasses and green eyes. She also had very light, golden-ish freckles and held a violin in her hand.

"This is Lyric," said Susan to Annalice, who still clutched her bag. "She's the musical one of our group. She's always wrapped up in her music and never cmes out of her room, if she's singing or writing a song or composing."

"This is Rachel. She's friendly and loves poetry. She's always writing one or the other, and has a book of poems published online." said Susan. Rachel smiled.

"This is Lucy-Ann. She's a computer genius; there's not one thing she doesn't know about it. She's always in her laptop or Iphone."

"And this is Isabella. She's a genius and math and science and is always at the top of exams." said Susan. "Well, that's the lot. Ihope you'll be happy here."

"Well, yes," said Annalice, shyly. She had a French accent. I wondered why.

"Hmm.. you speak strange," said Jessica. "Where do you come from?"

"Paris," replied Annalice, timidly. "My mother's French but father's British. I take after my mother."

"No wonder you have such stylish clothes," whistled Jennifer. "They're so trendy."

"Thank you," said Annalice in her timid, quiet voice. "It's nice to meet you all."

She gave a small bow and went to the locker room.

After she came back, Susan showed her her room.

Chapter: 15

After a few days, Annalice settled in. But she hardly spoke a word, and always looked as if she might burst into tears any moment.

One day-

"Hey, Annalice, come on! Everyone's enjoying here, what're you doing in that corner?" asked Rachel. 

"Nothing."

"Then, come on," I said. "What's the matter?"

Lyric was playing the piano, softly, and she turned round.

"What's wrong?" she asked, confused. "What is it, Annalice? You look woebegone."

"Stop it!!" Everyone looked at the furious Annalice, who stood up. "I've had enough! You all wouldn't understand anything! Nothing ever bothers you all! You don't understand anything! ANYTHING!!"

She went off, taking something with her. We all stared. 

"Well! What's come over her?" asked Lucy-Ann, astonished and bewildered.

"Don't know."

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 31.12.2012

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