"I'm shipping you both to boarding school."
Those seven words changed Debbie's life forever.
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Amnesia is defined as loss of past memories due to a traumatic experience.
Debbie is sent to a hostel she's previously gone to but with no recollectio...
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Totally ignoring Jaycee, Michie addressed her friend. "What do you mean by that?"
"I'll explain later," she replied, giving me one last look before exiting the restroom.
Completely perplexed, I turned to Michie for an explanation, but she just shrugged and followed suit.
"What just happened?" Jaycee questioned, her face contorted as she adjusted her glasses.
"I wish I knew," I replied back, sighing out my exhaustion from what just happened. "Let's go eat."
With that we both left the restroom on the way to the cafeteria, but got stopped at the open field.
"Debbie!" I turned to see Scar waving at me from the entrance of the school. "My friends and I are heading out to eat, wanna come?"
Her eyes shifted to Jaycee, assessing her briefly. "You can bring Shorty with you."
Snorting at that, Jaycee glared at Scar in distaste. "It's fine, go ahead without me." Without waiting for my response, she headed to the cafeteria.
Well that was rude. Marching over to Scar, I stood defiantly. "What you did to my friend wasn't nice," I confronted.
"I'm not nice," she shrugged, getting on her black Triumph Bonneville with yellow highlights. "You coming or what?"
"Are we even allowed to leave the school premises?" I questioned back, still ogling at her sweet ride. She passed me the extra helmet as I sat on the cool leather exterior, my arms wrapped securely round her waist.
"Didn't take you as someone who cared about school rules." I laughed at that. Reeving the engine, we took off.
The wind slapped my bare skin in an exhilarating way, filling me with much needed adrenaline as my hands stretched out on their own accord. "Woohoo!" I shouted, though my voice was muted by the helmet.
My excitement fiddled as we stopped at a dingy rundown metro restaurant. Parking her motor, I climbed down and inspected the area. "What are we doing here?"
"Follow me," she chuckled at my confused state and lead the way to the back of the restaurant. The rusty door creaked as we opened it, stepping into the darkness, my other senses now heightened from the loss of vision.
"Almost there," she called out, her voice seemed far away and I followed the echo, my hands meeting with the debris on the walls to guide me.
"Where are we?" Suddenly a bright light emerged from the end of the wall, momentarily blinding me.
My pace hastened as I ran towards the bright light, once I got to the other side I hit something hard that sent me collapsing to the ground. Luckily, a hand grabbed me before I made impact, my eyes shut in preparation of what was to come.
