FORBIDDEN CH.1 THE MEETING

Friday, November 21, 2008

The bed was shaking like crazy. Why is the bed shaking? I thought to myself. My eyes were heavily filled with sleep. I tried so hard to open them up, but they ignored my action and remained shut. "Eva, Eva! Wake up!" I heard a familiar voice. It was my dad, Jacob. I felt something wet and cold being dumped on me. It was ice water. Now to that my eyes responded and popped open. My body's answer to this was sudden. I felt like I was being thrust in the air when I jumped out of my bed. I was dripping in ice cold water. Jacob was on the floor, laughing his guts out.

"What the hell Dad! Are you trying to put me to death early?" I asked in a sarcastic voice. He got up off the ground, picked up the bucket that was once filled with freezing water, and stalked out of the room. I quickly gathered my things for the bathroom and took a warm shower. After I got ready for school I went downstairs to eat a quick breakfast. As soon as I reached the last step my eyes went wide. I checked the calendar to my left and saw the date. November 13, my birthday. "Dad, I told you not to do this today!" I argued. He still had a huge grin on his face like he hadn't noticed I wasn't happy.

He came up to me and gave me a fatherly hug. I embraced him and then tried to get out of the door as fast as I could. He caught my wrist before I could walk out on him. "Come on, cut me some slack. I went to all this trouble just to make you happy." I grimaced. "Dad, you know that I hate it when people do something for me on my birthday. We can discuss this when I get home, I'm going to miss my bus!" I started walking toward the door when he caught my wrist again. "Dad, I told you," He cut me off and dragged me to the garage. "You are never going to ride the bus again, okay?" He said. I had no idea what he was talking about until he opened the garage door. The third time my eyes went wide today. "Jacob this is unacceptable! A car? What were you thinking, wasting all of this money on me for my eighteenth birthday? I yelled at him so he could tell that I was definitely not happy with what he had gotten me. He put his hands up as if to apologize. "Eva, this car is from Phil. He found a few parts for it in the junkyard and fixed it up for you. He wasted no money on you." I calmed down a little bit.

It was a Suzuki Trooper. Mostly used if you went a lot of camping trips. Phil, my friend from Germantown, knows how much I love to go camping with Jacob. Sometimes he came along, but only if there were news reports of constant bear attacks. I only had fifteen minutes to get to school, so without an argument, I hopped in the car and drove off. As I drove I noticed all the trees' leaves changing colors. I would miss all of this when I went off to college next year. I sighed and noticed that there was a stack of CD's I had burned in the past year on the passenger seat. I picked up the first one and put it in. This was the CD filled with Classical music, mostly piano actually. I knew this one, I Giorni by Ludovico Einaudi. I listened to this when I wanted to calm down.

My birthday, one of the worst days of my life. Today was Friday the Thirteenth; this didn't make me feel any better. No one is going to have more bad luck then me.

I turned into the student parking lot and found the worst parking spot ever. And the bad luck streak begins. There was only five minutes until the bell rang. I rushed to my locker, got all the things I needed, and ran to class. I barely made it before it rang. The room's atmosphere was different. Someone was new, I could just feel it. Who would want to live in Collierville and go to Collierville High? Mr. Ferrel came in and started with a poem, his usual routine. I saw the door handle turn four minutes after class began

I couldn't quite see the face of the person coming through the door. He had a black coat draped over one arm, he wore a light blue button-down shirt, his jeans went down to his ankles, and I estimated that he was about six feet or taller. He walked up to Mr. Ferrel and handed him a piece of paper probably saying that he had just transferred from whatever school he used to go to. Mr. Ferrel took the paper, nodded and pointed at the empty seat to my right. I really hope he isn't a smart show-off, because no one dressed that well over here. He walked over to where the desk was and sat down. He turned his head in my direction and I caught a quick glimpse of his beautiful façade. His features were so remarkable that I thought they put down the wrong guy for sexiest man alive. His brown hair looked almost auburn in the sunlight that was coming in through the window.

It was messy, but good messy. His skin looked smooth, like silk satin. He looked aloof, like he was hiding something that could not be revealed. His eyes looked succinic. They were a perfect shade of amber. They complemented his featured wonderfully. When I looked, I couldn't look away. He was gorgeous. Other than his beauty I sensed something else on his perfect complexion. He was frustrated, angry, and sad.

