Chapter 2: Demi

"Demi!" Came a call from across the hallway. "Y-yes?" Came a quiet reply. "You better be in your own bed and laying down!" Snapped back the voice. "Uh oh." She whispered. She looked across to her friend. "I have to go to my bed now." She hissed and ran for her bed, tiptoeing just incase she was heard.
Just as the unknown voice came up to the door, Demi jumped into her bed. Her black hair flowing behind her as she dove under her covers.
"You were up weren't you?" The stranger demanded.
"N-no I wasn't Matron, honest!" Demi replied in her quiet shaky voice.
"Lies!" She shouted and all the other girls peeked over their covers and looked at each other. One whispered to her neighbour. "Demi's going to get detention for lying!"
Demi looked at the girl with a cold glare. The Matron saw the exchange and reached under the covers, feeling for Demi's feet.
"No!" She squealed and pulled her feet away, a bit to late.
"Aha! You were up." She grabbed Demi's arm and pulled her up. "Detention for lying and disobeying!" The Matron boomed. "Your feet are cold, which only means you were up."
"Maybe she just stuck her feet out of the covers." Suggested Demi's friend.
"I would excpect you to stick up for your little friend Ashley, but what Demi does is wrong!" Snapped the Matron and she stomped out of the room her hands still grasped around Demi.
Demi winced but kept quiet. "Am I going to have to stay in my room while the adoption opening is going on?" She asked.
"Yes, and you will have to sleep in solitary while everyone else is finding nice parents.
"What? Please no!" Begged Demi, "I won't ever disobey again! Please."
"That's too late for that child." Cackled the Matron, her long grey hair whisking behind her as she bent her head back with laughter.
Demi closed her eyes tight. Holding back her tears. I hate living here! This is horrible! I want nice parents! She thought despereatly.
Just as she finished her thought the Matron shoved Demi into a stoned room with a single bed which was covered with cobwebs, the only window was a very small one near the top. She looked back just as the door closed. She heard the bolt lock as the Matron left.

"What am I supposed to do?" She asked herself and leaned against the wall sliding down and hugging her knees. Then she saw something shiny out of the corner of her eye. She smiled when she turned her head.

"My locket!" She cried and grasped it in her hand. She hugged it and looked inside it, it was a picture of her parents. It was an oval locket with a two flowers intwined on the front. She giggled and curled up on the cold ground. Hugging her locket. She smiled, it felt warm against her skin. Warm and comforting.

<--- Demi's Locket