"Anna, wake up!" a loud voice shouted at me as I was bombarded with a pillow.
"What is it Lucy?" I responded clearing my sticky blonde hair out of my face.
Lucy was my best friend ever since kindergarten. Lucy was also ridiculously gorgeous. (That got on my nerves more times than I care to admit.) At the moment we were roommates at the worst place on earth, Wellington Boarding School for Exceptional Kids. Let me just tell you, it wasn't the classes I minded (I actually did pretty well in those), it was the other students, but I`ll get into that later.
"The school is on fire!" Lucy yelled.
"It was probably one of the bratty kids that burnt their toast again" Well, I guess I`ll explain now, they were bratty, spoiled, obnoxious kids with parents that paid thousands of dollars to ship them away to Boarding School hell. Not that my parents, or should I say parent, were any better. He sent me to this place just because he was sick of me.
"No, the school is actually on fire, come look!"
I got out of bed and proceeded to walk over to the window.
"Lucy, I`m sure the school isn't actually on fi-" Or maybe it was… The entire school building, that was separate from the dorms, was engulfed in flames.
"Lucy, we have to get out of here and tell one of the teachers!" I yelled.
"Who are we going to tell at 3:00am in the morning that half the school is on fire? And who is actually going to believe us?" Lucy said.
"We can go to Mr. Cure, he`ll believe us." I suggested.
Mr. Cure was about the coolest teacher you could meet, not counting the fact that he was paralyzed from the waist down, and rode around in a pretty sick wheelchair.
"Alright, let`s go." She said.
We sprinted down the halls, passing the sleeping security guard that was supposed to keep the girls away from the boy's dorm. I started to wonder if we were the only ones who noticed the flames, I mean that's not really something you missed… Other than the Security guard`s snoring, the halls seemed eerily quiet.
We finally got to Mr. Cure`s room and knocked on the door. No answer. We knocked again. No answer.
"He has to be here!" Lucy yelled with a shaky voice. I didn't realize how scared she was until now.
"Its fine Lucy, don't worry. Let`s try to wake up some of the other boys in this hallway. Maybe they`ll know where Mr. Cure is." I said.
She sniffed.
"Okay." She finally said.
At least 5 minutes later we had tried about 10 boy`s door and none of them answered.
"Lucy, I think everyone left…"
"That can`t be possible! Why would they just leave?" Lucy said. She started to cry.
"Let`s try to break into Mr. Cure`s room. We might find something useful in there." I suggested trying to calm her down.
"Okay… Here, use my bobby pin to pick the lock" Lucy said.
I took the bobby pin and in under 30 seconds we were in Mr. Cure`s room.
His room, wasn`t exactly how I imagined a teacher`s room to look like… There were tin cans everywhere and broken furniture. But, the strangest thing was Mr. Cure`s wheelchair sitting in the corner.
"Anna, if Mr. Cure isn't here, why is his wheelchair?" Lucy asked.
I didn't have time to respond because just then the security guard in the hallway busted into the room.
"Don't worry, I've got this." I whispered to Lucy.
"Mr. Security Guard, listen, my friend and I were just looking for-"
"Demigod, you will never fulfil the prophecy!" He shouted.
"Look, dude, I have no idea what you`re talking about but if you're going to bust us could you just do it know." I said.
Just then he didn't look so much like a security guard anymore, suddenly he was a beast with at least 30 eyes covering his entire body.
I heard Lucy whimper.
"You will never fulfil your prophecy because I will kill you first!" he said.
Then he charged, not at me, but at Lucy. But right before he could lay a hand on Lucy, a knife impaled him.
"You girls need to come with me." It was Mr. Cure! Except it wasn't… He was standing up! And he had big furry goat legs… He held the knife he had just used to kill whatever that thing was.
"Mr. Cure what was that thing?!" This time it was Lucy to speak up.
"Yeah, and why is half of you a goat?!" I added.
"No time to explain" He said. "I must get you to camp."