6/9/2012 The Crossforest By Paige
Light streamed through the window of Jacksons room forcing her to wake up. She stifled a yawn and worked towards getting out of her bed, which seemed hard as a rock when she wanted to go to sleep, and as fluffy as a cloud when she needed to get up. "Jackson honey, breakfast!" Jackson's moms voice echoed into the room. Jackson threw on the first thing she found in her dresser drawer, which happened to be her plaid shirt and cut-off jeans.
She eventually ventured downstairs where her mother was murmuring something about sending her off to boot camp, how it would teach her to wake up on a reasonable time and many other complaints about Jackson. Jackson tuned her out, determined to keep a good mood.
She started to nibble on her pancakes set in front of her. She didn't even finish one pancake before she was handing her plate back to her mom. "Jackie, I worry about you sometimes. It's not in the family ways to eat so little." Her mom teased. Jackson smiled "Eating so little got me this far." She said patting her imaginary fat. Her mom cracked up. "It got me further" Her mom said patting her real fat.
"Anyway, your father and I-" before her mother could finish her sentence Jackson interrupted her. "Got me into a new school?" She guessed. "Oh that father of yours is no secret keeper." Jackson's mom scowled, knowing right away Jackson's father had told her. Jackson had always wanted to transfer schools because she had always been bullied. She was the school nobody. "I am grateful, mom" Jackson thanked her, enveloping her into a big hug. "Let….Go….Can't….Breathe" Her mom gasped dramatically. Jackson let go of her mom.
"By the way, what school am I going to?" Jackson asked her mom. "Belle Brookes" Her mother replied. Jackson swallowed a nasty retort. Belle Brookes was a school for snotty rich kids, and Jackson was neither. She hated that school even more than she hated her old school, and she hated her old school a lot.
My cousin went there and dropped out the next week because of the teachers and students.
It was Saturday, which meant she was going to school on Monday. She thought she might as well enjoy her freedom while it lasted. "Here scout, here boy," Jackson called out to her dog, but she couldn't find him for her life. "Mom, have you seen Scout?" Jackson asked her mom. "I was going to wait for your father to come home to tell you, honey, I'm sorry, but he is…dead." Her mom said. Jackson let out a long and meaningful wail of despair.
Jackson went immediately to her room. This day couldn't get any worse. She thought. As she was on her bed, head stuffed in a pillow, hoping that her mom was just joking, her phone rang. She slowly got off her bed, and walked over to it with a sharp, "hello?" Jackson's best friend was the one who called.
"Why didn't you pick up your cell phone, I called you like, ten jillion times" She scolded. Jackson Laughed sarcastically. "More like two times, Joy." Jackson couldn't hold herself together anymore and she broke out in tears, spilling out everything that had occurred earlier. "Don't worry, Jackson, I'll be here for you." Joy said, but she seemed like she wasn't interested in what she was complaining to her about. "What's on your mind?" Jackson asked her. "Come to my house, you'll find out." Joy said. "Well, I have nothing else to do here, might as well." Jackson said.
Jackson hung up and asked her mom if she could go to Joy's house. As usual, her mom agreed and she was off, walking down the street, and managed to get there in less than 1 hour but more than thirty minutes. It was a record! Joy and Jackson made their way through the thick brambles of joys green-infested backyard. (In other words, we were in the woods.)
"Where are we going?" Jackson asked curiously. "You'll see…You'll see." She said, trying to make herself sound scary, but not succeeding. Jackson decided it'd be best not to push her any further. A few minutes passed before Joy stopped in front of a big cave. "Here we are, right inside this cave." Joy said.
"Nothing is going to jump out and scare the pee out of me, correct?" Jackson asked. "Correct." Joy laughed. As they slowly entered the cave they heard a scuffling noise. "I thought you said-" Jackson was cut off as she was dragged into the darkness of the cave. "Joy…Joy!" Jackson tried screaming, but all that came out was a muffled scream as a hand was put over my mouth.
"Shhh…shhh…" the voice said softly, but still with an edge of distaste. "Who are you?" Jackson tried to get a view of his face, but it was swallowed in darkness. "That doesn't matter right now, what matters to us is who you are and what you are." He hissed "What do you mean, us, and what I am?" Jackson said, her words getting mixed into her head like a tornado. "We as in the whole world, and what you are as in what you are. Can't get any simpler." He snickered. She stared at the shadowy figure. "Human, like everyone else," Jackson said.
He froze, snarled then talked. "You are an unbelievable liar. Humans are made up, Fairy tales. Do you know what the penalty for lying?" He hissed. Jackson rolled her eyes. "No, But it doesn't matter because I'm not lying." She shot back. "Well, no proof you are not lying." He snapped. "The penalty is death." At that everyone was quiet. Just to make things even creepier, the mysterious man came into the light, and to make a long story short, the vampire who had Jackson would have a snack.