This is a random book fic. It's based on the House of Night novels. This one is Stevie Rae's story of how she was marked. Please review.
I was taking a walk next to the river near my house. Every few minutes I could swear someone was behind me. But, whenever I threw a quick toss over my shoulder to check no one was there. I took out my i-pod and started to listen to some Kenny Chesney. My head started to ache. I unpluged my i-pod but my head never stopped hurting. I got really choughy and started to feel sick. Plopping my self down on the soft grass I screamed, the pain wouldn't go away. A guy came out of the trees. I had no clue who he was but he said nothing. Instead hen mumbled some words that I couldn't understand. Then he pointed a long, bony, finger at me. I felt a buzzing pain in my head.
"You have been Marked." he said quietly. Then he walked away.
I ran back to my house. I needed my mama and my daddy. The screen porch door creaked as I sneaked in. My mama was in the kitchen fixing my daddy and me some supper.
"Mama."
"Yes Stevie."
When she said my name I started to cry. The words clogged my throat. I couldn't tell her. I ran to my room and slammed the door. Mama came up.
"What's wrong baby girl." she asked as she opened the door.
"Notin mama." I said, my voice muffed under the pillow trying to hide my face.
"Get your face your face out from under your pillow. I can't hear a word your sayin."
" Yes Mama."
"Now what what as it you wanted to say."
"I forgot."
"Stevie."
"Fine."
And I turned my head so my mama could see the cresent moon outline tattoed in a saphire blue on my forehead.
"Ohmygoodness. Steive Rae what did you do."
"Nothin Mama. I was marked. I have to move into the House of Night. And even then I still might not make it."
"It's going to be okay baby. Don't cry. We'll get you all packed up. I fixed your favorite."
"Fried chicken and mashed potatoes. You aint fry never stuff. Unless you have to."
"I know that."
"Thank you."
After dinner my mama helped me pack up my stuff and we moved to my new home. I've lived there for a while. Now I got a new roomie. I hope she likes me.