Rapturous Rae
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You step gently and quietly on the sidewalk, your tattered shoes don't make much noise as you round the corner. Your steps are slow, and casual. Your not in a rush to get home. Your never in a rush to get anywhere.
No one accepts you. Your made fun of at school. Made fun of for what you can do. Your constantly called a freak, and your parents disapprove of what you can do, or of what you are. They try to keep you in as much as they can, they don't want people to look at them differently. The only time you normally get to leave your house is when its time for school. After that you make your way back home, and stay in your room with the door locked. You don't have many friends, mostly because of your abilities. Or maybe because you have no social life. Your night consists of dinner, homework, and sleep. You don't know what gave you these powers, sometimes you wish they were gone, and that they never existed.
After a long hard day of school, you make your way home. It's Friday, and your weekend will consist of reading the same novel you have over and over again for the past few weekends. Your lucky to get more things. Most of your clothing consists of hand me downs. However on your way home from school you stop beside your bright red mail box. The little red flag is sticking straight up. Opening the door your peer inside, to find a letter with your name on it. Their is no return address, or any name for a sender. The letter's are made with such care, you can tell that they were not made by a computer or by a stamp or something of the sort. Instead you can tell that someone took the time to write your name neatly, and correctly across the blank white surface.
Tucking the letter inside of your backpack you make your way up the steps of your house. Stepping inside, there is no greeting awaiting you. Your siblings are at the table, having a small light snack before dinner will be made. You give them a simple shake of your hand, dismissing the question if you are hungry. Up the steps you go and into your room. The door is closed behind you and your backpack lands on the floor. Onto the bed you land, the letter in hand. Tearing it open you find a brochure along with a tiny letter, a small brass key hangs on a key loop, with the number of what looks like a number to a dorm room. Picking up the brochure you find the name "Ravendale Academy for Gifted Students" Written across the top. Interesting it is. You open it and peer through, looking at each page with consideration and thought. Their is a bunch of small paragraphs, describing the classes you can take, the activities in the school, and their is also a small map of the campus.
Dismissing the brochure you pick up the letter. Their is a small salutation at the top, followed by a comma and your name. The letter begins by saying that it knows your pain, and can help you. It is then followed by a congratulations, stating that you have been accepted to Ravendale Academy. A small smile spreads across your lips. You will finally be accepted and no longer judged by those around you, you will finally have a normal life. Well sort of. The bottom of the letter is signed with a small plea that hopes you will come to the school. The letter tells you that a black car will arrive at your house at exactly 10:00 pm. It also says it would be wise to pack your belongings and wait outside your house for the car, the last thing is a signature at the bottom of the letter. "Samuel Ravendale." Is the signature to be precise.
That night when your family is asleep, and your suitcase is packed, you slip out of the house, unnoticed into the night. The air is cool, and you zip your jacket all the way up. You look down at your old cellphone to see the time as 10:00pm. A few more minutes pass and then your begin to feel like this was all just a prank, set up by kids at your school. Sighing you turn around to make your way back to your house. That is until your hear a car engine behind you, a door opens and closes. Turning around you find a Male behind you, a smile spread across his face. He asks your name only to make sure that it is you, when you give a slight nod he smiles and takes your bag. Getting you situated in the car, he once again takes his seat at the front. The car begins to move forward, and before you know it, it raises up and takes off as though it is a plane. Your not scared, your more so excited and thrilled. And at the moment, a little mesmerized.
In seconds the car is back on the ground, for a moment you think that the ride was only a few seconds long. That is until the driver informs you that you dozed off. Gazing out the window you see a grey stone school, standing tall from the ground. You don't get a good look though, because it is dark. From the front the driver smiles, his gaze set upon you in the mirror. His voice his deep, yet sweet, and sort of mellow. "Welcome to Ravendale Academy."
