Chapter 1

Rod's POV

Beep beep, beep beep . . .

"Ugh," I mumbled, pressing the alarm button. My bedroom door swung open. Oh no. I thought, slapping my face.

"Morning Rod," Nicky Shurlton said in his usual geeky voice.

"Uhh," I moaned "Go away Nicky. I still want to slee—"

"Oh no way man, we have a lot of stuff to do. Come on now get up," my roommate said, throwing off all my covers. He ran all around the room gathering books, clothes, and writing materials.

"Nicky! What the crap are you doing?!" I screamed.

"Huh?" he said stupidly, looking up. "Oh, don't you remember? Today were gunna go to the new university."

"Wait, what university? Oh no. Are you talking about that dumb school we toured the other day?"

"Yeah! Charles Canyon University. Now get packed. Let's go."

"Bro, we haven't even signed up," I said, rubbing my head. "And school doesn't even start for another couple weeks."

"Oh ha ha, I got us covered Rod, we're all signed up and everything. They've already pulled the money out of our accounts," Nicky said with a really cheesy smile.

"Nicky you're an idiot."

"Hey, that was kind of rude—"

"Get out."

"Huh? What do you mean? We still need to—"

"Get out, get out! Leave! Go!" I yelled, shoving him out of my room. I started gathering my stuff. I am going to kill him!

I gathered all my stuff and headed out the door. And sure enough there was Nicky waiting for me. We ran down the stairs, skipping steps. My Lamborghini Diablo was out there waiting for me. Sure it's used and it could do with a thing here and there, but it's still a Lamborghini. Having wealthy parents was always a plus.

And then there was my room mate's car . . . a 1985 rusted up old love bug. Not really attractive, especially next to mine. I've tried many times to convince him to get a better car but he never listens. He says money needs to be spent wisely, like on boring old school junk. My parents have even offered to get him a new ride. But every time he turns them down.

But whatever. Now I'm driving my awesome car to a school I've only been in once. Good bye Rod Lifferjingle, see you in the after life. I turned on Alternative Rock trying to block everything out. We rounded a corner and parked outside the building.

"Here we go," I said, shutting the car door.

"I'm so excited." Nicky said doing a really stupid dance. I snorted.

"This is gonna suck," I spat. But that's when something caught my eye, I turned and saw, a girl. And a very pretty one at that. She walked by talking to some other chick. Oooh she smelled like perfume from the beauty store. Mmmm, strawberries "Maybe this won't be so bad after all."

"What do you mean Rod? You were blowin' off steam ten minutes ago." Nicky said, raising half his lip.

"Dude, check it out."

"What. Check what. Did I miss something?" He said looking around like a confused squirrel.

"Heck yeah you did. She just walked by."

"What that girl with shoulder length hair?"

"Yeah, the one now crossing the street."

"The red head?! Are you serious?" Nicky said on the edge of laughter.

"Yeah, who else," I said looking between him and the girl.

"Heh! I'm sorry my friend. But she is twenty light years out of your league," He said putting his hand on my shoulder.

"Dude shut up she's looking our way. Turn your head," I said. He was still looking at her and had a half smile on his face. I grabbed it and forced it in the opposite direction. After a couple moments I broke the silence. "Is she gone?"

"I think so," Nicky said sounding like he was plugging his nose. I dared a look and saw that she was gone.

"Phew, that was close," I said, as we made our way to the front doors. We walked inside, asked for our dorm and went up to our room.

We put our things away. The bedroom had one bathroom up in the top left corner, two beds on the right side with a fairly large dresser between them. There was a small TV straight across from the door, lying on a desk.

"Sort of dull don't you think?" Nicky said.

"Huh, Just a bit," I said, drooping my eyes and peering around. "No chairs. That's dumb. Got all your junk in the drawers?"

"Yeah, what about you?" asked Nicky.

"Duh, why would I have asked if I didn't?" I said.

We walked down to the cafeteria to see if they had any food worth eating. The place stank of moldy cheese and Nicky's old under wear. Why did we have to come here? Nicky immediately went to the snack bar. I looked over at the food stand unconfidently. I wasn't even sure if just anybody could come down here and eat.

"Can I help you with something?" the girl at the counter asked.

"No, I'm fine thank you," I said walking past her; I went over to where Nicky was. He was ordering all kinds of sweets and snacks.

"I want some jelly beans and some of those pink things and some sour gummy bears and some skittles and a soda pop and some war hea—"

"Hey Nicky, our budget!" I said grabbing his shoulder and leading him away. "Cancel all that," I said over my shoulder.

We went back up to our room and grabbed his ball. I threw it to Nicky, who was standing at the bottom of the stairs. Nicky seemed to like the sport. He was fairly good to, never enough to join the football team, but good none the less.

We rounded the corner to the college doors and went down to the park across the street. I threw the ball to him and he threw back, which went on for a while; back and forth and back and forth, over and over and over again. I was getting bored. Out of the corner of my eye there was a flash of blue light. Fast as lightning I swung my head in that direction only able to see a man falling from what looked like the roof of a house. A piercing scream split the air, sending chills up my spine.

"Wow did you see that," Nicky asked. I nodded. There was some old woman beside him crying. The man looked older, maybe mid-sixties. "He just fell from the sky."

"No I'm pretty sure that was from the roof," I said. "Let's go check it out"

"Well I'm pretty sure something dropped from further up," Nicky was looking around in the sky now. "It looked blue."

"Yeah whatever, the whole dag nabbed atmosphere is blue. Okay now come on," I said, looking over my shoulder. The man was now glowing indigo. Wait he got up. He's walking over to me. I could see him better now; he had a slight mustache and short white hair. The weird man was now right in front of me looking straight into my eyes. His voice seemed to echo inside my head. It had an extra-terrestrial feel to it.

"Run. The swarm is coming. Death is here. We're all going to die." The old man's eyes rolled into the back of his head and he stopped glowing. Falling to the ground, the man went limp. People were brimming all over the place now. I backed away. In all the commotion I had gotten separated from Nicky. Police men were pushing through the crowd, yelling for everyone to back up.

Next thing I know, I'm being put into a police car and taken to be questioned. I didn't have any handcuffs or anything but I was still in a police car and felt a little nervous. The officer was trying to tell me "everything was going to be alright" and that "I wasn't in trouble". I had a hard time believing him. The same words echoed in my head. Death is here, we're all going to die. . . .