Born to be Different- Part 2

I make it through the rest of the day and meet my dad at the front of school. He parks across the street so I needed to walk. Ugh! I walked and apparently, I ‘forgot to look both ways’ as my dad explained. A car skidded right next to me. I looked inside the car and saw a person with a different color hair. Even if the windows were tinted, it sort of looked as if the person driving the car had red hair.

I continued walking, confused as to why a person had red hair in a town where everyone had blonde hair. I was the only person who had red hair in this town. Well at least that’s what I think.

“You didn’t look both ways,” my dad said as I climbed into the front seat of his car.

“I thought I did, but that car came out of nowhere,” I say.

“Okay, at least you didn’t get hit,” he says, starting to drive. Thank god he didn’t continue talking and yelling at me.


“Eric Lopez! Is that you?” someone yells from across the grass field next to the woods.

“Earl Corwin!” my dad says, taking his hand and doing that guy thing that guys do.

“Who’s this one?” Earl asks.

“This is Ella, my daughter,” my dad says.

“Oh! Nice to meet you, would you like to help here?” he asks.

“Sure,” I reply.

“Okay, I guess we’ll put you to to work then,” he says, laughing. I fake a laugh, wondering what was so funny. “You can go get some sticks from the woods and bring them back, so we can make a fire for warmth and food.”

“Okay,” I say, patting my pocket to make sure my phone was with me. I walk to the forest and look for some good sticks for a campfire.

All the sticks near the grass field was wet, so I decided to walk farther into the woods. It got scarier and scarier the farther I walked.

I gathered ten sticks so far. I decided to grab at least five more, when suddenly, leaf rustled behind me. I dropped all the sticks and hid in the nearby bushes. A person, the same one from the car was standing a couple feet away from me. His face very visible in the sunlight.

He looked slightly lost and very handsome. I stared at him for a bit longer and knew exactly who he was. It looked just like Evan, but an older, taller, and handsomer version.

My phone rings at that exact moment and Evan’s look-a-like started running and hit his head on a tree. He fell down to the ground and disappeared. It was as if he could teleport.

I answer the phone.

“Ella? Where are you? I’m starting to get worried,” my dad says.

“Dad, calm down, I’m coming back right now,” I reply.

“Oh ok, bye,” he says. I gather up the sticks that I dropped and walk back to the field, cautiously. I take the sticks to Eric and he makes me throw them in a huge pile of sticks.  

After at least two more hours, my dad and I finally leave.

“You look very excited, what’s up?” my dad asks.

“Nothing,” I say, changing my expression. I couldn’t tell him, he would stop me from coming back tomorrow.

Once we get home, I go straight to my room and text Elton and Eve. I tell them everything about what happened.

I go to sleep after I tell Elton and Eve everything, excited about tomorrow.


I barely pay attention to any of my teachers and during sixth period, I was just counting down the minutes until the bell would ring, announcing the end of the school day.

“El, details! NOW!” Elton says.

“About..?” I ask.

“What happened yesterday with.. Evan,” Eve whispers.

“Okay, first of all, I don’t know if that person was really Evan and second of all, I’ll tell you once we’re at the woods,” I say.

“The woods?” He asks.

“Yes, the woods,” I say, “I have some investigating to do.”