One I know my grammar and spelling suck but I ma dyslexic so give me a brake k. And second I am soo open to any opinions (apart from mean ones) , any thing about the way I have put things and basic story plots is welcome. But be kind I am so scared.
BWT I am not to happy with this myself so that is why I am putting it to you lot out there , your opinion counts
Oh and it is very long , just so you know.
Here it goes. *shuts eyes and presses enter.* Squeak.
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Chapter one
Not human
"Your , your not human." A dark hair girl screamed as she ran into her room. Oh well , time to move on again. I rolled my eyes as I herd Rose (the dark haired girl) tell every one in the room next door what she had seen me do. MR Seth (my ex all to politically correct care worker) came out of the room to confront me , I could sense his fear as he looked into my eyes.I forced my self not to smile.
"I-I think we need to have a chat." He said as carmly as possible , though I could hear his voice shaking. But his feeble attempts to comprehend what was happening feel on deaf ears (well not exactly) because I was already out of the door and down the street before we could have 'out little chat'.
Oh What a shame I was really looking forward to it.
Not. Talking to Seth is trying t find a piece of hay in a needle stack, boring ,slow and painful. Pulse he has no idea what he would have gotten himself into.They would not have understood.
I should have been more upset , but i wasn't , I should defend my self and told every one that Rose was a liar , but i did'ent. Because I knew it was true. My name is Esme Albus I am 113 years old and I am certainly not human. No, Iam a freak of nature. I am an Anomaly .
The weather out side was bleak , a thick lear of fog hung in the air like a blanket and it was just starting to rain. Just the way I liked it. I looked up in to the dark obis that had once bean a blue sky and let the cool soothing water trickle down my face. Not Human. The words I had herd so many times before world around my head making it ache. I had not noticed but I was racing down the street , my steely eyes locked forward. It was only when , out of the corner of my eye i saw some one crossing the road in panic , that i realised i should slow down and act normal (What ever that was).
As I walked aimless down the road I coult a glimpse of my self in a shop window. I looked , well like any damp teenager. My long black hair started to curl as it got wet and the little dark wet splotches on my jeans gradually increased in size. It was only my skin that gave me away , it's almost translucent with dark bruise like shadows around my eyes , and although I am currently living in England - home of bad weather ,queuing and pale people- I still stuck out like a sore thumb.
I stuck my headphones into my ears and turned the volume up as far as it would go , I knew it would not drowned out all of the noise not to me any way. I continued on my journey, tiring to figure out where I would go , I was pretty shore I could not get away with an other children’s home , I’ve been to almost all English speaking country and even a few French speaking ones ,a youth hostel would have to service. I liked hostels they did not ask too many questions.
The street started to become a blur again. Houses and shops floe by me, turning into vague colors and smudged shapes but then people. This came as such a shock to me because I have not met anyone who can keep up with me. Two women one tall and slender and the other small and almost animal like. But then they were gone just as suddenly as they appeared. I shook it off presuming I must have bean slowing down. By this point I was less shocked then crueas -and a little frightened. It must be the polluted air. I had recently moved from the country side to London the difference was dramatic. For one it was so much busyer , never ending lines of traffic covered the roads not to mention the foot traffic. People just pushed you aside , no please , no thank you, they don't even look in your direction there always in such a rush.
And I loved it , not the traffic or the air but the distant people , they did not get in your way by trying to make friendly conversation when it was not needed. I don't hate people or there company but some times you just dont want to smile at every stranger walking there dogs who happened to be on the same side of the road as you. I thought I would miss the contery side though , the scenery's , beautiful fields that went on for ever and the grand houses that were built even before I was born, and I would miss the peace. But one thing that was the same was the dismal weather.
A cold wind hit me making my skin tingle. The cool blast knocked seance in to me and I realised the most sensible thing to do at this point was to go back to the home at least for my cloths , and to make shore they dont do any thing irrational like phone the FBI or something , I really would not put it past them its happened before.
I pushed the door of the living room open and several sets of eyes flashes up at me some confused but most sacred , I hate having that affect on people (sometimes).
"Where's Seth?" I asked no one in particular , something at the back of my mind told me know one was going to answer. But to my astonishment one plucky red haired boy ,who I never learnt the name of , stood up hands shaking slightly and said,
"He's in the kitchen." I held his gaze for a moment , trying to read him.
"Thanks." I said with a slight smile.
As I left the room I hard one say , well mumble ashaly, "We're not afraid of you."
I was pretty shore they thought I did not hear them.
"Are you shore." I sighted under my breath.
"MR Seth." I said with a fake apologetic smile on my face.
"Ah there you are Esme . I am sorry," What the hell has he got to be sorry about , apart from being a total pain? "the children just ... think your a little ... different, that's all."
"That's one way to put it." I said quietly enough for him to be be able to hear. The whole time he spoke I beeped my eyes locked on his making perfectly shore I did not brake the gaze, Mr. Seth was ushaly really easy to read but today he was full of mixtures of emotions that would have given me an even worse head ache that the one I already had.
"Its fine." I said after a long purse.
"Really?" He was confused to say the least.
"Yeah. Umm can I go to my room now?"
"Of course , go ahead."
I walked past the living room. They were weighting for me , all of there eyes gazing towards the door. I shot them a quick look and they went back to what they were doing. Ushaly that would have made me smile but my mind was else were , I could not get the image of those women out of my head.
"You've really blown it this time." I heard a voice say as I entered into my room. The voice belonged to my friend Nicole , my best friend ,my only friend - in this place any way. She was siting upside down on her bed as she was one to do. Did I mention I have a room mate? That is why she's my friend in the first place we where foist to get along but she turned out to be grate , I always said she was like my own personal sun shine because were ever she when she could brighten a room just by being there , why she would want to hang out with a rain cloud like me was - and still is- completely beyond me ,and she was the only one that knew about my secret.
