Newly Developed Film

[Lenne Casein]

Lenne found It hard to believe that she was really in Somnium Academy, she wasn’t sure why, but more than likely it was something to do with the whole suddenness about her arrival. After Lenne had let it slip about the supposed “bullying” at her old school, it shocked Lenne how fast they had pulled her out and transferred her to this new academy.

So Lenne found herself alone, in a large boarding school, without any idea of what to do. For a while Lenne didn’t even move from her room. She wasn’t used to the whole Idea of not being home with her grandparents. She had always been with them in some way or another. I mean the only time that Lenne wasn’t with her grandparents was when she was at school. When she thought about it she guessed that it was a bit sad, but she didn’t care. She was happy we’re she had been, she felt safe with her grandparents, and they were trying their best to help her remember the missing eight years of her life.

Now you must be wondering why Lenne never protested to her grandparents decision to send her to Somnium Academy, well she did, though she wasn’t as strait forward as she has planed. When she had been pulled out of school, she didn’t think that they were going to send her to a boarding school. It wasn’t planed just as it wasn’t when Lenne told her grandparents about the “bullying” even though it wasn’t really bullying, it was just teasing, Lenne knew that, but her grandparents had taken it a little too literal. They were old and worried, Lenne couldn’t blame them. That’s why she didn’t argue when it came to transferring out of Hill High.

But Lenne had to protest when she found out that she was going to and Academy deep in England. Lenne lived in England, so it wasn’t like she was going to a different country, but sometimes it felt like it. After all she was in a completely different place, away from anything familiar and alone. It made her nervous, knowing that she was alone. But then again who could blame her it was a new environment with no time to adjust.

It was so fast leaving Lenne no time to get her footing. Right after she had been introduced to the principle she was shown around campus, shown her room, and even had her classes arranged. It was enough to make her head spin. But what was worse was finding out about the Dream World. That one really threw Lenne for a loop, she was so close to believing the man crazy that, she was ready to run out the door and never come back. But after the first night she understood she got a glimpse of the world first hand, though it was only for a minute or so. Not enough for anyone to really notice her, but enough to notice herself. Let’s just say waking up as a clown was not the best way to start the morning. Lenne didn’t sleep for the rest of the night.

The next morning started classes. Lenne felt lost and behind, since she had come in the middle of the semester, though she still tried she still couldn’t help but feel over whelmed by the whole thing. This was going to take some getting used to, that Lenne was sure of.

After the initial shock was over, Lenne was able to venture out of the room. She found herself outside the dorms just wondering around. She passed many building some of which she knew from her classes, but the one area she had been to was the playing field. And that’s where Lenne found herself now, with her camera around her neck and her woolen sweater pulled tight around her. Though it was only fall Lenne couldn’t help herself when it came to her sweater. It had been her mothers and she couldn’t really bring herself to take it off most of the time, (Other then it being too hot to keep it on.)

The playing field was vast much more then what Lenne was used to, the only playing field that her old school was noticeable smaller then Somnium Academy’s. As a result Lenne lifted her camera and removed the lens. She agreed with herself that this was picture worthy; even though Lenne didn’t play any kind of sports it was still a shock to see such a vast difference to her old school. And she was sure her grandparents would like to see it.

So Lenne lifted her camera up to her eye focused her lens and took a quick snap shot. She took a look at the digital screen on the back just to see how it came out. The picture was fine for a low view. But Lenne felt that a higher view would get a better quality, after all there was a lot more to see from higher up. So Lenne looked around trying to find a good place to take a picture, she found long row of bleachers, and decided that that would work just fine. So she made her way over to them and claimed up to the top and stood on the highest bleacher. She brought her camera up again and looked around.

Lenne noted how different everything looked through her lens. She smiled slightly and took a few pictures of the field, being sure to take in the land marks so she could identify them later. After she was done Lenne decided to sit for a bit, though she walked around most of the day she wasn’t tired. She just wanted to take in the scenery, though some would wonder why after all it was just a playing field, it wasn’t like it was a garden or something else of that nature. But when you thought like Lenne did, you thought that everything was meant to be like a picture, it was supposed to be looked at even if only by one person. So Lenne sat there and watched, as some people around the field spoke while others played games. And for Lenne that was enough.

