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“Are your things in the limo?” A woman with brown locks asked.

“Yes,” the girl answered. “I’m just putting my last bag in now,” the raven-haired girl swept out the door and towards the car.

“And you’re sure you have everything?” The woman persisted as she walked to the threshold of the door.

“Yes mother,” the girl turned away from the limo as the driver put her bags in, and slammed the trunk. “That’s all of my earthly possessions. It’s rather remarkable really, how everything I own can fit in to the trunk of a car.”

“Don’t start this again,” The girl’s mother sighed, leaning against the door frame. “Elyon, this is not my fault. I got a job that would require more traveling. It just makes more sense for you to live with your father.”

“That’s bull, and you know it!” Elyon yelled as she walked up toward her mother; the limo driver silently slipped into the vehicle. “You just don’t want me around! You’ve never wanted me around!”

“Stop that right now,” her mother breathed. “Of course that’s not true. Of course…of course I want you around.”

“No you don’t! You’ve been waiting for an excuse to ship me off to God-Knows-Where Wisconsin!” Elyon was starting to shake with suppressed emotion.

She knew her mother did not love her. She had always known it. Just like she had always known why her mother filed for full custody. The way her mother just looked at her with that disgusted look, was enough evidence Elyon ever needed. But to lie about it, when they both knew the truth? That’s what made her angry.

“Maybe if you would just behave better, I would trust you to live here by yourself. But no! you’re always out at night, and you never follow the rules! How many times have I had to pick you up from school?”

“Like that even matters to you. My well fare,” she let out a short laugh. “We both know the truth. I was just hoping you might give me an actual reason before you shipped me off to Wisconsin.”

“The truth? What are you talking about?” Her mother asked as the limo driver blasted the horn.

“I know you don’t love me.” They stood in an enveloping silence for a moment.

“You should really go. The driver is waiting,” and with that her mother went back into the house and shut the door.

Without anything else to do, Elyon walked back down the sidewalk and into the limo. Her face started to stream with tears that she wasn’t even aware of holding back. She knew her mother didn’t love her, but to finally voice it, and then have the door shut right in her face, just hurt more then she thought it would. A part of her was grasping for evidence that there actually was love there, only to have it wrenched away.

No matter, she was to start a new life. Granted, it was in Hilbert, Wisconsin, a tiny town she had never heard of before, but none the less, she was going to change. Or at the very least, make some actual friends. She had only ever had one friend, and when he accidentally learned of what she really was, he wanted nothing to do with her. After that, she vowed to never tell another person. Not even her parents knew. She decided that this lack of trust in everyone around her was probably the reason for why she had no friends.

“Miss,” the limo driver was staring at her in the rear view mirror.

“Yes?” She asked, aware that she must have drifted off to sleep.

“We’re at the airport,” he answered while looking at her as though she might be ill.

Elyon looked out the window, and sure enough, they were at the Orlando International Airport. It was a bright sunny day (what else was expected of the Sunshine state?), and the light reflected off of all the cars lined up at the edge of the sidewalk. It was undoubtedly hot and sticky, it was August after all.

She looked at all the people running about their cars in a frenzied hurry to retrieve their luggage and get to their plane on time.

One family a couple cars up caught her attention. The mother was holding her sleeping daughter in her arms, while the father helped unload the limo and was talking to his son. The boy was laughing freely with his father, blissfully unaware of the monstrous freak sitting a short distance behind him. The more Elyon watched the seemingly happy family, the harder she struggled to keep her face impassive. She never had the mother that would hold her while she slept, and she barely ever had the father that would make her laugh and chase all her fears away. To be completely honest, she rarely even had a father, period. Her mother divorced Tom when she was about six, then filed for full custody. She only saw her father on Christmas, and sometimes during thanksgiving after that.

“Not to sound rude miss,” the limo driver started again, yanking Elyon back to reality. Taking her eyes off of the family, she refocused on the limo driver. “But I can’t idle here too long. And I have another pick up soon.”

