Prolouge: 7 YEARS AGO
"Dont leave me Daddy" I whispered.
"I have to Molly Bell." Daddy whispered back putting my silver blonde hair behind my ears. Sophie Bell. He had always called me that.
"I dont want to be all alone, Daddy. I'm scared." I whispered, my voice so soft it was abrley audible.
Daddy looked at the green jeep who would be taking him away from me.
"Molly Belle. Remember to stay strong. You are NEVER alone. If you are ever in need of courage just remember the necklece that hangs from your neck. And write to me Molly."
He reached into his white shirt to get half the heart that hung from his neck. After seeing him take it out I took my half of the heart as well.
"Together." I whispered.
" I have to go now Molly." Daddy said his blue- green eyes shining in the England sunshine.
He began to walk toward the jeep. He opened the door. Rolled down the window and stared at the school he was making me live at intill he returned.
"I love you" I yelled loudly.
My father locked eyes with my silver ones.
"I love you too Molly Belle. I love you too. Your Mother would be proud of you." He waved goodbye.
I waved back.
Never too know that this was the last time I would ever see my father. Intill his untimley funeral.
"Molly!" shouted her teacher Professer Hall.
I sat up quickly, my silvery blond hair flying into her face, my pencil falling out of my fingers, sketchbook sliding off my navy blue skirt (it was apart of my uniform). Giggles urupted from my classmates.
"Yes Professer Hall?" I asked as she began to straighten her hair with her hands.
"What is the awnser to the question Miss Cox?" Professer Hall asked, his eyes glaring at me. His eyes reminded me of little black pebbles. Scary pebbles. I thought
"Uh. The awnser to the question is...... is........." I stuttered as I began to curl the tips of her hair with her index finger. .
" I'm dreadfully sorry, Professer I dont seem to know what the question was." I said as she sighed.
" I believe i shall have to call on someone else then Miss Cox." he said angrily.
" The awnser, Professer, is Zeus." said a boy in the back left corner.
I looked at the boy. He was a newcomer to Washington Academy. Brown Hair. Pale skin ( almost the same color as mine only a little darker). And gorgeous Green eyes. Deep in the pit of my stomach I felt that I hated him.
"Correct Mr. Gibson." the professer said as he beamed at his new pupil.
As he turned toward the board to begin writing some more rubbish(thats only in my opinion.) some one tapped me on my shoulder. I flipped my head to see it was the red head behind me. I dont remember her name. She probably dosent remember my name either considering she whispers to me.
"This is for you." she says quickly as she hands me a crumpled up piece of paper.
I take it. Whisper a quick "Thanks" and open it up.
Please meet me outside the building at six p.m so I may ask you something importent.
- Edwin Gibson
The new kid wanted to ASK me something? She crumpled up the piece of paper put it in her pocketgan to wonder what might be so importent that this boy needed to actually make her MEET him.
WELL PEOPLE I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THE FIRST CHAPTER. PLEASE COMMENT AND TELL ME HOW I DID.
Also tell me why Edwin might need to talk to Molly. I may be able to take some ideas from the public..... :)