Warnings! It's my friend Victoria who wrote this story! It's not me! She's to lazy to make her own account so I publish it for her. I will try my hardest to try to push her to write new chapters. She will not update regularly but I mean school. Stuff. She also help me to describe the background in my story "The cruel one". Which means that she writes the background description in the cruel one. I forced her to write a little about the story or something like that. You know like I do now or something like "Please take care of me" or "This is my first fanfiction" or "Review! Just review people!". Also if you review it will be my friend who will answer it.
That's all from me!
/Lovdisa
This was supposed to be a ordinary story but my friend(Lovdisa) forced e to do a fanfiction so here it is. But I think it turned out kind of okay. For more fandome related text read the next chapter, if I finish it. Thank you for reading.
Victoria
P.S.
From Lovdisa. She will finish the next chapter. I will make sure of it.
Prolog
I don't know what I miss the most about my old home. If it was the pale sun in the sky or the high mountains stretching to the clouds. Many people would say their friends or family. I don't. I never had any 'friends' and my only family is my psychologically ill uncle. I hated it. But here I can let those bad memories be blown away with the falling snow. That is why I love it here, you can just walk outside and feel your worries melt away as the snow hits your face. I never want to go back.
I noticed that it's tough living on your own in a new town. I fled from my uncle so i have no support and it is hard to feed for yourself. But it is calm here in Canada, people are more friendly towards me than I expected. I moved to Canada just some weeks before my first year in college. After some struggling i found a job, not really well paid but I like it. I work as a librarian to pay my apartment but I actually love the library. You can sit alone in your own world and people don't find it strange. But tomorrow it is time to start school. How fun. It will probably be the same as always since i lost my parents. People think I am scary because I don't talk to them but at the same time they pity me. I don't want pity. I don't care about other people's pity. Maybe this time it will be different.
The first impression I got from my new school is that it is huge! From the outside it looks like a castle built with stone bricks. It even has a huge forest or garden surrounding the sides and back. There were some people but not so many, I was still early. I was going to classroom eight c on the fourth floor so the classroom at the very top right of the school. It's cold inside with dim lights that lit up the long hallways. Because everything looks the same of course I got lost. I've been wandering for a while now so it was almost time to start school. 'Where am I? Am I even on the right floor.' I found another set of stairs to walk but the hallway above looked just like the one i had left. The bell rang and I gave up all hope on being in time. 'Great first impression you are going to make, you are starting this school by being late!' I ran in a hurry without looking, then a girl came in running around the corner and we crashed. We both fell but the girl was quicker to get up on her feet. "Are you lost? Which classroom are you going to?" I was too confused to talk for a little while before i could squeeze out a little," eight c on the fourth floor." Maybe I was hallucinating but I thought i saw a little happiness in the girl's eyes as she grabbed my hand and said, " Me too," before dragging me along. That was the first time I met my best friend Alex.
Alex is kind of an odd one out just like me so we hang out a lot of the time. She has ADHD so everyone else says she is a "freak". They could not have been more wrong. Yes she is always going on adventures and a lot of times she can get in freak accidents. Then she tells the most amazing stories of greek gods and summer camp with monsters but she is so kind. She is always by my side and stands up for me and fights like a demon if anyone picks on me. She is probably the first friend I really care about.
It's been a couple of weeks now at my school, I guess. It is a ordinary school with gangs so of course I became an outsider with Alex. But it is actually more fun than you can imagine. Nobody's talks to us and everyone picks at us first but we are the best in the entire school at our subjects. We are the nerds because of this but Alex can smart-talk even teachers and she even knows ancient greek fluently. But even if she could belong somewhere else she chose to stay with me and protect me from the bullies.
But this also means we hang out a lot after school, Alex and I have our own place close to the school. There is a forest with huge trees and a mountain, if you climb on top of it you can see the entire school and we have egen foundation the perfect tree. If you climb up this tree you come to a litle platform in the mountain where you can sit and never be seen by anyone below. from there you can see the roads and all the people walking through their ordinary lives. but today it wasn't going to be as ordinary.
