AN: The main characters name in this is Mei and you pronounce it like my. Ok? Also this is my first story so please review tell me what you think I don't care if you love it or hate it, tell me what you think. Oooh I'm excited!
Disclaimer: None of the characters or places from Tamora Pierces books are mine, obviously. Gabriel is and so is Mei and all the other people that aren't from the books.
I sigh, "Great, S.O.S.E is next" I say looking up from the back of my diary, where my timetable is pasted." Yeah, great, 45 minutes of pure joy with Mr. Blythe" my friend Lana exclaims sarcastically. "Well, you never know, maybe we will do something fun today?" I ask hopefully. "Don't bet on it Mei 'cause if you do I'll win", Lana says, always the voice of reason. We continue walking down the concrete pavement, weaving between the other students hurrying to their next class, and get to line just as Mr. Blythe is ushering the rest of 8B into class. We take a seat at the back of the classroom where Mr Blythe's saliva, which tends to leave his mouth when he is excitable, hopefully won't reach us.
I glance at my watch. It tells me there is only ten minutes left until the end of the period. With only one question left to answer, I put my head back down and prepare to write the answer to 12 b) but suddenly a bright, white light floods the room for a second then it's gone and I slowly raise my head to look at the front of the room where a guy with black hair down to his shoulders with light green eyes is standing. There is a space behind him where the whiteboard should be but instead there is only darkness. I return my gaze back to the boy and take the rest of him in. He is wearing a white shirt with a red tunic over the top with brown leggings underneath the tunic and black knee high boots over the top of the leggings. He looks like a noble from the textbook in front of me. I glance down at the textbook. Exactly like a noble, I think to myself. I look around at the rest of the students in the class thinking I might be imagining him but he seems to be real judging by the faces on everyone. They are all just staring at the guy with their mouths wide open, obviously trying to figure out if this is some kind of a joke. I'm thinking the same thing. Where the hell did this guy come from, I think to myself. I look back at the boy and see that he is glancing around, looking at all our faces but he doesn't seem in the least bit surprised at having suddenly turned up looking like he's from the 6th century instead of the 21st. I think it has to be a joke, otherwise how could he be so calm? Not to mention any other possibility is impossible. I look back at the boy and am startled to see he is staring at me. He strides up between the rows of tables towards me and when he reaches me he gazes at my face a second as if checking I am who he thinks I am. Then, suddenly, he grabs my wrist and yanks me up and out of my chair and then proceeds to pull me back down the aisle towards to black holey thingy. I try to pull back on him but he is surprisingly strong and just grips my wrist tighter as he pulls me through the hole, into the darkness.
Ok it's slow to start but there is more next chapter. So please review tell me what you think of it.