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Tokateka Chapter Two (standard:adventure, 1536 words) [2/4] show all parts
Author: SiobhanAdded: Sep 24 2002Views/Reads: 3259/2283Part vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Karla's first few moments in Tokateka, and how she is dealing with the seperation from her best friend.
 



Time seemed to have been forced to slow down until the day she would be
going to Tokateka.  Finally, she woke up to the buzz of her alarm fish 
and she jumped up with glee.  She had already taken a shower so she 
slipped into her fuzzy blue pants and her sky blue crop top.  She tied 
her hair up in a neon blue handkerchief.  She slipped on her black 
boots and grabbed her medicine cabinet.  She rushed into the dining 
hall where servants walked food to the table. 

“Mom, how am I to get there?” she inquired excitedly. 

“You'll see when the time comes,” her mother calmly replied. 

“I can't believe that I am lucky enough to see all my children go to
Tokateka,” her father sighed. 

“Well, I am proud to be going there,” Karla chattered wildly as she
reached for cranberry jelly. 

“Honey, once you are there, you must remain.  You'll only come home for
three weeks for summertime, a week for Christmas, and three days for 
other major holidays that are celebrated there.  We will not be 
reconnected to you truly until you are out of there, after twelve 
years,” her father explained with a serious facial expression. 

“I realize that and as much as it grieves me, I would not miss the
chance of attending Tokateka,” Karla stared into her father's grave 
face. 

He cracked into a grin of pride and his eyes twinkled with glee, “That
is my daughter, now finish your breakfast.”  She wolfed down her food 
than heard a strange horn beep at their air tunnel. 

“Good-bye Karla,” her mother wrapped her arms around her and sobbed into
her shoulder. 

“You take care and always remember that you have already made us proud,”
her father lay a kiss on her cheek. 

“Bye mom and bye dad,” she grabbed her cabinet and ducked into the air
tunnel. 

“Wait,” her mother called desperately and ran to her with a necklace in
her hands, “Here, take this.  My mother gave it to me when I went to 
Omerly and her mother gave it to her and so on.  I can't imagine 
allowing my daughter to go to school without it around her neck.  I'm 
losing my baby.” Her mom dropped the necklace into her hand and then 
ran into the house, her shoulders heaving with uncontrollable sobs.  
Karla watched her mom leave and she felt a strange forlorn feeling 
settle on her shoulders.  She knew that once she was in that little air 
bubble waiting for her at the end of the air passage, things would 
never be the same. 

She turned her back upon the house and walked towards the bubble large
enough for her to sit comfortably that was waiting for her.  She 
stepped in and sat down.  Immediately the bubble took off and she 
watched sadly as her castle whisked out of view.  Nothing would ever be 
the same again. 

She looked at the necklace in her hand and fingered it gently.  The
chain was thin and looked delicate but Karla knew that it was very 
strong.  There was a tiny bit of moonlight carved into a teardrop and 
it seemed to glimmer not with the light of the moon but with the hope 
for the future and she slipped it around her throat. 

The bubble bounced onward and she couldn't help herself.  She fell
asleep and was only awoken when the bubble jolted to a stop before a 
massive castle that towered high into the soft lavender sky.  The 
castle was built rather strangely for Karla could see towers that were 
meant for the different people.  There was a tower with a bubble for 
the roof.  There was another one that had hard, red crystal flames that 
pointed into the sky.  There was another one that looked almost like a 
jungle was shooting out of the top of it.  The rest were normal, or at 
least from the outside. 

She gripped her cabinet to herself and stepped out of the bubble.  She


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