Apparently some of the things in chapters 2 and 3 confused some people, so I figured I would just rewrite them. please enjoy
The bell at Springwood High rang throughout the halls, deafening the students as they hurried to their classes.
"you should have seen her, Niko. She looked terrified." Kit said, switching out her books from her locker.
Nikolai Meadows gave her a look, switching out his own books from the second shelf of Kit's locker and putting his leather jacket on one of the hooks, followed by setting his sunglasses on his other three books.
"Kitty, a student in your honors English class just died. For all you know, she could've been thinking about you. I know Maggie, she doesn't scare easy unless it might involve you somehow. Give her a break." He reasoned.
"Yeah, but I've never seen that kinda fear in her eyes before. It was like she had looked death in the eye or something." Kit said with a sigh as she watched Nikolai put more of his stuff in her locker before closing it. "Okay, explain to me again why you don't have your own locker."
"I do, but its on the other side of school. Yours is closer to my classes." The seventeen year old boy shrugged, causing Kit to roll her eyes.
As they walked towards their first class of the morning, Kit tripped and landed face first in the hallway, taking Nikolai with her. It was the girlish giggling that gave away the identity of the person who had tripped them.
"Have a nice trip, Kiterina?" Desirea Lopez teased, earning a cold glare from Kit and Nikolai both. Kayla Ming ran forward to help them up while her friends and brother laughed.
"You're lucky I don't hit girls, Desi. Otherwise your fake, ugly, drag queen looking ass would be nothing more than a badly beaten pile of Shit." Nikolai hissed, taking Desirea aback.
Johnny Ming puffed out his chest and took a step towards Nikolai.
"Uh, Desi, what'd you want me to do now?" He asked.
Desirea pinched the bridge of her nose and shook her head. Kayla picked up Kit's professional Nikon D7000 and took a picture of Nikolai putting his arm around Kit's shoulder before handing it back with her books.
"You listen to me, Nikolai Meadows! If you threaten me, I'll just call my daddy and make sure you never have a future as a Psychologist in this town. And the same goes for your precious little Kitty!" Desirea snarled, pointing a long red nail in Nikolai's face.
Watching this, Kit felt a wave of fear as Desi's nail took the shape of the blade that had scratched her neck in her dream that morning. Grabbing hold of Nikolai's arm, she shot a glare at her childhood friend and pulled Nikolai towards their class.
"You really shouldn't let her bother you. The worst punishment you could get from her is a venereal disease. And there is no way her stepdaddy can keep us from being successful in Springwood... if we even decide to stay in this little piss stain of a town." She said as the two took their seats in the back of the room.
By Sixth period, Nikolai and Kit were both exhausted.
In Kit's photography class, she had taken off her white button up and was developing her recent set of pictures. When she saw the one that Kayla had taken, she smiled and hung it up on the line above the developing chemical. The next picture that she went to hang up, however, made that smile go away. In the black and white photo of her house, the house itself looked rundown and almost unrecognizable. It had a dark colored door, the windows were boarded up, the house looked like it had been put through the wringer, and the lawn was very unkempt with dried grass and wild looking trees. Each picture she had taken of her house looked completely different from what it looked like now. Choosing to look into it more later, she continued on with her other pictures. Taking a look at a picture of one of the rooms in the house across from her's, Kit's eyes widened at the large, dark splatters that had appeared.
One particular splatter took up most of the ceiling.
"Mr. Antonio! I'm not feeling quite well. May I be excused?" She asked.
Mr. Antonio, the experienced photographer turned teacher, turned and looked at his star pupil. Noticing that the color seemed to have drained from her usual peaches-in-cream complexion, he nodded.
Picking up her things, Kit ran from the room and went straight to her locker.
Meanwhile, Nikolai listened to his History teacher drone on and on about the black plaque claiming most of Europe. Yawning, he closed his eyes. When he opened them again, He was sitting in his room with Kit. She was laying on the bed in her black lace bra and panties, her bright blue eyes looking up at him with longing while her long black/red streaked hair lay fanned out over his pillow.
"I want you, Niko. More than I've ever wanted someone." She purred, running her tongue over her bottom lip and lacing her fingers through his hair.
Leaning down, Nikolai connected his lips to her's and moaned at how her curves felt pressed against his lean muscled body. As he kissed his way down her neck and chest, he entwined their fingers.
"Not nearly as much as I want you, Kitty." He mumbled against the flat plane of her stomach.
Before he could get further, there was a blood curdling scream..
Waking up, Nikolai looked around for the source of the scream. Then he saw it. Several Students had gathered around. The scream had come from a petite little red haired girl. Laying on the floor at her feet was a teenage boy with platinum blonde hair. Across his stomach was a claw mark that almost completely bisected him. Cell phones were automatically out and texts were being sent.
"Class dismissed." Ms. Deveroux said quickly, her eyes full of fear as she ushered the students from the class.
As Nikolai ran down the hall, he met up with Kit, who looked scared.
"What happened?" She demanded as Nikolai grabbed her hand and led her out of the school.
"Another kid died in their sleep. It looked like a bear had gotten him." Nikolai said in a rush, making sure to hold onto Kit in the sea of panicked students.
Reaching her black '69 mustang, Kit tossed the keys to Nikolai and
jumped into the passenger seat, too freaked out to drive.
Back at 1428 Elm Street, Maggie and Neil both stood in the living room glaring at each other.
"Why should I believe anything you say? For all I know, you could be working with HIM!" Neil yelled.
They had been arguing for several hours and Neil still had it in his head that Maggie was working for the enemy and responsible for that honor student's death.
"Neil, that could have been our daughter. She is in the same honor class as the girl who died. Why would I do something like that?" Maggie asked, exasperated.
Before, Neil could answer, the front door swung open and Nikolai ran in with Kit right behind him.
"What's wrong?" Maggie inquired, noting how terrified the teens looked.
"Another student died in their sleep at the school." Nikolai said, him and Kit dropping onto the couch.
Maggie gave a triumphant look to Neil and pulled him into the kitchen.
"Still think I'm working with him?" She questioned.
"I don't know. But mark my words, Katherine. I am sending that sadistic bastard back to Hell where he belongs." Neil said, using Maggie's real name.
"You're going to need help." Maggie said, crossing her arms over her chest.
The only word out of Neil's mouth before he left was "No".