Conflicted: Keegan's Chronicles (24 page)

“Thanks,” I muttered.

We arrived at the high school, and Lara and
Ivy took off for the middle school next door. Mrs. Thompson led me
in to the office where she sat down and filled out a bunch of
papers. We met with the principal who looked it all over. “Seems
like everything is in order. I don’t see any problems from your
previous school. I hope you’ll like it here.”

We were then sent to the guidance office so
they could work up a schedule for me. We talked as they flipped
through my transcript. I was in tenth grade, but certainly nowhere
near the top of my class. I was average. C’s were what I did best.
I didn’t really care, I wasn’t sure there was anything out there
for me after high school.

“You can start tomorrow,” the counselor
said. “Pick up a copy of your schedule as you head out.”

Back in the car, Mrs. Thompson asked, “Was
that necklace from your family?”

“I guess.” I shrugged. “I’ve always had
it.”

“It looks very old. Does it open?”

“I don’t think so.” I fiddled with it a
little bit, dragging it back and forth.

When we got back home, I plopped myself down
in front of the TV and watched it for the rest of the day. Mrs.
Thompson checked on me a few times. “We have books,” she said.

“I’m not a big reader.”

“Okay. Let me know if you need
anything.”

I nodded and went back to watching TV. I
realized I was playing with my necklace again. I took it off and
looked at it. I wondered where it came from. Was it from my
parents? Why did they leave it with me? If they didn’t want me, why
leave anything at all? I wondered what it was they didn’t like
about me. Did they just not want children? Or was it me in
particular? Maybe I just didn’t fit in at home either.

A few tears fell down my cheeks. All my life
I had felt like I didn’t belong. My parents ditched me. Every
foster home got rid of me. Every friend I thought I had turned out
not to be a friend. I was truly alone and it sucked in every
way.

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