What happened to this guy to make him that mad?

He turned his head toward the window; he didn't seem to be paying any attention. He was dazed I guessed. After class I ran to tell Amber—the first friend I had made when I moved here—to do something for me. She was right across from me in the hall. I started walking, not paying any attention to what I was doing or where I was going. I bumped into something hard and rock-like. I fell back on my butt. Ouch! What was that? I looked up and saw the new guy staring straight down at me. I couldn't help myself. I looked into his eyes again. They were even more amazing then when I last saw him in English. He crouched down and offered me his hand. Hesitantly, I took it and he effortlessly helped me to my feet. "Thank you for helping me up. I am so sorry I bumped into you. I wasn't watching where I was going." I apologized, trying so hard not to be hypnotized by his gaze. He handed me my books, nodded and then walked away. What was his problem?

I ran up to Amber. "Hey Amber, I need to talk to you for a minute." She nodded and walked away from her conversation. "Hey Evangeline Greene, what do you need to talk to me about?" I turned toward her, thinking if I really should ask her to do this for me. "Amber, you know the new guy, I need you to dig up some information on him. He seems kind of familiar to me, and kind of mysterious. So can you do that for me?" I tried to look innocent but couldn't hold it for long. She nodded and we walked to lunch together.

I had an adrenaline rush just then. I saw him again with four other people. All of them were new. They looked like they were engaged in a conversation. Amber and I sat down at our regular table. Maddison came over just then and started babbling about her day as usual. And also like usual her strawberry blond hair was not anywhere out of place like my dark and curly brown hair always is. Usually I don't pay attention to what she says, but today her selection of gossip interested me. She was talking about the new guy and his little posse. Turns out his posse was consisted of his brothers and sisters. They were all adopted. "They look kind of out of place. Hey Eva, go up to them and say hi or something." Maddison spoke. I glared at her. Everyone knows that when I glare at them, stop talking immediately and stay away from me. Maddison apparently wanted me to hand-carve her grave myself.

Here lies Maddison Baker. Friend, Daughter, and Huge Gossip. Murdered by best friend, Evangeline Greene. That wouldn't look so bad on my permanent record.

Maddison, the most beautiful girl in school, didn't want to be named third most beautiful girl in school. The new guy's two sisters are absolutely gorgeous. One of them had short curly brown hair, her face was free of flaws and when she walked it seemed like she was floating on air. The other one had long straight brunette hair, she looked like she had a natural tan, and she seemed pretty aware of her beauty. That entire table was filled with shockingly beautiful people. The new guy's brothers were also pretty cute. That whole table had descended from heaven.

Just then, Maddison's long-term boyfriend, Michael, sat down beside her. Mike was the quarterback of the football team. The football games were so important—even in middle schools—they held a spirit day whenever they played against the Houston Mustangs. "Hey Eves, what have you been up to? Broken any bones lately?" asked Mike. That was our little joke. I was always so clumsy. I always end up in the hospital with a broken foot or the most common, a broken radius. His mother is my doctor and whenever she gets home she always tells Mike about what happened to me in the emergency room. That is how we became friends. Whenever I needed company in my regular hospital room, he came and talked with me. I was in the hospital so much this summer that I actually got a name plate put over my room.

Everyone knew my name there. "No Mike, I haven't." He chuckled and kissed Maddison. I'm not always so aware of my surroundings, but today I noticed that Amber was way quieter than routine. "Amber, are you okay?" I inquired. Her face lightened up and she started babbling about the new kids. "I know you don't really pay any attention to what Maddison says so I'll tell you what's going on. Okay, so the guy you wanted to know about, his name is Addam. Spelled with two Ds. The girl with the short curly hair is Nicolette, pronounced Nicolay. The girl with the straight hair is Elizabeth. She goes by Elizabeth; only people who are close can call her Lizze, or Liz.

"I don't remember the other two guys' names. You are going to have to meet them to know." I took in all of the information. I saw Addam get up to leave. About half of the junior girls' eyes wandered in his direction. I thought back when I bumped into him earlier. When I hit him, he was rock hard. His skin was pretty warm, like always he looked mysterious, and he didn't even talk to me. He just walked away. Okay, I know that I am not the most beautiful girl on Earth, but isn't it considered rude to walk away from someone like he did? I jumped back into reality when Amber hit the back of my head. "Ouch! What was that for?" I demanded. She shook her head from side to side and made a tsk tsk noise.

