Chapt. 4
Beep...Beep...Beep...Beep
I was lulled out of my sleep by this beeping noise. My first thought was that it was my stupid alarm clock. Mom must have set it to 7:00 again.
Groggily, I opened my eyes and looked at the ceiling.
That wasn`t my bedroom ceiling.
This wasn`t my bedroom.
This wasn`t home.
I forced my eyes open wider to survey my surroundings.
I was in a hospital.
It didn`t take much to figure that one out... I mean, there were metal beds and IVs and the curtain dividers. And it smelt like death and rotting corpses. Ok, maybe I was exagerating, maybe the smell wasnt that bad, But it was still bad enough for me to want out.
Not long after I figured out where I was, A nurse came bustling in the room, pushing a cart of IV looking machines. She glanced over at my bed casually, not expencting any movement. When she saw me with my eyes open, she gasped and abandoned her cart. Rushing over to me, she grabbed my hand and felt my pulse.
"Are you ok, sweetie?" she asked, her voice shaking. She was obviously new to the job, or else she wouldn't be so shaky.
Instead of answering, I decided to ask a question of my own. "What happened?"
"You just hold on while I get you're doctor." She bustled over to the cart and wheeled it out of the door. While she was gone, I amused myself by couting the seed sequences on the dwarved sunflower somebody had placed on my bedside table. I remembered learning in grade seven that it was a pattern called the fibbanachi sequence. the swirling pattern had a purpose, and repeated itself over again in nature, wether it be a pinecone or a pineapple. I wondered if I had a purpose, like a pineapple. and If I did have a purpose, was it much bigger than the pinecones?Discarding my thoughts and shoving them back in my head, I tried to remember what hhad happened. I thought untill it hurt. I came up with nothing. My mind was blank.
Snapping out of the painful absense of memory, I looked towards the door. A second later, in walked the doctor.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Chapter 3
Chapt. 3
The face of Chris was still white, but the longer I looked at him, His scin seemed to get darker and darker. The line that separated his soldility from the air wavered and broke. He now looked like a plume of smoke who was slowly taking it's shape as another one of the shadows.
Turning around quickly, my anger deepened. "Where's Chris? " I yelled at the shadow. " Where the hell is he?"
"Don't worry, " the shadow cooed in a soothing voice. "Chris will be alright as long as he promises not to do something rash." The shadow came closer to me. "Did you like my illusion? I only perfected it a week ago." I trembled in fear as the shadow thing came closer.
"I'm not afraid of you," I spat in It's face, suprised at how calm I sounded.
"Enough!" the thing yelled. "do you know who you are speaking to?"
Without giving me time to answer, It held me, It's bony hands around my neck, strangling me and slowly draining my life. I struggled again him, but it was no use. my body was getting colder as eash second past, and my limbs heavier. The edges of my vision blurred. I heard deep laughter, and I held on to the sound, afraid to let go. I didn`t want to die.
I couldn`t hear, couldn`t see, Couldnt move. However much I didnt want to die, I know I was going to. Suddenly the grip loosened. I let out a breath of relief, but was stopped short when I was thrown through the air. My head connected to the pavement. I saw no more.
(PS. I realize this chapter is short. Very short. Ièm not going to change it, so there :P)
The face of Chris was still white, but the longer I looked at him, His scin seemed to get darker and darker. The line that separated his soldility from the air wavered and broke. He now looked like a plume of smoke who was slowly taking it's shape as another one of the shadows.
Turning around quickly, my anger deepened. "Where's Chris? " I yelled at the shadow. " Where the hell is he?"
"Don't worry, " the shadow cooed in a soothing voice. "Chris will be alright as long as he promises not to do something rash." The shadow came closer to me. "Did you like my illusion? I only perfected it a week ago." I trembled in fear as the shadow thing came closer.
"I'm not afraid of you," I spat in It's face, suprised at how calm I sounded.
"Enough!" the thing yelled. "do you know who you are speaking to?"
Without giving me time to answer, It held me, It's bony hands around my neck, strangling me and slowly draining my life. I struggled again him, but it was no use. my body was getting colder as eash second past, and my limbs heavier. The edges of my vision blurred. I heard deep laughter, and I held on to the sound, afraid to let go. I didn`t want to die.
I couldn`t hear, couldn`t see, Couldnt move. However much I didnt want to die, I know I was going to. Suddenly the grip loosened. I let out a breath of relief, but was stopped short when I was thrown through the air. My head connected to the pavement. I saw no more.