We had been released a bit earlier than the rest of the class because our teacher had an important meeting to get to. Alex is in the same class as me so she jumped out of her chair and dragged me through the door. She is so fast so I almost fell down the stairs following her. Fortunately for me she noticed this and jumped down the rest. But when we got to the doors of the schools I finally got a headstart and we raced for the forest. If you have ever tried to run at full speed in a dense forest up a mountain you know how hard it can be. It was hard enough just to run and avoid all the roots sticking up to grab my feet. It wasn't easier with a racing girl, hair like a bees nest in the wind, screaming that I couldn't get away from her. Alex likes to think everything's a competition and she will use many means to win like trying to intimidate whoever she is after. The adrenaline pumping through me helped me race just a bit faster so when I arrived at the wines i use to climb to the top I had a head start. But just when I thought I had won for the first time in forever I felt someone grab my foot and janked me down with all their might. I tried to hold on but fell, it wasn't a hard fall, and when I looked up Alex was standing almost at the top smiling down before the took the final heave up on the ledge.
It was just another cosy day after school, Alex and I loved going to this spot and having picnic and studying after school. It was worthless trying to study in the school because then everybody liked to play the 'who can steal most of their homework game'. But today was a bit special. As we tried to study the art of triangles a scream pierced the sound of the streets followed by silence. I jumped up and tried to see what was going on but I couldn't see a single car or person out of place. Alex stood beside me and suddenly she screamed,"There! They are.. they are kidnapping her." I looked at her to see what to do but she just stood there frozen. I didn't know what to do, what are you supposed to do when your classmates are getting kidnapped. So I shook Alex and asked, "where!" She looked kind of sad strangely but pointed her finger at a van standing nearby the school gates with a man struggling to get a girl in the back.
I ran. Probably even faster then when Alex was chasing me before because a life was now on the line. What would I do when I got there? A tiny, scrawny teenager against a muscular man was not really a fair match. Would I just stand there and go " stop my dear sir, don't you know you can't kidnap people in this area. Please proceed to the next school." I don't know what I should do but I ran so fast I could , dodging the trees and stones in my path, racing back towards the school. The worrying part was that now the girl had stopped screaming, maybe she had fainted. I tried to run faster but when I got out of the forest the only thing I saw was the back of the van racing away from me. What did I do, well i took up my phone of course. I first felt stupid for just taking photos at the van but maybe it could help the police to find her. But the man in the van, I could have sweared he saw me and probably the scared face of Alex coming from behind me down the slope before he drove out of sight. We just stood there for two idiots for a long time before we decided we should probably go to the police with my phone.
We both had our bikes at school so we decided that was the fastest way. It was hard to concentrate on biking when you had just seen a girl kidnapped. I guess I spaced out a bit, I almost got hit by a car but Alex woke me up by screaming my name so I lived. The police station is a little building not far from the school so it was a short ride only about five minutes on the road. When we got there we ran up to the counter panting and the lady looked at us for a while before asking,"What is your business here?" I was so tired Alex started speaking."We have a photo of the car that kidnapped our classmate. You need to save her! 'Calm down now. What is your name?''My name is Alex Smith." The lady looked like she was doubting that but she continued to write. "We need to speak to someone, I think we caught the licence plate on the photo. " We were sent ahead to the waiting room, it was almost completely empty except for one person in the far left corner. He was a grown man with a hat covering most of his face but he was reading the newspaper intensely so he didn't look at us. He looked strangely like someone I've met before but I couldn't remember who. I just remembered the scar, a white line going over his left hand.
It didn't take so long before someone called,"Alex Smith, welcome to follow me."It was a tall woman in uniform with a strict language , her hair in a tight knot and piercing, brown eyes. Walking behind her we passed a corridor with a door open to an office. It looked like they were having a meeting about a person they'd hung up a photo of on a big board in the middle of the room. I've never been in a police office before so this was really exciting and new. But I couldn't hang around for so long because a pair of piercing, brown eyes were following my every step. We arrived to a huge room with clinically white walls and a single table in the middle with four chairs stacked in one corner. "Take a chair and sit down." She was the kind of person you just wanted to follow. We sat down and then the interrogation started. I don't remember the most of the questions now in hindsight but I remember there were loads of them about where, with who and how. Then it was over, there was nothing left to do except go home and start again tomorrow like nothing special had happened.
