Its were all the drama is ch.3

Karen was amazed when by the end of the summer I had found friends who didn’t touch me and didn’t ask questions. I felt kind of bad because I had never told Karen that I see people’s future. I guess I didn’t want her to stay behind in my life just as my parents did and how Jack did. I was still freaked out by seeing people’s future and I’ve had to live with that ability my entire life!

A week before school started Karen brought me too the two storied k-8 school. We walked up to the office, already crowded with teachers preparing for the coming hectic school year.

“Um hello!” Karen said brightly to the old slightly hunched over women behind the desk. The lady lifted her dry, flat brown eyes from the papers she was organizing to Karen’s slightly plump face.

“Yes? How may I help you?” the lady said. You could barley hear her her words ran together in the beginning then drifted off so you couldn't hear her at all. I could tell that Karen was a little put off.

“Ah yes um, I would like to enroll my daughter here for school this year.” She rested her warm hands on my sharp, spaghetti strapped shoulders.

“I’m afraid all of the spots have been filled up.” The woman replied dryly resuming the tending of her papers. You could just barley hear her.

“Well, ah is there a, a wait list?” Karen said clearly thrown off by this woman’s behavior.

A tall woman in a man's tailored suit strode over to us and pushed the woman away gently with her hips. Extending her flabby skinned arm toward Karen she barked in a voice where you could totally tell she smoked,

“Hello, I am Principle Hamible. Don’t mind Becky here, she’s the old principles wife and refused to leave, so we’re stuck with her.”

Karen said a polite,

“Oh.”

Mrs. Hamible stuck her arm out to me, I didn’t except her handshake. Quickly Karen asked once again to get me into the student body.

“I’m afraid that wont be possible, you see there were hardly any students returning to our school here so we emptied the wait list! Amazing first time in our schools history. So young little…”

Mrs. Hamible trailed off and made a small gesture to me and continued.

“Your daughter will be first on the waiting list!”

I sighed and Karen politely thanked the principle and as we exited the school said hotly,

“Georgina I don’t want you to all of a sudden be rude! Just because you may be going to an actual school at some point this year doesn’t mean you can start being bratty!”

Shocked I quickly turned mad,

“How was I being bratty?” I demanded.

“Well by loudly sighing when Mrs. Hamible said you would be wait listed and by just raising your voice at me! Don’t you roll your eyes or I might re think this entire situation!”

I reached down for my iPod. If she wanted to think I was a brat let her I just want to hear my music.

“Oh no you don’t! Put that away!”

Karen grabbed my arm and in that second where her hand touched me I was under.

It was like a riptide yanking me in nine different directions. And at the same time an extremely irritating almost nails on a chalk board sound to add to the chaos.

I saw a duffle bag and a suite case lying on the porch, me smiling at her then I saw the most peculiar shade of green eyes and then Karen, dead.

I gasped when I came back up, Karen had her hands under her armpits with her legs pulled against her staring at me.

“I’m so sorry Georgie. I’m so sorry I forgot you didn’t like me touching you. Are you okay? I’m so sorry.”

I wondered wildly for a brief second why she was freaking out, when I was the one who saw her dead in the near future.