(PS. I realize this chapter is short. Very short. Ièm not going to change it, so there :P)
Another Chapter. (chapt 2)
Chapt. 2.
The night was cool and brisk as I slammed the hatchback volvo's door shut behind me. The party was going strong, the lights inside luminating the houses property with neon pinks, yellows, and blues. I was pumped.
Talking and laughing with Chris, I started towards the house, Kara trailing behind. She spotted her boyfriend a ways up, and waved to us.
"See you later Kara... Try not to get into too much trouble."
I had to admit, even thoug
Kara was only a year younger than me, I really didnt appreciate that boyfriend of hers. Maybe I was just acting the overprotective big sister, but I couldn't help thinking that something was wrong.
I snapped out of my train of thought, and looked appreciatively at Chris. Through it all, he hadnt said a word.
I stopped short as I looked at him. His complextion was greatly contrasted against the dark night. He was staring at me and I had a feeling that he had been the whole of the short time we were here.
"What?" I asked him. He looked like he was sick. "Oh My Gosh, Chris, are you gonna be alright?" I asked him, my voice cracking in concern.
He grimaced at me. "I'm fine," he contradicted. "I'm going to go to the bathroom for a sec. Go have fun, I'll catch up to you in a while."
I nodded curtly at him. "I'll see you later then," I reached up and squeezed his shoulder, Which seemed to make him even whiter, If that was possible. Before I could stop him, He walked off towards the house, leaving me staring at the place where he had recently stood.
I walked behind him into the house... Mansion rather. The place was huge, and it just added to my excitment. The lights got brighter as I drew near with a blinding frequency which almost threw me off track. silhouettes could be seen dancing in the windows. So far it looked as though the party was turning out a big sucess.
I opened the door and blaring music greeted me with a deafening force, making me jump a little.
I spotted some friends off to the distance. Sonya's black and red highlighted hair stood out amongst all the blondes in the group. I walked over to say hi.
As I neared, I saw a black shape looming behind one of the blondes. As soon as I saw it, it had dissapeared. I shook my head. I was obviously drinking too many red bulls.
I kept walking, and then stopped, tugging a red streak from behind. Sonya let out a little shriek of suprisement, and turned around. "What the he..." She stopped short as she saw it was me.
"Jordin!" She screached, pulling me into a forceful hug. "I thought you weren't going to show up!"
"nah, I was going to stay home and watch a chick flick with chris, But him and Kara said they'd rather come here," It was strange chris wanted to come here. He absolutely hated publicity. Maybe thats why he looked so sick earlier. Changing the topic I asked, "who are your friends?"
"Oh," said Sonya, reddinging a bit. I was just waiting for you to come here, so I thought..."
I zoned out on her, looking around the group. Gasping in suprise, I turned back to her. "You chose to hang out with 'Her?'" I asked quietly, directing my gaze at non- other than Courtney Conwell, My rival since kindergarten. I pulled her away from the blonde group. "since when do you hang out with her and her bitch cult?" I asked.
Glaring at me, she pulled away. "Ever since you've devloped the hots for Chris." She snapped back.
I pulled back in suprise. I knew she absolutely adored Chris. I just thought she had accepted that he didnt dig her. and It suprised me to hear my BFF talk about me this way... She knew there was nothing between me and Chris...we were practicly brother and sister. Making out would definately have it's negative side. at the thought of kissing Chris, I stuttered.
"How many times do I have to tell you, I dont like him! Wer'e just really good friends."
She turned away and started walking back to the bitch cult. I could do nothing else but stare. Courtney had just stolen my best friend.
Fuming, I stalked off to find Chris. I didn't think It would be hard to find him, a tall mop of red hair amongst the crowd, but he proved me wrong.
About a half an hour later, I sat down on the leather couch. I was still fuming at what Sonya had said, and even moreso at the fact that Chris couldn't be found. I knew he had not taken his cellphone, and Even if he did, he probably left it off. That was so like Chris.
I had had enough for the night. I decided to grab a pop from the cooler and walked outside for a breathe of fresh air.
I looked around to see if anybody was watching. Satisfyed, I chugged the pop back and let out a loud belch. Belchin always calmed my stomach for some weird, disturbing reason unknown to me.
I walked back to my volvo, planning to wait inside, maybe have a nap till the party was over, and Chris was ready to drive me home.
Reaching the hatchback volvo, I looked inside the slightly tinted windows. What I saw there took my breath away.
