Erased Out Part 15

She didn't fight this time as Celia took back the load of books and opened the door to the club.

Alienia looked around the club room, amazed. It was larger than a normal classroom, yet with more furniture. Two large couches sat on the walls adjacent to the wall with the large windows. Two equally large tables ran down the center of the room, perpendicular to the windows. About four students sat at these table, half hunches over whatever they were working on. Genelle wasn't among the,.

Celia walked slowly up to one of the students and asked a question in such a quiet voice that Alienia, a few steps away, couldn't hear her at all. The student looked up and motioned to one of the doors behind her. Celia turned back to Alienia, nodded, and led her to the adjacent room.

"Miss Genelle? Miss Alienia is here with me."

"Oh, don't be so formal you two!" Genelle was seated at a table with another girl, organizing beads into little containers. "No needing to announce yourselves. Miss Celia, you can set your stuff in the shelves. We were able tog get new hardwood ones from the President's vacation home from the Black Forest in Germany."

Celia went to the ornate shelves built in the corner of the room and set her pile of book and her bag on one of the shelves.

"Miss Alienia, you can do the same, there is more than enough space on the shelves, and the rest of the shelves haven't even arrived yet. There was a shipping error on the European side so we'll only be getting them by the end of the month. We can finally throw the shabby old shelves out."

"Miss Genelle, the other shelves are only seven months old. You can hardly call them shabby," Celia retorted as Alienia set her stuff on the same shelf as Celia did, yet kept her notebook and pen out in her hand.

"Change is good. Besides, why would we refuse the generosity of the President's family? She is a Senior anyway. Next year, we won't have her. So, Miss Alienia, have you looked through the club list yet?"

-Not thoroughly. I glanced at it.-

A student came in through the door at that time, carrying a tray with crystal glassed filled with water. She sat it down on the table and walked out again without another word. Alienia went to her bag and got the club list out. Genelle moved to be next to the list on the table and on Alienia's other side.

"So, what do you like to do Miss Alienia?"

-Writing, reading.- Alienia wrote as she shrugged.

"I-I think she means, what do you normally do after school," Celia whispered.

-I play the violin for my sister, in hopes she might wake up out of her coma. I read her favourite stories even though she can't hear me, since I can't speak.-

"We don't have any music club just for strings. We have Orchestra, Jazz, and Classical. There's also a Music Theory, which is more of an extra class. What about the reading? What are her stories?" Genelle asked, blissfully unaware of the state Alienia's sister was in. Celia though, paled and unseen by Genelle, placed a comforting hand on Alienia's arm for a moment.

-She liked researching the unexplainable. Paranormal events, and things like that. I didn't like them as much.-

Genelle froze before giving Alienia a shaky smile, one that scared the latter. "I wouldn't talk about that. It's taboo, alright?"

Alienia shivered, but nodded as bravely as she could. -She and I both like mythical creatures, and Ancient Mythology.-

The atmosphere returned to normal as suddenly as it had changed. "Oh that's good. So you like fantasy type of literature? The Literature Club is for all literature, but I don't know about Mythology."

Genelle and Alienia both accidentally reached for the same glass, knocking it and it's contents over the list of clubs. All the girls sitting at the table jumped up and away from the table.

Alienia bowed several times and kept signing 'I'm Sorry' as Genelle kept saying 'It's Alright'.

-So sorry, I didn't mean to!-

"It's fine, Miss Alienia! I reached for the wrong glass. Nothing is broken, no harm done, and I think you can still read the list. Miss Celia, can you get some towels?"

At the same time that Celia ran out to get towels, another student came in. "Miss Genelle Roberts? The Student Council is calling for you."


A/N: 
Made it!! Hands still bloody cold though. 
The next part I will have to test to see if it is actually plausible  So you get another picture relating to the story! So, my printer better be liking me again. I'm going to start working on it tonight.
So what do you think? The plot is slowly getting underway (And would be getting underway faster if my hands weren't so damn cold!)
I hope to get critques on it, and I'm also posting the parts on dA. But if you're reading it on here, you're getting the Author's Notes on here. No A/N's on dA.
Ciao for now and hope you enjoy~!