Welcome To Wonderland - S. E. Gutierrez (classic fiction TXT) 📗

Prologue

To so many people the term "Disney" means nothing more than cutsie animated movies like Finding Nemo

and Cinderella

but all of the Drama Club students of Falling Hills High have discovered a new meaning. This is my story.

Chapter One: Three Weeks Three Days, Four Hours

I held in my very hands the permission slip of a lifetime. Drama Club. Falling Hills was known for its supreme plays; the actors and actresses as close to the original characters as the world of plays permits. News articles have been written just on their costumes. So when I moved to the little town that houses this insane high school, I just about died.

Copppertown consists of two communities of three subdivision. Sounds a whole lot bigger than it is. There's only about twenty houses in each subdivision. Thats only like 120 families. Again, sounds a whole lot bigger than it is. There's two grocery stores, one super-Walmart, a Target, the elementary school, and, of course, Falling Hills High.

Moving to this town was both incredibly good, and depressingly bad. I am a girl with a discrete fashion sense, and I was worried that Walmart and Target wouldn't be stocked with enough neon colors with black and red. I heard my father call my name; I came bounding down the staris. Oh, and I forgot to mention I haven't exactly moved yet. I still have another three days, six hours, and eleven minutes. I forgot how many seconds a while ago.

"Darling, the movimg truck is coming tomorrow, you almost finished packing?" he asked.

"Yup, just got four sets of clothes, and my bed stuff left."

This move was going to be interesting. I still haven't told Janick, prety much my only friend. Bounding up the stairs, I headed for my sacntuary. Opening the door to my balcony, I stepped out into the summer heat.

I had a great veiw, the lake was, well the lake, but there were no buildings or houses. It was just me. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. Janick.

Well, it's now or never, I told myself. "Hiya." I answered.

"Hey," he replied glumly. "Listen, I gotta tell you something."

"Me too." I said.

"Jacinda, I'm moving, out of state, to some mini-town called Coppertown."

Life loves me so, so much. I let out a squeal. "Me TOO! Oh, my, goodness. I was so scared about leaving. Guess we're still partners in acting." I said, elated.

"Guess we are. I gotta go finish packing, see ya later Jace. By the way, when are you leaving?" he asked.

"Three days, why?" I answered.

"Just wondering,and huh, me too. Anyway, see ya."

"Wouldn't want to be ya." I finished our usual goodbye phrase.

Thumping down into my little chair I kept out here, I stared out at the lake. In three days, all of this would be gone, miles, and miles away from me. In a few days, someone else would be sitting here, looking at this view. I sighed. At least I'll have a new balcony up in Colorado.

I was ready to leave the Arizona heat for some Colorado cold, but I would miss it here. A lot.

Chapter Two: Three Weks, Three Days, Three ours

I stood up, grabbing my audition script. The play for this year ar Falling Hills High was Alice in Wonderland, rewritten just for Falling Hills. I was determined to be at least Alice's unserstudy. This was my dream, my life. And getting the part of Alice just felt. . . right, like it was meant for me. I glanced at the script one last time. I knew he words, and they flowed out of my mouth. I still wasn't satisfied. I tried one more time, throwing every feeling I have ever felt. This, this feeling right here, of total and utter belonging and rightness is the reason I act.

Before I knew it, the sun was dipping below the horizon, casting a red glow on the sky. I sighed. A breeze blew through the trees, making the few leaves waver and shake. The air was a hot caress on my face, this was home, but soon, home would be somewhere in the woods. Even though Janick was moving to Coppertown too, I still felt like there was something I'd be leaving behind. A movement in the bushes below me caught my eye. When I was about to finally go inside, a white rabbit hoped out, shaking a little.

In a matter of seconds, I was in my back yard, trying to get close to the bunny.

"Here little guy, I won't hurt you. It's okay sweetie." I whispered.

It hoped a little closer and I could hear the jingle of collar tags. It took another little hop and I could see the shine of metal. It was tame. I could see little cuts on it as it inched closer to me. When it finally came to me, I stroked it's back. It was definitely tame, no wild animal could have fur as soft as this. As I stroked it, the rabbit's shaking slowed and eventually stopped. The sun was gone now, replaced by a brilliant full moon. Washed in moonlight, everything looked pale and mystical. I glanced at my watch. 9:30. Wait, what? I did a bit of a double-take.

"Sorry, little guy, but I have to go. Stay out of trouble, okay?" I said, even though I knew it couldn't understand me. I heard the backyard door open behind me. Mr. Bunny froze. My dad walked out to me.

"JJ," he said, placing a hand on my shoulder. "Time to come in. Oh, whose this?"

"This, Dad, is a bunny. He has a collar, but it just has a name, Greyson. can we put up posters and if no one claims him, can wee keep him?" i begged.

He shrugged. "Sure sweetie, just make sure he's either gone or yours by the time we leave. Sound good?"

I jumped up, giving Dad a huge hug. Reaching down, I picked up Greyson and craddled him in my arms. "We'll get you fixed up, baby."

Taking him insode, I set him down on the counter. Gently cleaning his scratches and scrapes, I started thinking about what could've done this. His fur was too think for the bushes to scratch like this, and I hoped it wasn't an abusive owner.

"What happened to you?" I murmured.

Greyson let out a small shiver.

After bandagig him up, I got together a big cardboard box, made a little bed for him, and put in a water bowl and some carrots. I set Greyson in there and he settled himself amog the towels and cloths, munching on a carrot. He was such a cutie.

Two more days and I'd leave my desert oasis. That thought both excited me, and scared me.

Laying my head down on the pillow, I closed my eyes and tried to sleep.

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Publication Date: 09-20-2011

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Dedication:
To Ms. Rudisel, Mrs. Cerjak, Mrs. Larned, and the Sierra Verde Drama Club. Love you guys, Drama Family forever! ^_^