The room had not changed much since the 1970's when the house was converted into a children's home. It was the period of browns and oranges and a period I would rather forget, I mean come on flares and knitted sweeter vests. The dacore of the room certainly matched the clothing of the day, the carpet was a cream colour with a brown pattern on it and , the wall paper was the same cream as the carpet but it had little blue forget-me-nots on it. We was not allowed to decorate the room so to modernise it Nick hug posters of her favorite pop-rock stars and my favorite one of Albert Einstein sticking his tongue out.
"I know." I sat down on my bed across form her and put my head into my hands.
"Hey don't cry about it." I feel the bed go down slightly and her hand on my back. I shot her a dirty look from underneath my fingers, I was not crying.
"Oh if looks could kill" She said with a bright smile on her face. She was really quite beautiful , her little heart shaped face was framed perfectly by a shroud of long shiny hair that changed colour to suit her mood , plus her radiant glow and sunny disposition meant that every one loved her especially boys but she was aliment that she could not tell.
"I just don't know what am going to do."
"Its not all bad , your going to be 17 soon, enjoy your childhood while you can."
I looked at her sarcastically , Nicole's sweet but sometimes she doesn't think.
"I'll have plenty of time to enjoy being 17."
"Oh yeah I forgot about that only age once every 25 years thing." She shrugged it off as it was nothing. I am glad I told her she understands or at least I think she understands.
For some unknown reason one year to me is the equivalent to 25 human years, that is why I had manged to live so long but only look 16. I would be the envy of every surgery addicted ageing Hollywood bimbo.
"So," she said trying to change the subject. "You going out tonight?"
"I don't know , I guess so." I lay back on my bed. I did not need to sleep much two or three hours a week is all I need so I would go out almost every night partly to see if I could get away with it - which always did - but mostly because I can be my self at night , no one was around.
Nicole leaned over me. "Do you think ... I would be able to come with you?" Ever since I told her about what I really was she had bean desperate to see me 'in action' as she put it.
I sat up and rested my hand on her cheek and she shuddered under my touch.Apparently my hands were always cold, which did not surprise me.
"I told you Nick I don't want you to see me like that , it will scare you."
She looked at me with frustration in her eyes and shrugged away.
"Fine , whatever." Ushaly she would give more of a fight but I suppose she was just as tired of it as I was. "Its getting dark I guess you should go." She did not look at me as she spoke.
"Are you mad at me?" I darted towards the window.
She looked up at smiling but it did not reach her eyes. "How can I be mad at you?"
I jumped out of the window landing in a crouching position with on hand on the floor too keep my balance. I could feel Nicole's eyes watching me as I walked away. I received the temptation to turn around to see her staring out of the window but I knew if I did I would want to go back up there and take her with me, she had a strange power over me I am guessing its gilt.
The rain had stopped and the fog lifted. It was twilight so the sky was deep gray with little black clouds dotted around, but no stars, there are never stars.
The surge of temptation grew stronger as I realised there was no one around , ushaly I would go down town or to the forest to ... do my stuff because I knew on one would be there not at this time of night any way but the streets were completely empty. I flung my self forwards in to a full powered run , every thing wize past at such high speeds it started to make me dizzy but the strug of adrenalin would not let me slow down , it was the bus stop sine that finally stopped me. I hooked my arm around the sine post and because of the speed i was going at I swung around the poll several times before I landed on my back side. I should really learn to control my self. I thought as I checked out the damage , i scraped my hands and I would probably have some bruises in the morning , not to mention my jeans being all stuffed up.
The bus came sooner then I expected I hate waiting for buses but I was thankful it did not come to soon or every one on the two twenty four would see me sitting on my ass on the cold pavement , apparently super human speed dose not help the already uncoordinated.
The bus was not full , it barely had any on on it just some tired looking people in business suits and a man talking to him self , I decided I would steer clear of him.
An unusual sent hit me as I boarded the bus , I could not explain it, was familiar like the smell of a grand mothers perfume or an old comfort blanket but the smell did not have the same worm nostalgic feel to it. The odd fragrance seemed to be coming from a group of three- two girls and a boy - people who appeared to be together but all had there back to one and other , and to me. I was starting to become intoxicated by the unfamiliar smell so I hurrayed past them with such hast that I almost fell over my feet.
As I scuttled past them they all seamed to stiffen up one , the smallest, inhaled deeply and I could see from her refection in the dark window she was facing , that a smile gradually spread across her face. I know I don't always have the best effect on people but she was creeping me out.
I took my set as far away from them as I could but I could not keep my eyes from them, every nown again I wold find myself staring in there direction. I was not able to rip my gaze from them even when i found that there were staring right back. That's when it hit me , I had seen two of the three before , the two women that had bean able to keep up with me early that day. I tore my eyes from them in panic but soon realised that one member of this mysterious group was still looking at me. The boy. He looked about my age thought his eyes told a different story they looked... old and tired but at the same time scarily new. They were the bluest eyes I had ever seance and like mine had dark rings around them. Evan when I looked away I could still feel them on me like they were burning right thought my soul. And I am not over exaggerating.
The first opportunity I got I hurrayed off the bus , it had seamed like the longest journey of my life and I could not take it any more.
I was one stop away from were I usually get off but I knew the way like the back of my hand any way.
Cool night air hit me as I stepped off and for the first time in what felt like hours I was able to think straight.
I wondered whether I would ever see them again and how I would react if I did , probably how I did no the bus, not very well. But uncertainly it was a little late for that because when I turned the corner I saw to my horror that they were following me.
