The Last One's
A/N: when they writing is Italic it's the person's thoughts.
Courtney's POV:
Courtney… a distant sounding voice said. Courtney… the voice becoming louder and clearer with every letter until… I shot out of bed and instantly opened my eyes. I saw Bridgette and Gwen at the foot of the bed staring at me.
"Morning Sleepy Beauty" Gwen said with an honest and drop dead beautiful smile. I wish I was as pretty as Gwen and Bridgette... I was insecure about myself. I've been bullied and told I was ugly and at first I ignored what they said but as I grew older I believed those words more and more as people told me. I shook my head and returned to reality.
"Come on we have classes today" Bridgette said to me. I nodded and headed for the bathroom door. I turn on the water waiting for it to warm up. The hot water droplets dripping on my skin, giving me soothing warm touch. Something my parents never gave me. I shook my head forgetting about my past life. Come on Courtney this is your chance… your second chance… I thought to myself and hoped none of the girls could hear my thoughts considering that Bridgette has a possibility of hearing one's thoughts. I turned off the water and went out. I got dressed. I wore black skinny jeans, a bloody red T-shirt, a dark purple sweater and black converse. As for my makeup I put on heavy eyeliner and pale pink lipstick.
Ok one thing nobody knows about me is that I'm punk and not prep like everybody thinks I am. I hide it from everybody else because of what happened in third grade. This new girl came and she was gothic. I wanted to be a friend to her because I wanted somebody that was not a snobby rich girl or a drama queen model that was always obsessed with a device, someone different but she was picked on a lot and she was once beat up. I saw it, and it gave me nightmares yell and screaming for her to run, but I was too afraid to stand up for her or tell somebody. After that day the principle announced that she had suicide herself and were going to find out why but they never did, the whole school, even the teachers just forgot about her everyone except me.
Get a hold of yourself Courtney… That was the past remember… Don't Screw Up…
I looked at myself in the full length mirror and decided to change my shirt for lighter purple and white colored jeans. I was too scared of people's reaction and judgment at being punk. I was tired of everybody pushing me around, closing me in; not letting me spread my wings.
No! This is your chance to finally be yourself!
But what if they don't accept me for who I really am?
No! This is your last chance and remember the punk boy you aren't alone…
That's when I remembered him and those icy-blue eyes and how they could send a shiver down anybody's spine. I snapped out of my thoughts and finally decided I was going to finally be myself, my true self. I was not going to let the past change my future. I changed back into a black ripped up jeans, a black shirt with the words Linkin Park in red letters and my dark purple sweater with my black high top converse.
I went outside into the hallway that can let you see all the girls dorms from right to left and saw Bridgette and Gwen aweing at how differently I dressed today than the day we first met. "You look lovely Courtney" Bridgette and Gwen said in union. "Thanks…" I said barely above a whisper. They nodded and walked to the cafeteria in silence. Something told me it was going to be a long day and I didn't need powers to know that when we turned around the corner of the boys dorms hallway.
No… it can't… but… she… he… I can't escape my past but I thought I would never see them… Suddenly the room got dark and before I shut my eyes for a while I saw a glimpse of lime green hair… then darkness took over me…
A/N: OK… I feel like I should stop here but since you guys were so patient for this chapter I think I'm going to give you a reward for waiting and keep on going with this chapter so on with the chapter!
I hear a distant noise getting louder. My eyelids are heavy and I try to open them but it's like I'm in some sort trance. Then my senses are on alert. My senses are telling me that I'm not alone in the room, there are four other people in the room… wait… since when could I sensed the presence of a person before… before I could even register about my developed senses I'm finally able to open my eyes and I shot up into a sitting position. But soon I realize that it was a bad idea and I get a huge headache then "COURTNEY" I hear three people screaming my name and I look up to see the worried faces of Bridgette and Gwen… and… Duncan...
"Courtney you had us worried sick I thought you were never going to wake up, you fainted when we were walking into the boys dorm hallway then you fainted your lucky Duncan caught you before fell hard on the floor" Bridgette said without taking a breath.
I looked over at Duncan who was staring at me with concerned and tired eyes. Why was he concerned about me we barely know each other unless…
No… couldn't be but… they look so much alike and those eyes… but he… he's dead… it's just impossible
I snap out of my thoughts and look away from him to Bridgette and Gwen.
"How long was I out?" I ask. Bridgette and Gwen look at each other. I sense them hesitantly with the question.
"Two weeks…" Gwen said and hangs her head.
A/N: Ok I hope this satisfied you. I am really sorry for not being able to update sooner and making you all wait for a really long time but I had issues to take care of and I had a huge writer block but I'm better now. I will update next week probably on Tuesday or Wednesday because I owe you one and I will be able to update faster now that summer is almost here. Bye
