Part One

The Rebal

Chapter One

Gregor just didn't want to get up this morning. It didn't matter if it was his football meet today or a band concert, he just didn't want to get up. 'If I need to go to school, then the floor shalls't take me!' he thought. And so, he fell out of bed with a thump. He layed there for a minute, taking the pain in all at once. "Stupid floor..." he muttered aloud. He soon got up and went to his closet.

"Which one will I wear today?" he asked himself. "Jersey one, five, or twenty-seven? Hm..." He thought this over for awhile. When he finally made his decision, he picked out an entirely different shirt. One with a dragon and skulls. He called it his "skulley shirt." He put that on and some black jeans. He then walked to the bathroom.

After going pee, he moved his attention to his shaggy black hair. He brushed it out and put what seemed like a gallon of hair gel in it. Once he was satisfied, he got his Axe and sprayed some of that on. After that, he did put on something every teen did when he was growing into a man, put on cologne. He then stared at himself for minute. "Yeah, that's right!" he said to himself in the mirror " You're the man! God, I-am- gorgeous!"

He left the bathroom and went down the stairs. He got on his red skater shoes, lime-green and black jacket, his black back-pack, and was out the door into cold, crisp morning.

He walked along the edge of long dirt road that led to his bus stop where he would meet two of his best friends, Mark and Chad. They were the Anderson twins, and also Gregor's first friends when he moved to Virginia three years ago.

Gregor had first lived in New York, NY before he had moved. He couldn't really remember why his family left the old, family apartment to live on, to Gregor's opinion, a dumb farm. He had an odd feeling it was because of him, but he wasn't quite sure.

Gregor saw his two buddies wrestling in the dirt when he got close. This was normal for the sibilings. Gregor learned that about a month later after he had really gotten to know them well enough to call them his friends. He actually caught it quite entertaining and sometimes joined in. He used to hate wrestling or anything violent, but now he was into alot of violent things, like video-game zombies and movies about war. He thought it was kind of intresting.

Gregor stopped at the the two and rolled them over. They stopped and looked up. Mark looked up and smiled. "Hi!"

"Hi. You guys having fun?" Gregor asked.

The two grinned. "Yep!" Gregor shook his head.

"You two are very sad sometimes." he said. Chad pushed Mark off and stood to stand with his close friend.

"Ow!" Mark exclaimed.

"Ha! Ha!" Gregor sarcastically shouted in Mark's face. Mark laughed and got up. By the time he got up, the bus had gotten there. The trio got on and sat in their usual assigned seats away from eachother because the bus driver didn't trust them all togather.

Gregor's day at school was as normal as any other freshman at his school. Make a rucus, get sent to the principle's office, and have fun. Yep, that was his day. And after school, he would do his homework, hang with his friends, and hit on passing girls. That was his normal life as a fifteen year old boy.

Today, after school, Gregor and his friends were at the skate park. Doing some 360's and other awesome tricks on their boards. Gregor always acted like the weird one of their eight person group. He would do all sorts of stunts and odd things to make the guys laugh. And it seemed to always work.

This time, Gregor went up to the other side of the skate park and layed down on his board on his back. He then pushed himself off the railing and let the board skate. He tilted his body right and left and he was all over the place. It was kinda scary, not knowing where he going, but at least his friends where laughing.

One of his other friends named Ben (who seemed to be the leader) looked at him with a smile and said "Sometimes, Gregor, I worry about you." Gregor laughed and informed him that he knew and let the skate board come to a halt. He stood and went back to his friends. They talked and skated some more untill they went their seprate ways. Gregor usually walked with the Anderson twins, but their mom had picked them at park that day. So it was just Gregor walking alone on the road.

When he got home, he heard his two little sisters, Lizzie and Boots (or Margret, if they called her by her real name), playing Karaoke Resolution upstairs. His mother laughing of whatever his dad said, and his German Shepherd, Maximillion, chasing the calico cat, Patches. Gregor walked into the kitchen to greet his parents. His mom saw him and hugged him.

"Hey, sweet-heart, where've you been? You've been gone most of the day." she stated in her usual sweet voice.

"Oh, just hangin' with the guys." he informed. He usually didn't get in trouble for staying out late because his parents trust him. Most of his friend's parents would kill them if they missed curfew. Gregor had it easy.

Gregor went upstairs and went in his room. He sat on his bed and looked out the window. He didn't turn on the lights. He liked sitting in the dark. He could actually see better. He didn't tell anyone because he thought people would think he was a freak. It as if he echolocation or something. Or he could easily adjust to the darkness. It didn't matter.

Gregor usually always sits in the dark, staring out the window. He let him think. Like what was he gonna do for the dance on Saturday. He wanted to ask this one girl named Miranda, but she seemed to not even notice him. He figured he could just not go, but his mom would probably ask why, and then he would tell her, and the he would get embaressed. ' I could just say that I'm going. But that would mean I would have to lie, and I can't do that...' he thought. He sighed and let his eyes roam around the farm outside his window.

Suddenly, Gregor heard an odd noise coming from the corn field. It sounded like...rustling. It reminded him of this movie, Signs, with Mel Gibson and Joaguin Pheonix. "Oh no..." he said aloud "Our corn is being attacked by aliens coming to harvest our planet!"

He looked out again and saw something that freaked him out. Two shiny eyes looking at him. Gregor screamed and went down stairs. "Mom! Dad!" he cried "aliens are in our corn!"

His mother looked at him with an odd look. "What? Aliens? Have you lost your marbles?"

"No! I'm serious! Something is in our corn! I saw it! It..." he couldn't bring himself to say it.

"It did what?" his dad asked.

"it...it.."

"...iiiit?"

"Looked at me!" Gregor then ran and hugged his mom for comfort. Now teens usually wouldn't do that, but it had scared Gregor so much. He only did this in emergencies where it was him that was scared.

His dad sighed and got his coat and flash light. "Come on. You know where the darn thing is. It's probably just a possum or something." He opened the door and outside. Gregor ran after him.

They walked to the corn and walked inside. Gregor was a little hesitant, but walked along with his dad. They searched and searched but found nothing. Gregor looked around and was very confused. He swore he saw something in here. Maybe he was just tired. But would he really just see things that looked so real just because of sleep? Gregor didn't have the answer. He decided he would just for get about it and not think about it.

He was about to turn back to his father when he saw something on the ground. It looked like a tail of some sort. He picked it up to look at it, but it shot out of his hands! Gregor was shocked. He then heard what sounded like scratching and running. It was circling around him as he looked in all directions. Then, suddenly...

"AAH!"