Post by Seabreeze Swiftrun on Oct 21, 2007 7:46:16 GMT -4
Chapter Two
Mr. Clavie
As soon as Kel entered the room a man rose from behind a large oak desk to greet her. At the age of forty-two, Mr. Clavie was the director of the orphanage. Standing at six feet two inches, the grey haired, blue eyed man was rarely seen by the children, unless they were sent to his office. Kel couldn’t help feeling nervous until he broke into a smile. “Miss Kelanna, thank you for coming. Please, sit down,” he said as he gestured towards a chair. Kel, relieved that she wasn’t in trouble, but still puzzled as to why the director wanted to see her, sat down in the offered seat.
“Um, Sir?,” Kel asked. “I don’t want to sound rude, but if I’m not in trouble, then why did you want to talk to me?”
The smile on Mr. Clavie’s face vanished as a look of concern crossed his face. “I thought you would that question. It concerns me that you don’t have any friends, you’re always alone and you have a distant look in your eyes, as if you are always puzzling over something. Is anything wrong?”
Kel was shocked at how much he knew about her. He must have been watching her, but how? Mr. Clavie must have known what she was thinking because he laughed and said, “I’m very sneaky. I tend to check up on people without them knowing. It gives me a chance to see how everyone is doing without them trying to be on their best behavior in front of me. It gets really annoying after a while. But enough, please, Kel, tell me what’s wrong,” he said his look of concern deepened.
For some reason, Kel felt as if she could confide with the older man. He seemed friendly enough, and she had been wanting to talk to someone about her decision to leave the orphanage. Deciding not to tell the whole truth, she opened her mouth to talk. “Well Sir, there is something that has been bothering me. I feel as if I don’t belong here. Nobody likes me, and I keep having this, urge, to leave the orphanage for good. I know it’s crazy, but it's how I feel.”
Instead of looking shocked or angry, small smile crept onto Mr. Clavie’s face. “I know how you feel, Kel. When I was young I too grew up in an orphanage where I felt as if I didn’t belong.”
“Then what did you do?” asked Kel.
“I left,” was the simple answer.
It was an answer Kel wasn’t expecting. “You left?!” Then she thought about her resolution. “Is that what you think I should do?”
He didn’t answer for a minute, staring out through a window behind him, but finally he turned back to her and started to talk. “I’m not telling you that you should leave the orphanage Kel. I’m just telling you to follow your desires, and if that means leaving the orphanage, then so be it.”
Kel thought his answer was a bit strange, especially coming from someone a lot older than her. Still, she thought about what he said. Somehow his answer seemed to strengthen her resolution. She looked back at him a smiled. “I think I know what I need to do now. Thanks for helping me out.”
"Anytime Kel, you're free to go now." As if reading her mind, he added. “Who knows, you may see me again sooner than you think.”
“Yeah, maybe,” said Kel as she opened the door to leave.
Mr. Clavie smiled. “You never know,” he said to himself as Kel closed the door behind her.
Mr. Clavie
As soon as Kel entered the room a man rose from behind a large oak desk to greet her. At the age of forty-two, Mr. Clavie was the director of the orphanage. Standing at six feet two inches, the grey haired, blue eyed man was rarely seen by the children, unless they were sent to his office. Kel couldn’t help feeling nervous until he broke into a smile. “Miss Kelanna, thank you for coming. Please, sit down,” he said as he gestured towards a chair. Kel, relieved that she wasn’t in trouble, but still puzzled as to why the director wanted to see her, sat down in the offered seat.
“Um, Sir?,” Kel asked. “I don’t want to sound rude, but if I’m not in trouble, then why did you want to talk to me?”
The smile on Mr. Clavie’s face vanished as a look of concern crossed his face. “I thought you would that question. It concerns me that you don’t have any friends, you’re always alone and you have a distant look in your eyes, as if you are always puzzling over something. Is anything wrong?”
Kel was shocked at how much he knew about her. He must have been watching her, but how? Mr. Clavie must have known what she was thinking because he laughed and said, “I’m very sneaky. I tend to check up on people without them knowing. It gives me a chance to see how everyone is doing without them trying to be on their best behavior in front of me. It gets really annoying after a while. But enough, please, Kel, tell me what’s wrong,” he said his look of concern deepened.
For some reason, Kel felt as if she could confide with the older man. He seemed friendly enough, and she had been wanting to talk to someone about her decision to leave the orphanage. Deciding not to tell the whole truth, she opened her mouth to talk. “Well Sir, there is something that has been bothering me. I feel as if I don’t belong here. Nobody likes me, and I keep having this, urge, to leave the orphanage for good. I know it’s crazy, but it's how I feel.”
Instead of looking shocked or angry, small smile crept onto Mr. Clavie’s face. “I know how you feel, Kel. When I was young I too grew up in an orphanage where I felt as if I didn’t belong.”
“Then what did you do?” asked Kel.
“I left,” was the simple answer.
It was an answer Kel wasn’t expecting. “You left?!” Then she thought about her resolution. “Is that what you think I should do?”
He didn’t answer for a minute, staring out through a window behind him, but finally he turned back to her and started to talk. “I’m not telling you that you should leave the orphanage Kel. I’m just telling you to follow your desires, and if that means leaving the orphanage, then so be it.”
Kel thought his answer was a bit strange, especially coming from someone a lot older than her. Still, she thought about what he said. Somehow his answer seemed to strengthen her resolution. She looked back at him a smiled. “I think I know what I need to do now. Thanks for helping me out.”
"Anytime Kel, you're free to go now." As if reading her mind, he added. “Who knows, you may see me again sooner than you think.”
“Yeah, maybe,” said Kel as she opened the door to leave.
Mr. Clavie smiled. “You never know,” he said to himself as Kel closed the door behind her.