Sorry it is such a long chapter but i needed to get it down so i could plan the next parts.

Chapter 1

My name is Cal. I don't know where I am going. or who I will be, but I know who I am now.

I am walking with my mum back to my apartment in New York. I have lived here all my life. I did not know how fast I would be leaving.

There is a huge lake just on the way down to my apartement. It's so huge that it's tidal.

"It looks incredible tonight. The waves are so powerful for a lake. Yet it calms so fast". I said aloud to my mum.I looked at her.

"Yes I know dear". She replied.

She cuddled me tight. A little to tight but I didn't mind. When she did that I always felt safe I felt closer to dad. My dad died when I was six he was handsome but I am sad to say i cant really remember him. I was always told I looked nothing like my parents. It has been a long running joke at school that I was adopted. I did not mind people saying that.

I waved goodbye to my mum. "Im going for a swim in the lake, I'll see you later, love you,bye".

I cut off path and walked down to the lake It was sunny outside but it was cold too. I ran down to the lake throwing my sandals aside . My long brown hair being carried by the wind behind me. I have always loved going swimming. I was told I had a natural talent for it. I find water refreshing, like it opens up my senses but maybe that was just the ADHD. I began to wade in. However recently every time I have gone swimming I get flashbacks of my past a past I don't remember. It terrifies me to think about it. I was about waist deep now in the ice cold water, when I began to feel dizzy.

"Here it goes again" I said

I turned back to shore then I collapsed in the water, face first.

It came over me like a whiff of freezing air (a vision) I was in London. Visiting the London 2012 Olympics games. I loved watching the Olympic games, anyway it feels important to me, to my past but I don't know why. I had a great seat. A perfect view. The atmosphere was ecstatic. It was the Olympic opening ceremony, but I have never even been to London before now. It simply was incredible.

A few rows in front of me was a huge man that blocked my view, he turned to look at me. He made the hairs on my neck stand up. I turned away but i looked back. Now he was snarling at me, or was he chanting. I tried to pick up what he was saying. It was ancient Greek. I could understand some of it.

I pinched myself but he remained there, but I could swear that he was one seat closer than he had been previously. I turned to my Mum and Dad next to me, but they were not my mum and dad. The women had deep grey eyes like she had seen and knows everything. My dad was dead so who was this imposter. I shuffled in my seat. Trying to get futher away.

"are you alright Cal". She asked me

Now how did she know my name? I decided to concentrate on the 20m voldemort in the middle of the arena. I glanced back at where that creepy dude had been sitting, but he was gone. That creped me out the most, not my new mum and dad but that. Im not intimidated easily as I could stand up to bullies and teachers who had it in for me. He was different

Then he appeared and I mean appeared right in front of me and shouted "tell us" Right in my face. I was terrified I tried to wake myself up.

Why could I understand? I screamed in pure terror and woke up face to face with a very unimpressed life gard. He looked at me like I was rubbish off the streets

."Stop messing around kid we are here to save lives not to waste time on silly pranks."

"Sorry sir, but it was not a prank." I retorted.

He looked at me;"oh really then what did you do, tell me."

"I uh hit my head. I won't do it again". I said sarcastically.

Then I made a run for it. I thought about what I had just seen. It freaked me out, badly. Well I won't be sleeping for weeks I thought. Then it dawned on me he had spoke to me in Ancient Greek and I had understood every word.

I woke up the next day feeling refreshed, to the sound of my mum working in the kitchen downstairs. I sat up in bed and scratched my head. Boy did I need to brush my hair. I started to brush my hair in front of the mirror. It was a nice day outside the sun was shining and there was a cool breeze.

My mum called "breakfast."

I ran downstairs the comb still lodged in my matted hair. I loved my mum her breakfasts were amazing. If you could try them you would know. I had bacon and eggs with pancakes on the side. My favourite. I wolfed it down. I ran back upstairs to continue getting ready, I had school to go to. It sounds nerdy I know but it's true. I had just started at a new school after getting expelled from my last from accidentally flooding the school bathroom. I did not mean to it just happened I don't know why. However I got the blame just as I always do.

I had English today and despite my dyslexia and ADHD. Im doing quite well I hope to get an A in the Exam. I know I can do it I am good at retaining knowledge. I glanced back at the mirror to try and get the comb back out of my hair. I jumped out of my skin because in the reflection I could see an owl. It was perched on my window sill. Recently I have been seeing a lot of owls and I mean a lot. They keep turning up at school, at the park in my bedroom! It was amusing sometimes. I shooed it out my room.

