Finally got this chapter up. It took me awhile to figure it out. It's not my favorite chapter, compared to the last ones, but I liked the idea.
SO I hope you enjoy...
Chapter 7: Armed and Dangerous Part 1
Josie POV
Monday morning came way too soon. I got up from the dining table, putting my cereal bowl in the sink.
"DAD!" I yelled, "I'm going to school now!"
I quickly ran to my room, and adjusted my red blazer in my full length mirror.
I opened the drawer right beside my mirror and took out my lucky pink ribbon. I firmly tied it on my head making a small bow.
I put on my red Willowdale Academy blazer, and left it unbuttoned to reveal my white collar shirt.
Smiling at my reflection, I grab my small, pink book bag and run downstairs, only to find my father holding the keys to the car.
"I'm going to drive you today, ok honey?" said my father.
My father was pretty tall, people often ask him why he isn't a basketball player. He should be, because I tried to get the keys from him, but he held it up to high.
"Dad, I can drive myself!" I exclaimed, still trying to get the keys.
"Look, right now, I just want to get the car fixed up a bit, so let me just drop you off," he explained.
"Can't you do it after school?" I continued to argue.
"If you want, you can take my other car," he laughed, stepping outside to open the garage door.
"Very funny," I muttered. The only other car he had, was his police car.
"Is this just because of those animal attacks?" I asked. My dad was very overprotective and he thinks every little bad thing is going to happen to me.
My dad kept silent, which definitively meant yes. "Fine! But you're dropping me around the block. It's embarrassing if my dad is still driving me when I fully have a licence," I huffed.
After my dad dropped me off, I walked for a couple of minutes until I got to the front of the school.
There, I saw Callen along with his friend Malcolm hanging out on the entrance.
The blonde boy made eye contact with me as he instantly smiled, "Hey babe," he said kissing me on the cheek.
I smiled, but Malcolm made this fake gagging sound, "Can you guys do me a favour and not do PDA in front of me?"
"Haha!" I exclaimed sarcastically lightly pushing him on the shoulder, "Malcolm, you seriously need to get a girlfriend."
Callen laughed and nodded in agreement, "Yeah, then maybe you would be less grumpy."
"And become tied down like some people I know? No thanks," he chuckled as he grabbed his bag, "Come on, Let's go."
As soon as the three of us entered the school, I felt this weird shiver go down my spine. I instantly let go of Callen's hand.
"Are you okay?" he asked me, looking worried.
"Yeah..." I muttered, "I guess I'm not feeling that well."
Callen put his arm around my shoulder, kissing me on the forehead, "Well, I hope you feel better," he said.
I smiled. Callen can be one of the sweetest people ever, especially with me. I appreciate the little things that he does for me. But I know he can act cocky and arrogant, especially with his status in the school.
Callen's parents pay alot to the academy. That's why he can get away with almost everything. But honestly, he means no harm, he just wants to have fun.
As we were walking to our first class, there was a sudden beeping on the intercom.
"ALL STUDENTS! THERE IS AN EMERGENCY ASSEMBLY BEING HELD RIGHT NOW IN THE AUDITORUIM! ALL STAFF AND STUDENTS PROCEED TO THE AUDITORIUM IMMEDIATELY!"
That was weird. That did not sound like our principal Mr Jones. The voice was deeper and more irritating, like nails on a chalkboard.
"I wonder what that's about," said Callen as the three of us turned around to the auditorium.
"Who cares!" exclaimed Malcolm, "First period is cancelled."
I slighlty smmiled, because that was true, but I still felt sick in my stomach.
The auditorium was filled with hundreds of students. Callen, Malcolm and I sat two rows from the back.
Malcolm and Callen were just talking randomly talking about football I guess, while I kind of blanked out.
I haven't in my life had this feeling. It wasn't physical pain, it was more like spiritual.
Great! Now I sound like on of those crazy psychics.
The auditorium began to quiet down when all the teachers sat on the stage, and a man wearing a black suit came up to the microphone.
I was pretty far away, so I couldn't really see his face clearly. But, he did look like he was 50, and his hair was dyed completely black (I mean there is no way at the age you could have natural black hair).
"Students of Willowdale Academy," began the man. His voice was the same as on the intercom, just more raspy.
"Mr Jones wasn't really feeling well, so he asked me to come and deliver a small speech to you," he continued.
"This is going to be boring," said Callen, making himself comfortable on his wooden chair.
"Cal, can we go?" I asked.
Callen looked at me and started to smile, "Anywhere you want babe!"
"Not to make out!" I exclaimed, "I really need some air." My heart started to beat faster.
Callen POV
I sighed a bit, but Josie needed my help. Plus, anything was better than listening to this old man.
I looked back at the exit, but there was a teacher standing in the way. I looked around at the other four exits, and each had a teacher standing at the door. This was kind of weird. I mean, I know sometimes teachers stand to make sure we shut up, but this looked like bootcamp.
"You humans will make a great addition to our new society..." said the man in the black suit.
Then it hit me, Why did he say humans?
"Yeah, let's go," I nodded to Josie, as I felt like I needed air as well.
As soon as we got up, the man in the black suit looked at us, "Where do you think you two are going?" he said into the microphone.
At this moment, everyone in the school was looking at us.
"I'm sorry was my lecture too boring?" he continued, "Let me change it up a bit."
At that instant, a black cloud surrounded the man and everyone in the auditorium began to gasp.
As the cloud slowly disappeared, instead of the boring, old man, there was a figure, dressed in black armour and helmet, with two swords in his hands.
The students in the front row, probably the freshman, started to scream as they tried to run.
But then, the teachers started to block their path too. A black cloud surrounded the 10 teachers in the room, and soon they became black, shadowy monsters.
The whole auditorium started to scream. Everyone ran in a different direction, but it was no use. Those monsters grabbed many students, and eventually they were on the ground unconscious.
"This is messed up," I managed to mutter in shock.
