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 Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 2:16 pm
Chapter 1 A New Day
The sunlight peered thru my window. I stared at my bland ceiling trying to remember what today is. I realized that my worst nightmare came true. Today is the first day of school. The first day of school especially in a new school is not what I am looking forward to. I never like being the new kid in town. I traced the spray painted hearts on my wall just wishing that I could stay home. I stared out my window to look at the rising sun. In my flowerbed outside on my windowsill black roses awaken to the sun’s rays.
My alarm clock, that is really annoying, started to scream a heavy metal tune that I hated. Now my summer vacation was officially over. The most exciting time of the year ended too soon
“Lana! Are you up yet?” my mom sang thru the door.
“Ye-eeeah,” I grumbled in my pillow.
“Good because today is your first day of school!” she squealed very loud.
‘Hooray! Now I will be yet another reject in a new school and oblivious to the people around me. A true outcast in society… Ugh sounds like another routine!’ I negatively and sarcastically thought. My mom pulled the covers off of me with ease.
“Lana you can’t sleep all day…. I know you’re scared, but think of it this way. You might get some friends in this school. To make you feel better… how about I make you your favorite breakfast!?”
‘She just used that favorite breakfast trick. Dang she plays dirty. But who can resist French toast made with cinnamon raisin bread with a side of cheese eggs! It’s so yummy!! It’s not fair she started to make me drool and want it so bad. I can’t win so I’ll surrender.’
“Ok you win I’ll take a shower and pick out my clothes for school.”
“Sure thing honey just know something Lana… moms know all the tricks.” She winked and blew a kiss at me as she exited my room. “I knew you would cave in. It works every time.” She swiftly turned and headed towards the kitchen. I scowled deeply.
‘Now to pick out my out-fit I don’t want to like a serious retard. To the walk-in closet…Yay!”
My closet is huge and I have a nice variety of things to wear. My mom spoils me all the time which kind of gets annoying sometimes. She just tries to how me she cares, I guess. The racks full of shirts every color known to man existed here and skirts and pants people envy. I have lots of dresses too but I never wear them to school though I could. Eyeing the selection of tops and bottoms is very hard. It takes me about ten minutes to decide what I’m going to wear. Then I had a sudden inspiration, an idea of what I was going to wear.
‘Let’s see what I’m going to wear. Should I wear my silky silver puff sleeved shirt with my black pleated mini-skort or should I wear my red silky flare sleeved with my black mini-skort? Yeah I think I will. To make sure this choice is right I should hold it up in front of the glass mirror. ‘PERFECT I love it! Now I will take my nice hot shower.’ The smile starts to show up on my face revealing a trace of cheerfulness.
‘Maybe this day isn’t gonna be so bad after all. Part 2 is in full motion.’
I have a real hope now that someone will become my friend today. Hopefully it will become reality maybe out of my fantasy world. Only time can tell my friend. Only time can determine my fate. When I started school since the minute I stepped in thru that front door I have been ridiculed. I was set as an outcast no one even looked at me because the popular kids commanded them not to. No one accepted me with open arms because I guess they were jealous or had some life issue that they had to pick on me to ease the pain. They even pretended to be my friend so that I could do their homework. I did for a while until I realized their motive and my naïve.
My mom transferred and moved me so many times to protect my fragile spirit, but in the end the same problem reared its ugly head again. My mom sent me to a psychiatrist for mental help. She prescribed depression medication that made me have hormonal problems. The side effects included: mood swings, dizziness, thoughts of suicide, constipation, ED (explosive diarrhea), and etc. I talked to inanimate objects because I had no one else. I always reenacted the events of the day with my stuffed animals. I pretended they hated me too back then. The pain grew unbearable so I cried myself to sleep every night.
Finally I grew some confidence last year when I joined an Internet chat group who actually listened to my thoughts and ideas. I spoke freely of what was on my mind and nothing else. I never had a true loyal friend, but I am obsessed and stressing to get one soon. I pray someone will notice my desperate need for caring companions.
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My hot showers seem like a magical way to escape the pain of the days, my life. I enjoy very hot massaging showers they melt the stress away and relax muscles. Showers help me calm down and not to worry about what happened or what is to come.
‘All good things have to come to an end, right?’
Almost too soon the stress instantly affected my mood. I feel rushed and pressured to make a positive impression at this new school. I slipped on my outfit and red knee-high socks. Then I focused on the hair. My hair is a milk chocolate brown with endless waves down past my shoulders.
“Ok operation hair is in full effect. Let the battle begin!” I chuckled to myself.
‘Do I do one ponytail or two? Hmm… should I do high or low? I guess I’ll try two high ones today. But what color bows should I use? Ugh! So many decisions and choices to make. So many colors to choose from! Red I’ll go with red. I gotta hurry!’ I panicked.
“Lana your breakfast is ready! Get it while it’s hot.” She yelled from the bottom of the steps. I scrambled around in my room looking for the right perfume to wear. Finally I found the one I had been looking for. Love Spell, a sweet perfume that uses cherry blossoms and purple roses.
“Ok mom I just have to finish my hair really quick!” I ferociously brushed my wild hair into two even ponytails. I took a deep breath and exhaled relieving my stress.
‘Perfect all done and really pretty-at least that’s what my mom would say-… I will hopefully blend in with the newest fashion scheme ’
My bedroom door was wide open letting the fresh aroma of sweet French toast and cheese eggs. The smell always makes my mind desire to eat it. It makes me crazy and unaware of my actions. I slowly walked towards my long staircase dazed. I sped down the stairs and slipped on my nuzui’s toy. A nuzui is a member of the canine and feline family. It is a mix of a fiery leopard with an orange bay fox. They come in many exotic colors, but mine is a bright red one.
I slid down the stairs on my butt all the way to the bottom. Aki, my nuzui, ran and licked my face with her slobber all over the face.
“Aki what have I told you about leaving your toys on the stairs? You could’ve killed me!” I yelled and Aki’s eyes saddened.
“Aw Aki you know I will always love you. You’re the best nuzui ever!!!” Her ears perked up and eyes full of excitement. ‘She is so spoiled. But I lover her and she’s really is my only thing close to a friend.’
“Lana what was that? Are you ok?” she ran into the hallway. “Mom I’m fine I just slipped on one of Aki’s toys.” I calmly replied.
“How many times have I told you watch where you’re going? You could’ve killed yourself! ” She nagged and worried in a yelling tone that I’ve learned to tune out. “But I didn’t die mom I’m still here talking and breathing!”
“Sorry I didn’t mean to snap at you, Lana. You just scared me, direly. You’re just so clumsy and I just worry all day long. You always come home with a different bruise and that scares me.” She honestly admitted.
“Its ok mom I understand. You don’t want anything to hurt to little baby, right.” I managed to smile, but it was an unconvincing smile. She saw right thru my shallowness. “Oh well you better start eating breakfast or you’ll be late for your first day. I’ll be upstairs getting ready for work if you need me.”
“Ok well I’ll see you later then.” She ascended up the stairs. She stopped in the middle of the steps and turned around to face me. “Hey Lana do you want me to drive you to school?” she offered.
“Um thanks mom, but I think I’ll walk to school today.” She looked a little pained and disappointed. “Mom you can drive me sometimes just not today.” She looked like she was ready to burst in tears.
“It's ok hun. You're just growing up so fast. I can't believe you’re already in high school.” A tear welled up in her hazel eye and glimmered in the sunlight.
‘Oh no she's gonna cry... Not the "mom tears" they always make me want to cry too. Stupid hormones!’
“Mom don't cry, please¬. I hate to see you cry it makes me sad too.” I gave her a snug hug and cuddled with her for a few minutes.
“Well you better go I don't want you to be late for school.” She quickly ran up the stairs to her room.