After breakfast I waved good bye to my mum after finally getting ready for school. Hopefully there would be no owls on the bus. I joked to myself. I went to pass my fair over to the driver he looked up and said

"tell us"!

I almost fell over. Mabey I imagined it. I still screamed and fell of the bus though. I got some weird looks but I did not care I got as far away from that bus as possible. I was walking to school now, I needed the exercise anyway. I was so confused I had no idea what it us. Tell who I thought.

I arrived at New York High school. I walked over to meet up with my best friend James. We had made friends instantly. He always said it was instinct. He is always so funny always messing around and happy to be the brunt of any joke. I guess that's why we were such fast friends. He didn't have ADHD or dyslexia but he had got expelled a lot to so we could relate with each other. I could tell him anything. I told him what happend

He was being really annoying. He kept pushing me for answers about him. What did he look like? What did he do? Tell me what did he look like exactly? He kept pressing me with questions it was weird. He always did this, like when I told him about the one eyed man on the tube, or the three headed dog I saw in Florida. I found it odd that he believed me so easily but it was cool of him. He followed me everywhere after I told him. I didn't mind at first but then it got really annoying.

"Your such a sheep, leave me alone"

He got really uptight about it and asked why is being a sheep such an insult. He walked off. I had French next but two hours of French really wears you down. I struggled to read English but French was impossible, the only thing I had any hope of reading was Latin. I guess it's just the way my dyslexia is. I was doing NVQ French me and James called it non valid qualification French. At the end of French I just went to sign out so I could catch the bus on time. I walked down to the bus stop with James. He had forgiven me for calling him a sheep. It was freezing outside. The bus soon arived.

Now I don't know if you have ever caught a bus in down town New York but it's not a lot of fun. It's always full of busy people trying to go to work. James and I only just got a seat. It was hectic. I was nervous about getting on the bus after what had happened. One creepy thing was enough. James got to his stop first. He went to get off then he stopped turned around and told me. It's almost time. I was confused I had no idea what he meant. I guess he was just joking with me. He was like that. However I could not help remembering that guy from my vision.

The next day Mum had work early so she did not wake me up. I was running late I had already got up an hour late. I had barely enough time to get ready. I pulled on my school jumper and walked downstairs to grab my poor burning toast out of the toaster. My tutor was a horrible if we were late. I would expect her to know my name. She has no idea who I am. He never had to do P.E which my tutor found very annoying. Seeing that she was our P.E teacher. He had a doctor's note for his asthma. It made her hate us even more. After tutor I walked over to Latin with James. We both opted to take it James had told me most dyslexic people find it easier doubted that this was the case. I guess I was just ok at Latin.

After this the day went by fast. After Latin I just had to sign out at the office and I was home free. I heard James call me. I turned to see him walk over his rucksack practically falling off his back.

"Do you want to come over to my house"? He asked.

"Cool ok" I replied.

I wanted to avoid the bus anway and if I went over then I could ask him what he meant on the bus the other day. Then it dawned on me that I have never been to his house. We waled to his house it was just five minuets walk. On the way he told me it was a modern apartment. I went inside. It was a nice place; it had big open windows and a great view of the lake. It had a kitchen built into the wall. One sofa and a small bedroom. It was not much but I liked it. It was cosy.

James's parents were away for a year on business. I thought it was a little bit cold to leave him behind, Despite being seventeen. He was kept back a year at school. I asked if he wanted to stay with my family. He declined as he liked his own space. I was cool with that I liked it when my mum left me the house a bit. However leaving him for a year seemed a bit odd. He would never tell me what they were doing when I asked. I didn't want to push him so I just let him be.

We sat down on the sofa to watch some television. We put on the nature channel James favourite. I decided to ask about what he meant on the bus, but I stopped. He looked terrified. I didn't understand why. I glanced at the TV. There was an advert for McDonald's burgers. James was a vegetarian. Are you ok, I asked?

"Yea im fine, I just can't stand those adverts those poor animals".

"Well ok veggie build a bridge and get over it" I said.

He looked at me trying to keep a scowl on his face. He lasted about five seconds before bursting out laughing.

I looked out the window and jumped. Sitting out there was about three or four owls. They were pecking the window so hard I thought it would break. James hadn't noticed yet. I got up to shoo them away but they wouldn't leave. Then I came up with an idea, to get back at James for the bus ride. James turned to look at me just as I opened up the window. They flew straight in and landed all over me. it was weird. They would not leave me alone. All the colour from James's face had drained. He had turned a nasty shade of white. He looked straight at me and said three words.

"Time to go".

I cant remeber what happened after this.

End of Chapter 1

Thankyou for reading this it is my first one if you have any idead just write them in the comment box thingy below. Thankyou.