I continued staring at the humongous beauty called a school. It seemed to me like the buildings glittered. But as usual, I felt no recognition.

“Amazed by your own school?” came Lilian’s voice.

I turned to her and was surprised at the (for the first time ever) honest smile on her face.

“I guess I am” I replied returning the smile although a bit suspicious.

“Hmm…” she said then flinched and patted her stomach.

‘Did she eat something bad?’ I thought.

“You’ll be late if you just stand there”, Maddie called out, walking towards us from inside the school. She let out her  favorite smile but all I could see was a pretty boy smile…. Pretty boy with boobs of course.

It has been a month since I got out of the hospital.

The first thing I did was to make the feeling of weakness disappear. I would have rather jogged around my parent’s huge compound but as over protective as Valerie was, she would not let me. I decided to do sit-ups and push-ups secretly and manage my skin to eradicate the paleness.

I also wanted to circulate my Ki and energy force (EF).

One might wonder what is ‘Ki’ and ‘EF’.  Well, I have absolutely no clue too.

One day when I slept I heard a voice say “first, circulate your Ki and energy force…” Thinking it was some kind of clue seeing as the voice sounded like a well-aged man, I decided to try it out.

Except I didn’t know how to. ‘Ki’ and ‘energy force’ were foreign words to me. When I asked John about them, he asked if I had been reading fantasy novels. But for me to think of them and even hear them, these stuff had to be in my memories.

Perhaps I was an avid fantasy novel reader? Then the old man was who?

Of course I posed this question to my mother but she just smiled and said I probably heard an old man say it on television but for some reason I felt that was not the case. She also said the only books I read were books of intellect.

Again, the difference between me and my past self was slammed right in my face.

So I decided to put this ‘Ki’ and ‘energy force’ in the back of my mind and just do fitness work outs.

My mother however wouldn’t let me be because she wanted to spend every moment possible together. I was glad my father was not as clingy. He often asked to eat together but that was it.

So I would workout in my room, evade my mother and eat with my father.

Of course sometimes I was unable to evade. And other times John did the pestering. But regardless, I was hardly ever left alone the whole day.

After a month of this weird schedule. I felt strong enough to run 3 miles and still be in good condition but I still felt unsatisfied.

Maybe I did something wrong, I supposed. But it wasn’t just the feeling of doing something wrong. It felt like there was some kind of workout I did before which I missed.

It could be the jogging Valerie wouldn’t let me do.

But like every other unexplainable thing, I pushed it to the back of my mind.

As for my school, I was able to pass the finals given to me for some reason. I knew the answers to the questions although having no recollection of them. I even knew how to solve the math questions perfectly.

Maddie said that was to be expected since I was already at college level reading however I think I am very mysterious in situations such as this because I don’t know myself at all. It is, however, an exciting experience as I feel my reflexes act upon years and years of constant repetition reminding me that I did exist even if I don’t remember my own existence.

To state it out rightly, I passed into the same class as Lilian and Maddie but not Jason. He’s a year older than I am. And I thought we were all 17.

One of those coincidences that you are not so sure is pure coincidence occurred as I walked into the school building.  

I was greeted by Jason's piercing hazel eyes. Appearing the moment I step foot into the building.

This… this look is the one I like. When his eyes are sharp and as though they want to pierce though my soul. From the first time I saw those eyes I loved the look but when they disappeared, I felt annoyed. I wonder why he makes this look though; like a soldier preparing for battle.

“Hello ladies”, he greeted putting on a sweet smile.

Oddly enough, this smile was not so bad considering it was forced.

“Hello!” I greeted back happily. He’s not going to bother me any more so----

My thoughts were caught off as I felt something itchy. 'Itchy..?' i repeated in my head. I looked at him wide eyed and full of disbelief    

“No way…..”

“Hmm? What’s wrong?” Maddie asked noticing my bewildered look.

“Ah” I caught myself and beamed, “Nothing”. But I was sure a vein popped on my forehead.

“Hey Jason”, Lilian finally spoke.

“OH! Hello Lilian” he chortled, obviously just noticing her.

“Mhm” she said quietly.

‘Hmm…. Did I misread her character? She seems very different from what I thought’

I would stare at her but…

“We need to get to class” Maddie said flashing her best smile and grabbing my by the arm while I put up no resistance.

Lilian followed us quietly. I think I seriously misjudged her character.

I took this moment to look at my nail which we had tried to cut with nail clippers but the clipper had broken. They were looking even more like claws now.

I sighed inwardly. I had looked at some of my pictures but I now and the one before looked the same except something mildly noticeable. My ears have an edge about them.

In simpler words, they were pointy almost like those elves in story books. The doctor couldn't explain it, neither could any other doctor.

They deemed it as protective mechanism for the brain against falls by my body. I don't know, to cushion the fall maybe?

I strolled into the noisy class with Maddie. They noisy class remained noisy without even noticing my presence.

'How intriguing', I thought.

A girl noticed us out of the corner of her eyes and she turned sharply. After staring for a few seconds she screamed,

“Elizabeth, you’re back!”

That was when the classroom went still.

“Oh my goodness! Are you ok?” broke the silence. A chubby girl with light brown hair seemed concerned as she looked at me.

I smiled at her concerned face, “Better than ever”

With that sentence, I was raided with questions upon questions. Before the teacher came, they had figured out that I had loss of memory but were unable to understand why my ears had grown pointy.