“Bye mom I’ll see you later.” I ran out the door while grabbing my red book bag full of all my notebooks and supplies. Well I guess she packed my bag since I forget things when I’m having a fun time at the beach.
‘Well I better get going then. Off to the slaughter house.’
In my yard I have three cherry blossom trees and the rest are ordinary and unappealing to the eyes. I live in Rock hill now and I already love it here. The town is very beautiful. It’s full of art and creativity. People took time out of their lives to make huge paintings on buildings. The great architecture and artwork displayed in such an awesome way. Each piece of art had its own meaning and feeling that you were supposed to experience. This one's my favorite one. It's a woman with a gray kimono top and a bright red skirt sitting by the lake near a white and pink cherry blossom tree. She is picking the sweet plump cherries off the tree and placing them in this handcrafted basket with cherry blossoms over flowing it. In the background the sunset is very colorful with all the colors that reflect the reds yellows and oranges. A man is sitting next to her observing the beautiful scene and eating a home made picnic.
I tend to get lost in beautiful things. I love to remember them when I'm sad, which is often. The scenes pop up in my mind like a slide show of all my favorite things. I never really pay attention to what's around me. I seem to only exist in my own world since I can't fit into everyone else’s. I really don't keep track of time either. Usually I'm late but by some miracle I sometimes get there really early. The city seemed to fade away from reality and the daydreams started. I usually daydream when I'm nervous. I guess it's a way to protect myself from the harsh cruel reality. I never do realize when I daydream either, which isn't a good thing.
I was in a dark warehouse with Aki. All of a sudden a tall creepy man crushed her with the heel of his shoe. My nuzui whimpered and cried before it died a painful death. That man just killed my Aki! Oh crap! I have to get out of here now. His glare was pure evil and his eyes black and cold. I gasped from the back of my throat.
“What do you want?” I hesitantly backed away from him. “Don’t you know what I want? It’s what I always wanted. What you failed to give me ever since I asked you for your heart. You resisted me but now I am in control.”
He did a disturbing chuckle and walked towards me. I was immobilized and oddly peaceful. He pulled out his jagged knife and rubbed it on his leather glove. The twisted smile on his face caused me to panic and struggle. I wanted to scream but I couldn't. He grabbed me and placed the knife on my neck. He held me tight with a crippling grip that I was to weak to break. I gave up trying and wished it would be quick. I didn’t want to feel the pain.
“I’ll kill her I-I swear!” He threatened violently.
“No you won't. You love her too much.” A soft voice replied out of the darkness.
“You're wrong. I will if you force me to.” He bantered back. He started to break a sweat. He was probably nervous. “Let her go she had no part in this. This is between you and me not Lana.”
“W-” He was cut off.
My dream had ended abruptly. A firm hand had grabbed my arm and swung me into something hard.
“Aw sh-!” I gasped really loud.
I opened my eyes to look at the person and I was in a state of shock. It is a tall guy with spiked golden brown hair and crystal blue eyes. He had a concerned look on his gentle face. I was leaning on this guy’s chest embarrassed but I couldn’t move away.
‘Oh my… what did I do? Who is he? Where am I?’ I have so many questions fluttering thru my head.
“Um are you ok?” He kindly asked letting go of my arm.
“...I-I guess so. What happened?” My brain was trying to solve my dilemma.
“Didn't you see that car coming?” He raised an eyebrow.
“No, I guess I wasn't paying attention, but can you tell me where I am?”
“Don't you know?” He sounded confused and I nodded shyly. Then I heard some giggles coming from people behind him.
“No, but can you tell me where Rock hill high is?” I tried to focus on something familiar but I didn't find anything.
“You’re at Rock hill high in the parking lot. A car almost hit you. I grabbed you before you got hit. What were you thinking!?” He slightly raised his voice at me.
“I don't know. I’m new,” I took a step back away from him. ‘What a pitiful excuse! Couldn’t I have done better?’
‘Boy does he have a temper. I didn't even do anything to him.’
“Oh… I’m sorry 'bout me snapping at you like that. So you’re new…hmm. ” He pieced together slowly.
“Yeah I moved here over the summer.” A small grin was pasted on his face.
“Well since your new I'll show ya' around. What grade are you in?” My face felt like I had a fever. I didn't notice that I was blushing.
“…Well… err…ninth grade.”
“Cool I am too.” His smiled widely and laughed quietly.
‘I’m being punked right? This really can't be happening. How is a guy like him talking to a girl like me? I must be dreaming.’
“My name's Klark and this is my brother Orion.” The other boys left and headed to the main building.
‘What's my name again?’
“Uh...I'm Lana nice to meet you both.” Orion quietly stalked off in the other direction without even saying hi.
‘Please calm down Lana. He's just a guy. Don't do anything stupid.’
“Well if you want we can go to the office, and see if we have the same classes.” He said staring down at me.
“Sure…Er… Lead the way.”
‘This day might go well after all. Thank you God!’
I looked off into the distance to see what was out there. The city's skyscrapers could be seen in the distance behind the school. The campus was very green and clean. No trash could be seen anywhere. Plants and trees sprouted from every corner of it. Everything was alive and still vibrant from the past summer. Some flowers were blooming getting ready for fall and others were withering getting ready for spring awakening.
‘It's beautiful outside. I'll eat outside by that cherry blossom tree.’
“Um… Lana?”
“Yes.”
“You seem distant. Are you ok?” His eyes looked worried for some reason.
“Yeah, I'm fine.” I repeated again.
“I don't mean to pry, but do you daydream a lot don't you?’ He hesitated.
“You’re not prying, and yes I do. Why?”
“I'm just curious. My friends say I ask too many questions.”
“I don't think you do.”
“You know I daydream too. I never space out like you did on the sidewalk,” he finally figured out. “Why do you dream so often, though?”
“I really don't know why I just do.”
“It's ok if you don't want to tell me. I understand that you might be doubtful.” He looked down at his feet while he led me to the office.
‘How does he know everything? Seriously is he a mind reader? I never want anyone to know why I daydream. How am I supposed to say “I daydream so much because I hate the world I live in? No one cares so I have my own world that cares.” It is embarrassing and pathetic. I didn’t want to say it…ever.
The doors to the office and reception area were huge. The counters were smooth cream granite and the reception desk was positioned towards the window. A petite and slow-witted platinum blonde came from the other side of the office. She didn't seem to notice that we were standing there.
“Excuse me. Can you please tell us our schedules and classes?” Klark's words slid off his tongue like a routine melody.
“Sure that’s not a problem.” She eyed him from his hair to his waist.
‘Ugh she is so desperate. Anyone smart can tell.’
“That's Jade she's a sophomore that works in the office for extra credit. Let's just say she's not as smart as us.” He whispered in my ear facing his back towards Jade. Jade is very creepy. She watched Klark's every move. Either he knows or he is really retarded. She blushed every time he said something to her and tried to flirt with him. Finally, she found our schedules and handed them to Klark.
“Thanks, I appreciate it.” He roughly stated.
“You’re welcome any time.” She waved and winked as we left the room.
“So…do we have any classes together?” I asked him while he was analyzing the schedules.
“Yeah we have all classes except one.... You’re taking Japanese! Are you serious? Dang girl you’re smart.” His eyes popped out of his head when he saw that.
“I took Spanish when I was in fourth and sixth grade and I speak the language fluently.” I always seem to blush every time he compliments me.
“We have English first period. I have Spanish and you have French in second period. Then we have Algebra in third and Gym in fourth Then we have Biology in fifth. We have global in sixth, and then we have lunch; and a free period and then the computer lab at the end of the day.
