Hey ... Sorry, I don't know what to call u guys, like readers, or friends? Who cares. ANYWAY it's chapter two folkes! The super AWESOME ;) MysteriousMadwoman xxx ;p
Chapter Two -
My free periods were spent with Caine, Diana and most unfortunately Drake, who was getting really creepy, because he just sort of looked at you, with icy, too interested eyes. I shivered and accidentally dropped my (staedler) pencil on the worn, faded blue carpet. I reached down but a male hand got it before me. "umm, thank you." I looked up, aw, thank goodness, it was Caine. I smiled gratefully. "Ta Caine." He dazzled me with a perfect smile. I knew he was a 'problem child' but he was sweet. I'd never liked good boys anyway if you know what I mean...
I took the stairs up to my second floor room from the ground floor science rooms. I was about to unlock my big door, when I got an impolite tap on the shoulder "come on! I want my gingerbread Diana-na-na!" crikey, it was Caine I saw when I turned around, not Diana! I started to go like, guh, guh, in surprise. "Eloquent as usual huh? Can I uh, come in?" Caine said to me, while I was busy recovering from my slight shock. "Yeah, sure, I guess so." I let him in and left my door on the latch. I was surprised, yes, but definitely not disappointed. "Hey, you want a ginger bread man or something?" I said to him while I rummaged around in my food bag to find my ginger bread and jelly cubes. yum. "You got cookies?"
"always!" I got a lopsided smile in return. I had stashed so much food all over my room, even a couple of choccie bars in my socks; I silently thanked my metabolism again, while i handed Caine a cookie. "so why're here?" I inquired. "I wanted to ask you something."
"If its about the geography homework, I really don't get it."
"nah, s'not about the homework."
"oh?" I arched my eyebrow.
Caine shifted uneasily where he sat on my bed. "Well, you know the Halloween party thing next week, do you wanna go with me?" uhh, parties really aren't my thing. Last time I went to a party my dress slipped way down... But I didn't want to upset Caine.
"I thought it was girls choice?" I tried weakly. Crappers.
"Well, yeah, just... Please go with me?" Caine looked at me like I was the Holy Grail telling him because he didn't say please nicely he wouldn't get an ice cream.
I stuttered, and Caine tried his commanding persona out on me. "you're coming with me." Uh-uh, that don't work on me, I thought, so I pursed my lips and said "hmm, maybe... Yeah okay." I could live through one stupid party thing. Stupid. Huh. I laughed. I like the word stupid. Caine stood, and sorta dithered for a few seconds, seeming undecided and nervous. "Does this mean we're going out?" Nice. I was cool with that. "Sure, if you want to." I told him. "Well, yeah, I do really." I grinned at him and that seemed to loosen Caine up a bit, and he sat down again and held me in an awkward embrace. I turned a bit more, and rested my head on his shoulder. Damn, Caine smelled good, a bit like cinnamon. He twisted and kissed my cheek. I blushed crimson, and Caine moved so he could reach my lips. He bashed my nose and mumbled sorry quick before my lips crushed against his, and his hand knotted in my wild blonde hair, while he leaned forwards too eagerly and we, well, we fell off my bed and onto the floor. We laughed and I heard someone come in. Ohmagawds, I thought, this looks so bad! I peeked up to see Drake with his mouth slightly open in obvious surprise. I mean, I was practically sitting on Caine, whose discarded shoes I noticed were at the bottom of my bed. Crikey, I thought, as Drake grinned spitefully and ran out the room, while Caine got up quick and pulled me up too. "see you tomorrow!" He called to me as he sprinted out of my untidy room. I heard him bellow stuff like "I'm gonna kill you Drake!" etc. I looked out my door to see people looking at me and glancing down the corridor after Caine and Drake. I laughed, and shut my heavy door. I wiped my eyeliner and stuff off, cleaned my teeth and went to bed. I was pretty sure I was smiling as I fell asleep too.
The dark was unnerving. I wandered blindly through
deserted corridors, empty rooms, and lonely
streets. The dreamscape altered, and suddenly
snarling teeth and tapered claws were snarling at
me under a thin sheet of luminous glass. Hideous
monsters clawed against the divide, while unfamiliar
echoing chants beat against my throbbing eardrums,
and I ran, ran from the shrieking monsters, ran from
the alien chants, and ran until razor sharp glass
punctured the soft flesh of my feet, spilling warm liquid
onto the sudden sharpness of the cracking floor. The glass
was breaking but I forced myself onwards, glimpsing a glowing
green light in the distant darkness. Still the chants carry to
my ears, my bloody feet pounding in synchronised
beats, my fast shallow breathing, I was past terror, so past it
my mind settled on a panicked calm, dum-dum,dum-dum, a
shattering scream from the fragile floor, I fell into the writhing
mass of undulating monsters, a cry of terror biting my lip bloody
and raw, my fingers brushed the pulsing green light, and my
flesh was torn from my screaming bones by monsters with
sulphurous green eyes, as I fell through glass shards that
embedded themselves roughly within my limp muscle.
I woke up yelling my frigging head off, though I'm not sure what about. My dream had slipped through my grasping fingers, and I wiped the cold sweat off my clammy forehead. Jeez, get a grip, Flick, I told myself, giving me a good, hard mental slap. Now, get back to sleep, stupid, it's gotta be like, maybe four in the morning! I groaned inwardly and shut myself off from the crazy, crazy world I was in.
Omg I just wanted to say pur-LEASE tell me if I've made a spelling mistake! I DESPISE bad grammar! Please tell me, I won't hate you if you're picky at my spelling. :) lol, chapter three comin' up folks! It gets better! I never did like Drake that much, I was always a Caine person, so why not make Drake as creepy as possible? ;) Goodnite, Seattle! MM. xxx
