Something Chilly

" Alright class I assume everyone has handed in their papers, Now I want you all to write a paper on the fundamental sciences of fingerprinting, and it will be due two weeks from now."

The whole class groaned.

" Yes, yes I know…. You have the whole class to start on your paper so get going."

I pulled out some lined paper, a pen and started to write. I looked up and saw that Damon was staring at me. I quickly looked away. I was done writing two pages when I felt this cool chill run down my back. I started to shiver. I looked around but saw nothing unusual. Hmm weird. I started writing again. I heard whispering. Please not here, not now. I turned to the side and saw the man from the cornfield. I gasped. Come on! Why do you have to do this now? I thought.

" Trust no one." He whispered again.

He leaned closer to me and I tried to keep my face composed.

" You need to save yourself before its too late." He said.

I had so many questions I wanted to ask him but couldn't at the moment. He grabbed my arm and I wanted to scream.

" Help me" He whispered and then he was gone.

Who was this guy and what did he want. The bell rang and I just sat there. Damon walked up to my desk.

" Can I at least walk you to your locker?" I sat there speechless.

" Um, yeah sure." We walked down the hall together to my locker. I gathered my books and put them into my backpack.

" What happened to your arm!?" He asked.

" What?" I said.

" Look at your arm it has like claw marks!"

I looked at my arm. Shit that guy must have made those marks. How am I going to explain this.

" Oh, ugh I donno how that happened."

He just looked at me with doubt in his eyes.

" I have to go I` ll see you tomorrow."

I rushed past him and out of the doors. I was defently not going to go to band practice today.