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Stupid doctors. Stupid blood tests. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
The white gates in front of Maeve stood menacingly, supposedly inviting her in. She shuddered, knowing they never would achieve their purpose. How could they be a sign of greeting if she didn’t want to enter the building they surrounded?
After taking a few deep breaths, she pressed the button on the intercom before her.
“Welcome to our prestigious school, what is the purpose of your business?” a female voice asked. Maeve suddenly had a vision of a perfect secretary sitting behind a desk filing their nails.
“I’m here to…learn?” she replied, not really knowing what the lady expected her to answer with that question.
“Please proceed to the main building as soon as I open the gates, do not wander anywhere,” the secretary instructed before buzzing her in. Maeve wondered why there was so much security over one school.
She slowly pushed the gates open and just stood there, contemplating over whether she should go in or not. Inside the gates was a tranquil and peaceful environment, grass, trees, benches. Behind her was a town; cars, buses, pollution. Yet, did she really want to give all that up? Her friends, family, school, everything? The answer was she didn’t have a choice, this place was just what the doctor ordered… literally.
The atmosphere in the school was oddly calming, the sheer nature surrounding her made her feel at peace. The evergreen trees shone in the sun as they whispered to the grass below them quietly. Benches were tossed about randomly on the lawn, all in perfect condition, not even a scratch scarring them.
Yet Maeve wasn’t fooled. She wasn’t going to let the school put her under its spell. Nor was she going to fall prey to its siren song like the sailors in old tales of the sea.
As she entered the main building, the calm aura that had surrounded her left almost immediately and once again she was left with a feeling of apprehension and unease. Slowly she shoved this feeling aside, and walked up to a secretary sitting behind a wooden desk. The young lady smiled up at her with a pair of brilliant white teeth.
“Welcome, may I please take your name?” she asked perkily. Maeve recognised the voice as that from the intercom.
Maeve answered, watching as the lady typed something into the computer before her with perfectly manicured nails. For a few seconds, she said nothing.
“Done,” she replied, once again giving Maeve a dazzling smile before handing her a large map and a key card, “Just go find the auditorium.”
Maeve stood there dumbly, waiting for the rest of her instructions. Apparently no more were to come, as the secretary took out a small compact and began checking her black hair in it.
To her right was a small leather sofa, bringing out the map she had been given, she sat down and inspected it. She looked through all the labels; ‘dormitories’, ‘classrooms’, ‘mess hall’…‘auditorium’. The route there seemed complicated, why did maps never fulfil their purpose and make things any easier?
“Need any help?” Maeve looked up to find a boy of around her own age staring down at her.
“Got to find my way to the auditorium,” she replied, showing him its position on the map. The boy took the map in his own hands and shook his head, his green eyes scanning the paper.
“These things are never clear, c’mon just follow me,” he instructed, smoothing out his black hair and handing the map back to her. Silently he led her down many corridors and rooms before they finally got outside on the opposite side of where she had entered.
Once again Maeve was calmed. The trees waved to her like old friends, swaying in a light breeze. Sun beat down, making her feel warm and at home. There was no path beneath her feet, but soft grass which simply tied together the entire panorama before her.
“Hello?” the boy asked, a bit ahead of her, “You coming or not?”
Maeve nodded and continued following him, all the time taking in the beauty which surrounded them.
The way it fascinated her made it seem as if she had never seen a tree or plant before. Nature had never been so alluring to her before, never so inviting. Nor had she ever wanted to just stop and stare at it, this was a first.
She had to stop thinking like this, the doctors had told her she was ill, but never had she realised the effect it would have on her. Who ever heard of an illness that attracted her to the world?
Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed this.
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