For some reason I blush a lot. I feel as if he understands everything about me. He actually cares about me. The obnoxious late bell rang and we were late to homeroom. Klark grabbed my hand, because I guess I was moving to slow. He towed me into the dark classroom with many eyes watching us. The classroom was large and dreary I felt a million eyes were focused only on me. That's no exaggeration either. Klark let go of my hand when we walked inside. A plump round woman rushed thru the door with a whole bunch of books and papers in her hands. She rushed to the teacher’s desk almost dropping all the books on her feet. She slammed them on the desk and everyone jumped when they boomed.
"Good morning I am Mrs. Pommier. I will take attendance now so please when I call on you say here."
"Gen Mitchell… is she here?" she called looking around the room.
"Here… I’m in the corner." She rudely snapped.
“Alyce Rune…”
“Here.” Her squeaky voice replied.
“Nakita Sly…”
“Here.” Her voice calmly purred.
“Aries Starrel…”
“Here.” His scratchy voice hurt my ears.
“Clyde Willas…”
“Here.” His deep but loud voice replied from the back of the room.
“Klark Smith…”
“Here.” His soft and gentle voice chimed.
“Lana Marshall…”
Klark elbowed me gently nodded his head. “Lana she’s talking to you.”
“Oh… I’m here.” The class snickered in unison.
Mrs. Pommier glare sent a shiver down my spine. I figure she thinks I’m a troublemaker already. Hopefully I will send a good impression to the other teachers. She continued on while the kids goofed off in the back.
“Ok when the bell rings head for the gymnasium for the assembly.” She instructed.
Time seemed to slow down in the room. My mind was to relaxed and unfocused. My eyes blurred and crossed wildly. My eyes and mind started to slip away, again.
Interesting fantasies I never thought of had popped up in my mind. It was a calm ocean scene with the crystal clear waves tickling my feet. Shells surrounded me and the trees leaned towards the sun almost as bowing down to it. I was lying on the smooth sand tanning in the hot sun. A woman holding a nice cool bottle of water offered me some to drink. I took the bottle and started to drink but I spilled it all over myself. The cool sensation caused me to jerk my leg away. Suddenly I felt a strange urge to go to the water to find something or someone. All I know is that when I started to swim underwater a huge creature started to head towards shore. It looked vicious I tried to stop it somehow, but me efforts were in vain. The creature locked me in place and started to rip me apart slowly but painfully. The funny thing is I didn’t die someone risked their life for me, for me a stupid girl who lives in her own little world. The blood stained water made me feel sick and noxious.
A nudge brought me back to the reality I have hated for so long. Why do all my daydreams sneak up on me? I wonder about the stuff I see coming true one day. Sometimes I hope I’m wrong about that. The stuff I see sometimes scare me to death. I always wake up crying in my sleep. I’ve hallucinated a couple times too.
‘Why do I have so such interruptions and bizarre dreams that I can’t explain?’
The bell rang and the students started to walk towards the auditorium.
“Lana let’s go.” Klark shook me soft, but his grip hurt me a little too much.
“Ow not so hard, please.” I yelped while Klark unhooked his grip from my fragile shoulders.
“Sorry I didn’t mean to hurt you its just you worry me when you space out like that. You know you should warn me.”
“Oh, I’m sorry.” I deeply blushed. “I don’t think I can warn you when I’m about to space out.”
“Well could you tell me the symptoms?”
“The symptoms?”
“Yeah the signs before you space out.”
“Hmm…give me a minute to think of a good answer. Well I get really quiet that’s all I can think about.”
“Lana you’re always quiet, though.” He retorted playfully.
“I guess I look really tired or sleepy, I’m usually relaxed, and my vision gets crossed and blurry. That’s really all I can think of.”
He appeared to be in deep concentration thinking about something. He cocked his head to the side and rested his medium sized hand on his chin. He hesitated when he was about to say something.
“Hey Lana…”
“…Yes.”
“Well you… Uh I think we should catch up to the others.” I never realized that the room was vacant everyone was gone.
‘I don’t think he’s telling me what he really wants to say but no worries, right? Ok I really want to know so let me say something… not being obvious of course.’
“Yeah I guess we should. Is that everything?”
“Yes…I mean no. Well I really don’t know.” He squirmed around in his words. I guess I made him feel uncomfortable.
“It’s ok I don’t mean to pry…” I said looking down at my knee-highs.
“It’s not that your prying I just don’t know how to ask what I’m thinking.”
‘Oh this cannot be good. I feel a personal question coming up.’
“Uh…ok Lana what do you daydream about?”
‘Oh crap I knew this was bound to come up sooner or later.’
“Well what do you wanna know?” The silence was causing me to feel anxious and definitely nervous.
“What ever you feel like you want to share.”
‘Great… like that helps me to narrow it down.’
It took me a lot of time to figure out what I’m going to say but then inspiration from the painting popped in my head.
“I dream about sitting by the sunsets and observing nature all around me. The shade covers me from the blistering sun under a cherry blossom tree enjoying the fruits of its labor. The pretty colors that fade into each other and paves the way for the stars.”
“Wow that sounds beautiful and heartfelt. Isn’t that a painting in the middle of the park? I wish I could see that scene in real life.” He wished and fantasized as I dreaded to lie to hide the horrors that filled my very soul.
The auditorium was full of chattering students fooling around while the teachers filed in one by one. The short chubby man, who I assumed was the principle, Mr. Keesler stepped up to the podium.
“Good morning, I’m glad to see you all for another school year. I am excited to see a lot of new faces in here. If you don’t mind I would like to see all the new students stand up, please.
Klark, Gen, and many others stood up with us. The student body clapped and seemed to approve of us. I never felt so excited to start school before. I had a feeling that this year would be very different from the rest. The clapping ended and I sat down and patiently waited for his long speech to be over.
“Just to let you know the newspaper and yearbook committees are looking for new people to help out. Please feel free to sign up. Also the recreational arts and sports are starting too so sign up and have fun!” He had so much enthusiasm I decided I would take a look and see what they have.
Then Mrs. Pommier sluggishly stepped up to the podium.
“School elections are two weeks away and spirit week is a month away. We will give the candidates a week and a half to win your votes so decide wisely. Also class offices are available too. Recommendations will be recorded in your homerooms. You can report to first period now.”
“So Klark what’s our first class?”
“Well first we have English and then you have French. Well you’re leaving me to fight Spanish alone.”
‘Ugh! Great I have two language classes in the morning. That’s just what I needed. O I have an idea!’
“You know if you need help in Spanish I can help you if you like.” I offered. I secretly wished that this would give me an excuse to talk to him more.
“Sure, that would be great. Thank you Lana.” He smiled in such a way my heart wanted to jump out of my chest.
“All right let’s go.”
“Hold on a minute. We have to get our lockers first. They’re this way!” He grabbed my hand yet again and raced through the hall.
“Slow down before you rip my arm off!”
“Huh… Oh sorry I just want to get a good locker and one next to yours so you won’t get lost.” He freed my hand and kept running.
“Where are you going?” I hollered following him down the hall massed with people pushing to get to their classes.
“It’s to the south side where we are closer to the exits but farther from our classes. Apparently it’s safer down here and there is more of a possibility to get the lockers we want.” He completed his case.
“Are we almost there?” I moaned.
“Obviously if I am still running do you think we are?” He hinted sarcastically.
“Is that a trick question?” I twisted my head to the side.
“No…now move a little faster or else we are going to be late.”
“Okay I’m trying my best. It’s hard to run in flats!” I screeched and almost fell on my face.
He vanished around the corner and left me behind. I jumped and leaped thru the crowd, but my attempts failed. Again I am alone by myself with no one to search or find me. Then this situation reminded me of a song I used to sing when I felt alone it comforted me in the darkest moments of my despair.
