Bees

Miss Peregrine kept on walking as if her house was just like the other slums from town. I was in shock although I should have probably known that she was rich just by the way she acted and how she dressed but I couldn't get passed the fact that this was my home and I would be all to myself to for knew how many bedrooms I could have in this place just the thought made me toot my own horn for the weeks of waiting for someone had finally paid off for I would be living better then some. I smiled at the thought being sure not to show my teath or open my mouth.

We stopped at the large oak double doors in front of the house. Miss Peregrine opened the door then spoke the few words that made my thoughts from before run away from me "welcome Hugh to my home for peculiar children".

She smiled then as if waiting for me to smile back but I knew my face looked pale and lifeless for that's how I felt.

The bees clustered in a small group in my stomach as if trying to show the fear and ward me away from this place.

I looked sideways at Miss Peregrine and her facial expression changed. It looked a lot like Pity. "Nothing to be afraid of, move on" she said and pushed my back into the foyer.

I wanted to grab hold of the doorway and scream but I couldn't all I could do was stand their for I knew any children that lived here would soon call me a freak and forget I was there so I would have to hide in a corner.

Miss Peregrine took a step inside after me closing the door behind her eliminating my last chance out. She than started walking a puzzled look on her face as she checked in a room with double doors than through another until she came back to where I could see her next to the staircase.

"You can go look around maybe you can find Horace to give you a different set of clothes" she said and then grabbed a watch from one of her pockets and stomped off leaving me alone in a endless hallway with nobody in it and nowhere to go but forward.

I took my first step. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. I took another step. Maybe it would be bad. I took another step and another until o reached the staircase maybe I could find the roof and jump off of it eliminating all my future problems.

No Hugh. The voice in the back of my head said as I started climbing up the stairs leaving muddy boot prints after each step.

I reached the edge of the landing their were doors and doors going into endless rooms I walked and realized each was a bedroom.

What have you gotten yourself into Hugh, the voice said in the back of my head while the bees in my stomach were annying their way up my throat to look around at least they were curious.

I gulped making them tumble down my throat as I stopped looking into a room and walking inside. It was small and a-quant. Their were jars of some sort along the walls, the bed was unkept and clothes were sputtering out of whatever hiding place they could find.

I walked over to the jars examining the liquid inside when my stomach dropped because I realized they weren't liquid at all but parts. "I wouldn't be in here if I were you" a voice said from behind me near the door. I jumped and turned around to see a boy.

I starred at his features as I brought in all in for He had blond hair and endless blue eyes that seamed to swim into your thoughts. He wore practically a suit with the jacket and matching pants all pressed and neet with matching shoes and a hat perched on the top of his head. I started some more as he did the same for me looking down at my mud stained knees to my dirty boots and back to my knees than my hands and then to my face.

"Sorry that was awfully rude I'm Horace" he tipped his hat a little as if in a friendly sort of smirky jester.

He waited a few minutes the silence growing until he spoke again this time a bit more questioning "and your name is" he asked using a flutey hand jester as if to quote me on.

I thought for a second and then grabbed the paper from my pocket and wrote exactly what I had to Miss Peregrine.

I'm Hugh.

Horace's face turned from puzzled to shock as he said the words "you can't speak"

I nodded once as if to say "yup can't speak move on with it" although he only got the yes part.

"The others will be back soon" He said "Dinner should be ready by the time they get back to, come on" Horace waved his hand in a follow me sort of way so I did.

Man Horace was tall, he was practically a foot taller then me and I thought I was tall at least I was considered tall back at home.

I remembered how I was almost as tall as my mom a while ago her Carmel hair always touching my face when I hugged her but my dad was tall like me at least where I came from for I also had my dads hair a dark brown and his eyes also a chocolatey brown. I was still waiting for the obvious youth in my face to go away for I was fourteen and I practically looked like i was 12.

Horace took a sharp turn into a room unlike the other for this one was clean and smelled like my mothers room; a deep lavender.  I stopped in the middle of the room to admire it for the bed was made and clothes were put in a large dresser that Horace opened.

There was also a vanity in the corner with a bunch of bottles on it. Next to the bed their was a blue rug to and a high curtained window above it for everything in this room was so clean as if no one ever

A hand waved in my face followed by a voice "excuse me, excuse me" i turned to see Horace right in front of me towering down with those icy blue eyes.

"Did you hear a word I was telling you?" He questioned and I realized I did it again.

I shook my head No tweeds the ground embarrassed by my stupid behavior and than Horace shoved a pile a clothes into my arms.

"Here go change, theirs a room across the hall, that's yours" than he spun me around and pushed me out the door closing it behind me.

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