'You are a Seeker.'
Copyright© 2021 by 0xy M0r0n
Chapter 1
Our parents had a thing for French names.
They named me Michel (pronounced Mee-shell) Saunders, but after being teased mercilessly by my peers for having a girl’s name, I managed to persuade everyone to use an anglicised pronunciation, Mitch-ell. Even the parents had started to use it in informal situations.
They named my sister Elize. On her birth certificate, the final e has an acute accent and her name was supposed to be pronounced El-ee-zay. But, frustrated by the chronic inability of teachers to spell and pronounce her name properly, she eventually gave up the sisyphean task of correcting them and accepted the anglicised pronunciation, El-eez.
Don’t get me wrong; I loved Elize to bits. If she were in peril, I’d willingly have sacrificed myself to save her. She was the most beautiful girl I knew: naturally blonde, a stunning figure, and with a friendly, caring, generous personality. And she was a nerd! At the time my story starts, because the comprehensive school I still attended was woefully inadequate at preparing students for university, Elize had transferred to the local sixth form college where she was studying for five A-levels in Maths and Science. And she mostly hung out with a small group of similarly nerdish fellow girl students.
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