Never Alone
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Chapter 1- A New Beginning
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I had never believed in magic.
I had never believed in ghosts or spirits or psycic energy.
I would always hear stories of UFO sightings, of malovent spirits tormenting a family, of crop circles mysteriously appearing over night, of demons and monsters that stalk the streets when the sun goes down, but I had never believed.
Then I moved to America, the small town of Ipswitch in Massachusetts to be precise, here I attended Spenser Academy.
Here I met the Sons of Ipswitch.
Here I started to believe.
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Creepy. That was my first thought as I looked over the dark, looming building that would serve as my new school and home until I graduated.
The towering structure was made of old red brick and looked ready to crumble at the slightest touch, thick wooden window frames were painted a blinding white making the windows inside seem darker, like sunken eyes, watching, it was forboding and strange but at the same time the laughing students in identical uniforms running towards the large, stone entrance to escape the fine drizzle made the school seem oddly welcoming. This however did nothing to calm my nerves.
The school could have been painted pink and the sun could have be shining and I would still feel like this, it may have helped just a little though if it were pink, but it wasn't, and the sun, no matter how much I had wished for it, had not come out for the past four days, a thick rolling mist now wrapped around my feet covering the ground immediatley near me.
I shivered and wrapped my arms around myself hoping to ease the chill on my arms just a little and not managing to do so.
My black unifrom skirt hardly reaching my knees and my dark socks stopping just under them, leaving them exposed, goosepimples rising on every part of me that was not covered.
I took a deep, filling breath.
It was either, stand out here in the cold, cocooned by the swirling mist which slowly but surely covered the school like a white blanket before my eyes, or go inside, find my first lesson and face the many pairs of eyes that would be focused on the new girl from England.
The new girl who was just a tad too tall, her eyes a blue that stood out before the rest of her relatively plain face, her hair a little too white to be called blond, with a little bit more flesh so she could not be called skinny, neither could she be called fat.
The new girl who had a British accent who didn't understand what half of the words the students used around campus even meant.
I took a tentative step forward, barely able to see the building ahead of me and again considered turning and running back to my dorm, my roomate Clarissa who was actually quite nice, would be in class so I would have nowone to answer to.
No.
It wasn't exactly a long term idea, or even a good idea, no matter what I needed an education!
"Catch you later baby boy!" I heard a laughing voice say from somewhere to my right, I turned towards it, suddenly noticing that I could hardly see a hand in front of my face now, shocked at how quickly the mist had thickened.
How long had I been stood here?
Hours it seemed.
"Give me back my keys Garwin!" another, higher pitched voice cried from the same area.
I took a step that way, maybe if I saw them I could follow them to the school, getting lost in mist didn't seem like a good thing, I hadn't even known it was possible until now, maybe if they were nice I could t...
"OW!" I cried as a thin body slammed into me sideways almost knocking me to the ground, I stumbled and managed to regain my balance, looking up to see a mop of blonde hair rising, I suppressed a giggle as I realised that the boy had fallen.
"Garwin wait up!" the other boy cried running through the mist, his eyes widening as he saw his freind standing up, mud splattering his trousers and open white shirt, his loose tie billowing behind him as the wind picked up, sending my hair into my face and eyes.
The blonde whipped his head around to his freind and then back to me, his eyebrows knitting together in a scowl.
"Watch where you're going!" He said gruffly, shoving his hands into his pockets, which I noticed too had mud on them, and stalking away.
My moutch gaped open.
What in the world?
He had ran into me and he...
"Sorry, about him" the other boy said timidly, his eyes fixed on a particularly interesting piece of ground by my feet.
I couldn't really see him because his head was down but he had chocolate brown hair and the same colour eyes that flickered to me when I didn't reply right away.
"Right," I said a smile pulling on my lips, after all it wasn't this boys fault "It's fine"
"He stole my keys." the kid said, as if I needed some kind of explanation of their behaviour.
"It's fine," I repeated " Im Kelly Hart" I extended my hand towards him.
He hesitated then took it lightly and said "Tyler Simms"
"Do you know where English is?" I asked after a moment of rather akward silence in which he looked at anything but me.
"Yeah, I'm in there next, I can take you" he said, turning abruptly and motioning for me to follow him.
I sighed and obliged.
This was going to be a long day.
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Hey guys, this is my first story so please Reveiw and let me know what you think.
Big thanks to my sister Hollie =D
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