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Matrix of Leadership-Chapter 2

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Chapter 2: The old car

The new school lies in the center of the shabby town. The car with many luggages on the top slowly parks in front of a nearby bar.

-Stay here while I give your application to the school, ok ?

-Hurry up! I don't want to stay in the car for too long. It's boring in here!

-Don't be so childish Elista!- The young mother pats her daughter cheek softly- I will be right back !

The hot air from outside has a chance to fill in when the mother comes out. The car lies solely in the middle of the blinding dust street with some old shop on the two sides. It's just so boring...

-How can we live in the place like this? – She slouches back on her seat, feet kicks up over the edge of the front seat, swearing.

It's been a long time since she hasn't attended a public school over one year. Elista cannot understand why she commits too many errors in her school life ? Sometimes, strange things happen. Recently, she was expelled for destroying the entire shool computers. It's is normal if she really did it. However, she just touched one of the school computers and suddenly all the computers completely shut down. It's so confusing.

-Do you want to buy sovenirs ?- an old man comes next to her car says.

She would ignore him because of his dirty appearance if not for the interesting things he carries in his hands.

-What is that?- She peeks out of the window, pulling a necklace close to her to see its pendant carving more clearly.

-You are touching history!- he says eagerly, giving her the necklace.

-History about what?- She caresses the mysterious jewellery, her eyes glues to this, trying to find any "history" in this necklace.

-About giant robots who used to protected the world from darkness!- He whispers- This is the best part of the whole history I was told in 100 years ago.

-Giant robots ?- She leans back, thinks for a moment.

- $5 and I will tell you!- He holds out his hand.

She says:

- But I don't have money.

-What a pity, I think you are special but I am wrong.- He shakes his head, looking depressed. His action annoys her greatly.-Well just keep living the simple, boring life of yours, you won't live here for too long…

-How do you know ?- she asks ,surprised, quickly holding him back.

-I even know..- He wants to continue but stops himself.

-Well, say it!

Unable to restraine her curiosity, she opens the door, jumping out to make sure he does not go away.

-$5 or you will live with regret!

Still looking ugly, but at the moment he seems a lot better than the first time she saw him. She withdraws the money in her pocket and him.

-It's a wise choice!- he laughs aloud, showing the full array of stained teeth and incomplete.

-Hurry up! I don't give money to be prised!- She says.

[...]

-Somethings wrong ?

-What?

-You smiled all the way from the school.

Dr Magaret- Elista's mother- asks her daughter when she cleans up the table. Admittedly, compared with mothers who had a child enters college she looks much younger, slim face, smooth skin, thick and smooth hair. Although year-round working in robotic machinery manufacturing but her beauty has not diminished at all. Yet since she had Elista, Magaret always have enough things to worry about her foolish daughter. Elista father died a long time ago, her mother often tells her father as a talented scientist, because his best work.

But he died young, leaving his wife and daughter behind...

-Mom, will I live here long?

-Everything will be alright, honey.

Abandoning her chore, she come to her daughter who is worrying and hug her lovingly.

-I will never leave you..

[...]

The new school always looks beautiful. It's time for class, the students stop chatting with their friends and come to class.

Already familiar with the transfer process, Elista just lazily take her bag and go, not bothering to say goodbye to her mother.

-Can you take a bus and go home today? I have somethings important in the lab that I can't pick you up.- says to her daughter who is tiredly walking in the schoolyard.

-I know!

It's will be a long painful year with the boys is filting and the girls is about that, her feet become heavier with everystep she takes.

"The Cupids want to abandon you if not for their precious arrows. The love is really near, you even can smell it. But you must be becareful because you will have to pay a large price for it."

Thinking about the things the old man said to her yesterday make her sober up. A wind flows pass her, leaving dust on her shoes to become a reluctantly decoration. She grimaces, adjusting her bag and quickly coming to the room near the end of corridor.

Class with all the components,geeks, celebraties,rebels..And the teacher looks really pathetic, old and grumpy. He shakily rises from his chair and slowly comes to the door.

-Quiet!- He graps a dictionary from one of his student and throw it to the noisy crowd.- We have a new student today!

