Voices in My Head

~~~She starts the search WIP~~~

Annabelle gazed out the window, looking at the grey clouds that seemed to glide across the crystal sky. Currently, the voices in her head were arguing, as they normally did. This time the subject was actually concerning. They were arguing whether or not Annabelle should try to interfere with the government or collect vital information that could lead to the fall of the capital. It was impossible to make them stop unless they came to an agreement, which rarely happened. After what seemed to be hours, they came to a decision. Annabelle was to collect evidence to form somewhat of a lead to the investigation while avoiding capture and interruptions.

She sighed and walked over to the trunk that sat under her bed, hidden from view. Inside was several empty notebooks, a camera and sets of spy toys from stores. Eagerly grabbing her school bag she put one of the notebooks inside. Taking a handful of the toys, not bothering to check if they worked or not and dropped them in. Finally, she grabbed her camera and slipped into the carrying case and slipped it on over her shoulder. Slugging the backpack over her shoulders, she then opened the window to reveal the safety screen. It was forced upon by her parents that she would have that so she wouldn't fall out of the window. Annabelle thought that was absurd, and all the voices agreed, which didn't happen often. One leg after another she slowly descended from her second story window. She was doing fine till she misplaced her hand and fell and landed on the plush grass. Checking for scrapes and cuts, she stood and dusted herself off. Using the shadows to hide her, she cautiously made her way towards her school.

Her school was a prestige private school, where only French students could attend. It was a miracle that she was still allowed to attend, given the situation she was in. The school was littered with polished knight statues, stained glass windows and Medieval shields plastered onto the walls. The school was quite strict and enforced the rules greatly. Anyone caught breaking them was to have detention for a week for even the smallest of things. All girls were required to wear dresses, that resembled and felt like they were in the 1800's. For the boys, they wore tights and petticoats which was extremely outdated.

Pulling the black cloak that resided in her bag out, she draped it over her shoulders. The doors were always unlocked though guards stood by them at all times. They reminded her of the Queen's guards, never breaking a smile. They were rather kind to Annabelle, and let her in whenever she came. Walking towards the doors, the guards put their spears together and blocked the doors.

"Halt! You must give your name and class in order to proceed." one guard commanded, his voice echoing slightly throughout the courtyard. Sliding the hood off to reveal her face, Annabelle smiled at the guards.

"Bonjour Monsieur Dupont, Monsieur Marques! I presume you both are doing well?" She asked, giving a small curtsey to them both.

"Mademoiselle De La Fontaine! So sorry we thought you were an intruder. To answer your question yes we are doing well, I hope you are as well Mademoiselle. Please go right in." Monsieur Dupont said, looking a little startled. They both gave a nod to each other and lowered their spears, inviting Annabelle to enter the building.

"Merci Monsieur Dupont, Monsieur Marques." She smiled at the two and walked past the now open doors that loomed over her. She walked in to be greeted by the grand staircase, with a large painting of King Louie the 16th and his wife Marie-Antoinette. With knight statues at either end of the staircase, the school could easily be mistaken for a French castle. 

(Sorry that this chapter was so short. I wanted to get this out and see if people were interested before I continued. Please tell me if you would like to see more of this! I'd gladly do another "chapter" or add onto it.