Author's Note: Hey peoples! Its your novice writer, '1st female scarlet runner'! I just wanted to say, "Thank you guys for all your comments and follows on my first BMWW story and first story ever, 'My Sun and Stars'! Thank you so much for taking the time to read it, but right now, I just started a new story (this one), and I really wanted to get my idea out there.
But don't worry, I didn't forget about my first one, I'm working on the new chapter as we speak!
Right now, I've really taken off with this story because ideas are flying around! It is also my first third person POV, I haven't really written in this perspective because I guess I never really taken interest in it, especially since I want to feel like I AM the character. People have been saying that first person POV is very slow, so they would prefer third person.
So here it is, my first third person POV, if there is any confusement, or anything, please, comment!
If you're like me and hate reading author's notes, then you can skip it, so on with the story!
"Katherine Summers, what do you think you're doing young lady?"
A girl with light brown hair that flows down to the small of her back turns around from her work to see a fairly handsome young man standing tall and staring at her with attitude.
"I thought you promised me that we'd go out to town today to try that new burger place that is really, really good." He complained with a pout on his face.
"Eric… I have finals next week and I'm working on the biggest project of my life! Can I please have just a little time…? I'm really sorry that I can't go, though… I promise you, after finals we'll go." She smiles at him genuinely, her eyes shinning, reflecting the fire that was burning from the lab table.
He could never resist that look, "Mmmm… FINE," he said exasperated, reluctant to give in, but yet inviting it. "But you have to double-triple-quadruple promise me!" He said with a sly grin halving his face. He pointed his finger accusingly at her, just inches from poking her nose.
She held back a smile that was itching to crawl onto her face. She always loved how he used that phrase like he knew how it was the only way to convince her of doing something, something she didn't want to.
They stood there for a moment, just staring each other down until Eric broke the silence and poked Katherine's nose, "Well Kat," he smirked playfully at her, "see ya tomorrow during homeroom!" With the last word, he walked off with way too much sway to his hips.
Katherine knew that he was too good of a friend for her, she couldn't resist the fact that sometimes, she was attracted to him. The thought sent shivers down her back.
She watched him leave hearing the lab doors close behind him. She turned her attention back to her project, looking down at the test tubes that were labeled and placed carefully on a rack.
She examined the test tube placed on top of the open fire, quickly taking a sample from it. Placing a drop of the fluid on a empty slide, she puts it under a microscope.
Examining the fluid, she sees what she's been waiting to see for the past two years, a successful duplication of the liquid used during the WWII era. It was first used by the Japanese, an aid in health, strength, and stamina.
She remembered well of the day she broke into the nearby college, Avrill University, and stole a sample of the AP, also known as the 'Apocalypse'.
Taking a drop from a 'tester' she created, she placed it carefully into the tube of the successfully cloned AP.
It hissed and sizzled, then went 'Pop!'
She quickly took a sample from the tube and placed it into a new slide, ejecting the old on in the microscope and placing the new one in.
Katherine knew that after almost two years of excruciating hard work, she has finally found a way to duplicate the AP. The thought made her beam with excitement.
She went through the same prep process to make another sample of the duplicated AP and placed it into a sanitized test tube.
'One would be enough.' She thought and placed it into a cooler.
Being the last one at the Avrill High has its ups. She loved peace and quite. And packing up after a long day of successful hard work was a good way to end.
Walking up the stairs to her small apartment in the more unwelcoming part of town, she sees couple of her 'neighbors' smoking pot.
They stared at her with a disgusting smirk on their face. She knew she could take them out, and they knew it too. Her first run in with them cost their arms, legs, ability to reproduce, and mostly, their pride.
She squinted her eyes ever so slightly, but enough to give them a warning. They quickly looked away and continued smoking that poison.
Grabbing the keys to her door from her backpack, she unlocked the door without rush and entered her one bedroom, one bath, apartment.
Tossing the bag by the small couch, she walked to the undersized kitchen and placed the cooler into the fridge.
The day was long and she was tired, she plopped herself on the couch and stared at the ceiling.
She didn't care if her eyelids felt heavy and she closed them without hesitation.
The sun lit the small living room beaming down on Katherine's face. She stirred, and rubbed her eyes before remembering that today was a Friday.
With that thought, she flew into an upright position looking at the wall above the hallway. The clock read 8:30. She was 30 minutes late for school.
"Shit…" she hissed under her breath while running to her bedroom just down the short hallway into her small bedroom quickly changing out of the clothes she wore yesterday and slept in.
Quickly running back into the main room grabbing her backpack by the foot of the couch, she remembered to grab the cooler from the fridge.
Running to the door, she locks it from the inside and closes it behind her while she flies down the steps and quickly down the street on her way to Avrill High.
Already absent for homeroom, she runs down the hallway of her school to her first class.
Shoving the door open with her free hand, she bursts through, exhausted.
"Katherine Summers, you better have a damn good reason why you're late…" the teacher turns her attention away from the beat up chalk board to the best student she's ever had.
"I'm sorry Mrs. Pitcul. Got caught up with the parents." She mumbled, quickly making her way to the empty seat next to her best friend since first grade.
As Mrs. Pitcul waits until Katherine sits down at her seat before returning to lecturing the class, Eric gives her a face of rebuke, confusement , and worry.
She doesn't look him in the eyes.
"Psst…" He poked her with his pencil, flashing a bright white smile at her. "Hey Kat, did you get the new issue of 'The Justice League'?" Eric whispered quietly without taking his eyes off his notes.
'Either he's trying to strike a nerve or going to get us in trouble,' Katherine thought with much abhorrence.
One major reason why she was friends with Eric was because of their love for comics, especially 'The Justice League' and mostly anything related to DC Comics.
Though she would never admit it to anyone else but him, the characters inspired her to work harder during school, driving herself to hopefully be as good of a detective as Bruce Wayne or Batman in the comics. She wanted to be good in all aspects of science like Wally West, The Flash. Be as noble and brave like Wonder Woman, as strong willed as The Green Lantern, and mostly, as powerful as Superman.
This bio class was far too easy for her level of knowledge. She must have dazed off for it happened to be the end of class. Either that or she just missed an entire hour of her first class and had only fifteen minutes left.
As the bell rang outside the classroom door, all the students started to pack their bags and make their way to their next class.
Katherine gathered her belongings and walked the total opposite direction of English class with Mr. Bethune.
"Kat, English is that way," Eric grabbed her elbow and nodded his head down the hall.
"I'm not going," she said blankly, hoping that he'd understand and leave her be.
"Kat, please, you're such a great student, I'd hate to see you kicked out of another school just because you're working on a small project. Come to the rest of your classes and keep your GPA at a minimum of 2.8." He was already past the point of begging.
She could feel the rage bubbling in her when he said 'small project'. Of all the people she knows, he should be the one who understands that this was no ordinary project. This project is going to change her life for the better. It took her two years of constant dedication and being kicked out of three high schools because she couldn't keep her GPA above a 2.0 average.
It wasn't that she's a bad student, she's an exceptional student, but she knew that all her hard work and time was put into doing this project.
She debated whether she should just drop out of school in general, it would be quite an accomplishment, being the most brilliant high school drop out.
"Eric, let me go." Katherine growled at him.
The only thing that changed the tone in her voice was the look on his face. The look that was unreadable, incomprehensible.
"Please understand Eric, I need to do this." She tugged her arm free of his grasp and left him staring wide-eyed at her as she turned away and briskly walked down toward the lab room.
Ok guys, I hope that wasn't too boring, don't worry, it gets better!
BTW, I'm also thinking about writing a oneshot for BMWW. Comment about what you guys think!