Hey guys, I'm releasing a new story now! The new Survivors! And no, I'm not Erin Hunter, who btw is awesome. And also, starting now there will be a song at the beginning and END of every STORY, not chapter that I write, so, I just that it would be nice.
Vuelie-Frode Fjellheim
Na na na heyana Na na na heyana Na na na heyana Na na na heyana Nuwa nu Na na na heyana
Hahiyaha naha
Naheya heya na yanuwa
Anhaeawa yunuwana
Hahiyaha naha
Naheya heya na yanuwa
Anhaeawa yunuwana
Hahiyaha naha
Naheya heya na yanuwa
Anhaeawa yunuwana
Hahiyaha naha
Naheya heya na yanuwa
Anhaeawa yunuwana (ha ha ya)
Nuwa heya nu
Nuwa nu
Nuwa heya nu
Nuwa nu
Nuwa nu
Hahiyaha naha
Naheya heya na yanuwa
Anhaeawa yunuwana
It was fourth grade, near Christmas, near my birthday.
It was probably the last time that we would go outside until the end winter, so we'd better embrace playing on the playground.
My teacher was staying inside, which was a bummer because ever since I came to this school two weeks ago she was the only one that would talk to me in a friendly way.
I wasn't embracing the recess, or even playing with anyone, instead I was sitting on the bench that didn't have any snow on it.
I saw this girl; I didn't know her name, slip into the woods that were forbidden from the kids of our school. None of the kids really knew why the woods were a bad thing, but they would always gossip; especially around Halloween, that there were ghosts and murderers in the woods. Really, it was a dumb idea to make a school here.
I decided to follow the girl, and tell her she wasn't allowed to go in the woods, but would probably get yelled at, everyone at this school hates me.
I followed her softly, so she wouldn't hear me and get mad, but also to see what she was doing out in the woods.
I briefly looked back while I was following to make sure that no one followed me.
I heard a scream, so I rushed towards where the sound came from.
It was the girl. I wondered why she had screamed and fallen, and then I saw it. There was a dead guy in the woods, just lying there dead, with a mask on. I was shocked, and I couldn't remember what movie that the mask had come from, but it was a horror movie I know.
I looked at her, and asked her if she was okay.
"Leave me alone," she said harshly. I was taken back.
"I don't need you yelling at me just like the other kids do, new kid!"
"But-"
"GO!"
I put my head down. I just wanted a friend and even people who are bullied like me reject me. Why?
I walked off when she said,
"Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap. I'm just in a rotten mood today. You seem like a nice kid. What's your name?"
I walked back, and tried to stammer out my name.
"F-F-F-Fang..."
I sort of slurred the a, but at least she understood what I said.
"Nice name. My name's Paige. Why did you follow me out into the woods?"
"Well, you're not supposed to be out here..."
"Yeah, I never really listened to the teachers. They all annoy me except for our teacher, Ms. White."
"Yea, she's pretty cool. Hey, you want to be friends?"
"Sure. Let's go back to the playground before we get in trouble."
We walked back, and we went into the classroom when the bell rang, but I don't remember what happened after that.
Instead, I woke up, but there was nothing interesting going on, so I slipped back to sleep, and to another dream, same school, but only one year later.
It was the day that Paige and I really became best friends. We had always been good friends, but she eventually found these friends; Summar and Olivia, and I had been hanging out with my sisters Maryse and Lily a lot, Lily always looking off, tired, distressed, yet she was always happy with the movie series "Scream," and she said that if she had to be one slasher, she would be Ghostface, for his cunning mind and ninja-like stealth.
It was fifth grade now, exactly one year after Paige and I first met, and we heard a disturbing scream on the playground, and it came from Paige's friend Summar.
"There's a guy with a gun and a ski-mask! Get the teachers! Get help! We're going to die if we don't!"
The guy didn't look too happy, and he was looking around the playground.
At last, he fixed his eyes on a set target. I followed his steady gaze to a certain girl with long, straight black hair. Shit.
I had to something. Paige was the only person at this school that really accepted me, even when her friends would diss on me she would stick up for me.
"Hey you! Long black hair! Get over here, or you die! Okay? There you go, nice and easy."
He grabbed her by the hair, and she let out a shrill screech. I had to do something.
I followed them into the woods, and I was hoping that he wasn't hurting her or something.
"Hands up you little bitch!"
Just as it looked like he was going to pull the trigger, I jumped at him and knocked the gun out of his hands.
"Fang?"
Paige's voice was scared, yet relieved.
He grabbed the gun again and aimed a Paige. I didn't have momentum, so I couldn't really knock it out of his hand, yet I was keeping away from Paige, who was so shocked that she was standing as still as a rock.
He kept pushing towards his target, and he fired a single bullet.
"Paige!"
"Fang!" I heard her scream. Had it hit her, or had it barely missed her?
The gun guy was tackling me down to the ground now, and now he had trapped me on the floor of the woods
He had a knife too, apparently, and he pulled it out and I was helpless. I couldn't fight out of it no matter what. He was about to bring the knife down on my forehead when a bullet pierced his stomach, and a shocked look came across his face.
He dropped the knife, and it landed millimeters away from my face.
I saw Paige with the gun in her right hand, looking terrified. She should be terrified, she killed a man!
I stood next her, and looked at the dead guy on the floor of the woods, looking exactly like that other dead guy did from a year ago.
She dropped the gun and fainted. I buried the gun so no one would see that she killed him, by finger print identification, and I picked her up in my arms like a lifeguard. I looked at her shoulder and saw that it was bleeding. I just about fainted myself.
I ran her back to the playground, or at least attempted to because I got tired and rested next to a tree. I started to drift asleep in my dream which I thought was pretty redundant.
I couldn't remember, or experience what happened next, because my memory-filled dream had fled, and I awoke looking at the same girl that I saved from getting killed about five years ago. It wasn't hard to believe, as she still had longer black hair, pale skin (paler) and had the same face she did last year.
She was driving the giant SUV that we were traveling across the country in.
"Hey, wake up you sleepy head. I went to a gas station while you were racked out. Have some breakfast."
She handed me the breakfast, which was packaged mini-pancakes, a Little Debbie cinnamon roll and Sunkist Orange Soda, and gave me a smile.
"Mmm. You know just my favorite life-threatening foods. Where are we going for lunch? McDonald's, to get the constipation burger?"
"Very funny. Wake up. We're almost there."
I sat up and looked out the window. I saw the white wonderland that was Denver Colorado.
"I thought you said we were almost there? We're closer to Illinois than Las Vegas, Nevada!"
"I just wanted to get you awake."
She smiled at me again, as we moved silently across the snow, preparing for the wonderful Christmas that we were going to have in Las Vegas all by ourselves as a sweet sixteen celebration.