‘I’m standing in the dark. But there’s nobody here right now. There’s nothing but the rain… no footsteps on the ground. I’m listening but there’s no sound.
Chorus
Isn’t anyone trying to find me? Won’t somebody come take me home! It’s that damp cold night trying figure out this life. Won’t you take me by the hand take me somewhere new? I don’t know who you are, but I… I’m with you. Oh I’m with you.
I’m searching thru this place. I’m looking for a face is anybody here I know. Cause nothing’s going right and everything’s a mess. And no one likes to be alone.
Chorus
Oh why is everything so confusing? Or maybe I’m just out of my mind. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeeaahh!
It’s that damp cold night. I’m trying to figure out this life. I don’t know who you are but I… I’M with YOU! Oh I’m with you.’
I closed my eyes humming the tune and I felt a shove that shot me into the lockers. ‘What in the world… just happened?’
“Ugh, watch where you’re going!” A snooty girl barked.
“Yeah watch where you’re going! You almost hurt Belonna. You fat brainless worm!” Her snobby puppets retorted brusquely. I blushed a deep rose color and suddenly self –conscious. I just stood there grasping their burning words.
‘Great I am already a target and it’s the first day of school… A new fantastic record is formed!’
I tried to walk away like my mom tells me to before I lose my temper, but no they had to block my path. The girls gaped at me with eager eyes resembling hungry hyenas dying for a fight.
“Where do you think your going, Lana or should I say fresh meat?” The petite one wisecracked while pushing me into another assailant.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw four girls watching the struggle from their lockers. Their eyes blazed with disgust that I can feel from afar. They assembled in a close-fitting line and headed for us. Three other observant girls joined in slowly approaching my side. They inspected the five girls harassing me and sneered at them. At that moment the tall girl with golden brown hair stepped forward bravely.
“What’s this, Belonna a new toy? I thought you would choose someone more worthy. Why are you taunting someone like her? She is weak! She would never be able to win a fight against you. I see your lowering your standards.” She viciously glimpsed at me.
“Why does it matter to you, Mitchell? She snapped.
“She’s one of Klark’s friends and she’s wimpy and defenseless against you. I hate unfair fights.” Angel attempted to convince Belonna that I’m not worth her time.
“Mind your own business. Don’t defend fresh meat, Mitchell.”
Belonna glanced around and picked out this dumpy nerd who had his nasal spray in his hands.
“What do you want?” He shrilled trying to sound innocent.
Belonna’s clique started to laugh at the quivering boy. His dainty skin reddened when the girls ridiculed him. When that boy stared into my eyes it reminded me of when I was younger and picked on. It felt really bad to watch someone else suffer because of me. The anger boiled up inside of me. I felt comparable to a volcano ready to spout the hot magma on the naive citizens dwelling in the area. I wanted to explode on them and teach them a lesson.
‘I can’t take it anymore! He doesn’t deserve to suffer!’ My rage won control over my mind.
“Just leave him alone! Let him go or else.” I warned. Gen and her friends just stared baffled at my shielding of the tiny boy. The people surrounded us. They were shocked and completely silent.
“Is that her brother or something?” One girl whispered to Gen.
“I don’t know. Either that girl has nerve or she’s acting on an impulse.” She whispered back.
“Or else what you’ll beat us up? I don’t think so. Girls teach this pushover a lesson.” Belonna demanded with her snapping motivation.
The girls surrounded me regularly grimacing at me. They inched closer and closer rendering my claustrophobia. Belonna paced around waiting for the right moment to pounce on me. Tiny beads of sweat slid down my spine and I balled up waiting for the pain.
At first I didn’t notice the students gathering around to see the commotion but when she paced I tried to look away. She smiled an unsettling grin and leaped high into the air. I shut my eyes when I saw her jagged teeth in her crooked twisted smile. She focused on me, snarled, and thrust me thru the lockers behind me. My eyes shot open with the powerful impact to my chest. The bystanders gasped and covered their mouths with their hands. They pointed at me with shock and concern filled their faces. Belonna’s mouth flew open and her eyes were wide with fear. I looked down at my chest to see it I was bleeding but I couldn’t see my whole body.
‘What’s happening to me? This must be a daydream or something.’
I blinked and time seemed to slow down as I stopped moving thru the air into a small cramped space. It had shingle-like openings for air I guess. Shuffling students raced by the space I was in. I banged on what I thought was the way out of this restricted space.
All of a sudden a face popped up in front of the ridges. The hinges unclipped and the door swung open and I fell out on the cold hard floor. The guy almost screamed like a girl when I squeezed my way out.
‘Thank God that I’m wearing a skort or else I would have really been embarrassing. Where am I? Where is everyone? Did I just come out of that locker? If I did this is the one of the bizarre days again. I hope he didn’t see that… whatever happened.
“Lana what was that? A suicide attempt! You don’t mess with Belonna. What the heck were you doing? Are you crazy? That could have killed you.” Klark bellowed while I was struggling to get back on my feet. He dropped his book bag on the floor and assisted me off the floor. I brushed off the dirt and dust off my shirt.
“Belonna started to harass me. What did you want me to do? Gen and her friends stopped Belonna but then they, Belonna’s goons, grabbed a small eight grader and tormented him too. I couldn’t stand to see him hurt like I was. I yelled more like exploded on them threatening something serious which was an impulse I acted on. A very stupid one I know. They felt threatened so she and her goons came closer to me. Belonna was pacing the ground like a wildcat. She pounced and shoved me into the lockers. Then I ended up in the locker. That’s all I remember.” I blurted out.
“I know I saw Lana. I was in the crowd. I knew something like that would happen that’s why I held your hand so tight. I didn’t want any trouble.” He scolded gazing into my eyes.
“I’m sorry I won’t do that again.”
A familiar feeling of sorrow awakened in my soul. I looked at the floor and its patterns to distract myself. My mind was already set on “crying mode”. The annoying sobs escaped my chest and tears brimmed my weary eyes gave away how I felt. The hot steamy tears flowed down my rosy cheeks and fell to the floor.
‘Stupid tears stop flowing! It’s only the first day and I’m posted as a freak. Now Klark’s mad at me to. This day couldn’t get any worse. I hope my eyes didn’t change. I bet my eyes did. I bet their silver.’
“Lana?”
“Hum?”
“Are you crying? I didn’t mean to-. I’m sorry I guess forgot how fragile you are. It’s just that you make me worry so much. Worry causes me to go insane especially around you.” He tenderly avowed.
I looked up from the floor and stared into his honest blue eyes. The warm tears continued dripping down my cold face. I was hoping my eyes wouldn’t alarm him, but amazement occupied his face. He stepped towards me and enclosed me in his strong arms. I remember him now. He went to my old elementary school. How could I not remember him? I remember from the last time I saw him was that he was the most charming guy at the school. He was sweet but had the vilest friends I have ever seen. I remember feeling comfortable around him but I never had this feeling before. Even looking back I don’t recall having feelings for him. I didn’t know if I did. If I did it would make sense to why I am having such a strong connection to him now. I have never been so happy before. I can actually smile and let the world know that Lana is back. I like this feeling I have when I am with him. I feel like I can be myself around him and maybe start breaking down my protection wall.
I hugged him back out of another pure impulse. My head rested on his shoulder while he whispered in my ear. I guess I was hesitant at first but my “true” emotions gave in.
“Don’t cry please. I hate to see you cry.” He melodiously whispered.
“I tried not to but they never listen to me.” I complained.
“Lana can I ask a question…?”
“Yes?”
“Why do your eyes change color?”
“Well they change along with my mood. Why?”
“What does silver mean?”
“I’m just a little sad.”
‘I hate when they give away my mood.’
“Did I do that?” He appeared anxious.
