Hello again! Right I know I haven't finished my other story, but I had this really good Idea for a story, so I'm leaving my other on for a while. But I promise I shall get back to it, some day! ;-P
Anyway hope you enjoy it, this idea came to me in a dream! It did honestly. But just to let you no Danny and Tucker have never met Sam before. Don't worry all will be explained.
Right I'll shut up now, ON WITH THE STORY!
Luffness Redi xxx
Chapter 1
A cool breeze came through Sam bedroom window, it was mid October. The leaves on the old oak tree outside were a crisp golden brown. Sam wasn't sure if she was going to like it or not here. Her mind was so uncertain. Nothing in her life went smoothly. She'd never even had a proper friend.
Sam tried to think of the positive things in life, she did this a lot. Mainly to cover the dark things she had inside of her.
Moving house wasn't really a big thing for her; she had done many times before. Her parents acted like it wasn't really a big thing, but the reason they moved so much was because of her. Sometimes she wished she had never been born, she felt so sorry for her parents. They could never settle down properly and have a good life because she always messed it up.
Sam felt a tear roll down her cheek as she started to unpack her many books. On the outside she acted tough, like she didn't need anyone and proud to be different, but inside she just wanted to be normal and have friends.
She was so alone…
Yet a few more tears escaped her eyes, splashing the book she was holding. She was interrupted by her mother slowly opening her bedroom door.
"Samantha, sweetheart are you alright?" Her mother said softly.
Wiping away her tears quickly, she said "Yes mom, just thought I should take a little break from packing."
Her Mother looked at her concerned. Sam smiled weakly, but it was obvious that she had been crying.
"Oh Samantha, I know you think it's your entire fault that we moved, but, but" her Mother tried to reassure her.
"Mom please. Stop trying to sweeten it up. I know it was my fault. I always screw up!" Sam glared at her Mother.
"Sweetheart it wasn't you fault, we were even thinking about moving away from New York, before the incident!" Her Mother said quickly, but she looked upset.
"I'm sorry I snapped Mom, but you don't have to cover me up. I know what I did in New York, and I'll say it a thousand times. I am truly sorry." Sam reminded her Mother.
"I know Darling. Well we better get unpacking; we have a whole new fresh start!" Her Mother smiled warmly.
"Great!" Sam said sarcastically, but with that she went up and hugged her mum, "a fresh start, this time I'll try not to mess it up."
She hugged her daughter back tightly, not wanting to let go. Yes, she had made things go wrong in the past, but that wasn't her fault. Mrs. Manson smiled down at her daughter, she was proud to see her like this. Managing to cope with the life she has.
"Tea will be ready around one hour and cheer up sweetie; you might even make some new friends, the school near here is lovely." Sam Mother said breaking the hug.
"Tea will be ready around one hour and cheer up sweetie; you might even make some new friends, the school near here is lovely." Sam Mother said breaking the hug.
"Doubt it." Sam murmured walking back over to her many unpacked boxes.
"I'm sure you will Sam, you're an amazing person." Her mother whispered as she closed the door.
Sam sighed and then said aloud "Me, get a friend? Ha!"
She flopped down on her newly made bed. She was almost immediately deep in thought. Thoughts buzzed through her mind. Making her confused, nervous, scared and curious all at the same time.
What was her new school going to be like?
She new for a fact that she wasn't going to be Miss. Popular; no one would accept her for who she is. Or would they?
So many questions were squashed up in her head; it was giving her a headache. Sam sat up and buried her head in her hands.
Suddenly I voice came from behind her, she shot up quickly.
"Having fun there Samantha?" the deep voice said to her.
Sam looked up at a tall middle aged man; his long deep red hair was put back. His cold black eyes stared at the young Goth.
"Leave me alone Fluchimas!" Sam shouted.
"Why's that Samantha? Getting all joyful about the merry new life?" Fluchimas smirked "Like that would ever happen, you always mess it up. One way or another!"
"That's not true!" Sam said shaking her head, "I won't mess it up this time! I will be a normal teenager!"
Fluchimas just laughed a cruel, evil laugh. "I'd like to see you try! With me around, I don't think that will be happening!"
"It will, it will!" Sam cried, not only tried to convince Fluchimas but also herself.
"Samantha there is a reason my name is Fluchimas, it comes from the word curse. So the Germans say. And that my dear is what my name says. I curse people, and make their life a living hell. Until they wish they were dead!" He explained cruelly.
Sam just sat their, her raven hair covering her face.
She looked up to face Fluchimas, her amethyst eyes full of hate, "Get out!"
Fluchimas just raised an eyebrow at her, an evil grins plastered on his face.
"GET OUT!" Sam shouted getting up of the bed.
Her eyes started to glow an eerily shade of purple. Strange purple embroidery marking started to appear around her wrist.
"Now, now Samantha we know what happens when you get angry. People get hurt and people die." Fluchimas said staying reasonable calm.
Sam unclenched her wrists as the embroidery faded. She blinked hard and the purple glow disappeared.
"Very good. I see you still have that little spark of my power." He smirked.
"That 'spark of power' nearly destroyed half of New York!" Sam said coldly.
"That's what I intended."
Sam could feel the anger spring back into life again. But before Sam could even react properly, Fluchimas waved a hand over her; she instantly fell on the floor.
"Pleasant dreams Samantha, we shall meet again soon."
With that he walked to the window, and disappeared.
Phew finished, that took me some to time to write.
And I know there were only two characters which you are familiar with, but don't worry shmexiful Danny shall be here soon! Oh and about mah OC Fluchimas, o Fluchi as I call him (well not in the story, but you know). I know it's a really crap name, but I was in German class today flipping through a German dictionary (don't know why, I mean I wasn't like in German to actually learn German) and I came across Fluch, that means to curse. So since that the story is called Cursed, I figured that could work.
So mah lovely what do you think of mah popping-fresh idea? Hope you liked it, if you love me you will review it. Or I'll stick Moli (goth.in.shorts) on you. Believe me you don't want that cuz she is a carrot.
Stay tuned for chapie dos, Danny will be in this one, I shall make sure of it!
VICTORY IS MINE!
-runs off-
Luffness Redi xxx