Marsiana 2-1
PART 2
OBERON AND THE OTHER WORLDS CHAPTER 1
Billy ran to the house of Marsiana and at the gate shouted out happily: ‘I'm going to school! I'm going to school! But you do not go!’ Marsiana curiously looked at him and fell in thoughts for a moment. ‘To school?’ she asked. Billy nodded in satisfaction. ‘Yes, to the school. There will be a lot of children, not only from our street. In school, we will be able to come up with different interesting things.’ ‘And when you go to school?’ Marsiana asked, and she too wanted to go to school. ‘In a week when the summer is over.’ ‘You think summer is over in a week?’ Marsiana asked and looked down at her flowers. Billy shrugged. ‘So it is written in the calendar, and all the adults talking about it. You still ask me as if you don not know that in a week the summer ends and all the children will go to school.’ ‘But flowers? What will happen to my flowers?’ Marsiana exclaimed. Billy sniffed again shrugged. ‘Nothing special, they will continue to blossom itself. Until the frost hit them and they did not wither. Are you from the tropics come to us here? Winters did not see?’ he asked. Marsiana did not hear it. She was horrified to think that the fall will take place, will come a terrible winter, and her beautiful flowers die. No, she will not allow it. ‘That we'll see!’ she exclaimed. ‘What we will see?’ Billy asked puzzled. ‘Can you speak clearly? I absolutely do not understand you.’ ‘And what else do you do at school, in addition to inventing various things?’ Marsiana asked. ‘Well,’ Billy thought for a moment, remembering the funniest pranks, he got up in the school with his classmates. But nothing suitable than it was possible to show off to Marsiana he did not remember. ‘Ah, well, different stuff,’ he answered evasively. ‘Lessons, for example, teach.’ ‘Lessons?’ in the voice of Marsiana heard most genuine curiosity. ‘Well, yes,’ Billy's voice sounded less enthusiastic. ‘The teacher asks us different tasks, and we learn them. Well, someone learn but someone just pretends to learn but the school still fun. There are a lot of children, and in general a lot of interesting things.’ ‘Will you take me with you to school?’ Marsiana suddenly asked. Billy did not know what to say. ‘One time I can, but not every day.’ ‘Why?’ Marsiana insisted. ‘In school children take their parents. There the principle put them into the list, and then they walk there every day until begin their vacation. Clear?’ Everything was clear for Marsiana. ‘So, parents?’ she asked. ‘Well, yes, who else Mom or Dad, or even both.’ Marsiana turned to the stairs and called out: ‘Aunt Audrey! Aunt Audrey!’ In the kitchen window appeared the anxious face of former Mrs. Carter, but now young and pretty Audrey. ‘Something happened Marsiana?’ she asked, with a nodding greeting Billy. ‘Good morning, Miss Carter,’ politely said hello back, Billy. ‘I want to go to school,’ Marsiana said. ‘Take me to school. I want to study in the same class with Billy.’ Billy quietly pinched her arm. ‘What are doing? Marsiana surprised. ‘You can not learn with me in the same class,’ Billy told her with impotency. ‘Why?’ Marsiana was surprised. ‘Because I'm older than you,’ with the same importance explained Billy. ‘Well, so what?’ Marsiana did not understand what it means. ‘In the same class studies the children only of the same age,’ Billy went on to explain. ‘It is true that sometimes it happens that transfers the younger kids, but they are wonder kids. Smart, saying simply,’ in the voice of Billy sounded neglect. He, like most of his classmates did not classify himself as a clever pupil and was very proud of it. In a parallel class was such a kid, so all year round all other kids mocked at him and gave offensive nicknames. Billy thought that to be as everybody was much better. ‘Aunt Audrey, will you take me to school? I want to go to school,’ Marsiana asked. Mrs. Carter pondered a minute and then suddenly agreed. ‘Good idea, Marsiana. How we didn’t think about it before. I now call the headmistress, she is my former classmate,’ Mrs. Carter disappeared into the room. ‘I want to study in the same class with Billy!’ Marsiana shouted after her. ‘Okay. I know it,’ in response sounded muffled with the walls of the house voice of Mrs. Carter. Billy listened and looked at everything, rolling his eyes in surprise. ‘I told you,’ he started to talk but Marsiana did not let him finish. ‘You can congratulate me!’ she said cheerfully. ‘I also go to school. I'll study with you in the same class. I've heard that Aunt Audrey said that Headmaster her best friend. By the way, Billy I’ll tell you a big secret,’ Marsiana looked around, as if fearing that they could eavesdrop by someone. Billy from tension and curiosity even a little got paled. ‘What?’ he asked in a hollow voice. ‘You do not believe it,’ Marsiana said, as if not daring to devote her secret to the boy. ‘Don't worry, I will not tell anyone,’ Billy promised preparing himself to hear as it seemed to him the terrible truth about the origin of Marsiana. ‘I am an indigo kid!’ Marsiana shouted with a fun and began to watch the expression on the face of Billy. Billy did not move a moment, and then sighed loudly. ‘Ah,’ it was all what he said. ‘What "Ah"? Are not you happy for me?’ ‘Glad, of course, but in our class do not like pupils who’re too smart,’ he warned. ‘So be careful with your abilities.’ ‘Thanks,’ Marsiana thanked him. Billy shrugged. ‘What class is Christie in?’ Marsiana asked. ‘We're in the same class,’ Billy said. ‘If you want, we will walk together to school. At first I'll go after you, and then together go to Christie's,’ Billy after the first surprise already begun to like the idea that he will learn with Marsiana in the same class. ‘Excellent. I agree.’ ‘Only you ...’ Billy hesitated. ‘What?’ Marsiana was waiting for what he would say next. ‘Do not tell children anything?’ ‘What do you mean? Can you talk straight?’ ‘Well, that it was you who found a skeleton of a dinosaur, that you made a game in which children shoot and about other things they will not understand,’ Billy explained. ‘I will not,’ Marsiana promised solemnly. Billy with relief breathed out. ‘Great. What are you going to do now?’ he asked. ‘I do not know and you?’ ‘Actually I was going to go to the river, but now I changed my mind. Maybe we’ll go together?’ ‘To the river,’ Marsiana for a moment looked into the distance. ‘I don’t’ mind about river. It’s a good idea. And what will we do there?’ ‘You can go fishing, swimming, sunbathing or boating. On the river you can do a lot of interesting things,’ Billy said. ‘Okay, go. I only say it to Aunt Audrey,’ Marsiana looked at the house and headed for the gate. ‘You were going to tell Miss Carter that you’re going to the river,’ Billy said walking after her. ‘Already said,’ Marsiana answered without turning her head. ‘How? Ah, well, you are indigo.’ Billy guessed. ‘You remember about it. Well done,’ Marsiana praised him. ‘Nothing I told her. Simply, she allows me to walk where I want. Your parents does the same does not? ‘My parents work all day. And I have nobody to ask. ‘I understand. How far is a river?’ ‘It depends. For me personally, not too far,’ Billy said. ‘It’s great. Come on.’ By the river Marsiana and Billy did not come down. On the road, on the trail, they saw a little, motionless girl. Billy was terribly frightened, and even began to stutter. ‘We should inform the police,’ he said, a bit pull himself together. ‘Also she needs an artificial respiration.’ ‘You know how to do that?’ Marsiana asked who apparently looked very calm. ‘Me?’ for some reason Billy was surprised to hear her question. ‘You.’ Billy shook his head. ‘You know her?’ Marsiana asked again. ‘I do not know, but you?’ ‘How can I know her when I recently live on your street, and almost do not go anywhere? On the birthday of Christy, I have not seen her,’ Marsiana sat beside the girl and began to look at her carefully. ‘What with her? What are you gonna to do?’ Billy asked in a trembling voice. He feared that the girl was dead, and there was nothing they could for her. ‘Maybe she fell and hit herself?’ he suggested, trying not to look at the girl lying motionless. Billy was very afraid of the dead and did not want her to hit him in the memory. ‘Unconscious, I guess. Now I find it out,’ Marsiana closer leaned over the girl. Focus. On her face, for a moment there was a knowing smile. ‘What? What is it?’ Billy asked impatiently. ‘It seems she’s breathing,’ Marsiana calmed him. ‘Fu’! Billy sighed with relief. ‘You have to call someone for help. As for bad luck there is no one on the path. When it is not necessary all hanging around here and there! What are you going to do, artificial respiration?’ Billy did not stop talking. ‘What did you clung to me with this artificial respiration? And anyway, do not bother me!’ ‘I do not latch, and do not interfere; only very worried. We were at the school and the police officer told us how to do CPR.’ Billy explained Marsiana silently stared at the girl's face. In appearance she was not more than eight years. She was thin, slender, with a pale pretty face and her eyes closed. She lay on her back and Marsiana saw something white in appearance similar to the wings. Billy also saw. ‘This is an angel! She fell from the sky!’ Billy whispered and sat down on the ground. It seemed a little more, and he would go mad. ‘Angel, you say. Now we'll see what kind of angel,’ Marsiana looked into the girl's brain and found unknown, unfamiliar to her strange planet. Some weird, ugly creatures swarmed near the aircrafts. In the air in various places hanging image of... Marsiana shuddered, hung her own images, drenched in some red, like the blood substance, and on the ground under each picture were burning some characters. Marsiana swept with slight tremor. She did not begin to read what has been written below the images. It all was clear. ‘Billy, look, there, in the bushes shines something,’ she said quietly, without turning her head. ‘Where? Where?’ Billy fidgeted. ‘Near the tree. Maybe something valuable. Go fetch.’ Billy rushed to the bushes. While he was looking for, Marsiana burned down the girl. From her left no trace, only a few blades of yellow grass, as if in the intense heat. Just at that moment, Billy returned. He was holding a shiny wrapper of the candy. ‘Where is the girl?’ he cried and dropped the wrapper out of hand. He looked around, but the girl was not there. ‘Flew away. She is an angel,’ Marsiana said. Billy grimaced. ‘I do not want to go to the river anymore,’ he said. ‘Me too. I have to go home,’ Marsiana agreed listening to something. ‘Ah, well. I understand,’ Billy turned and made his way first to the path back to the house of Mrs. Carter. Marsiana followed him. She thought of an alien planet. Marsiana did not understand why such a large number of unfamiliar creatures wished her death. What she has done wrong to them? Answers to these and other questions she had not, but she intended to do anything to find out. ‘Swum already?’ Mrs. Carter asked when she saw Billy and Marsiana. ‘Yeah, swum,’ Billy replied sadly. ‘Goodbye, Miss Carter,’ he said and went home. ‘What about him?’ Mrs. Carter Curiously asked curiously. ‘Quarreled?’ ‘No, I just run faster than him,’ Marsiana said quietly. ‘That’s why Billy upset Mrs. Carter laughed merrily. ‘Boy. What you want from him. They do not like that the girls are better in something than they. Marsiana smiled. ‘I go to my flowers, grandmother, Mrs. Carter. I’ll take a look how they're there.’ ‘Okay, Marsiana. I mean while make your favorite ice cream,’ Mrs. Carter returned to the house. Marsiana went into the garden. She has a lot to think about.
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