Chapter 4 wow, I never thought I would get this far on the story, or have so many reviews. I'm so happy! Anyways sorry again for the wait but I got stupid writers block. So for whatever reason I could think of a storyline for later chapters but not this one! But I pushed through it so it may not be as good as others. Also, since I probably won't update for a while again after this so I want to say HAPPY 90th BIRTHDAY to my Great-Grandfather! YAY! This chapter is an early b-day present to him.
Thanks so much LUMUT for the review I'm glad you liked it! Also, thanks for putting me on your favorite authors list and for putting my story as one of your favorites!
And to ImagineTheWorldWicked thanks for listing my story under your favorites!
To all who have reviewed/Favorited Story/Author I cannot thank you enough for everything! I only wish I could make this story ten times better for you guys but alas, I can't. I'm not that good of a writer. But still, you all don't know how much it means to me, simply to have you guys read this story, let alone review or favorite it. So thank you a million more times than my computer can hold without breaking down!
ENOUGH OF MY RAMBLING! ENJOY!
Disclaimer: I don't own FHIF or else do ya think it would have been canceled? So no I only own this story, Camara, Ileana, and Mac's classmates/teachers. R&R!
Chapter 4: It's Raining, It's Pouring, Some Old Guy is Snoring
Gray clouds drifted over head, occasionally blocking out the sun. But the fourteen year old genius, sitting on the front steps of his school paid no mind, as he continuously scribbled ideas down on a sheet of paper before furiously scratching them out. Let's just say, in the twelve years Mac could remember, he had never felt so confused in his life.
It was a simple task, yet no matter what he had tried, he couldn't think of an answer. Frustrated, he crumpled the paper and threw it to the ground. A small hand reached down and grabbed it.
"No matter how angry you get you shouldn't litter." Mac snapped his head up.
"Il-Ile Ileana what are you doing here?" He mentally smacked himself.
Quirking and eyebrow she answered, "Same as everyone else, going to school." For a second she looked like she wanted to open up the piece of paper, but instead she tossed it in the bin, to the side of the staircase. Mac breathed a sigh of release. "I wonder what the teacher is gonna say about yesterdays experiment. Whatever it is, it isn't going to be good."
"Well then, I guess it's a good thing we don't have science today isn't it? But either way, I don't think they're going to do very much, it's not like this is the first time somebody blew something up in this school and it most certainly won't be the last."
She heaved a long sigh, "This school just gets weirder every day, doesn't it?"
"Yeah, pretty much, but it would get boring if it were ordinary." Nodding her head in agreement, Ileana looked up at the sky in dismay.
"It's going to rain."
Finally, Mac looked at the sky. "Naah, probably not." Standing up, he grabbed his stuff. "We better get to class." Mac ran up the steps. Looking down, Ileana still hadn't moved. Her eyes were glued to the sky, as if frozen there. "Yo, Ileana," He said shaking her shoulder slightly. "Hey, are you okay? Ileana?"
She blinked, gazing back at Mac, her eyes were glazed over with fear. A light seemed to go off in her mind like she finally recognized who he was, and her expression dropped to normal. "Huh, yeah, I'm okay let's go." She quickly stood up, and almost lost her balance. Reaching out his hand, he grabbed her arm just in time to keep her from tumbling down the steps. Nodding her head in thanks she fiddled with her stuff, throwing her bag across her shoulder before rushing up the steps.
She threw the entrance door open, and without a word disappeared into the rapidly filling hallways. Mac glanced back up at the sky. The sun was still shining brightly through the clouds. This school isn't the only thing getting weirder every day. He climbed the last few steps and went into the school building, closing the big double door behind him. As the door shut, a stray black cloud covered the sun; the first of many to come.
As the day continued, Ileana got worse and worse. Her color was rapidly disappearing from her body, almost like it was evaporating strait off her skin. Even when she was the palest white Mac had ever seen a person, her skin only got lighter. Soon she started to get more tired, to the point that she rested her head on the desk in every single class, and when the teacher asked her a question it was like she couldn't even hear them.
It hadn't started to rain, but Mac watched as every five minutes Ileana would look at the window, the same expression from earlier reappearing on her face. Even with the blinds closed, both of them could tell the sky was pitch black at best. Strong winds howled through the trees on the campus, rustling every form of life outside. This was one of the worst storms this area had ever seen, and it hadn't even started to rain yet.
Whatever was going on with Ileana, her condition seemed to get worse as the storm grew, and Mac didn't want to know what would happen when the storm reached its final stages. "Psst, Mac, psst." The noise shook Mac out of his thoughts. "What's the matter with her?" Goo pointed towards Ileana at the lunch table farthest from the entrance. He shrugged, that's what he wanted to know too. "Hey I got an idea why don't we invite her to Foster's?"
"What good would that do?"
"It may cheer her up! Do you have a better plan?"
"No, but do you really think it'll work?"
Shrugging she replied, "Its worth a try isn't it if it'll make her feel better."
Mac nodded, "So you're gonna go do it right?"
"Say what? Aren't you supposed to?"
"Why you're the girl, and don't girls have some sort of secret language that allow them to understand each other?" Goo shook her head. "Fine, but still it's weird for a guy to ask a girl over to some place or else it would be thought of as a date."
"Whatever, I'll do it." Goo stood up and made her way over to Ileana's table. From where he was sitting, Mac couldn't hear what was being said but he knew Goo well enough to know about where the conversation started off. After Goo had only been sitting down for a few seconds, Ileana darted out of her seat running for the nearest hallway. Shocked, Goo looked back at Mac and shrugged her shoulders.
The two stood up and ran down the hallway Ileana had recently gone through. Let the race begin.
…Annnnnddddd End of chapter Four!
1)Wow I typed this chapter in a day! I think that's a record let me check. Yep, normally it takes me a string of about three to five days when I really get the creative juices flowing.
2)I didn't like how this chapter turned out but as I said before, writers block, and it even prevents me from changing anything on here. Terribly sorry about that. I will shoot to get the next chapter up in a week. Honestly it all depends on school and how much my brother forces me to play Halo Reach. But on the school matter I have a half day coming up and next weekend I am going on a 4 hour road trip to celebrate my Great-grandfathers b-day so I'll have some time then to work on the story.
Also, I was wondering as a side question that you don't have to answer, how do you reviewers get over writers block? Normally I listen to a song that fits the story/emotion/character and it keeps me from losing the creative idea but I can't find a song to fit this story/emotion/Ileana so I just want to know. And it would be a HUGE help if you guys could give me song name and artist that you believe would work with this story, because I know none. (You don't have to reply to either questions, or if you answer to one you don't have to do the other, or you could reply to both, it's your choice.)
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