• Chapter 2

    I never felt like i would do this to the world. They all thought that i was crazy, not wanting the sun to go away. but i wasnt. i was pretty sure that i was going to get the sun into the right direction, and that would be it. As i woke up the next morning, it was confusing. what if i didnt need to do this? what if they thought "hey, we need to stop doing this to the only source of light and heat for us." pfffft rolleyes yea right. i got dressed in a warm outfit, seeing as it was 56 degrees outside on a summer day. winter was heck. it was like -50 for us. we never left our houses, and we only used motion for getting up and breathing. i didn't want to admit it, but i hated everyone around me. it was like they were stupid and i was the only smart one in this god forbidden world. it was pointless. i just walked out the door, and walked to the school. i just didn't want to have to admit to it that i would have to think of a plan for this. I walked into class today, but something was amiss. Every one looked at me like i was crazy. it was like they heard my thoughts about the "reheating the dying sun idea" i guess so. i sat down in my normal seat and let them burn holes in my head with their eyes. it was pointless. i really just wanted to get out of this world, but the bell rang at that moment.

    It was a blur for my day today. i didn't even know what was happening. it felt like my days were limited, but they wouldnt let me enjoy them. i sighed, and walked out of school at the end of tenth period. in my school, there is a whopping 73,567 kids in that school. the size of my school is like putting four huge mansions side to side, and two up and down. it was big enough to hold like 100,000 people , i think. It was so confusing to have to find my way around in that school. i would always get lost on my way to the bathroom. one time, when i was seven, i lost my way back to my class. it was so terribly embarrasing, that one of the twelth graders heard me, and led me back to my class. he became one of the most popular kids in the school. it was when he hit fourteenth year that people hated him. he would always treat me so nicely, when i was in second year. they thought i was his "girlfriend" and that was so embarassing that i didn't show my self for two weeks and he cut schools and transferred. i felt bad for him. and about the whole "girlfriend" thing, that never happened. What our school is like is that we never have a college. we just stay in the same school, until we are like twenty-six. then we go on with a job. it was odd, but still

    I just wanted the day to end,and that came earlier than i thought it would. i thought that i had another hour, but they called hour early. I walked out and got out of the rush. i didn't want to go home, because i knew my mom was going to be no help for my dilema. i shook it off and walked away. i was about to turn west, when someones voice caught me dead. "hey sheila!" crap. i knew that voice. shean (prounounced shane) wigilby. hes such a butt. in second year, he pushed into a mud puddle. we were enemies after that. He stopped me and said the most bizarre question to me. It was "will you go out with me?" I opened my mouth, but my hand slapped him, before i could answer "no." after i slapped him, i said "no" and smashed his foot with mine. i walked off after that. i was pretty relieved after that. it just felt so good to do that after seven terms of school time. you add the years. i just went down my normal alley that was my hang out spot. i sat there and stewed for a bit. It was like talking to idiots every day. they just thought "oh, the sun. big deal." pffft, it was for me. but it was late, so i walked my way home.

    if i had to chose, whether between a spade, or a club, it would be a club. Mostly because i can actually club someone with a bat. oh well. what i had to think about in my life is what i would do if i didn't have a job. would i stay with my mom? or would i just stay in a box on the street. oh well. i was tired at 8:00, so i went to bed. i felt like i would have to do something on my week off, and i knew just what it was.