It was Chris. It looked as if the side of his face facing me was bleeding from a cut on his temple. The blood glistened in the moonlight, dripping down to his shirt. Holding back a scream I ran around the car, Not stopping to think About the killer, who could still be watching me fom the shadows.
I fumbled with the handle of the car. It was locked! what kind of killer took care to lock a car after murdering his victem? What kind of sick joke was this?
"You fell for our trap," A stratling voice sounded behind me. His words were those of a statement rather than a question. Sobbing, I turned around. I saw nobody.
"Look closer," the deepening voice commanded. I had no choice to obey. Squinting, I saw A shadow condense out of nowhere. The same shadow that I saw around Sonya and the blondes.
Now look back at Chris," the shadow pointed in the direction of the volvo's driver side. I hesitated, not wanting to look at the spectacle who was most likely to haunt my dreams forever... If I could live to see another night.
"do it NOW!" The shadow commanded.
I looked and was prepared this time to see Chris' bloody face. But I was not prepared to see what was waiting there.
The night was cool and brisk as I slammed the hatchback volvo's door shut behind me. The party was going strong, the lights inside luminating the houses property with neon pinks, yellows, and blues. I was pumped.
Talking and laughing with Chris, I started towards the house, Kara trailing behind. She spotted her boyfriend a ways up, and waved to us.
"See you later Kara... Try not to get into too much trouble."
I had to admit, even thoug
Kara was only a year younger than me, I really didnt appreciate that boyfriend of hers. Maybe I was just acting the overprotective big sister, but I couldn't help thinking that something was wrong.
I snapped out of my train of thought, and looked appreciatively at Chris. Through it all, he hadnt said a word.
I stopped short as I looked at him. His complextion was greatly contrasted against the dark night. He was staring at me and I had a feeling that he had been the whole of the short time we were here.
"What?" I asked him. He looked like he was sick. "Oh My Gosh, Chris, are you gonna be alright?" I asked him, my voice cracking in concern.
He grimaced at me. "I'm fine," he contradicted. "I'm going to go to the bathroom for a sec. Go have fun, I'll catch up to you in a while."
I nodded curtly at him. "I'll see you later then," I reached up and squeezed his shoulder, Which seemed to make him even whiter, If that was possible. Before I could stop him, He walked off towards the house, leaving me staring at the place where he had recently stood.
I walked behind him into the house... Mansion rather. The place was huge, and it just added to my excitment. The lights got brighter as I drew near with a blinding frequency which almost threw me off track. silhouettes could be seen dancing in the windows. So far it looked as though the party was turning out a big sucess.
I opened the door and blaring music greeted me with a deafening force, making me jump a little.
I spotted some friends off to the distance. Sonya's black and red highlighted hair stood out amongst all the blondes in the group. I walked over to say hi.
As I neared, I saw a black shape looming behind one of the blondes. As soon as I saw it, it had dissapeared. I shook my head. I was obviously drinking too many red bulls.
I kept walking, and then stopped, tugging a red streak from behind. Sonya let out a little shriek of suprisement, and turned around. "What the he..." She stopped short as she saw it was me.
"Jordin!" She screached, pulling me into a forceful hug. "I thought you weren't going to show up!"
"nah, I was going to stay home and watch a chick flick with chris, But him and Kara said they'd rather come here," It was strange chris wanted to come here. He absolutely hated publicity. Maybe thats why he looked so sick earlier. Changing the topic I asked, "who are your friends?"
"Oh," said Sonya, reddinging a bit. I was just waiting for you to come here, so I thought..."
I zoned out on her, looking around the group. Gasping in suprise, I turned back to her. "You chose to hang out with 'Her?'" I asked quietly, directing my gaze at non- other than Courtney Conwell, My rival since kindergarten. I pulled her away from the blonde group. "since when do you hang out with her and her bitch cult?" I asked.
Glaring at me, she pulled away. "Ever since you've devloped the hots for Chris." She snapped back.
I pulled back in suprise. I knew she absolutely adored Chris. I just thought she had accepted that he didnt dig her. and It suprised me to hear my BFF talk about me this way... She knew there was nothing between me and Chris...we were practicly brother and sister. Making out would definately have it's negative side. at the thought of kissing Chris, I stuttered.
"How many times do I have to tell you, I dont like him! Wer'e just really good friends."
She turned away and started walking back to the bitch cult. I could do nothing else but stare. Courtney had just stolen my best friend.
Fuming, I stalked off to find Chris. I didn't think It would be hard to find him, a tall mop of red hair amongst the crowd, but he proved me wrong.
