GUARDIAN ( The Untold Past )

Today is August 3, Monday. The weather is fine, there's a beautiful sunrise, the breeze of the wind is cool and I am having a good morning. I ate my breakfast and start heading to school. Berkley High School, what a nice name. This school wasn't really the first school I've been attending to. It is my first day since I moved here and my previous school was Oakland High. Let me tell you something about Oakland High. Oakland High is a prestigious school for students who have exceptional intelligence, people there were very different and were really outgoing and fun. I studied there since i was in first grade. Things there were fine and I'm doing well, not until my sixteenth birthday. I don't really remember much what exactly happened, all i knew was that all the tenth grade students were in the soccer field for the P.E. class and it was my turn to lead the whole class for the warm up exercise when the clouds suddenly turned mad. There was a lightning and I passed out. I wake up at the infirmary and saw my classmates around me as if I am dead already like bruh what's going on. And so that was my last day at Oakland High. I never really said goodbye to my dearest friend because as soon as my parents knew about the incident we flew here in peaceful place of Michigan. My parents never really explained why we move out. All she said is for my safety. Like bruh what are they so afraid of? I'm just a normal sixteen year old grade 10 High School student who wants to go back in Oakland, my beloved home. i never really get it. nobody told me anything and here I am transfering in this school whom i am not really familiar with.I don't even have anyone to talk to and i don't know anyone at all. My mom and I headed to the principals office and the principal told mom about my class and sorts of stuffs that i don't really bother at all. And there is this super nice lady named Anne whose a an adviser in one of the grades that I didn't bother to ask. i must be crazy but Miss Anne is I guess around on her 20s and she has a waist long hair that she tied like a ponytail and have that curls in the end. She has a slender body, blue eyes, adorable pretty nose, pinkish cheeks and a red lips. Oh God she is totally pretty that you might mistakenly see her as a victoria secret angel. I'm having a crush on her. I'm not gay or lesbian or anything I'm just way amazed by her beauty. Were walking down in an empty hallway because you know the classes are going on and I'm the new student here so yup, this is a place for a well behaved students i must say.Goodness why my head is always wondering around from recalling a memory in Oakland to amazingly admiring Miss Anne and to describing this place. My head is like a browser 18 tabs were open 5 were frozen and i don't know where this imaginations coming from, its like an annoying advertisement in your phone. " Here we are, Mrs. Danvers I assure you Elle will be having a good time here in Berkley". " Thank you Miss Anne". I was snapped out of my imagination amd followed Miss Anne inside a classroom. " Good morning everyone, we have a new student from Oakland high. Please be nice to her. " " Introduce yourself to your new classmates Elle". "Oh, right hello Im Yeanelle Danvers, just call me Elle. Nice to mert you all". I heard indistinct chatter among the students as i walked towards the chair near the window. " Oakland high, wow she's pretty smart" " Another elite student, you know what this year is going to be fun" Chattering, and blabbering, what are they saying. Elite? what could that possibly mean. This is just a normal school why are they classifying students as elite and stuffs. " Hey ,new girl, I'm Abby. nice to meet you." " Hi," " you know you pretty have a strange hair color, did you dye it. its pretty amazing that your hair has a blueish, reddish, brownish , greenish kind a color. its amazing nice hair color i wanna dye mine like yours" " oh about that, i grew up with this kind of color, many would thing that i dye some strands of hair in this color but its all nature" (chuckles) I don't know why but she seemed pretty shocked and doesn't believe it. Well i guess who would believe such a nonsense excuse when it totally looked like i dyed it. But to honestly say it i didn't dye it. My hair started to change when i was just 4 and Im used to it. My hair just kinda looked like a hair of a barbie princess having a pastel blond, with a rainbow complexion in the lower part. I dont know how to explain it but its blond with rainbowish pastel color at the lower part and its waist long. " whoa, amazing just like fairytales, hahahaha i don't believe you" " yeah its true". " anyways its pretty, and you know i kinda liked you as a person lets grab some lunch together okay" "yeah sure". Time flies so fast that its already lunch time. Its amazing that their canteen is located around in a big soccer field with trees and flowers, its like a park.Abby and I were walking towards one of the food stalls when somebody is yelling. " OUT OF THE WAY, OUT OF THE WAY" A bunch of boys riding a roller skates having a race with a pail in their hand. they were chasing the red hooded guy. "here come trouble" Abby " wait what" Oh God they were speeding towards me and that pail they were holding is full of water. Oh God, its gonna splash on me. Panic mode and I'm stuck in my place. " WATCH OUTTTTT". "AHHHHHHHHH"