Underground

By @chellbelle99

Underground

By @chellbelle99

This Family of four, the Crentons, were not expecting some big change like this in their lives. Nothing will be the same, and things are different here than where the used to live. The conditions, the people, the jobs, the schools, nothings the same.

Chapter 6

Part One Daughter Alisha

AS I’ve said before, I’m an artist. I know what you’re probably thinking, “You can’t be a real artist unless you are paid,” But I AM paid! People at my school go crazy over a good picture, so I’ve set up a business called “Alisha’s Art Palace” And right now I’ve sold 47 pieces, a dollar each. I’ve spent 40$ so far on art supplies(I know I’m Weird). Speaking of school, that’s where it all started. So, I woke up at 6:30, my usual, and I saw Dad and Connor laughing and heading down the stairs. I wish that me and mom would have a relationship like Connor and Dad do. They are like best buds, but me and mom are like sisters. We love each other but we fight a lot. An example is this morning. I was pouring my milk into my cereal, and Mom comes over and says that I poured too much milk. I tell her that it’ll be fine and I’ll just pour the extra milk down the drain. Now this got mom REAL upset because she hates wasted food. She told me that I will have to DRINK the milk leftover, which totally grossed me out, I mean, who DRINKS the milk left over? By then the milk is warm and contains parts of mushy cereal. And who wants to drink that? I told mom no, that’s disgusting, and she said, “You are going to drink that milk, period.” I started to say that I would kiss CONNER rather than drink that milk, but Mom started to raise her voice at me, so I quieted down, when all of a sudden Connor said while staring at us, “You know you two are fighting about milk, right?” We both stared at Connor and then Mom said, ”He’s right, I’m sorry, I was just too focused on not wasting food.” I walked over and put my bowl in the dishwasher, walked to the mudroom, put on my backpack and thick coat, grabbed my clarinet and said, “I’m not.” on the way out the door. Mwahahahahaa. A couple minutes later Connor came outside ready for school and said, “Felisha! That was savage!” Connor called me Felicia ever since that weird show I started watching. Now he just calls me Felisha to annoy me. I turned around and gave him my death stare. He knows that I do not like being called a “savage”, but he calls me it anyway. I head to the bus stop, and looked around before I stepped on the red. Looks like I beat Nadia today! All of a sudden, Nadia bursts out of her hiding spot behind a bush, and scares the **** out of me(and to think she was scary while wearing a jacket with a kitty face on it). “Ha ha! I got you there!” I chuckled and said, “You sure did. How long have you been here?” “About 2 minutes.” She says as I watch her little sister clog down the hill. “Hi Julian! How are you?” “Horrible,” Nadia’s little sister replies in a grumpy manner. “What’s wrong,” I ask, with my hands on my knees. “She’s grumpy because I ate the last of the frozen waffles.” Naida answered, rolling her eyes at her sister. “It’s not even a big deal,” Nadia went on. Julian crossed her arms. “You also ate the last of the nutella and said, na na na boo boo, while waving the spoon of nutella in my face.” Nadia mumbles, “Ok, I did that.” I was about to say something when I saw a small amount of blue light peeking out of the drain. I was about to look into the drain when Nadia said, “The bus!” I looked up and quickly hurried onto the bus. I passed all the fourth and fifth graders until I saw seat number twenty, and I plopped in it. Nadia plopped next to me and I told her about the fight with Mom. Nadia looked at me and said, “You had a fight with your mom about MILK?” I sighed and nodded my head. “How strange can your family get?” “REALLY strange.” I told her as I looked out the window, wondering just what caused that blue light. . . “So, can you help me with my brownies? I’m bringing a lot and I don’t want them to fall.” I looked up, realizing she asked me something and I answered, “Sure, it’s your birthday, Isn’t it?” The bus stopped for the elementary kids and Nadia smiled and looked down at her shoes. Then she started talking to Emma, the girl that sits across the aisle. I’m good to think and wonder. What was that blue light? I mean, what could’ve caused it? People down in the drain? But if people were down there, wouldn’t the light just be a normal yellowish? I was thinking about this until the bus stopped and everyone stood up. Once I realized the bus stopped, people were already getting off so I had to scramble to catch up to Nadia. Once I caught up to Nadia she was talking to somebody else, so I headed to my locker alone. When I got there, my locker was crowded by boys. I saw that they were talking to Travis, a kid that thinks he is SO cool, and SO popular, and SO cute, but really? He was about the ugliest kid around. Except for Alexander. He calls himself Xander but we all call him Alexander, because it bothers him. He was in my class in first grade, third grade, fourth grade, and fifth grade. But thank GOD that he isn’t in my class this year. Let me tell you the reasons I hate him. 1. He insulted me in first grade. He said that dirty blonde hair and glasses were a sign of future ugliness. I cried(I was a wimp, but still). 2. He was always poking fun at the fact that I am REALLY crazy sometimes. I’ll take someone saying, “You’re weird, you know that?” and I’ll say, “I know.” but he was ALWAYS pointing that out. Like during recess that one day, he seriously yelled “AAACK!! RUN AWAY FROM THE WEIRDO MONSTER!!!!!” Right now some of you might be laughing, but then and there it was NOT funny. 3. In fourth grade, he made my best friend Courtney cry. She is the most hard-headed person I know. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT!!!!!!!! 4. In fifth grade there was a play, and me and Courtney were going to audition for it. The play was Snow White, and we were SO excited for it!! Alexander thought it would be funny if he said, “Don’t you wish Josh will be your prince to your princess?” (Josh was Courtney’s crush, I probably shouldn’t be telling you this) I got SO mad, that I did this whole lecture-I was roasting him PRETTY bad, and the boys around me were saying “Oooh,”-and I was crying. Not sad crying, MAD crying, because I had ENOUGH of him. 5. HE STILL MADE FUN OF ME!!!!!!!! And that is why I am SO glad that he is not in my class this year. I got to my locker, waited a little bit for the boys to settle down, and then I just said loud and clear, “I need to get to my locker.” The boys mumbled as they left me in peace. I took a breath, and opened my locker. All of a sudden notebooks and folders and binders and books and papers fell out of my locker. I quickly hurried to pick it all up and shove it back in, because Chad Hickory was coming to his locker. Once I got my backpack, lunchbox, and clarinet in my locker and closed it, I did a small smile to Chad and started walking to my class. As I was walking down the hall, I saw the same blue light come out of the vent nearby. I started to say, “Did you see that. . .” when I noticed that there was nobody around. I gathered myself up a bit more and headed into Mrs. Nikon’s homeroom. When I first got inside I took a glance at the To-Do board and saw that today we’ll be studying cells. I saw Alexis and I headed over to where she was. Alexis isn’t my BEST friend, but because neither of our best friends are in our class, and we are together for the whole day, we decided to sit by each other and be “class friends”. Once the tardy bell rang and the announcements were over, Mrs. Nikan started class. “Now who can tell me what cells are made out of? Braxton, go ahead. . .” Then I zoned out on the blue light. Am I going crazy? I hope not. Something caught my attention out of the corner of my eye, for a split second I thought I saw a face. I know what you’re probably thinking. “Of course you see a face-” Wait, there it is again. A child’s face in the vent, with a small blue light coming out of his eyes.

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