“No, well you kind of just added to the problem. It’s just similar to the other schools I’ve been to. Someone is always trying to kill me or humiliate me. Sometimes I wish that I didn’t exist in this world.” I timidly disclosed.
He clutched me securely by the shoulders and stared deeply in my eyes. He was attempting to explore my mind or search for answers.
“Lana did you ever hurt yourself on purpose?” He inquired nosily.
‘Yes, but that was my past I’m over that now… Well not entirely but I’m seeing a psychiatrist. I’m off the medication though because it didn’t help me.’
“Lana… have you tried before?” He forced more pressure on me.
Protection mode was set off. He does ask too many questions that I don’t want to answer. “Eh! Just leave me alone! Let go of me, Klark! You wouldn’t understand!” I struggled to brake free from his tense grip. I ripped his hands off my shoulders and felt relieved. I glimpsed at his stunned face and set off to run down the hallway.
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On my way to class I ran into Gen and her crew.
“Hi.” I timidly voiced.
“Hey girl that was amazing. How did you do that?” The petite girl with short jet-black hair squealed.
“Alyce chill she’s still a little shaken up.” Gen under toned.
“I really don’t know to tell you the truth. But can you guys help me? I need someone to help me with getting to class.” I pleaded.
“Hum, well I guess we could since we’re in the same classes.”
“Thank you so much I appreciate it a whole lot! By the way if you guys see Klark hide me please.” I tried to sound composed and innocent.
“Why?” Alyce interrogated.
“I wish I could tell you but I don’t think I should. I’m trying to compose myself and I don’t want to start crying again.”
“He made you cry? What did he do to you?”
“I’m sorry I can’t talk about it right now.” I evaded efficiently.
While I was talking to them a tiny figure peeked around the corner staring at me. It resembled the boy I saved but I didn’t want to jump to conclusions.
“Well let’s go before we’re late, ok?” Alyce advised while wrapping her short arm around my shoulders. Apparently Gen did not enjoy my company since she said nothing to me. She seemed to avoid chattering with me. She was alienating me from the group while Alyce tried to cheer me up.
‘Alyce is so nice, but why does she hang out with Gen? Gen seems cold but somewhat caring. I wish I knew more about people.’
“Ok we’re here!” Alyce sniggered to me.
“Yay!” I sarcastically tried to sound enthused.
“Don’t be a party pooper!” Nakita slickly rolled off her tongue.
“To be safe around Alyce do these three things… Laugh at her jokes, never stare at her clothes or her, and never leave her out of important secrets. She is very self-conscious and easily upset. Please don’t make her cry. If you do… we can’t help ya, you know?”
“I get it I won’t make her cry. So do you have any idea what the teacher is like?”
“Actually we have a new teacher this year. So we don’t know anything about her.”
“I hope she is really nice. If she’s not I will get penalized at a lot for not participating in class.” I sank down in confidence and my posture showed that.
The classroom was nothing spectacular but it was very large. It had beige walls with spit wads in many different colors suspended on the ceiling. About seven rows of wooden desks lined the classroom frame. All but seven desks were filled all next to or diagonally set apart from each other. I scanned the room for Klark’s face but disappointment showed up on my face. Gen elbowed me right in the ribs. She huddled with her posy and suggested them to sit in the back. There were four seats open in the back all next to each other.
“Lana we’re gonna sit in the back see ya later.” Alyce peeped quietly in my ear.
“Ok see ya later Alyce.” My shoulders sagged and I slumped to a seat towards the middle of the class. All the eyes were on the gossip about me as I walked towards my desk. People started to snicker and point in my direction.
‘I wish Klark were here. I shouldn’t have been so rude or misunderstanding. I guess he was only trying to help me. It’s just my past is a very touchy subject. I have never been the same since the death of my sister. It was my entire fault she died and now I’m paying for it!’
Just as I wished for his presence he waltzed thru the door to the desk next to me not even bothering to look in my direction. He slightly glanced at me and his eyes were full of pain and I probably caused it.
‘He’s trying to be your friend and you sabotage it in a matter of minutes! Great, a new record of my notorious behavior issues… If I didn’t hurt anyone I think I would have a lot more friends. Why am I so stupid?!’
‘What should I do? He’s probably upset and a little hurt. Will he listen? Why do I care so much?’
A battle brewed in my mind. The crucial fight deciding to either break down my protection wall or keeping it up. My thoughts scrambled around trying to find something to make him feel better. I felt responsible for inflicting pain and sadness on him. So I reached out for his hand but before I touched it he grabbed my hand and turned to me.
‘I’m so stupid I pushed him away and he was only trying to help. Now I’m going to get what I deserve.’
“Lana I’m sorry if I made you upset with me. Can you forgive me?” I ecstatically gasped and blushed while the shock diminished.
“Klark I’m the one who should be sorry.” I fiddled with a bow in my hair.
“No, you aren’t! I am… It’s because I was trying to pry. A flashback reminded me of something I wanted to ask you for a long time since that day. Remember the day I snuck into the girl’s locker room? Well what really happened was my friends and I made a hole to see… well you know. Anyways I saw your scarred arms. I kind of… Well I was “spying” on you guys thru the wall. I saw you and a long scar on your forearm. Disbelief filled my thoughts and I started jumping to conclusions. Feeling guilty I patched up the hole I made and buried what I saw in my soul. So I didn’t cause you any more pain or trouble for you.” He confessed with a shameful countenance.
“You-You saw my scar?” I clasped my hand over my mouth and wheezed. I thought about the war raging inside of me. I start to distrust my heart’s judgment and put the wall back up.
“I’m sorry for ever bringing it up. I should’ve just let it go. But I couldn’t not when I saw you walking with a sweater on. It’s like you’re trying to hide your past. Trying to figure out what life is really all about and fitting in to the world.”
He stared into my eyes as if he was reading my thoughts or looking into my mind. I ended the “link” between him and my mind and felt really dizzy. The teacher walked into the class with finesse and pride. Her tall figure and posture made her seem superior to the fact that she could teach us a vast amount of knowledge. She looked very young like a nineteen or in early twenties. She gently placed her books on her tiny desk and started to talk.
“Good morning I’m Ms. Bu’mmer. Now today I would like to take the time to get to know all of you. So starting from the back row I would like you to introduce yourselves.”
“Are you kidding me? They’re more intros.” Gen complained to her friends. She stood up and announced to the class.
“I am Alyce Rune.”
“I am Aries Star.”
“I am Gen Mitchell.”
“I am Nakita Sly.”
The people’s intros went on and on. I examined the room and found out that in each row there were twelve desks and seven rows. This classroom held seventy-two students in my class. Were there more? All I know is that this school is way bigger than private school. I was so used to thirty people in my class. I never expected this many. I took a quick look at my watch. It took twenty minutes just to get thru the first three rows and we still have four more rows to go.
“I am Clyde Willas.”
“I am Puffy Rhodes.”
As time passed by I disregarded the intros and pulled out my green spiral notebook from my red book bag. I grabbed my silver mechanical pencil and started to sketch a girl.
First I drew her big green round eyes and her blush marks underneath them. After that I sketched her head and straight long red hair to compliment her eyes. I drew small round ears with large golden hoop earrings with studded hearts on the in side. Then I drew her nose and neck using the proper shading techniques. She wore a jade green tube top with gold engravings in spiral motions and long dark form fitting skinny jeans. On her feet I drew gold peep toe flats with a silver accent strand. She had an onyx rose ring on her left hand and a couple of gold bangles on her left.
I stared at the picture admiring my work. No one appreciated my art everyone criticized my ideas. Everyone, everyone but my mom I guess she didn’t want to hurt my feelings. A familiar voice proudly announced his name but I wasn’t really paying attention.
“I’m Klark Smith.” Silence followed after his intro for some reason.