About a half an hour later, I sat down on the leather couch. I was still fuming at what Sonya had said, and even moreso at the fact that Chris couldn't be found. I knew he had not taken his cellphone, and Even if he did, he probably left it off. That was so like Chris.
I had had enough for the night. I decided to grab a pop from the cooler and walked outside for a breathe of fresh air.
I looked around to see if anybody was watching. Satisfyed, I chugged the pop back and let out a loud belch. Belchin always calmed my stomach for some weird, disturbing reason unknown to me.
I walked back to my volvo, planning to wait inside, maybe have a nap till the party was over, and Chris was ready to drive me home.
Reaching the hatchback volvo, I looked inside the slightly tinted windows. What I saw there took my breath away.
It was Chris. It looked as if the side of his face facing me was bleeding from a cut on his temple. The blood glistened in the moonlight, dripping down to his shirt. Holding back a scream I ran around the car, Not stopping to think About the killer, who could still be watching me fom the shadows.
I fumbled with the handle of the car. It was locked! what kind of killer took care to lock a car after murdering his victem? What kind of sick joke was this?
"You fell for our trap," A stratling voice sounded behind me. His words were those of a statement rather than a question. Sobbing, I turned around. I saw nobody.
"Look closer," the deepening voice commanded. I had no choice to obey. Squinting, I saw A shadow condense out of nowhere. The same shadow that I saw around Sonya and the blondes.
Now look back at Chris," the shadow pointed in the direction of the volvo's driver side. I hesitated, not wanting to look at the spectacle who was most likely to haunt my dreams forever... If I could live to see another night.
"do it NOW!" The shadow commanded.
I looked and was prepared this time to see Chris' bloody face. But I was not prepared to see what was waiting there.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
BAHA!
ahhh, I love mr. fretz, the geography teacher. I wish I had him. Today he told sonya's class how he wound up with a teaching job.
"I didnt bloody want it!" He said with all seriousness. "I got all 50's in high school, and I applied for a friggen job. I didnt even bloody go to friggen collage! That just goes to show that you dont have to work hard in school if you dont want to! Just apply for a bloody job and you`ll friggen get it!!`
Oh mr Fretz, how he makes me smile :)
Part 2 of my little story coming shortly :P
"I didnt bloody want it!" He said with all seriousness. "I got all 50's in high school, and I applied for a friggen job. I didnt even bloody go to friggen collage! That just goes to show that you dont have to work hard in school if you dont want to! Just apply for a bloody job and you`ll friggen get it!!`
Oh mr Fretz, how he makes me smile :)
Part 2 of my little story coming shortly :P
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Chapt. 1
ah, hell.
nothing to wear.
I looked trough my closet, catagorizing all my clothing articles. I had lots of them, but none of them where right for a party. Of course I could always ask Kara for a cute outfit, but she'd obviously say no. Even if she wasn't wearing it at the moment, she wouldn't share her precious fashionable clothing with her sister. Fashion was all Kara thought about these days.
Kara was coming along to the party tonight, so there was no way I could sneak off with one of her
outfits like I usually did.
Ah, well. They can't all be won.
Sighing, I took out a short black dress. Looking in the mirror, I experimented with my Black hair. after a bit of debate i let it hang loose. Apparently I couldn`t win that battle either.
I heard the familiar noise of the doorbell. Grabbing my handbag, I rushed down the stairs, almost tripping over Belle, my fluffly white alaskan husky. `sorry girl,`i took the time to apologize to her.
As i neared the bottom of the stairs, I saw that my sister had already let Chris in. Chris was my guy friend. Not my boy friend. in fact, I dont think he`s dated anyone since grade 4, which was pretty sad. I mean, He`s cute. Not majorly hot, but cute. he was the type of guy who wasn`t dressing to impress. He was pretty laid back, and seemingly innocent. And freaking smart. I was used to it, since we had drooled on the same baby toys during childhood. Other people found it immensly annoying that he was like this, but I accepted him as just Chris.
His Orange hair was in the usual mop on top of his head, and his huge glasses perched on the end of his nose. Something about his dorkyness made him even cuter. he had on a ninto gaming T-shirt and some khaki shorts. Obviously he didn`t take as much time and precision as I had.
`Jordin!`He said gleefully, which made my stomach do a little flip per usual. He rushed over to me and gave me a hug.
I squeezed him back. He had no clue how innocent he was.
He stepped back to look at me. "you look good,"he said.
I smiled at him. "wish I could say the same for you, yah dork," I said, smiling.
