Jessica Hayles
I see a few small problems on the horizon.
Mon Jan 7, 2019 14:47

Today was not the first time Jessica had ever been in the air. With Daddy, she flew to New York to visit family on a semi-regular basis, and on special occasions he let her travel with him other places – she went on Latin American business trips sometimes to practice her Spanish, or to fashion weeks in Europe as rewards for excellence or her birthdays. Even with Mommy, who did not like to go far from home, she had taken short plane rides to south Georgia to visit her Groves relatives, Great-Grandpa and Great-Grandma, who had been governor and first lady of the state, and all her aunts and uncles and cousins who lived down there around them. Flying, then, was something she was accustomed to, and so the journey to Arizona had been the one part of this going-to-wizard-school she had not been terrified of from the start. She had thought she had known what to expect.

She had thought an incorrect thought.

Her already pale skin was almost white as she staggered, weak-kneed and half-sick, off the wagon, blinking away green and black stars until her brown eyes fixed on the bizarre-looking man who seemed to be giving directions. She stared blankly at him for a long moment, then blinked a few more times, rapidly, before reaching into the pale pink bag hanging from one of her wrists and emerging with a gilt compact and a matching thin tube, which looked very like a pen until she removed the cap and revealed instead the extremely slim bullet of a light pink gloss. Half as if in a trance, she opened the mirror and reapplied the gloss, her hands moving with the ease of something very close to muscle memory.

She closed the compact as automatically as she had opened it, but the click brought her back to earth, back to a higher-than-baseline-functioning awareness of her surroundings. With this awareness came a swell of fear. She was among barbarians. They travelled like that, and they had compelled her to buy a bunch of dead bug parts for a class, and their books indicated they were acutely superstitious to a man, and she was trapped here among them, at least until she could convince them she wasn’t a danger to herself and others with these abilities they claimed she had – but she had on her lip gloss. Jessica Rose was the name of the shade; Daddy had had the color she wore on her lips and nails, along with the eau de toilette she wore, blended in honor of her birth eleven years ago. Daddy always said that there wasn’t much to do about feeling bad, but that was why it was lucky it mattered less how you felt than how you looked. And compared to the guy talking, anyway, she looked really, really good. Tentatively, she took a few steps forward in the direction all the other sixth graders seemed to be heading.

The folders looked like the most important things, so she made a beeline for those and opened up one, looking for some signs of hope. She found none. When the man – Professor Xavier; oh great, it was X-Men – who had been giving directions came and started speaking, she listened closely, waiting for what she wanted to know, but she found nothing – well, almost nothing. At least it sounded like they did have some extracurricular programs, but where was Spanish Honors, or Junior Beta, and all the other sports besides the weird one that came up occasionally in the magic books? And more importantly, where the heck were the rest of their classes? She had assumed that the magic stuff was just an add-on, electives replacing her art and music and Spanish immersion classes at her old school, and that they would be given textbooks for normal subjects once they got here. That was, after all, the only logical explanation – normal classes were regulated, with standards, so of course they would use the same books she would have back at her old school, or similar. It could not really be that they expected her to study nothing but this for two years. It couldn’t be. She would get so far behind!

Her chest began to feel as though it were going to close up again. She pressed her lips together firmly. When something went wrong, one got a drink, put on a lipstick, and got the heck on with it. That was what Elizabeth Taylor had said, and while Jessica would generally not take Elizabeth Taylor as a guide for how to live her life, that statement made sense. So now she was going to go get something to drink, and then she would figure out who this adult guardian of hers was supposed to be, and she would get her schedule sorted out. They had to have her test scores and grades from her old school in Atlanta; they would have to understand that she was on an IB track and had her high school and university shortlists in development, and that as intelligent as she was, missing two years of everything she had studied up to this point would be a disaster. It would be easy to get it sorted. If she didn’t have a panic attack right now and make a spectacle of herself.

She pushed her copper-colored hair back behind her ears and walked toward to a table with what looked like fruit punch, only to have someone else get to the ladle just ahead of her. She smiled automatically. It didn’t matter how she felt, only how she looked. “Hi,” she said, with a slight southern accent. “I’m Jessica. Nice to meet you.”

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    • I see a few small problems on the horizon. — Jessica Hayles, Mon Jan 7 14:47
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