“Lana?” Klark whispered.
“Huh?”
“It’s your turn.” Klark hinted discreetly thru his teeth.
“Oops I’m sorry.” I whispered back. Embarrassment filled my pale face giving an obvious indication that I was blushing.
I stood up with my knees locking in place to maintain my balance. I sensed the eyes of my classmates on my back waiting for my turn to be over.
“I’m Lana Marshall.” I nervously strained the words out of my throat.
“Ok thank you Lana.” Ms. Bu’mmer sweetly heartened.
I couldn’t sit down because my legs wouldn’t move. I started to shake violently and gasped for air.
“Lana?” Klark stared at me perplexed.
“I don’t know.” I mouthed to Klark.
“Lana it’s ok. You can sit.” Ms. Bu’mmer encouraged.
“Ms. Bu’mmer can you give me a hall pass so I can take Lana to the nurse?” Klark demanded.
“Yes, you may take her. Here’s your pass. Get there fast please. Aw poor girl she got nervous on her first day. Feel better Lana.”
“Thank you Ms. Bu’mmer!” Klark answered heading towards me. The room started to spin around and around me.
‘I feel like I’m gonna throw up.’
Klark scooped me up in his arms and carried me out the room. Everyone started to gossip and life went on.
“You’re going to be ok.” He reassured me while I was panicking.
“Yeah that’s what you say no-.”
“Lana?”
“Lana!? Please open your eyes. Stay with me.” He pleaded.
The room darkened and I fell into the place where I always rest. It’s the world of unconsciousness where I happen to visit too frequently.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 2:17 pm
Chapter 2 The Visit
My mind wandered even when I was unconscious. I had a vision about Klark and that mysterious guy holding me hostage. This time I saw a lot more important details that I missed before. I was walking down an alley to an abandoned ware house but the way I was dressed was really bizarre. I was dressed sophisticatedly yet casual. It’s like I was dressed to meet someone important or going to a popular party. My hair was tied up in a sloppy bun with the butterfly pin I always wished for. I had large silver hoop earrings. My hands were covered with black gloves with my onyx ring on top. I was wearing a silky red sequined top with a jet black miniskirt. I had tall black boots on that came up to about my knees.
I walked in from the back entrance into this huge dark warehouse. My heels clanked on the concrete flooring. I cautiously looked around as if someone was going to attack me or sneak up on me. A spotlight in the middle of the room flickered on and off continuously. A husky man was standing under the light I could only see his waist and down. He slowly took a step forward and the ground shook with every step. He slowly pulled out his massive jagged blade and rubbed it on his fingers. His skin didn’t even split when the blade ran over it. The sight sent tremors down my spine and I feel powerless in this place. He manipulated my body so that if I moved something would tear or break. He insured that I wouldn’t run away. He let out a disturbing chuckle and grabbed me but yet I was oddly peaceful. He embraced me with desperate desire but I couldn’t return his affections because mine belong to another. The embrace turned into a violent attack in a minute and forced the blade to my neck. I was utterly disturbed about why I am so calm in this situation. I was as tame as a kitten. I wasn’t even trying to escape.
All of a sudden a lean sturdy man appeared through the alley entrance. He stood in the doorway leaning on the post casually. He was watching the man’s every move and quiver. The man was obviously aware of his presence.
“Come out! Come out! Where ever you are. I know you’re here, Klark. You fell for the bait like always. That’s because she’s your precious girlfriend and you couldn’t stand to lose her. Isn’t that right?” He sneered perversely. He mocked him boldly knowing the circumstances.
Klark inched out from the door post into the light and his gentle eyes were filled with harsh rage. He shifted his weight to a loading crate and waited for my “kidnapper” to talk.
“I’ll kill her I swear!” He threatened violently.
“You can’t because you’re weak and a coward. Actually … You wouldn’t dare to touch her if you were smart which, apparently, you aren’t. Is it that you supposedly love her so much that you risk her life only to get revenge? What a childish motive. Who knew you could do that to the one you love.” A soft voice replied out of the darkness. He was asking rhetorical questions that they both knew the answer to.
“You're wrong. I will kill her… if you force me to.” He bantered back. He started to break a sweat. He was probably nervous.
“Let her go she has no part in this. This is between you and me not Lana.” Klark commanded coming out of the shadows.
“No, she is apart of this. You want to know how? She’s close to you and not me. Me… I am the one who did everything that she requested. I gave her, her very wishes and treasures she wished for. Now she’s going to give me something back…. Her love and revenge sweet revenge on the one she loves.”
“Touch her you die! You hear me if you hurt her you die!” Klark threatened.
“If you move any closer her neck will snap. You wouldn’t want me to demonstrate on her would you? In that case, tell her to give me what I want or I’ll kill her. I’ll make her suffer before your eyes and cause you eternal responsibility for this. It’s your choice Klark.” He proposed.
I could tell that Klark wasn’t having the deal. He had a scheming expression on his troubled face. I could tell the kidnapper didn’t like the delay so he released me. He suppressed me to the floor without even moving a muscle. He put his foot on my lower back and I felt like a whole bunch of knives were being stabbed into my back. I tried to scream but my lungs were being crushed. Then I felt like I was being jolted with electricity. I looked up at Klark with pleading eyes hoping he would just say the word and make him stop.
I was bewildered by his body phasing in and out of focus. “Klark?” Now I could scream. The guy took some pressure off my lungs and the unbearable burning and cutting pain caused me to scream and yelp so loud I was sure the neighborhood could hear it. Klark shared my pain and fear. The “kidnapper” dragged me further away from Klark when I tried to reach for him. He kicked me and I felt something in my chest snap.
‘I think he just broke my rib.’
“Klark help me please! Just make it stop! Make him stop! I’m begging you.” I pleaded weakly.
“I can and I will just hang on.” Klark encouraged.
My eyes started to droop and I started to feel sleepy. All I tried to do was focus on Klark which gave me some hope. The husky man released me but still had me pinned to the ground. He started to challenge Klark to a duel. The winner takes all including me. Klark had great reflexes almost catlike. He dodged the knife with time to spare. He was smart in his tactics too. He was cunning like a fox. When he struck the husky man he had such ferocity it scared me. I realized he really did care for me. Then to see him get cut along his cheek was torturous and “Kidnapper” stabbed Klark in his leg and my whole body started to tremble and shake. Klark let out a shout of pain and frustration.
I must have blacked out, but I was aware of the sounds around me. Crates crashed all around me, clashing of metal, and grunts of frustration. I tried to open my eyes which felt sealed by an unknown power. I managed just to peak and catch the end of the battle. Klark was covered in cuts and bruises, while the kidnapper had deep gashes all over his skin. Klark thru something at his head and it crashed and shattered. He didn’t even make a sound as he dumbly fell to the ground in front of Klark. Klark was relieved by the victory but at what price? He killed someone he apparently knew and now felt guilty. His face twisted in remorse, regretting what he had just done. He realized that he was not alone. I was still lying on the floor in severe pain. He swiftly ran over to me but I had struggled to even say a word. He held me close to his blood stained chest and I tried to speak.
“K-lark I-I tried.” I said weakly with my voice cracking. I had to force the words out.
“I know you did,” he praised with tears in his eyes.
“Please don’t leave me.” I begged barely whispering.
“Don’t worry I’ll never leave you ever again… I promise.” Klark was struggling to keep his composure emotionless. He was going to break down.
“Please don’t cry. Be happy for me.” I encouraged having tears of agony of my own.