The next day everything went back to normal. Some people were standing talking ominously about a girl being kidnapped from the school but nobody seemed to care that much. I didn't know this girl either before yesterday, she had been like a ghost. But after some hours I forgot about her too. Then the day had ended and Alex was once again trying to kill me by dragging me down the stairs. We went up the hill like always but this time we sat there quietly for a moment, a silent minute for the poor girl we tried to save. "what do you think will happen with her? Do you think they will harm her?" I looked at Alex seeing the honest concern and guilt she felt and tried to come up with a good answer. "I hope not, but honestly I have no idea."We didn't sit there long. None of us wanted the reminder that we hadn't been able to save her. We lived in the same direction so we biked together. In a desperate try to lift our spirits I decided we were going to have a picnic this evening in the central park out on the mountain in the outskirts of town. Luckily Alex loves picnics so she couldn't refuse. "When do you think we should start, maybe half past seven so we could see the stars.''That sounds great, I'll bring dinner because I'm worried you will burn you house down if you try to cook like you did in school.''Hey!''Sorry." We both laughed and then we said goodbye until later.
I was in charge of the cooking so I made a delicious pasta carbonara with bacon and eggs and a little of basil. Alex is dangerous when cooking, she can even set bacon on fire and then she tried to pour water on it. But she loved my cooking, I had time to train because I always cooked my own food since I escaped. But I don't mind at all, it is just a lot of fun and you can relax while cooking.
I had a lot of time to spare after cooking so I studied as I always do, I have to study or my grades will drop. But the time flew by and most of it I had used just to think about what I should say to Alex. At first she was just my friend I thought but I realised she is worth so much more. She is my world right now, she is the reason why I am still alive. But of course she didn't know about it, I've learned to hide my feelings for a long long time. So when I looked at the clock and realise that I had to hurry if I was going to make it in time I had done nothing. I ran down the stairs with a picnic basket and got on my bike but I still arrived at the cliff some minutes too late. She sat there with her raven hair flowing over her shoulders and looked like an angel but I had to ignore that and look normal.
Alex loved my food, you can easily tell by the fact that she gobbled her portion of it so fast it got stuck in her throat. But I couldn't help but laugh. This is the prettiest place in the town, especially at night because here there aren't any lights so you can see the most beautiful stars. It's not really as beautiful and romantic in the middle of a food fight but still. We sat there for a long time just laughing and talking. It was probably one of the best days of my life. It was starting to get chilly so we prepared to go home when it started to snow. Both Alex and I love the snow so we instantly started to sing a very out of tune"merry christmas". It felt like it was too good to be true when I looked over at Alex seeing her smile right before she threw a snowball in my face. It didn't think this would be the last time.
After a snow fight where I was horribly defeated in with the scores six-one hits for Alex we started to go home. The snow was still falling but now it was late, around eight o'clock, so the stars was starting to show. We had to go different ways but I decided I should follow Alex home so she couldn't be kidnapped. She only laughed and said I was paranoid but I wouldn't forgive myself if she was hurt so I followed anyway. The air was so chill you could see your own breath. I tried to be casual but I had to speak my mind soon, I had decided this evening I had to at least know if she liked me too. There is always a chance right. I stopped, in the middle of the road. Alex looked kind of confused but she also stopped., "What's wrong, why are you stopping in this cold?''I thought you mi-might be cold, so I just wanted to give my scarf." She looked so confused, maybe I had overdone it? "Okay, won't you be cold?''No I'm fine but thanks." It was a little bit awkward but I hope it would be okay.
