I feel like a freaking animal being hoarded Sarah thought as she moved in the middle of the pack of high school students getting off the bus in front of the history museum. I am not really into history, but the traveling Greek Gods exhibit was much better than spending the day in class. Most of the exhibits were not very interesting, but when I got up to the glass of Hera's case I felt my eyes widen in wonder. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. A golden peacock decked out in colorful stones sitting on a thick golden necklace. The tour guide was saying something about it having been found in a collapsed temple to Hera and that the peacock was sacred to her. After that all I could hear was blah, blah, blah. I felt drawn to this beautiful bird. As I was staring at it the head moved and the tail feathers fluttered. I let out a squeak which drew the attention of most of the class.
Mrs. Nelson hurried over, “What's the
matter child?”
“Uh,” I thought telling the class
that I had just seen this beautiful necklace move would probably be a
bad idea. “I bumped my nose on the glass.”
She already thought I was a weirdo
anyway so looked at me with disproving eyes and said, “Be more
careful please.” She went to stand near the tour guide leaving me
and the peacock in peace.
I looked back at the necklace and was
terrified to see that it was gone. I hadn't moved my head more than a
few inches from the glass. No one could have possibly gotten it out
without me noticing even with being distracted by Mrs. Nelson. I
looked around, no one else seemed to have noticed it was missing and
no alarms were going off. Of course they would probably be silent now
wouldn't they. I moved away looking around to see if anything else
was out of place or anyone was acting odd. Just then I realized I was
acting odd.
We went through the rest of the tour
and I barely heard a thing just counting the minutes until someone
questioned us about the missing artifact. There was nothing we loaded
back on the bus and just like nothing had ever happened. Maybe I
imagined it I thought with relief. I heaved a sigh of relief and put
my hand to my chest, where it met something cold. I started
frantically feeling my neck and found it was wearing a thin chain
with a pendant. I pulled it out to examine the pendant. It was a tiny
gold peacock on a gold chain. Not as spectacular, but somehow it made
me feel just like the one in the museum. Full of wonder. After a
moment I snapped to and reached back to undo the clasp, only to find
there wasn't one. I jerked on the chain a few times frantic to get it
off, but the delicate looking chain held fast. Just then I realized
the girl across the isle was watching me and I stopped. I would cut
it off with pliers when I got home.
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