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Chapter 5: Sur

“Happy birthday to you…happy birthday to you…happy birthday to Su-ur…happy birthday to you!” Her family, the waiters, and the waitresses clapped as Sur blew out the candle from her slice of chocolate cake and several other people from surrounding tables joined in.

“Ok, here you go,” Sur’s mom said, handing her a small present. Sur tore open the paper, opened the small jewelry box and gasped.

“Oh, mom, thank you! It’s absolutely beautiful!” Sur gushed. The necklace in the box had a small, sparkly, diamond covered ball hanging off of it. It shimmered as the light bounced off of it at every angle. “It’s like that ball they drop in Times Square every New Years! Except…much smaller.”

“You’re welcome,” Sur’s mom said, laughing. “You needed something fancier to wear. Here, let me put it on for you.” The necklace fit perfectly and Sur grinned as she moved it back and forth so the light shone in different places on the ceiling.

“Just please don’t tell me you went to one of those stores where if you ask for something under $1000 they look in the trash,” Sur said. Her mom laughed.

“No, don’t worry, I didn’t spend too much,” she replied.

“Thanks,” Sur said, giving her mom a hug.

“Hey, my turn!” Jessica said. Sur took the odd shaped present from her best friend and opened it, a smile tearing across her face.

“Oh my gosh! I can’t believe you remembered!” Sur exclaimed. She took the small ceramic beagle and handled it, looking at the adorable puppy eyes.

“When was the last time you saw me remember something? I bought it as soon as you said you liked it!” Sara said, dryly. Sur laughed and put her present in the middle of the table.

“A true friend would buy it immediately so they wouldn’t forget,” Sur said, smiling. “Now, I might need a little help eating this,” Sur hinted, taking a bite out of the large slice of cake.

“No problem,” Sara replied, grabbing a fork and plunging it in. Sur took another big bite, savoring the rich chocolate flavor, but swallowing it quickly in order to take another.

Sur’s dad waved down the waiter, asking him for the check. When they had paid, Sur and her family drove Sara home and went back to their house. After deciding to put Sara’s present on her dresser, right next to a ceramic cat that her grandmother had gotten her several years before, Sur yawned and took off her shoes.

Sur had 5 brothers and sisters and she was the oldest, but after some major planning her parents had somehow managed to get all of them somewhere to sleepover during the night so Sur could have one night as an only child, her one must-have request for her 16th birthday.

Her parents had also gotten tickets to Washington D.C. for her and her siblings. She was ecstatic and had been bouncing around the house ever since they had told her. This was mainly because they almost never went on vacations because it was hard to keep track of all of the kids.

The five shall make a circle.” Sur stopped for a second and tried to listen, but she didn’t hear anything.

“Great. Voices in my head. Next thing I know I’ll be in a strait jacket and puffy room,” Sur murmured dryly to herself.

Since her room was a complete mess Sur didn’t know where her favorite pajamas were, and that was unacceptable on her birthday. She had already packed for the next day, leaving the bathroom things and her favorite pajamas out, but she didn’t know where she had left them.

Taking in deep breath through her nose, Sur followed the familiar scent of her pajamas like a shark to the smell of blood, finding them under several layers of jeans and t-shirts. Sur’s amazing sense of smell astounded even her sometimes, but never confused her. Ever since she’d turned 13, she could smell better than her 4 year old dog, Ralph.

Sur’s keen sense of smell was something that she kept to herself, never telling anyone else, because she didn’t want anyone finding out that she was weird. Also, because she liked having a secret. It was her own little mystery.

Part 2:

Chapter 6: Tolinka and Nayana

This is the final boarding call for flight 15. Flight 15 will be departing in eight minutes.” The voice cloaked in static went over the announcement system, polluting the airport with even more noise. Hundreds of people rushed around, getting to their flights or their luggage.

After getting on the plane and settling in their seats, Lydia’s cell phone rang and she snapped it out with a quick, “Yes?”

“Would you like a headset for the in-flight movie?” a flight attendant asked. Nayana turned to Lydia to ask her, but then just nodded to the woman after remembering that she was on her cell phone.

“Um, yes…yes thank you,” she replied. The flight was packed with many people, mainly because it was summer vacation. Nayana took out her walkman and turned on the radio, putting the earphones on. She knew that she would have to turn it off soon because it interfered with the airplane’s equipment, but she wanted to listen to the radio anyway.

About five minutes later, she felt a tap on her shoulder. Nayana looked over to see a girl about her age with bright blonde hair and glittery blue eyes. She turned off the walkman and let the headphones hang around her neck.

“Hi, I’m Tolinka,” the girl said, motioning to the woman and two young boys sitting in the four seats in the middle of the plane. “I’m going to Maryland with my family my seat is next to you. I just wanted to introduce myself for the flight.”

“Nayana,” she said, smiling back at the outgoing girl. “Nice to meet you.”

“So, you’re traveling with your mom?” Tolinka asked as she took out some chap-stick and applied it to her slightly cracked lips.

“Yea…” Nayana said, not really seeing a need to mention to this random girl that Lydia was her foster mom. She wasn’t really sure how to continue the conversation because she usually didn’t make real conversation with other girls her age. “Since I just turned 16, my mom thought that it would be nice for us to go to a hotel in Washington DC, relax, and do some tourist-ing.”

“That’s so cool! I just turned 16 too! When was your birthday?” Tolinka asked as she popped the tube back into her purse.

“Just yesterday,” Nayana said, smiling. Tolinka’s eyes widened.

“Now that’s just creepy! So was mine!” she exclaimed. Nayana’s eyebrows shot up.

“Really? Well, happy birthday!” she replied.

“Yea, you too,” Tolinka said. “Well, I plan on sleeping for most of the flight, but if you get bored, just wake me up.” Nayana smiled.

“Thanks,” she said. She wasn’t sure what to make of this girl. Tolinka was nice and pretty and friendly. Most likely, if Tolinka hadn’t said anything, she never would have asked her what her name was. Nayana just sat back and listened as the flight attendant gave the lecture about airplane safety.


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