I wanted to hug him tight or give him a kiss of reassurance but I was too weak. My heart wanted to persevere so I tried to lift my head to his level but it crumpled downward to his hands. I fell into deep sleep because the pain was too much for me to handle. Darkness always seemed to awaken me after I had these strange dreams. I felt a pinch on my arm and I twitched uncontrollably. Someone squeezed my hands and a voice filled my head calling and pleading for me to wake up. I didn’t want to wake out of this reality where I felt worry free. But I heard his melodious voice again pleading in desperation and worry. I had to awake or else he would be worried about me even more than what he is now. Well I gave up my peaceful state.
About a minute later I struggled to open my weary eyes Klark called the nurse and she came running in. The room was very bright and blinding with the lights focused on me. Her compassionate face glowed with a beautiful and encouraging smile. She stroked my forehead with the back of her smooth pale hand. Klark looked down on me with his perfect blue eyes and his face a disturbed expression. The nurse pulled Klark aside and whispered in his ear. He nodded and walked out of the room without any argument or complaint. My eyes chased after him but he was already gone. Doctors and nurses were rushing and speeded down the hall to their next call.
“How do you feel honey?” The nurse examined my heart rate and saw that it slowed after Klark left. She walked slowly to the door and went to the right. A few moments later she came back with Klark and I felt a wide smile show up on my face. A beeping monitor was annoying me to death. I realized that it was my heart monitor. Klark turned around and started to laugh under his breath. The nurse came over to my bed and stuck a thermometer in my mouth.
“Feel better honey?” She asked with a warm understanding smile. I weakly nodded my head up and down.
“I’m giving you more medication. It will calm you down and repair some of the nerve damage. You are lucky to be living honey. If the fever got any higher you would’ve died. No need to be scared we fixed the problem. Plus you have your friend here to make sure your fine.” She winked and then walked out of the room with a clip board that she picked up from the foot of my bed.
Klark turned around and had a small grin on his face. He looked like he wanted to come over towards the hospital bed. He had a war being fought in his body. I can tell by his facial expression that he is urging to say something or do something to me. Klark inched towards the bed and sat next to me. At first he just sat with his back towards me with his hands folded. I went to reach for him but I felt a tug on my arm and a sharp pain in my arm. I winced but didn’t make a sound. An IV needle was taped on my arm feeding me fluids dripping slowly down my arm. Klark turned towards me with a saddened look in his blue eyes.
“Are you ok, Lana?” Klark analyzed my IV needle and then my face for any hint of pain.
“I’m ok… thanks for coming with me.” I blushed because his stare was intense and I almost squirmed out from under the hospital blankets. I guess my face or my eyes gave away my discomfort. Klark stood up and started towards the door looking for a way to escape the awkward moment.
“I’ll be back in a couple minutes. Do ya want anything to eat?” He inquired from me.
“Sure…. I just don’t know what I want to eat.” I sheepishly answered.
“Oh well I’ll just get you a milkshake then. Well if you want.” He suggested as if he was reading my mind.
“That would be great! Chocolate milk shakes are preferred! Thanks for everything Klark I really appreciate it.” I expressed my gratitude with such emotion and feeling I turned his grimace into a big smile.
“No problem I’m just glad I could help out, you know?”
“Yeah I think so… you know your one of my first friends, and you turned out to become a really good one, already. The surprising thing is that it’s only the first day I met you.”
I felt compelled to tell him what I thought. He is very easy to talk to. Well more like too easy to talk to. I spill my guts almost every time he asks me asks me a question. It’s really confusing. I was always a loner because I was forced to be. No one ever cared as much as he does now. I wonder if this is a deception or a rouse. Then again it seems so genuine it seems like he has changed so much from the last time I saw him. I think that I have feeling for him and I just met him.
‘It’s amazing that such a connection can be made in such a short time.’
“I’m going to get the milkshakes. Try not to do anything or cause any trouble, ok?” he requested seriously eyeing my expression. “Ok I’ll see ya in a few minutes. Hurry back ok.”
At first just laying in this bed was uncomfortable, but I started to feel very warm. I yawned twice in the last two seconds. I tried to watch some TV but my eyes wouldn’t stay open long enough for a commercial to end.
‘I didn’t know I was this tired. Maybe I should take a little nap. Klark will be back soon though. I’ll try to stay awake until he comes back.’
I fell asleep in a matter of minutes. Before Klark came back with my milkshake.
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I was lying in a grass field full of life and creatures. Butterflies and dragonflies flew high in the sky. Chipmunks ate food from my hands and bunnies hopped around. The birds in there trees singing love songs for others to join them. The nature all around me soothed my soul and I was smiling soaking in the sun rays.
Then over head huge black clouds were coming. They covered the sun and the fields. All the animals hushed and fled to their homes. The predators were coming the wolves, foxes, eagles, snakes, and all the other animal eaters. The vultures circled over the horizon waiting for rotting flesh to devour.
I ran with all my might to escape the threats but some force kept me stuck in the area. I was frozen in time again helpless and frightened. The wolves encircled me with their yellow eyes watching my every move. I was the new item on their menu. I struggled to escape their clutches but my struggle was unproductive. They creep and skulk closer to me. They came within tearing distance and started to attack me. They ripped some of my skin off and fought over it among themselves. I tried to stay calm but my blood curdling scream escaped my throat every time they bit me. By the time the screaming stopped I was shredded muscle and bones.
My eyes shot open and I was breathing very heavily. I was profusely sweating and shivering. That nightmare was the worst ones I have dreamed so far. I clutched the blankets and sheets on the hospital and buried my face in them. The tears flowed down my face and dripped all over the bed. I am really shaken up and waiting patiently for my mom to come and give me a big hug. Then I realize I’m still in the hospital all by myself.
“Nurse!” I yelled loudly thru my tears.
The nurse that gave me my medicine before ran thru the door and rushed to my bed.
“What’s wrong honey?” She asked kindly sensing my fear.
“Can you call my mom and tell her I’m here please. I’ll tell you the number.”
“Alright honey, give me a minute... I’ll be right back so don’t worry. Everything is going to be fine.” She reassured comforting me.
“Okay I’ll be fine. I’ll be fine” I repeated to myself while rocking my body back and forth on my side. On the nightstand next to the hospital bed was a red note under a cup. I pulled the note free from the cup and started to read it. It said:
Hey Lana,
When you read this I will probably be home doing all the homework my friends told me about. Sorry that you’ll wake up alone. I hope you’re not scared because I’m gone. I had to go home or else my parents would have gotten really worried. I hope you won’t be in any pain. The hospital isn’t fun so I brought you your drawing book and book bag with me when I brought you to the hospital. Feel better soon and if you’re still in the hospital I’ll bring you the homework and help you with it too. Oh yeah I got your chocolate milkshake it’s in the cup on the nightstand. Have sweet dreams… Get better soon~! =3
PSS. You have to get better soon, or else it will get boring. lol wink
Your friend,
Klark
I felt so happy when I read his note of encouragement and wishes. He actually cares that much to do all those things for me it amazes me.
“I’m back. Can you tell me your mom’s number?”
“Her cell is 616-344-7766 and the house number is 551-663-0992.”
“Thank you dear now all you have to do is rest and relax until she comes.”
I grabbed my book bag and took out my note book and my silver mechanical pencil. I opened up to a blank page.
‘What should I draw? Ugh what should I draw? Maybe I should try to draw Klark. Yeah that would be interesting.’
Almost instantly I started to draw. Inspiration filled my veins and I started with the head and his hair. I outlined his blue eyes and his nose with red blush marks across his face. I made his eyes with soft and gentle touch. I started his thick neck and his broad shoulders and worked my way down the body frame. Then I drew a white t-shirt under a black leather jacket with a lot of zippers. I shaded long dark jeans and a silver chain with black and silver boots. For the finishing touches I drew open finger black gloves and added the muscle details. That was my favorite part. By the time I was done my mom walked thru the door. Her face was full of grief and I could tell she had been crying for a while.