Me sister, who was staring awkwardly off to the side, stepped forward. "Can we go now? I promised Blake I would meet him in five minutes."
I looked at her and and sighed. "yah yah, we're going right now."
I locked the door behind me and gave one last look at the house. I couldn't help but think something was wrong. I felt uneasy inside, like butterflies were making their cocoons before the long winter started.
Little did I know these butterflies were right. When the time was right, after the cold winter had passed, somthing beautiful would come out. But not without suffering first.
nothing to wear.
I looked trough my closet, catagorizing all my clothing articles. I had lots of them, but none of them where right for a party. Of course I could always ask Kara for a cute outfit, but she'd obviously say no. Even if she wasn't wearing it at the moment, she wouldn't share her precious fashionable clothing with her sister. Fashion was all Kara thought about these days.
Kara was coming along to the party tonight, so there was no way I could sneak off with one of her
outfits like I usually did.
Ah, well. They can't all be won.
Sighing, I took out a short black dress. Looking in the mirror, I experimented with my Black hair. after a bit of debate i let it hang loose. Apparently I couldn`t win that battle either.
I heard the familiar noise of the doorbell. Grabbing my handbag, I rushed down the stairs, almost tripping over Belle, my fluffly white alaskan husky. `sorry girl,`i took the time to apologize to her.
As i neared the bottom of the stairs, I saw that my sister had already let Chris in. Chris was my guy friend. Not my boy friend. in fact, I dont think he`s dated anyone since grade 4, which was pretty sad. I mean, He`s cute. Not majorly hot, but cute. he was the type of guy who wasn`t dressing to impress. He was pretty laid back, and seemingly innocent. And freaking smart. I was used to it, since we had drooled on the same baby toys during childhood. Other people found it immensly annoying that he was like this, but I accepted him as just Chris.
His Orange hair was in the usual mop on top of his head, and his huge glasses perched on the end of his nose. Something about his dorkyness made him even cuter. he had on a ninto gaming T-shirt and some khaki shorts. Obviously he didn`t take as much time and precision as I had.
`Jordin!`He said gleefully, which made my stomach do a little flip per usual. He rushed over to me and gave me a hug.
I squeezed him back. He had no clue how innocent he was.
He stepped back to look at me. "you look good,"he said.
I smiled at him. "wish I could say the same for you, yah dork," I said, smiling.
Me sister, who was staring awkwardly off to the side, stepped forward. "Can we go now? I promised Blake I would meet him in five minutes."
I looked at her and and sighed. "yah yah, we're going right now."
I locked the door behind me and gave one last look at the house. I couldn't help but think something was wrong. I felt uneasy inside, like butterflies were making their cocoons before the long winter started.
Little did I know these butterflies were right. When the time was right, after the cold winter had passed, somthing beautiful would come out. But not without suffering first.
Starting Anew
yup. I'm starting over. Probably since the book I was writing took a completely different turn then I expected it to. Isnt that just honkey dorey? Yah. Not really :3
Lets get updated, shall we? I now attend Eden High, and am Liking it so far. One of my besties dragged my into liking anime, and I am now watching a show i dont even know how to pronounce. The fact that there is a demon butler kinda cancels out the fact that I usually dont like to read subtiles. I also recently got obsessed with the house of night series. Yah, I got obsessed with a lot of things during my absence. I`m going to try to keep up my blogging from now own, so keep your fingers crossed.Did I mention that my house smells immensly of onion? yup. Thats because ever square foot of our house is covered in half opened onion sprouts. the smell like sulphur and hell. not puppies and roses.
Ugh, I have so much school work to do, I am such a procastinator, it's not even funny, so dont laugh :3 *wrinkles brow at audience* I'mma go work on my book, kay? byezzz!
Lets get updated, shall we? I now attend Eden High, and am Liking it so far. One of my besties dragged my into liking anime, and I am now watching a show i dont even know how to pronounce. The fact that there is a demon butler kinda cancels out the fact that I usually dont like to read subtiles. I also recently got obsessed with the house of night series. Yah, I got obsessed with a lot of things during my absence. I`m going to try to keep up my blogging from now own, so keep your fingers crossed.Did I mention that my house smells immensly of onion? yup. Thats because ever square foot of our house is covered in half opened onion sprouts. the smell like sulphur and hell. not puppies and roses.
Ugh, I have so much school work to do, I am such a procastinator, it's not even funny, so dont laugh :3 *wrinkles brow at audience* I'mma go work on my book, kay? byezzz!
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