Saying Things Wrong (Sequel to The Magic of Her Beauty)
3 Years Later
I sigh as I walk into my school.
It was the best Junior High in all of Eva.
I was so glad my mother, Queen Evedia, let me come hear.
I met up with my friends from Eva Elementry, the best and only elementry private school in the land.
“How was your first day?” Lili asked.
“It was great,” I said simply. “Sixth grade is perfect, I love it! And, I’m so glad I go to Joha Junior High. You know what my mother says, best Middle School ever!”
Instead of laughing and complementing her mother, like they always did, Sinnah, Lili and Dahali just gave me a quizical stare.
Dahali spoke to me, ignoring the nudges from the others. “You mean Lia Middle School?” She spoke sassily.
“That’s what I said,” I responded blankly. I mean, it was what I said.
“Right,” Sinnah sighed. “Well, we gotta use the restroom.”
“Bye,” Lili said.
“All of you?” was all I could say.
Hmmph.
They wern’t such good friends after all.
Before I could start my pity party, I was interupted.
“Hey Imil,” a soft voice said.
I spun around to see the school councilor.
“Hi Miss Dista,” I told her. “What do you need?”
“It’s Mrs. Tisty,” Mrs. Tisty told me, and added under her breath “This is worse than I thought!”
“But... that’s what I said,” I responded, astonished as she walked away.
What was going on?
***
“Hey mom,” I called once I got home. “How was your day?”
Knowing she might be grumpy, but expecting her charming voice, I was disapointed when she let her anger show.
“Mom? MOM?” She roared. “It’s mother! If you were to call me that in public- oh, Imil! You know we have to be formal!”
“I called you mother,” I wimpered, distressed. Was everyone going crazy?
“Er... Imil,” my mother spoke again, more quietly. “Your due for a check-up with Dr. Keia.”
***
The docter’s was worse.
“Hi, Lemii, what are you doing here?” I asked Lemii.
He looked so srtange in his white suit, muscles bulging through it, and long hair folded onto his head- you couldn’t even see the lenght.
“Uh... I’m Dr. Keia,” he responded.
“That’s what I said!” I exlaimed.
Then I blacked out.
***
I was cooped up in my room for days, and something seemed wrong.
I could feel hard metal on the floor, and the walls had iron bars.
Sometimes my vision would swirl, and I could see a dungeon cell.
Maybe I was crazy!
I began to think that, until I remembered everything.
To Be Continued