Okeedokee here it is the second chapter. Sorry if its isnt moving along the fatest I promise will get to the good stuff later on I'm still trying to really get the feel of the chracters and this website. Really confused as to how to get it workingSo review ok. Yeah!
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My head felt groggy and when I opened my eyes I couldn't see a thing. I didn't know what was going on and I started to panic. I could feel that I was in a warm velvet bed and that I was covered in blankets.
I guess that could be the cause of why I am so hot right now. I got up and started to feel my way around and new. The place was cold and smelled like it was near the water. Though the water didn't smell the cleanest.
When I got up I felt the cold hard floor, and knew I couldn't be back at school. The floor felt almost like cement. Hospitals didn't have cement floors! Just then I started to really panic and hyperventilate. Where was I, and why did everything feel so wrong. There was no way in hell that I was back in Michigan anymore. Nah uh! Nope! Something was definitely wrong.
"Yo where am? Hello is anyone there? Hey I'm talking to you!"
I suddenly heard a scramble as someone got up and started to move around. Still I didn't see any light. Next thing I knew someone was holding my hand and guiding me towards a table. I could tell it was a he because no girl would smell like that. He smelled like he hadn't bathed in months, as he guided me towards the table. I broke the tension by shoving him away.
"No offense but who are you, why am I here, AND WHY CANT I SEE!" It had gotten to a point of pure aggravation. I knew I shouldn't be yelling but when I got mad I got mad and this was just one of those days.
SMACK
I felt the full force of a hand come smashing into my face and I knew the guy had smacked me. What the…he smacked me… he actually smacked me that (you know what I mean). What right does he have to smack me! Then that little voice came back to me.
Um, Chris he has every right to smack you. He saved your life remember! Jeez luh weez all you could do is show a little common courtesy.
"I just saved your life so you had better watch what you say Mademoiselle (sp?). Now I should tell you that it appears that you are blind. I cannot tell however if it is temporary. Now sit down and eat something before I make you."
A pair of hands picked me up by my shoulders and set me gently into the chair and I heard a plate pushed across the table in my direction. I just sat there shaking. I didn't know what to say and was scared to move. I was blind? First Adrianne and Darianne and now I'm blind?
Better believe it. You when careening into the rock pretty hard and I'm not surprised that it didn't joggle your memory a bit. Said the voice in my head
I guess that he could tell I was severely disturbed by this, because at that moment he came over and set his arm around my shoulder.
" I am sorry for slapping you Mlle. It wasn't my place but you must understand I am just as upset about your appearance as you are." He accented appearance in a way that I knew he meant my clothes as well. All of a sudden I gasped stood up and grabbed my clothing trying to look at it but remembering I was blind.
"Oh God my clothes? These aren't the clothes I was wearing when I fell in the lake I know they aren't. Plus I'm not wearing any shoes." Even though I couldn't see I could tell he was blushing. I could get used to the heightened senses.
"I am sorry but I had to change your clothes. You would have frozen had I not. I found some extras in your bag along with some rather interesting items inside. Do you mind if I inquire as to what they are."
I sat down calmly and smiled to myself.
"Uh have you been living in the 19th century or something? No offense but everyone knows what a laptop is. Oh by the way sorry but you can stop calling me Mademoiselle, its Christina but everyone calls me Chris and if you call me Christine you'll regret it. I hate that name. To many annoying chits by that name." Just then I noticed that his voice sounded very familiar. Like a famous actor or something. I could recognize that Scottish drawl anywhere. Why wouldn't it come to mind? And then it hit me. GERRY BUTLER!
I stared at the girl incredulously. Her name was so similar to that of. No I wouldn't say it. I opted to cal her Christina and answer the crazy child when I noticed an expression of familiarity on her face.
"Mlle. Christina it is the 19th century. The year 1871 to be precise. Are you alright Mlle." I was afraid the lady was gonna throw another tantrum but instead she just stared straight ahead with an expression of pure horror."
"Did you say 1871. Oh my god! Your voice I knew I knew that voice. But it cant be. No no no no no. Please tell me this isn't true. If this is some trick its really stupid and you should stop right here okay."
"I apologize for any confusion but every word I say is the truth. I think you need some rest Mlle. Christina this is obviously to much for you."
I picked her up and balanced her in my arms while I carried her in the room. I noticed that a single tear was silently falling down her cheek from the bright golden eyes that so closely resembled wolf eyes, while she just lay there starring ahead. I felt very worried just then.
"Are you sure that it isn't the year 2005?" She whispered.
"Yes Mlle. Christina it is. But enough for today you need your rest."
I tucked the blankets around her and left her to her misery. Something was very strange about this girl and if she truly thought she was from the future than I had more to worry about than I thought.
It seems that I once again have something to do with my life other than brood.
Muwahahahaa. So there ya go mateys Arr. Hope you like it so far.