The Change Upon Her

Once upon a time, it was only used in the fairytales. I had wished this was one of those stories. It all started off fine. I got up at 5:30 to get ready for my first day of high school. I wanted this year to mark a new beginning; one where the person I was in middle school was no longer. No being classified as the nerd or being the first pick for the bullies. All summer I spent training myself how to fight and stand up for myself, and I also studied. Even though I don't want to be classified as a nerd, I want to be successful in life because high school was the one place that put your future into play. As I stepped out of the shower, I grabbed the towel beside the sink. Admiring myself in the mirror, I had grown over the summer and not just my height. I finally looked like a young woman and not a little girl. I wrapped the towel around me, walking back to the room where I had carefully placed my clothes. Putting them on one by one, then I stepped in front of my long mirror, making sure everything was right. I wore high-waisted skinny jeans with a short sleeved black shirt with a low cut that showed a little cleavage. I may be a fifteen-year-old just starting high school, but I need to be seen as more than a nerd. It was not just a want, I carved it for some odd reason. As I'm satisfied with my look, I go back to the bathroom to finish my appearance. I pull out the curling wand and plug it in. I do my makeup while it heats up. Making sure not to overdue it is just some mascara and a little lip gloss. As I finish the last curl, I hear my parents yell for me. I ran down the stairs and said good morning to them. "Lucy, we are sorry we can't stay and see you off on your first day of high school. We love you and hope you have a great first day." spoke my mom as they rushed out the door. I knew they had busy lives with whatever they did for work. They keep that part of their lives a secret from me, but I don't mind because we aren't doing badly for ourselves. Lost in thought, my alarm went off, signaling that it was time to start heading to school. Grabbing my things and making sure to grab a jacket because the weather is starting to get chilly as autumn is upon us. The drive to school is quiet as I think about how I want the day to go. When arriving, I found a sign pointing to the freshman parking lot. I found an empty spot and I headed into the building. There were so many people, I just followed the crowd like I knew what I was doing. It led me to the cafeteria where I found signs hanging. There was one labeled Freshman schedule and so on. I walked up to the table and grabbed my schedule. I looked it over. Seeming totally normal, my first class was Algebra and my day ended with P.E. As I headed to my locker to put everything I brought with me inside, figuring I wasn't going to need much on the first day. BAMB!! I hit something. It was hard. I looked up and it was Gage, the boy my parents warned me about all my life. His locker was next to mine and as I sat on the ground trying to regain my composure after walking into him, he gave me this nasty look like he wanted to kill me. I never understood why my parents and his parents were enemies. I guess he grew up the same as I did and was coached into hating me. RING! RING! RING! The first bell signaled, telling me it was time to head to my homeroom class. Sitting here just listening to the teacher tell us that we'll meet here before first period all week. She started to bore me as she was passing out the school handbook, so I just thought about my plan to become more than a nerd. That's when the phone rang and I was asked to go to the office. What could I have done less than 2 hours into my first day? I opened the door to the office and there were about 5-6 officers standing around. One came up to me and said "Miss Lucy?" I nodded my head and he gestured for me to follow. When we turned the corner, there he was. I was distraught. Could he have told on me earlier? After all, he did hate my guts. "Gage. Lucy. Sit down please," spoke the principal. "I'm sorry to inform you both that your parents are no longer with us." My stomach started to turn. She tried to finish what she was saying, but I got up to find a trash can. Everything started to get fuzzy and I started to get dizzy. I thought I was going to fall but this strong pair of hands grabbed onto my arms. They steady me. I look forward to seeing who Gage. But why? We are enemies with nothing in common. "Miss Lucy. Gage. I'm allowing you guys to take as many days as you guys need to deal with this." and with those words I was on my way to my car. Where was I going to go? What was I supposed to do? I was so lost. When I got home, it was empty. I was halfheartedly expecting it to all be a cruel joke, and my parents would come busting