[Kalen Combs]

Kalen was very frustrated when she found out that there was no Auto Shop or Ag. Mechanics classes, but she soon calmed down when she saw the size of the playing field. It was bigger than anything she’d ever seen before and she had seen a lot of playing fields in her time, because she loved to go with her brothers every where they went, which frequently was some place they could play their sports.

Looking out over the vastness of the field with a soccer ball in her hand, made her feel at peace in this new school she had only just come to by orders of her brothers, all of whom she missed very much. Sports was her release of stress and worry that had built up since she came to the academy, it would have been better if Kalen had someone to play with, but she was okay practicing on her own.

Taking in a deep breath and quickly searching the field again to make sure she wouldn’t get in anybody’s way. Dropping the ball softly and silently in the grass at her feet, she quickly took her starting position, one that she had done so many times she didn’t even have to think about it anymore she just did it automatically.

Her foot and the ball collided nicely, making a small ‘thump’ as it was hurled into the air above her. Swiftly she brought her leg up and began to bounce it back and forth on her knees. Exhilarated and feeling alive, Kalen kicked the ball high above her head and jumped up to kick it backwards towards the other side of the field.

A smile broke out across her face, she felt at home right here, out playing sports and being herself, with nobody here to judge her. She managed to kick the ball and land without hurting herself to bad, her butt happens to be what she fell on though.

Laughing at herself she laid back in the cool grass watching where the ball landed. Something didn’t feel right to her, but maybe it was just that she did have her brothers or any friends around her to laugh too. After about a moment she got to her feet to retrieve the soccer ball from the bottom of the bleachers.

Once she had the ball safely tucked under her arm, she looked around yet again just now noticing a girl sitting all by herself at the top of the bleachers. ‘I wonder what someone’s doing out here all alone.’ Kalen thought to herself as she stood on the first step of the bleachers.

“Hey you, what are you doing out here all by yourself? Why aren’t you with your friends?” Kalen shouted so the girl would hear her all the way at the top. Waiting for the girl to reply she dug out a bandana and put it over her head keeping her hair out of her face.

[Lenne Casein]

The sound of rubber hitting metal was loud to Lenne’s ears, as was the reverberating that followed. Lenne’s entire body jumped, making sure that it was a spectacle for any that happened to be watching. She squeaked as well making it clear to everyone that the noise had startled her. She put a hand to her chest trying to rest her beating heart.

When a voice rose trying to clam Lenne’s attention, Lenne couldn’t help but jump a little at that as well. Since she was already to startle mode it was very easy to cause the girl to jump. When Lenne finally calmed enough she looked down and saw her offender. She was a tall girl, well taller than Lenne anyway, her hair was long, strait, and brown. To Lenne she seemed fairly plain, the kind of girl you saw on a boys arm twenty-four-seven, but there was something about her that intrigued Lenne. Maybe it was the soccer ball that was tucked under her arm. It drew away from Lenne’s pervious assumption.

So intrigued Lenne decided to answer her question, but she was having a hard time trying to think of what to say, Lenne always had this problem. This is one of the main reasons that she didn’t have many friends. Her communication skills were severely lacking. So after a minute of thinking she decided to just give a simple answer.

“I don’t have any friends. I just came to this school a few days ago.” Lenne shouted, she would have gotten up but it seemed too much of a hassle since she was sure that the girl would leave her alone after she answered her question. After all that’s what they always did, none of the random people that Lenne had met had really wanted to be friends with her, or maybe it’s just that they weren’t willing to try. Her grandmother on her father’s side had told her that she “talking thing” as she called it, is what stopped her from having friends. It broke Lenne’s heart to hear that, but slowly over time she learned that it was just a way of life and there was nothing that be done. She was a nervous speaker there was nothing else too it, it make her look like she didn’t care about the people around especially when her camera was involved.