As we separated everything went wrong. I started walking away back to my own apartment and just as I turned around to wave goodbye I saw it. How could I have missed a van creeping up on us in the background. It was almost right behind her, I had to do something. My body went on autopilot and ran. Would I get there in time? Could I save her or would I be to blame for her death, not being able to save her. The van was going to hit her so soon so I just jumped, grabbing her and putting myself around like a protective shield. Then it slammed into me with such a force i felt like I was being pushed out of my body. I could hear my spine breaking and my lungs deflating. A scream tried to push beyond my shivering lips but i bit down until I could feel the blood and succeeded not to scream. The pain was excruciating like everything in my body was set on fire and broken. Then the van drove away into the distant. I could still see a blurry landscape ahead of me and feel the pain but I had to find out if I succeeded before I surrendered to the black blanket smothering me. Then I heard a sob, I looked down on Alex and saw she was alive, some bruises but alive. I'm dying I'm really dying. So this is how it feels. I hugged Alex as tight as my broken arms could handle before giving up to the comfort of dying. Goodbye…
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It was hard for Alex to lose her only friend. She was deathly afraid of being alone like she had been most of her life. Now she was alone again. But the loneliness was shattered by guilt and sadness when she stepped out the car and looked at the family grieving her best friend. She was the reason their dear child had died and she was unable to change that in any way. The sky was grey and cloudy, like a reflection of everybody's mood right now. Maybe you could have saved your best friend if you'd tried. Look now at the coffin and see what you've done. Alex knew that it wasn't like that but she couldn't stop herself from taking all the blame. She stood beside the coffin hearing the priest talk something in the background about 'From earth we come, to the earth we shall go back.' But she didn't listen anymore. She couldn't even feel sad anymore, she was just empty. Like a black hole sucking every emotion she tried to feel was right behind her shoulder every step she took. Black. Everything was either gray or black in a blur of tears. Nothing seemed real, like a nightmare. I hope I wake up soon. When it was her time to step up and say goodbye she was so empty she almost didn't have anything left to say.
"It is hard seeing your best friend die, it is even harder when your best friend died to save your life. I am forever grateful because I am still standing because of that bravery and kindness . I," she choked on her tears trying to sound brave and all but the tears were coming up. Get yourself together Alex!"I was always alone before someone stumbled and tripped on me literally. But I will forever remember when I look up at the stars that that person showed me, the stars whose story I only remember by those words. I will always remember my best friend as the star who saved my life." She stepped down not looking at the crowd sniffled because she didn't want them to see the tears in her eyes or hear the sobbing.
She couldn't stand this anymore, all this sadness felt like it was sapping the life out of her. She ran but not very far before she fell to her knew crying louder than ever before. She didn't even care if everybody would see her she just cried. But after a while she was to exhausted to continue crying she turned around and laid down on her back looking up to the skies. It was one of the most beautiful starry skies she had probably seen in her entire life. But as she continued to look up at the stars the only thing she could think about was a smile brighter than the sun. When she felt something dripping down her face she thought she had started to cry again but when she looked up to the still starry sky she saw snow falling down. She could only smile, it felt like this was the perfect day , no clouds anymore yet snow. Real hot tears blended with the molten snow on her cheeks. But when she stood up to walk back to the crowd she was surprised. On her right a figure as tall as a person stood slightly glistering but mostly see through like a ghost. She stood still and realised she couldn't move and continued looking, like her sight was glued, on the spirit. Then right before fading Alex swore she could see a smile on it's face, bright as the sun and heard a whisper like the wind. "The stars say hello and I have to say good bye. Farewell my dear Alex." It was hard to hear the last words because they faded so fast but Alex heard them and knew who had said it.
Looking up to the sky, tears falling down her cheeks like a flood, Alex smiled and said:
"I will remember your bright smile in the sun and your laugh in the stars. So farewell my friend."
And if she would have listened really closely after that she would have heard a slight whisper like the wind. "For me the only star in the sky was you my dear."But she didn't know that this would not be the last time they met, maybe some people would call it coincidence that two people constantly needed each other to survive. But we half-bloods know better, we call it fate. Alex last thought was "If those old ladies are smiling right now I'll kill them myself."