Sunday, May 25, 2008

Chapter 1

Chapter 1
She sat on the red cushioned chair, hugging her knees. Guess where I was? That’s right, the principal’s office. She was there too. “Calm down Nani.” I said to her. She looked at me but remained silent. Her long–past shoulder length–black hair hung over her knees and her dark blue eyes filled with worry.
“Calm down.” I repeated, touching her pale skin with my hand. She immediately let herself go limp at my touch and she just sat there.
“Too calm.” I said my hand still on her arm. Her head jolted up. I pulled my hand away.
“I hate it when you do that.” She said.
“Sorry.” I apologized “but you have no need to freak out like that.” She sighed then a lady walked out of the door next to us…the principal. She glared at my sister (the girl who was freaking out).
“Welcome to my office Miss Nani Allen.” She said to my sister.
“Now’s the time to freak out.” I said. The principal looked at me with a warm smile.
“Hello Angelea.” She said to me “I’m sure you know why you’re here?”
“Of course.” I replied “her.” I pointed to my sister.
“Yes, Nani has been bad.” She said. Nani stared at me.
“What?” I mouthed to her. She snarled and the principal looked straight at her.
“Silence!” I principal hissed. I giggled and watched Nani cower back in fear. I rolled my eyes.
“Mrs. Mallory.” I said to the principal “I feel she’s done nothing wrong.” I smiled my angelic smile that was usually too cute to resist, stood up, and touched Mrs. Mallory’s shoulder. She blinked at me and I let my blonde curls fall over my shoulders.
“I see your point.” Mrs. Mallory said “you may go.” I pleased her by saying ‘thank you’ and walked away with Nani.
“Wow. Sometimes your powers can come in–” she never finished the sentence before I clasped my hands over her mouth and pulled her into a dark corner.
“You ever say the ‘P word’ again I will hunt you down personally, torture you till your three-fourths dead, then drop you on the streets to die.” I threatened menacingly. Nani scared easily, she started to hyperventilate and dropped to the floor, hugging her knees. I sighed, “You’re hopeless.”
“I may be hopeless but at least I’m not scary!” She said.
“I’m only scary to you Nani.” I said, helping her up.
“Then I’ve got common sense.” She said, brushing herself off, “Those who don’t’ fear you may die.” I glared at her. She moved around me and walked shakily away. I watched her till she disappeared behind the next corner.
“What am I going to do with her?” I said to myself, shaking my head. I began walking down the halls of our school. Oh yeah, hi! I’m Angelea; I’m twelve with curly blonde hair, peachy skin, and dark orange eyes. Nani is my easily freaked older sister. She’s sixteen; I can’t believe she’s older than me. I’m also only half an inch shorter than her!
As I walked I felt a whoosh of air under me and I fell to the ground. I tried to catch myself with my hands but ended with scraping up my hands.
“Ouch.” I said, getting up.
“Are you alright?” a voice asked in front of me. I looked up and there was a boy standing there. He was about two inches taller than me with brown hair and brown eyes. He stared down at me.
“Y-yeah” I said, intimidated by his presence.
“You sure? Your hands are bleeding.” He said, pointing to my hands. They were in fact bleeding.
“Well this sucks!” I said.
“I’ll take you to the nurse.” He offered.
“Whatever.” My way of accepting. He took my hands and held them over my head. “What are you doing?” I asked.
“If you hold your hands over your head it slows the blood flow and helps the bleeding stop.” He explained and started walking. I followed with my hands over my head. Soon we reached a white door with a symbol of a red medical cross on it.
“You can’t miss it.” the boy said, opening the door and looked at me, “you can put your hands down now.” I quickly put them down, embarrassed.
“Thank you.” I said, careful not to meet his eyes as I walked into the nurse’s office. As soon as the door closed I let out a long sigh, “Whoa…”
The room was white; it had a sick bed, a table with two chairs and a clipboard lying on the table. Everything had the unorganized feeling. I glanced around the small room. No one was around. “Hello?” I called into the empty room. Then a woman in a nurse outfit walked out from behind a curtain. I let out a startled shriek; I had thought the curtain was the wall.
“Sorry to startle you.” The nurse apologized; I noticed she had a dainty voice and appearance. She had normal brown hair wrapped up on top of her head and tanish skin. She also had unusual blue eyes that were almost grey.
“It’s alright.” I said “I’m just here with bleeding hands.” The school nurse walked over and gently held my hands in front of her so she could examine them closely.
“Let’s see,” She said “I’ll fix that up.” She went behind the ‘wall curtain’ and came back with some medical stuff. As soon as I saw the medical stuff I got a shiver down my spine and I suddenly for no reason wanted to run away. My heart started pumping as she came close with the medical stuff. But I returned to my normal state when she set them on the table.
She first got one cotton ball, dipped it into some clear liquid from a bottle, and then pressed it onto my hands. I didn’t wince, the pain was completely bearable. Then she got this tan cream and rubbed it over the surface of my cuts, which hurt worse but was still bearable. Finally she wrapped them in some gauze-like stuff for about three minutes.
“You’re good.” She said “that was easy enough.”
“I hope so.” I said. I turned and walked out of the office. As soon as I walked out my eyes flickered to the figure by the wall. I turned and saw it was a boy leaning on the wall with his head down. He had black hair, pale skin, and a smirk.
“Good job, you sensed me and saw me without a flicker of movement from me.” He raised his head and revealed his deep violet eyes. They were hypnotizing. Everything else seemed to melt away, surrounded by blackness and the violet of his eyes that bore into mine and seemed to melt me on the inside. I felt his power taking over. I tried to pull away but ended up only taking a step toward him.
“That’s right.” He said in a soft voice “you love the hypnotoxicating.”


ruby said...

wow that sounds pretty good

Beachbum said...

oooh. intriguing. do you have more written yet?

Jin said...

Finishing Chapter 4 right now, Chapter 2 is posted tomorrow

Beachbum said...

i'll look for it.

Alannah said...

That's interesting! For some strange reason it reminds me of maximum ride, probably cause the kids have powers.

Re to Breaking Dawn cover:
I don't know about the quote. It sounds like something Stephenie or her publisher would put on the covers for the last book. Something confusing that leaves you wondering whats wrong now without really giving anything away.

Rose Mary said...

okay, waiting for something I haven't read yet.

Jin said...

WEE! i'm posting Chapter 2 right now!