“Oh, yes.” Elyon flustered slightly. She had to remember not to go off on mental vacations in front of people when she started her new school in Hilbert. I don’t need them thinking I’m mentally ill. “Sorry.”

She stepped out of the limo into the blinding sun and waited as the limo driver stacked the four suitcases she owned next to her.

“Well that’s it,” the limo driver sat the last suitcase, containing her clothing, down on the pavement.

“Thank you,” Elyon replied as she gave him a tip.

The man got back in the car, and left, leaving Elyon wondering what to do next.

She had never been on an airplane before, let alone been inside an airport. People were bustling with luggage all around her. Some with small bags, others with so many, you’d think they packed their house up.

“Hello miss,” a man in a porters uniform came over to her with a dolly. “Would you like help with your bags?” The man smiled. He wasn’t an unattractive man, maybe forty at most. He was rather tall though, and stood towering over Elyon’s 5’6” form.

“Oh yes please,” she answered. “Thank you.”

“No problem,” the man loaded her suit cases onto the dolly. “Do you know where you’re going miss?

“Um…no actually. I’ve never been on a plane before.”

“Well what is your Airline?” He asked.

“It says I’m on American Airlines,” she read off of her ticket.

“Alright, follow me then.” The man started to walk left towards the entry doors.

He went through the doors and then to the right, and down a little ways until he came to the large, American Airlines sign.

“Here you are miss,” he unloaded Elyon’s things as she walked into the short line. There were only two people in front of her.

“Thank you,” she smiled as she gave the porter twenty dollars for a tip. She had no clue how much they normally get, but twenty dollars seemed like a good amount.

“This is it, no turning around now,” she told herself as she walked up to the counter.

“Ticket please,” the lady asked.

“Oh, here,” Elyon passed it to the woman. She looked kind of squat, and oddly resembled as a pig with a brown wig on.

“Thank you,” the woman gave it back and asked Elyon to lift her luggage onto the weight to the right. After doing so, she put labels on them, then instructed Elyon on what to do next.

Elyon walked over to the area where you deposit your luggage, and left her two large suitcase’s. Taking only her smaller suitcase as a carry on, and a purse to the security point and terminal.

After what seemed like an hour, she was finally as the terminal. They had already started to call her flight.

Damn Security, she cursed as she walked up to the terminal and gave the lady her ticket to check.

“Thank you and have a nice flight,” the woman said, seeming slightly like a robot.

Elyon walked onto the plane and found her seat. It didn’t look like their was to many people flying into Milwaukee. After they were up in the air, she fell asleep, waking up only after landing.

“Miss,” a stewardess tapped her on the shoulder.

“Huh?” She opened her eyes.

“Where in Milwaukee now miss.”

“Oh thank you,” Elyon felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment. She had fallen asleep, and everyone else was already off the plane.

She quickly got up and retrieved her carry on and purse from above.

“Where do I pick up my luggage at ma’am?” She asked.

“You can go down the stairs, to the baggage pick up, and our plane’s baggage is on Number Two.”

“Oh, all-all right.” Elyon had no clue where she was going, but she decided that she’d find someone to follow. There had to be someone from her plane still near the terminal.

“Right, so, go down the stairs,” Elyon told herself, looking around for stairs, or a face that was on the plane.

“Jimmy! Put that magazine down!” A woman ten feet in front of her yelled at her curly haired son who was grabbing magazines off the racks.

“Perfect,” Elyon smiled. That woman and her son sat directly in front of her. There was no way she could forget the little boy. He was adorable with his curly brown hair and light blue eyes.

Elyon silently trailed behind them all the way down to the baggage pick up. Surely enough, everyone from her plane was gathered around the second baggage rounder.

It took her about twenty minuets before she had gathered up all of the suitcases.

“Damn,” she cursed as she realized that she was going to have to find a way to bring them all out to her fathers car.