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Some people seemed a bit relieved by the fact that I remembered nothing. I do not know how to react to their happiness though.

I was interrupted by marker screeches and looked on the board. The teacher was already there writing something with marker.

August 17, 2020.

“Welcome to Class B. I am your English teacher, Hailee Bronson”, the teacher said turning around, “For those who don’t have their schedules, that is fine because English is taught first every Tuesday. You may collect your schedules from Mrs. Morrish at the front desk."

She glanced around and her eyes met mine, “Ah! That’s right. Please welcome Ms. Elizabeth  Baker who was away from school for a while because of medical reasons. She is back with us so give a warm welcome. Please stand, Ms. Baker”

I stood up softly and nodded.

A not so rowdy ‘welcome back’ was heard from different corners of the room.

I looked around and my heart clenched. The feeling of unsettlement. Once again, I know nobody and recognize no one. I was feeling a bit faint.

‘Ah’ I thought, ‘I need to work out more’.

"You may sit down. Now, lemme officially welcome you all to the Junior class," she beamed, "To start off....."

I sat down at Ms. Bronson’s instruction and half-listened.

The day moved slowly and lectures passed with my paying half attention but gaining everything.

Lunch time soon came and so did the rowdiness. My table would have been crowded if not for Maddie saying I still needed to get used to everybody.

“Hungry?” she asked sweetly

“If she’s hungry, are you going to get her food or what? Are you her servant now?” came the crisp voice. It belonged to Lilian. She had a hand on her waist and viciously glared at me.

It seems I wasn’t wrong about her character at all, she's edging for a cat fight… but what was it this morning?

Maddie turned to Lillian and gave her a strict glare.

“Humph” Lilian scoffed and walked out the door with the girl waiting at the door.

“Feisty~” I laughed.

Maddie turned to me and smiled.

I returned the smile and said “No thanks. Not hungry”

“OK” She replied and followed the group exiting the classroom.

She was almost like a mother to be honest. Chuckling at the analogy I soon found myself alone in the beautiful classroom.

I stood up and walked around the class. Slightly tapping the desks as I walked.

‘Why?’ I asked myself, ‘why does nothing click?’

Suddenly I felt an urge to throw up. I held my stomach and dropped to the floor on my knees with my eyes wide like saucers.

“Wha---”, I stuttered. ‘I was fine 3 seconds ago!’

“Un…” I grunted as I grabbed my stomach even more fiercely. It hurt badly. No…. this wasn’t hurting. It was burning.

My eyes then caught something white like a drug packet sticking out of Lilian’s bag.

Squinting to look at it while trying to ignore my burning stomach, I realized what it was.

Then it clicked.

The reason for Lilian’s odd behavior earlier must have been this drug packet. She was probably in a lot of pain and didn’t have much time to argue or glare. She went to the nurse earlier but I thought nothing much of it but oh…

In simpler words, she was having cramps.

Only if that was what I was experiencing right now. Cramps don’t burn.

“Ugh” I let out an agonized groan. ‘Tch, what is going on?!’

“Ah, Lizzy! they have…. Huh?” Maddie walked in chattering but stopped when she didn’t see me in my seat, “Liz?” she called in that deep voice of hers.

“Down…” I said with the voice I could muster.

She looked down and gasped, “What’s wrong?!” she glanced at my hand which grasped my stomach, “Oh, is it…?”

“No…” I let out a pained laugh, “Help me up please”

“Sure”, she said and grabbed my arm easily raising me to my feet, “We need to get you home”

“Mm” I mumbled and leaned on him as he…I mean she helped me out of class.

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“Ow!” I grumbled once again rolling from side to side on my bed. It would not stop burning. There were no burn scars or anything but it felt like I was burning on the inside. More specifically inside my stomach.

What was this?!

I shut my eyes tightly and once again purple gas shone in the darkness I was supposed to be in.

I opened my eyes and rolled again to bury my face in the pillow. I could not close my eyes and sleep off the pain. Once i closed my eyes an image of purple gas would show instead of nothing as it was supposed to.

I don’t understand. I don’t understand the purple gas. Was it once again something from my memory???

What should I do with the purple gas?

Sniff it? But before that, where was it?

Was I some indoor drug addict? Maybe this is the result of not taking that drug?

If so what drug?

(Author’s note: I think she already believes she’s a drug addict….

(*´Д｀)=з )

Ugh! My memories were too vague. However I couldn't just ignore this like the earlier ones.

The doctor was coming soon but I doubt she’d be able to explain this.

“Tch, dammit”

Maybe it was something I ate? Although I doubt that. I recollected my feeling of throwing up earlier and decided to act on that theory.

I managed a grin and sat up carefully so as not to agitate it even further. I was smiling but I didn’t know why. Maybe because this would lead me to find my beloved drugs?!

'Could this be one of my honed reflexes too?' I thought wildly

Trying to ignore my raging thoughts, I pulled myself slowly towards the bathroom and knelt on the floor facing the toilet and beckoned the food to come out.

Nothing did.

I urged again but nothing.

Instead it burned. Even more than before.

It was taking me all I had not to scream.

My trepidation in the darkness had already annoyed me so I was not going to give in to the pain so easily.

I tried again.

And this time something came out.

Purple gas.

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