Rhia
Chapter One
It was the night before the last day of school, and I was marching around the room playing my flute.
"You are hurting my ears!" my five year old sister whined.
"Don't you have any soft concert music?! And are you sure you even have an exam in Band?" my father queried and ran his fingers through his hair.
"Yeah, I think so." I played my last song and then I cleaned my flute until it gleamed, then I stuffed it into its case and left to go to my room.
I glanced at my CLUE books that I was supposed to be studying for exams. I shrugged and tossed them into the back of my closet. I flopped down on my bed and worried…..about exams.
That night I had a nightmare of my band teacher beating me with my flute. Hope that doesn't happen.
I woke up screaming.
"What is it?" my brother rushed into my room.
"No, I'm fine." I shuddered and shook out my blankets.
"Spiders?" Alex asked.
"Yeah." I'd been having nightmares about spiders ever since my Uncle Will got bitten to death by Black Widows. Creepy, huh?
I yawned and got out of my bed. I changed into a pair of skinny jeans, even though we weren't allowed to wear jeans, and a tight black shirt. Then I temporarily dyed my hair red. Since it was the last day I really didn't care about anything.
I grabbed a pop tart and hopped in the car to go off to school. When I got to the classroom all my friends had their hair dyed too. My teacher slammed a blue book down on my desk and told us we had three hours to complete the test. The exam-the one I should have studied for was now sitting on my desk with the answer sheet empty. As I reached for my pencil the lights flickered and went off. I screamed and scrambled around for my purse. Typical.
"Rhia, if we die I want you to know that I love you!" my boyfriend Logan said.
"I love you too!" I said in the dim light. Then I saw him pull out something shiny and slip it onto my wrist. Then Logan started to say something and we heard it.
The window broke with a loud bang. A shard of glass lodged itself into my leg and I shrieked in pain.
"Earthquake my teacher bellowed steadying herself on her desk. We all screamed and crawled under our desks. It seemed like hours of dust falling, things landing on our tables and screams. But it was only really ten minutes of blackness. Soon the dust cleared and we all emerged out from under our desks. I picked up my flute case and dusted it off.
Then water rushed through the window. I can't swim I thought! Then in the darkness Logan slipped out of my hand.
Everything went black.