She stacked the smaller one onto the largest suitcase, then put her carry on atop of her other large suitcase and walked out the door that led to the pick up bay area. Purse slung around shoulder, two large suitcases rolling behind her in each hand, two smaller suitcases sitting precariously atop of the two slightly wobbling ones, and twenty minuets later, she found her way to her father’s Explorer.

“Elyon!” Her father came over and hugged her. “How was your flight?” He asked as he took her bags and started stacking them into the explorer.

“Hi Tom,” she smiled weakly. “It was all right, I slept the whole way through.”

“Well that’s good. How is Rebecca?” he asked as though the question meant nothing to him. But Elyon knew. She knew that he really did want to know everything about her life.

She could tell that he was still in love with her. Even after she ran out on him, filed for divorce, and then filed for sole custody, he never stopped loving her. I’ll never understand it, Elyon reasoned.

“She’s fine I guess. She got a new job, and decided it was finally time to get rid of me,” Elyon stated as she climbed into the car.

“Don’t say that,” Tom walked around and got into the drivers seat, turning on the car. “Your mother loves you very much.”

Even as he said it, Elyon could see a pained expression flit across his features for the briefest of seconds.

“Ha,” she let out a malicious snarl. “We both know why she filed for sole custody.”

Silence filled the car. Elyon knew it was a blow way below the belt, but she couldn’t help it. Something had to be said.

“The drive shouldn’t take to long. So if we’re lucky, will get to my house by six.”

Nice diversion topic, she thought irritably. No one wanted to just come out with the truth. If they weren’t truthful with her, why should she be truthful with them? She shouldn’t, and that was the end of it.

“So how long does it take to get to Hilbert?” She asked, trying to break the uncomfortable silence.

“Oh about an hour and forty-five minutes. Give or take a few,” he answered.

“Oh,” she sighed, and gazed out the window.

Large farms kept rolling past her window. Sometimes there would be a dense forest, or an open stream, or a community, but for the main part it was all farm land. Lots and lots of farmland.

“You don’t live on a farm do you?” she quickly asked, turning away from the window. “Hilbert is an actual community right? I mean people live close together, and they have like a mall and movie theater and stuff right?”

“No, I don’t live on a farm,” he chuckled lightly. “Hilbert is an actual community. Although we don’t have a mall, or a movie theater.” Seeing my face, he quickly added, “we have an art gallery.”

“Never mind the art gallery,” she stared at him, Flabbergasted. “There’s no movie theater there? I mean fine, I can deal with no mall, but no movie theater?”

“There’s one in Oshkosh,” he said quickly. “And it’s only ten minutes away. As for a mall, there’s the Fox Valley Mall in Appleton, which is only about twenty minutes away.”

“Well, I guess that’s okay then. As long as there is one somewhere near by.”

“Any more questions?” He asked, giving her a side glance.

“I don’t think so,” she answered, digging into her purse for her Ipod Mini. She had completely forgotten that it was even in there. The thing didn’t work very well, but it did get the job done. Pulling it out and untangling the mess, called headphones, she turned it on to a mix and sat back in the seat, staring out her window.

Before she knew it, the car had stopped and they were home.

“This is it,” Tom announced as he turned off the car, and stepped out to unload the suitcases.

“Wow,” Elyon could only think.

The two silver maples in his front yard stood towering over the house, which was a good thirty feet back. The grass was perfectly manicured, and showed brilliantly green in the fading sun. The house its self resembled a cottage. It had two levels, as far as she could see, and had a small porch in front. It was also a deep color blue, with a connected garage. There was also an old looking four-door car in the driveway.

“Not bad for a small town,” she decided as she started to get out of the car.

Then she noticed it. She didn’t know how she managed to over look it before, seeing how large it was, but still, it was there.

“Yes,” she smiled triumphantly. “Maybe this wont be such a bad place to live after all.”

Just to the left of the house sat a largely populated forest. Sure, there was another house on the other side of it, a large one by the looks of it, but still, a forest. Her forest.

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