“Mom I am glad to see you.”
“Lana how did this happen? I mean you left this morning and you were fine. The school called me but I didn’t get the call until two hours ago. I started to cry when I heard that you went to the hospital. I was at my desk and everyone stopped to ask me if I was okay because I exploded with tears. I briefly in sighted them on the situation and my boss told me to take the rest of the day off so I could come here. ”
“Mom I’m sorry, but it wasn’t my fault. There was this girl at school who picked a fight with me and she pushed me into the lockers. Klark found m-”
“Into the lockers like inside them or hit the outside? By the way who’s Klark?” She flashed so many questions I didn’t know which to answer first.
“I went into the lockers without even shaking them. I turned “invisible” and went into the locker and ended up in one on the other side. Klark, my new friend, found me and pulled me out of the locker. Then we headed to English class. I took my seat and the intros started. I drew a picture and it was my turn to introduce myself. I stood up and said my name but I couldn’t move. My legs locked in place and I felt dizzy. Klark carried me in his arms and took me to the nurse and I fainted. I woke up here and that’s all.”
“I didn’t think that on the first day something might go wrong. You just can’t stay out of trouble for one day. Lana is this the first time something like this happened?” Mom questioned a little concerned.
“Yes, but I don’t know why.”
“I don’t either. So I can’t explain this to you. This is new to even me. I will have to ask around our family and search thru the ancestor archives. To see if this has appeared out of any family matter, gene, or trait. I don’t know Lana we might have to move again.”
“No mom, please don’t make me leave. I love it here and I made some kind friends. Please give me a chance to prove to you that I can handle this. I don’t want to run from my problems anymore. I have to face them and get over them. I can’t run and hide anymore. I’m tired of that life I want to be happy with my new life.” I whined and pleaded with her until I realized that I had insulted her way of life. Her eyes glimmered with tears that she was fighting to control. She got up and stormed out of the room leaving her purse behind.
The nurse slowly walked in with solemn features. She came over to my bed and sat on the side. She stared into my worried eyes, expressionless. No sign of emotion could be seen on her face and that scared me. “Is it bad news?” I asked nervously playing with my hands. “No not really it’s about your mom though.”
‘My mom? What happened? Is she okay?’
“Is she okay? Did something happen to her?” I demanded worrying more by the second.
“Yes, she’s fine… but I have something to say about your little talk with her. You should be easier on your mom. Give her a serious break a vacation from all the action. When your mom ran in the hospital she literally almost had a heart attack. She cried hysterically until she explained everything that happened and begged us to let her go. I talked to her for a while, as if I were her counselor, asking personal questions about you and your medical problems. She cried and cried until you finally woke up this morning. She stayed in the hospital all night waiting for you to wake up. Your mother loves you more than you care to know. Please just give her a chance.” She pleaded but not in an observable way. She focused her attention to the IV in my arm now. I’m guessing I am going to be released from the medical center. She gently took off the tape and pulled on the needle. It felt weird and I flinched a few times. She put a red Band-Aid with hearts scattered to all corners of it. My mom brought fresh clothes for me to change into. The nurse left the room with a smile on her face but with a tear in her eye.
“Goodbye Lana. I shouldn’t see you soon.” She did want to see me, but not in the hospital.
The alarm clock screamed at me once again. It’s five thirty and I’m exhausted. My mom would let me stay home, but I don’t want to fall behind; and I can not stand another day without seeing him. Agony is all I feel at this point. My heartbeat is faint weak so much so that I can’t feel my heartbeat. It’s like I am dead without emotion, lifeless. I feel tortured by forces trying to break my spirit. Even existing in this world is causing people unreasonable pain. I feel that I cause all the conflicts: the wars, break ups, and friendship crumbling.
I dragged myself out of bed. I moved as fast as a sleep deprived teenager can go. I started the boiling hot shower and my eyes were opened wide. My skin steamed when I stepped out of the shower and the thick mist cooled the outside. I brushed my teeth and looked in my vast closet hall. I found an outfit that matched my sorrow. It is a jet black and purple blouse with intricate black lace and a purple ruffled skirt. I wore black and purple knee high socks and my black laced boots. I sadly stepped down the stair case to eat my breakfast. I walked slowly trying not to sulk in my current feelings. I walked past my adored painting unmoved.
Just as I curve around the corner, a towering figure had mysteriously leaned on the red brick building. I approached the street crossing that passed right by the building. I walked across the street gazing at the person leaning against the wall, nothing else. His hair covered his eyes causing a shadow to fall over his face. The guy wore a dark leather jacket, dark ripped jeans, and black converse. I slowly pass by him, hoping to catch a glimpse of his shaded face. He swiftly seized my wrists and pulled me into his chest. He rested his warm hand on my waist and my shoulder. I shuddered and tried to pull free of his strapping grip. He rested his chin on the top of my head smelling the sweet scent in my hair. I managed to get a peak at his face. My eyes enlarged and my face rushed with blood.
‘It’s him… I-Its Klark! Ah what do I do? What do I say? This is very awkward. I never knew he felt this way. I feel strange… sudden warmth filling my body. Lana you have to push him away! Push him away Lana!’
“What’s wrong? Don’t you remember me?” Klark teased me with a beaming smile on his face. “N-No I didn’t forget you. I was just walking to school before you grabbed me! You scared me to death! You could’ve been a stalker for all I know.”
“Did I scare you that bad Lana,” He asked innocently. I curiously looked up at his face to see if he was sincere at all. His eyes told me the truth. He is really sorry, but that does not mean I show my “gratitude” for the prank. Playing coy, I scowled at him from under my eyelids to just add a prank of my own. I learn a few things here and there about the opposite sex. I find it hilarious to tease guys about there “passionate” and “desperado” sexual urges. I have mastered the art of flirting from just observing popular or socially advanced girls in my classes.
My best friend, Chloe, taught me the basics and demonstrated each successfully. She can easily do it because she is absolutely gorgeous. Guys adore her so much they are willing to “serve” her.
I return his teasing hug with superficial passion. I fluttered my eyelashes and deeply concentrated on his icy blue diamonds. He chagrined avoiding my stare and simply leaning in near my face. My heart violently pounded my ribs and I felt very uneasy. I shut my eyes to pretend to be faint or ill. The blood rushed to my cold cheeks with a burning sensation. He gradually closed his eyes and his fragrant breath hit my skin. His cool breath smelled like incense. Inadvertently I leaned closer to his face and inhaled the sweet aroma. I wasn’t aware that his face was so close to mine. I realize now that I opened my eyes that he was about to try to kiss me. I automatically tensed up. I don’t know what to do.
Nervously I pushed myself away from him and turned away showing him my back. I took deep even breaths to slow down my racing heart. Klark did not make a sound until I turned around. I tried to have a smooth expression on my face. I tried to hide my troubled expression. He looked into my eyes and I instantly wanted to run. I never intended to hurt him. I never want to hurt him, but it seems like I failed.
“Lana I-I don’t know what took over me.” he said clearly ashamed and mortified by his actions. I just stood there speechless. He stared at his feet trying to hide his face from mine. A tear escaped and hit his shoe.
“Klark? Its okay you just took me by surprise.” I reassured him trying to cheer him up. The fact that he was crying scared me. I stepped closer to him so I could put my hand on ho shoulder. I hesitantly placed my hand on his shoulder hoping it would help but it didn’t seem to help at all. He shrugged my hand off his shoulder.
“Can’t you see that I don’t want you here? Stop making this harder for me! Just go!” Klark loudly yelled, and the other students walking to school stopped and stared at me like I was idiot. I built up rage. I lost my temper and opened up furies gate. I wanted to pound him and just run, but I don’t rely on my anger. I try not to give in to that other side of me it scares me.
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