Graduation Day
Prologue:
My name is Tiffanie. I am what society calls a 'mutant.' I was once just a regular 17 year old girl, freshly graduated from high school with the most amazing boyfriend named Sterling, and life was good. Now I am preparing to fight against the human race and preserve my species of mutants from the power hungry government. How did I get this far? Let me start from the very beginning
Finally I had graduated! Four long years at Jenks High School, and I was so ready to bounce on out of there. Being already enrolled at the University of Oklahoma, I was ready to have a stress free summer and spend the last two months here in Tulsa, Oklahoma. My excitement was so much I could literally feel it radiating off my body. The sun was beating heavily down on my shoulders when I saw Sterling and his family making their way over to mine.
"Congrats. I'm excited we get to be together for the next four years," he said. Oh yeah, did I mention we are going to the same college? Well, we are and are totally pumped about it.
"Congrats to you too," I said. "Hopefully we won't get tired of each other."
"I could never get tired of you," he said while kissing me on the cheek. "In fact, I have a surprise for you. Can you meet me at Woodland Hills at seven tonight?"
A surprise? Well duh, I wasn't gonna pass on up that. I secretly wondered what he was planning. "Of course, I'll see you there." He waited until our parents went outside before kissing me ever so softly on my lips. I was in heaven.
After graduation, I went home to nap until my rendez-vous with Sterling at the mall. My parents were out and sent me left a text saying they would be home late. Cool, I thought, I have the entire house to myself. I was about to jump in the shower when I heard glass breaking and hushed voices. Was my house being broken into?! I was upstairs and needed to get downstairs to get out of the house. I quietly left the bathroom and walked to my room, grabbing my car keys and mace out of my purse. I slowly crept down the stairs, careful of avoiding the places I knew would creak.
I didn't see anyone down there. I quietly swept past the living area and into the kitchen where the garage was when I was suddenly knocked off my feet. I was shoved to the ground, making my keys and mace slide across the hard wood floors. When I looked up, I saw what looked like a man dressed in all black; head to toe. The only thing I could see was his eyes.
"Get up!" he yelled. I quickly did what I was told and backed away from him, discreetly making my way to the garage.
"What do you want? I asked
"You are a mutant, what do you think I want?"
I almost started laughing, but then I realized the extent of the situation. He actually thought I was a mutant. All this mutant nonsense on the news, I had never seen a mutant in Tulsa, Oklahoma. EVER! Maybe he got the wrong girl?
"I'm sorry, you have it all wrong. I am not a mutant. I have no gifts, please just leave." He reached inside his pocket knife and withdrew a sharp knife and started making his way towards me. "PLEASE!" I tried again to no avail, backing up further towards the garage door.
"Now you die!" he said with no pity, and threw the knife at me. I held my breath waiting for the knife to come in contact with me, but all I heard was the sound of the knife hitting wood. I looked behind me and I saw the knife in the door. Did he miss, or did the knife just go through me? I looked back at him and his face was in shock. I turned around and pulled the knife out of the door ready to defend myself. I backed away and opened the garage door not letting him out of my sight.
Crap! I forgot my car keys! I looked at where they were laying behind him. He must have sensed that I was forgetting my keys because all of a sudden he charged towards me. He tried to yank the knife out of my hands but I accidently sliced his face. All I remember seeing was blood and flesh mixed into one. It made me sick. Seeing there was no way of me getting to my keys, I decided to make a run for it, while the man in black was withering in pain.
I didn't know where I was going, but I knew I had to get out of there, and fast. Surprisingly, the man in black didn't follow me. I guess I cut up his face pretty bad. I ended up running to the mall. When I finally arrived at the mall about thirty minutes later, my hair was disheveled, I was sweating hard from the run and I had blood on my shirt. I was already late for Sterling's surprise, but at that moment, I could not have care less.