Chapter #6The Fateful Day by: BeeJay   It was the first day of school, and the beginning of my senior year; time to start thinking about college.
The day began pleasantly enough, with a kiss from my unofficial boyfriend, Billy Scoble. I say unofficial because his father, Rev. Scoble, disapproved of dating and having boyfriends or girlfriends unless you were ready to get married. He also didn't approve of kissing outside of marriage, so we were technically defying him already; but baby steps. Rev. Scoble's views also dictated what we did on our non-dates: He said there were things that boys shouldn't do with other boys, things that girls shouldn't do with other girls, and things that boys and girls shouldn't do with each other before they were married; however, those lists didn't overlap, so we made use of those loopholes. (My mom wasn't fooled, and sang a song called "Son Of A Preacher Man" whenever I got ready for one of our get-togethers; but she approved of us, so it was okay.)
My first class of the day was Trigonometry, and math was my strong suit; so it was no surprise when the teacher asked me to come up to the blackboard to do a problem. I got out from behind my desk, and walked toward the board.
And that's when everything went black.
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When I opened my eyes, I was lying on the floor of the classroom. As I picked myself up, I realized that everyone else in the room seemed to be waking up, too. Then, I looked at the clock, and got a shock: Somehow, six hours had gone by, and we had slept through it all.
The teacher sent me to the principal's office, to ask if he knew anything about what might have happened. I quickly learned that it wasn't just our class, as everyone else in school seemed to pass out at the same time, and wake up at the same time; and everyone included the principal.
Soon, a bunch of deputies came in, and asked us all to come outside. I wondered why the deputies had been called in, until I got outside, and saw Dad talking to the sheriff, as well as a woman in a black business suit with a skirt below the knee. I ran over and hugged Dad.
"She's my daughter," he explained to the woman. Turning back to me, he asked, "Are you okay, Elizabeth?"
"I think so," I replied. "It's so weird: Everybody at school passed out at the same time; and then woke up at the same time."
"It wasn't just the school," Dad said. "It happened to everyone in the town."
My eyes widened. "What could have caused it?"
"We'll discuss that later," the woman said. "For now, let's get you checked out, to see if you've been hurt."
"Who's she?" I asked Dad.
"Search me," he replied. "The sheriff just told me that she showed up; and that I should do whatever she says, no questions asked."
I went to get checked out by Dr. Bateson, wondering what part this woman would play in this.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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