through the door. They didn't. I was only thinking about what was going to happen to me. I was only fifteen, three years away from being labeled an adult. Would I be able to stay here? Would I be sent away from everything I know? I went to my room. All this was starting to make me sleepy. Crawling on my bed making sure every inch of my body was covered up, I fell into a restless sleep. I woke up to a noise downstairs. I got scared, what if it was the people who killed my parents? What if they come back to finish the job? The new me was slowly fading away. I was becoming the nerdy, very innocent girl I was almost a year ago. I slowly opened my bedroom door and tried to creep down the stairs, but every star creaked with every step I took. Did the person or people hear me and leave? It had become really quiet. I snuck around the corner where I thought the nose could have been coming from. My parents' office door was slightly open. I was never aloud in there and it was always locked. I went up to the door and I pushed the door open just a little bit more than it already was. As it was opening I was squeezing my eyes shut. I was afraid of what would be behind the door. My mouth dropped him. "WHAT THE HELL!!" I screamed. Gage, stopped in his tracks. He dropped everything in his hands. "What are you doing here?"I asked. "Umm, I'm looking for clues about what your parents got mine into," he replied. "But why? They hated each other. I grew up being told to hate you." "Told, to hate me? But, why?" He asked. "I have no clue to be honest with you. I never even knew what was behind this door." I spoke. He had this confused look on his face like the world stopped spinning. "See, I grew up with money and a place to live and I barely saw my parents. I really see them on holidays and important things like birthdays or when they take vacation." I told him. I heard a scoff come out of his mouth. "What?" I yelled. "Well, it's just really hard to believe that you had no clue what they did. Because if that was the case, that means you wouldn't have a clue about what they are," he said. "What are they?" it came out as a question when I meant to say it in my head. "They were hunters," was his response. "Like of deer?" I asked him. "No, like vampires and werewolves. Like the fairytales." "No, that stuff is all fake. It can't be true they would have told me. Wouldn't they?" that last part said more to myself. Gage just shrugged his shoulders and gave me a weak smile. While he just went back to going thru the papers that he had dropped earlier. I was about to say something to him, but then I saw him. The look of desperation. I felt bad for him. I decided to go through some as well. That's when I realized that all these papers had stuff about vampires and werewolves. He couldn't be right, there's no such thing. ACHOO!! I was brought back to reality. I ran up to my room. I needed a moment alone, seeing that Gage wasn't going to be leaving anytime soon, even if I demanded him too. I was on the brink of tears as I made it to my bedroom. Why would they hide this from me, their only child? What else were they hiding from me? I know parents don't have to tell their kids everything, but this. This is big. Now there is this brown-haired-blue-eyed boy standing downstairs. I was told to hate him and never get close, but how could I not now when I too want to find out what happened to them. I grabbed some more comfortable clothes and went to take a shower. As the water finally got hot, I heard a faint knock on my bedroom door. Hopefully, if I didn't answer he would go away, but he didn't. The knocks get louder now that he's knocking on the bathroom door. I roll my eyes when I hear the door open. Sticking my head out of the shower, I asked."Could you go away please? I just want to be alone. I know you lost your parents as well, but mine not only died but died with secrets." He looked a little taken aback. As he turned around to leave, I started to feel a little guilty. "What? I'll meet you in my room in five minutes," I told him. There was a slight smile on his face as he walked away or so I thought there was one. I wiped the foggy mirror off and turned on the cold water to wash my face. Grabbing a towel to dry my face, I took a long look in the mirror and I tried to hold back the tears but they came again and this time a lot stronger than before. Will I ever be okay with this? Will I learn how to live the rest of my life by myself? Or, would I even still be here? All this thinking was overwhelming. I just want to get this over with. I took a deep breath and opened the bathroom door to find Gage spread eagle on my bed with his eyes closed. I decided we could wait just a bit longer for the talk he wanted to have. I covered him with a small blanket, turned out the light and left the room.