Hey, went for a vacation in Hawaii and got too lazy to write anything! So, don't torture me, please…….
30th March 2005
Anna's POV
I felt the heat of the sun on my face as I suddenly jerked out of my dreams that were filled with people coming after me waving torches yelling that I was a mutant. I blinked up at the ceiling. "Weird," I said aloud. Birds chirped loudly and I slowly registered that my alarm clock wasn't ringing.
Not ringing…the awful truth suddenly hit me like a truck. "I'm late!" I yelled to no one in particular as I leaped out of my bed and made a mad dash for my closet. Mentally berating myself, I wondered why I had overslept. Usually, I couldn't sleep past six-thirty in the morning. And as far as I could remember, I hadn't been able to sleep the previous night. I paused in the doorway of my bathroom as I considered whether I should take a hasty shower. At last, I shrugged and madly brushed my teeth, rinsing hastily and grabbing the red shirt and red pants that were lying on the bed.
It registered in my mind that there were tissues everywhere. I frowned, taking in the mess as I brushed my hair. Either someone had been in my room crying or someone had gone on a tissue rampage. Then I noticed it. Burn marks were on the walls everywhere. Not only that, but there seemed to be blood on the walls too.
I shuddered as I tossed the brush onto the bed, realizing that my arm ached every time I moved it and that I couldn't remember the previous nights' happenings very well. In fact, I couldn't remember the previous day's happening as well. But I had no time to consider petty things like that. I was late and I did not want to be late!
My radio crackled to life as I shut the door, none too softly. "You're late, you're late…" it chanted.
"Now you tell me!" I yelled at it, as I flew down the stairs, grabbing the first cereal bar I found on the table. I stopped short. The whole house was in a mess! I couldn't understand it. After all, my mom was the resident neat freak around here. I picked up my neatness from her. In fact, my whole family had.
Now the previous night's incident was starting to vaguely form in my mind. I could remember Dad yelling at someone, but for the life of me, I couldn't remember who. I shook my head and raced out of the house, making sure that I locked the door. Dad was so paranoid about safety.
Figuring that it would only take me a few minutes to get to school, I hastened my steps and continued into a full sprint towards school, since there was no bus. I checked myself suddenly. I was late; there was no bus, of course!
I arrived at school five minutes past eight. Amazingly, there were still students slowly ambling into their respective classes. I slammed my locker after retrieving my History books and rushed into class. Grabbing the seat next to the window, I groaned as I put my arm on the desk. That was when I realized there were huge bruises on my arm. I moved my arm, wincing as I did so. I wondered how I sustained bruises. After all, I was usually so cautious that even my friends (and I didn't have many) had thought I was strange.
I frowned as last night's happenings started to form in my mind when Mrs. Henley's voice snapped me out of my daydreams. "Class," she announced. "Today's the time for that test I told you about a week earlier."
Murmurs ran round the class as they started grumbling about it. I grinned, feeling extremely confident, tapping my foot on the floor. That was when I felt it.
An earthquake.
Love cliffhangers. I wonder what Anna will do next. Oh say, I'm thinking about pairing her up with one of the New Recruits. Anyone care to take a vote? Of course, if you object, I won't mind so much…