A/N Ok, I'm new to this whole uploading thing so this story might not be very good, I just wanted to see what people might think of one of my furthest going Fan-Fics, and perhaps if it goes well I'll put up some more...The storyline isn't the best I know, but I do these sorta things on the spur of the moment so please RaR to tell me what you think ^_^
'Ha-ha! Try living down there where you belong, freak!' One of the groupie's from Rebecca's little posse yelled as they slammed the weighted metal door shut. Panic arose in Melinda's throat as she heard the heavy bolt sliding on the outside. She pounded on the inner side of the door as she heard them sniggering in their own twisted merriment.
'What are you doing? Let me out!' Slight fear escalated the volume of her voice, but she hoped they would just take it as anger instead.
'Now why would we do something like that?' Rebecca's sly, condescending voice slipped through the crowd.
'Please just stop!' Melinda cried out again. What was with them? Why did they enjoy ruining her life so often? It was like their own personal fulfilment.
'No can do, sorry,' she laid the last word down with thick sarcasm. Melinda refused to back down from them, refused to give them the compliance they wanted. It was as she was pounding on the door again that she heard the footsteps approaching down from the hall, swiftly followed by the stern voice of Mr Sentry, her Biology class teacher. The very class she had come from before Rebecca had ganged up on her like this. She pounded harder, feeling her hands begin to hurt as she felt a kick through the other side of the door, rattling it so hard she recoiled from it.
'What are you girls up to?' Mr Sentry seemed to ask.
'Nothing sir, we were just leaving for practise,' One of the girls, Lauren, piped up, using a fake, innocent tone.
'Good, now, hurry along before your coach wonders where you are,' He said. He seemed oblivious to Melinda's yelling from the other side of the dark room. She was aware that there was no source of light currently on in the room but she was more focused on getting out than worrying about a light switch.
She heard the patter of their feet as they went off to the gymnasium, Mr Sentry left in the opposite direction. Melinda listened intently for a moment, listening for any flicker of a sound that would give away the fact that someone was approaching. But no-one was. So she began to feel around for a light switch now, then hopefully she would find some way of opening the door from this side. She branched further and further away from the door slowly, carefully still reaching out for any source of light that was available. Her fingertips brushed the edge of a torch handle, just out of reach. Just a little closer…She told herself in the darkness.
As she edged just that much more, she felt her foot slip from underneath her. As she tumbled through the darkness, having no idea where or when it would end, she heard a dull thunk as her foot hit the floor first, twisting at an awkward angle as the rest of her followed. As she finally hit the ground to a halt, she felt something sharp tear into her arm with agonizing pain. She felt tears sting her eyes. She had no idea how far down she was. She couldn't see anything around her. And she had no idea how long it would be until someone found her down here. Any flicker of hope in her mind was flickering into darkness with every tear that slipped down her face. She shivered in the cold, hostile area, trying to silently console herself in the dark...