And in the role of the easily bullied newbie, she shyly stands outside the door, looking embarrassed. It's not like she want to act like that but yesterday she could not sleep because the long – that- can't- be-longer speech of her mother about the attitude in the school.

-Her name is Elista Shiriave, just transfering here!- The teacher stands next to her and puts his hand on her shoulder- Please welcome her!

Not understanding why the class suddenly fills with laughter, she quickly find a vacant place in the corner of the class to sit down.

Must take a century to find them bearable.- She sighs tiredly, putting her head in her hands and thinking about the depressing future.

-Are you ok? – The boy sits next to her asks, looking concern – I'm Jim, welcome to the class.

-Stop playing with the newbie, Jim!- The girl sits at the front class says, smiling scornfully – Always use the old tricks!

Being found out, the boy quietly comes back to his seat but not forgeting to give Elista a small smile. The class becomes noisy and the old teacher falls asleep on his desk.

Nightmare, this is a nightmare!

[...]

The bus stops in front of the school gate, waiting for the student. Evenif there is nothing to happy about going with her violent classmates, she still have to take the bus to go home.

The seats are all occupied!

Of course that would be the only answer to meet her searching eyes. They laughed, threw scorn at her like people throw garbages into criminals. There is no other way, she had to stand all the way.

Most students live in the town are far from school, only Elista's house is located in a desolated desert.

Her mother was seeking benefits from the lab to build a giant warehouse for the purpose of research in robotics. And for that reason, the house must also located nearby. She can not imagine living among a field full of sand like that, no passersby, no neighbors.

Anyway not much Earth after man scavenged everything ...

-Hey you! Your bag is bothering me!

Lost in though, she accidently leans on the seat nearby, but unfortunately the owner is not a person who should come nearby.

-I'm sorry!- She quickly says, not wanting to cause trouble on the first day.

-Do you think sorry is enough?- the girl in the seat suddenly stands up, grabbing her bag.

She throw Elista's bag outside the window. The pitiful bag fall in the junkyard on the side of the street.

That's it! She can't take it anymore. Elista furiously grabs the girl by the collar and shouts at her face.

-You want to throw other people things right. Why don't we show you how that feel like to be throw!

And not waiting for the girl to respond, she pushes her through the door of the bus. The poor girl just has the time to scream before falling unconsious in the ground. Everybody in the bus except Elista become panic. The driver quickly stops the bus, running to the girl who lays motionless in the ground. Elista quietly comes out of the bus and runs as fast as she can to the junkyard to find her bag.

Because the bag has something important to her..

Luckily, she finds her bag on the ground of the junkyard after spending few minnutes to look for it.

Thank God it still here! She thinks happily while checking her bag carefully.

Suddenly, she hears the sound of the police car from afar, probably the students called the police to arrest her . She hurrily find a place to hide from them.

If they find me , I will be in a lot trouble! She becomes panic when hearing their voice calling her in the junkyard.

Then she runs into the junkyard and start to look for a safety place to hide. Follow her instinct, she runs around a big heap of metal, and finally she decide to hide into something like a old rusty yellow car, with lots of junk around.

-I think she already go home!- one of the police says after they checking all of the junkyard- The other just has some scratchs on her arm and head.

-It's lucky that the bus was running slowly when it happened.

Their voice become smaller and smaller till she can not hears them anymore. Elista breathes a sigh of relief like just escaping from her death.

-Thank you!- She wishpers to the car.

The weariness comes to her suddenly, she lays down on the seat and falls asleep in the heat of the midday.

Only after a little trouble, her fate has turned to a different approach,full of hardness but full of happiness.

The bell from the school nearby wakes her up, telling her that it already five in the evening. Mother will be so angry when she finds out about this. She thinks sadly. I can't go home right now. So all that night, she stays in the car, suffers the bitter cold of the desert. Although she has pulled up all the glass ,the cold but still comes through the chassis, seeps into the fabric and abuses the other small bodies.

When it's 11 o'clock, she turns on her phone and found dozens calls frome her mother.

Mom is really worried rịght want to text her mother but stops herself. She turns off her phone after hesitates in few minnutes. The place sweeps into darkness. The atmosphere becomes colder, she rubs her arms together to feel some warm.

She looks through the window. Nothing but darkness surrounds her...

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