I stood up and stalked out of the room. I just remembered that we had twenty minutes of lunch period left. I hadn't even touched my food. I didn't care; so far this day has gone well. No one has wished me a happy birthday and there hasn't been one really bad thing happen to me. I smiled as I walked to me locker to get a few things. I decided to sit out and listen to my iPod for the next twenty minutes. As I was on my way to walk into the woods, I saw something unusual from the corner of my left eye. It was Addam; he was punching someone. Wow, who was it that he had gotten into trouble with on his first day? He was about 100 feet away from me. Instead of ignoring the scene and walking into the woods, masochist me, decided to go see who he was punching. Maybe I could get in between them and get hurt, again, masochist me. I started walking toward him.

When I reached my destination, he was gone. I saw him here just a few seconds ago. How could he just disappear like that? I was amazed when I saw that he vanished without leaving any trace that he was here. Was I hallucinating? I know I saw him here. I was too freaked out to even think about it anymore. I turned around and started walking toward the woods again. What really happened back there? Who was he fighting? I pushed the image to the back of my head and started stumbling toward my tree. My tree because I found it when I first moved here. I always came here when I needed to think. I was hallucinating about a guy that doesn't even talk. A guy who seems naturally angry. Someone who probably lives in angst. I turned my iPod on and went over what I just saw on my way here. Right now I am supposed to be in Biology. We're just reviewing so there was no point in going if I already knew everything. I tried to get the image of Addam fighting with someone I might know out of my head. How could he already get into a fight on his first day of school?

While thinking this, I saw something move in the bushes. Probably a rabbit. I sat down on the ground and rested my head against the tree. I felt a gust of wing brush against my cheeks. True, it was cold, but I liked the cold. I saw something passing through the trees and it suddenly seem like a rabbit. I stood up and started looking around. Whatever I saw was not a bunny. This object was tall and it had skin. I was so determined to know what it was. I started following it deep into the forest. It was too fast. What was it, or who was it? The rattling of the leaves stopped and so did I. I slowly crept to where the figure was standing.

The figure was definitely human. I lifted my hand to tap on the shoulder of the man. He turned around and grabbed my throat with great force. I couldn't breathe anymore. My throat felt clogged; nothing was coming out of it and nothing was coming in. The man pushed me against a tree and lifted me up. He had long dirty blond hair and his entire eye was black; he looked very dangerous. It felt like my eyes were about to pop out of my head. The man now hissed and threw me to the wet, cold ground of the forest floor. I put my hand on my throat as if doing so would make the swelling go down. It was throbbing and I could see stars now. "A little girl to gain power, good enough." The homicidal man spoke and his voice was deep and hypnotic. He grabbed me and started running. I felt like I was on air.

Where was this man taking me? I looked down and we were in the air. I was not in my senses to get out of his grip. I wriggled for freedom. His grip was like iron bars binding me to him. Suddenly, something pushed us both to the ground. I fell about a yard away from the man. My eyes started to drift close, but I tried my best to keep them open. I caught a quick glimpse of what knocked us out of the air. Addam. What was he doing here? Was this the guy he was fighting with in the parking lot? I panicked when the homicide got a hold on Addam. Why did I feel so protective of him? I barely even knew the guy. I tried to lift myself up off the ground to help him. I was pinned back down when the dangerous man got a hold on me. I tried to escape again but the man held me down.

I started gasping for air. The man thrust me up into the air and I landed on my chest with a loud thud. Addam reached my side and pulled me up into his arms. I was in major pain. I think I broke a few more bones. Before Addam started running, I saw him give the homicide a killer stare. When Addam glared at the man, he fell down on his knees screaming bloody murder. It felt very disturbing to look at him like that. "No!" I tried to yell, but nothing but air came out of my mouth. I was burning everywhere. I was in serious pain. I tried to keep my eyes open; they were against me like always. Before my eyes shut, I saw the man fly up into the air and leave. Next thing I knew, I was up in the air with Addam. Everything after that was black.

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