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Never was there a line this long in human history. Or at least not by the standards of the students at St. Jane's High School. There were roughly 630 students in the entire school. Not that many for a school in New York City. But it seemed much more than that when more than half of them were waiting in line to buy lunch. Usually most of the students (both boys and girls) who attended either brought their own lunches or didn't eat. But no. today, it seemed, everyone had forgotten to pack so, they would all be stuck in a line longer than whole cafeteria. This was not an exaggeration, mind you. About five or six students trailed out the double doors and into the hallway. One of these poor, unfortunate souls was Alois Arkwright. He had fallen asleep in his geometry class again and not heard the bell ring. But it did. And he was late to lunch, and therefor cursed to wait at the back of the ridiculous line.

No wonder he was late. No one cared to wake him or tell him where to go. He had spent his whole first week completely lost in the huge Catholic school. Now it wasn't as bad but he would still get all turned around between classes. No one helped him because no one cared to anymore. Alois had tried to have friends but it never worked out. Alois was just too moody or his family was just too weird. Not that he was arguing. His family was quite weird. His father, Jordan, was like most fathers in some ways. He sat on the couch and yelled at the TV during a football game. But that was only once in a while. The rest of the time, he was at work as an elementary school teacher or he was out with Alois' mother, visiting her mother in the hospital. This wasn't the weird part though. Alois' mother and grandmother were. His mother, Elizabeth would always have her eye on any friend Alois ever had. Recently she had begun to question them extensively whenever Alois wasn't in the room. Then it got weirder. The only one of Alois' ex-friends to ever meet his grandmother was a girl named Reina. Grandma Alice had beckoned her over to the hospital bed and began to shake her violently, screaming something in another language.

The doctors chalked it up to her losing her mind with age but still, Alois was never aloud to see Reina again. The time had come where he had lost so many friends that he just wasn't trying anymore. He sat in the backs of classes, sleeping through most of them. He pushed his way through crowds as stealthy as he could, going from class to class as fast as he could. He wore his uniform dutifully without making any changes or doing anything to get him noticed. He hardly cut his hair anymore so it fell to his shoulders and into his eyes. It was more often than not frizzy. It was honey blond with thick curls forming a messy mane around his head. from within the veil of golden curled bangs that reached his chin, his two clear blue eyes watched the groups of happy children, laughing with their friends, going to find a seat.

Alois sighed and was about to give up on getting lunch when a lyrical voice said his name.

"Alois? Your name is Alois, right?"

Alois looked over to the source of the voice. It was the boy standing in line in front of him. He seemed to be a senior, just like him, but with soft almost childish features. His silvery blond hair hung pin-straight, framing his pale face. The boy's left eye was a pinkish-red color while the other was covered by a plain black eye-patch. He was at least half a head taller than Alois, but that wasn't hard to do, considering Alois was one of the shortest people in school.

"Yeah." Alois answered cautiously. "Who are you...?"

The other boy smiled but didn't show his teeth. "My name is Klaus Whitt." He held out his hand for a shake and Alois took it. He glanced down and noticed Klaus was wearing a pair of fancy-looking white gloves. He frowned suspiciously but the other boy was all smiles. He even took it upon himself to brush some of the blond curls away from Alois' face. "there. Much better. Now I can see your eyes."

Alois frowned slightly and his face flushed in embarrassment. So ended his state of non-existence. Luckily he only had three more classes after this and then he could go home, where he was sure no one would notice him.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-(AN: I NEVER THOUGHT I'D SEE THIS SET OF SYMBOLS AGAIN!)

As soon as he was in the foyer of his old two story house, he shut and locked the door behind him. So far he had had Klaus Witt in all of his last three classes. Some of them Klaus would talk to him through and others (mainly biology, when they were seated across the room from each other) Klaus wouldn't say a word. But Alois could always feel himself being watched. It unnerved him and scared him a little. He was glad to be home, where, hopefully, he would be alone for a good few hours. He sighed as he tossed his back pack onto a chair at the kitchen table and read the note that was pinned to the refrigerator by a magnet.

'Alois,

Your mother and I have gone to visit Grandma Alice. We'll be back in about two or three hours. We have to get some stuff from the store too.

See ya later, Squirt,
Jordan.

P.S. Don't eat the ribs in the fridge. They're mine.'

Alois yawned and opened the fridge door. He pulled out an apple and chomped on it. He never knew why his father signed the notes using his first name. Couldn't he just as easily say 'dad'? He sighed, bored and slumped into a seat at the kitchen table and pulled out the monstrously large text book that was issued to them for English class. Just looking at the cover made him want to slam his head into a wall. He opened it and glared at the page full of questions about a short story that his class had read recently. He tore a page of lined paper from his notebook and proceeded to do his dreaded homework.

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At about 5:00, His parents returned home and informed him that they would be picking him up from school the next day so that they could all go visit Grandma Alice together. Alois didn't really mind but he had to admit that when he was younger, he was afraid of his grandmother. Now that he was older, he wasn't so much afraid as he was disturbed. He still loved his Grandmother but the nervousness he felt around her was strange. Too strange for him. Still, he had no way to argue himself out of a visit.

They all ate dinner together, at the kitchen table. Talk was light-hearted and laughter was shared and for once, Alois' life was normal. So blissfully normal that he treasured every second of this sweet serenity. And he would certainly treasure it forever. But their peace was shattered.

The doorbell rang.
Alternitive title: Adventures in horrorland.

Son of a bitch. I started another story. Another Alice story at that. Fuck my life. I hope you enjoy it. Shit.

Characters are miiiiiine

wonderland is noooooot
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K3NS3Y Featured By Owner Nov 3, 2010  Student General Artist
Good-ness! you are such an AWESOME writer!!! i cant wiat to hear more from you!!! my twin sis and i are real big writers, so maybe i can post some of our writings on here so ya can check em out. i love your story because the characters are so raw and real. (btw, another great story with raw and real characters is get well soon by julie halpern. it's a great book with dark humor and stuff like that. ive gotten a bunch of awesome ideas and inspirations from it. i highly recomend it!!)
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Blood-and-chocolate9 Featured By Owner Nov 3, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
Oh my! Why thank you! ^^ I love writing and I try my best :)I'd love to read some of your writings! :D And thank you again. My characters thank you as well for they are the voices in my head :) (That sounds really good, I think I'll have to check out my school library and see if they have it. :D)
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K3NS3Y Featured By Owner Nov 3, 2010  Student General Artist
sweet! i just posted one of my own! check it out!
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Blood-and-chocolate9 Featured By Owner Nov 3, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
Ok! :D
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YoshiLovesAuto Featured By Owner Nov 3, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
I LOVE THIS STORY SO FAR UND I'M GOING TO DRAW YOU KLAUS AND ALOIS RIGHT NOW!!!!!

Why fuck your life? D:
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Blood-and-chocolate9 Featured By Owner Nov 3, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
I-It's only the first chapter....O.o

Because I keep going back to writing alice stories.
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YoshiLovesAuto Featured By Owner Nov 3, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
I still like it. Including the shameless cliffhanger.

Aw...but they're good!
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