The Immortal Series; Chapter one.

 Chloe ran her hands through her hair, pulling out a few strands that had wrapped around her fingers. The air was cold, the sidewalk covered with puddles from the early morning raindrops. A gust of wind ruffled through her light blonde hair. Chloe sighed.

The past few days were taken over by rain, covering yards and flooding the rivers. She loved the rain. She was alone yet with the rain she wasn’t. Her parents had stopped talking to her, moved away and left her to live with her grandma in the rainy town of Everglades. She looked at her phone. Nothing. She wasn’t shocked that none of her friends or family had tried to contact her. Chloe began showing signs of depression after losing her best friend two years ago. Marie. She didn't dare talk about it with anyone. After that everyone, even her own parents stopped speaking to her. 

Forget them. Only three more months, she thought. Her grandmother was putting her in a new school. Windgate High. A boarding school for children who are “different”, more like just depressed and alone. She didn’t see herself as depressed, but just as not wanting to live anymore. No one understood. She walked a few blocks from the house to the river. Looking down from the bridge at the rushing water, splashing the rocks as it flew by.

It could all be over with a simple jump. No more being alone, no more hurting. No pain. Even in her head the words sounded like lies. She knew no one would miss her, yet she felt like she had a purpose on earth. That some way or another her life was gonna change. She laughed. 

It was almost time to head to school when she arrived back at her house. Her grandma sitting at the dining room table eating her usual doughnut and eggs. How could she eat that every single day, Chloe thought to herself while smiling on the outside.

“Oh my dear good morning Chloe, have a good morning walk?” Her grandma yelled as she noticed her in the room. Chloe sighed.

“I guess, the rain was comforting.”

“Now my dear have you been taking your medicine? You don’t seem like you have.” Medicine, the stuff she got when her grandmother dragged her to the doctors after her last slip up. She had never even taken the medicine. She could feel her grandmother staring at her.

“Yes, I’m just nervous about this whole new school ordeal.” She lied, knowing that she would believe it. She believed every other reason if it meant Chloe wasn’t depressed.

“Go get your things, it’s time to go.” Her grandmother handed her her car keys and watched her walk out the door. As Chloe sped off, she knew her grandmother was waving out the window. Let’s get this over with, she said in her mind.

Windgate was only ten minutes away from her house. She drove up the driveway and into the parking lot. The gates around the school stood out, brick walls over 8 feet tall. The building itself looked run down and old, vines had taken over the sides. The parking lot was packed with cars, old cars, rusty cars and brand spanking new cars. Chloe felt her stomach tense up as she grabbed her bag and headed for the door. She didn’t want to be around people like her, depressed. She wanted to be by herself and deal with it alone. They would just make her talk about it. About her parents. Her last slip. Everything.

She opened the front door and gasped. The foyer was majestic. Gold tile lining the floor, a spiral staircase wrapped around one side of the wall. A woman stood at the front desk with “Main Office” written right above her.

“Hello my dear, how can I help you?” The lady was smiling at her. Showing off her pretty smile that went along with her smooth skin.

“Uhm yeah, I’m new here. Chloe Tane. I have no idea where to go.” Chloe stood there awkwardly as the lady walked around the desk and through the door. She wore a tight dress that was horrid.

“Well Ms. Chloe, I am Mrs. Banner. Here let me show you around. I’m sure you’ll warm up to Windgate. It really is a wonderful place.” Chloe’s pace quicken to catch up with the lady.

Mrs. Banner had showed her all of her classes and where to go. The classes are large, spacious. Filled with children who varied in age. From 12 to 18. All these kids are like me? She whispered to herself. Her heart sunk. She crossed her arms when the tour had stopped.