Again
What?
Chapter 4
I woke up feeling stiff and tired sitting on the floor, with my eyes crusted over and my leg aching. Then, I remembered it like a bad dream. The car accident.
I leaned on my old dresser as I lifted myself up. I limped over to the window and pulled back the curtains, it was still a little dim outside. I looked at my small digital clock on my desk facing my desk and it told me 4:17 am. I leaned onto the edge of my drawers and pulled myself up. I let out a painful breath I was holding and dragged myself in front of my drawers and picked out an overly large shirt and blue starry pajama pants leaking from the top drawer. I, very carefully, peeled off the hospital robe and pulled on my usual pajamas. I slumped over and forced my leg out of my bedroom and across the hall. I opened Katie's door inward and brought my dead foot in, too and slid the door shut with as little noise as possible. I walked over to the side of the bed where Katie was sleeping and shook her lightly.
"Katie?" I whispered.
"What?" She grumbled, turning to her other side.
"I can't sleep." I admitted.
"What time is it?" She muttered while cracking her eyelids open, a little to blink at me before going back to her half-sleep.
"I dunno." I answered, slightly exasperated. "Early morning?"
"Go make some coffee..." She offered in a moan and added with a sniff, "And take a shower, please."
I scowled at her, doubting she cared, and walked out of the room, my bare feet thudding on the wooden floored hallway to the kitchen. I took out the coffee can, took out the coffee machine, plugged it in and groggily put in the water and the coffee grounds and let it simmer. I let out a long sigh and sat down at the kitchen table.
The morning was gray with a hint of pink coming from the east. I could almost see the Pacific Ocean from where I sat, but not quite. It was too foggy. I got up to get some cream and stirred it into my coffee. I was starting to get lonely. I looked up at the clock. 4:26, still too early too force Katie to get up, but I could call my mom and attempt to tell her what happened.
I walked over to the dishwasher, covered with papers and junk, and took the cord phone off the wall and listened for a ring tone. I dialed and listened to it ring.
I looked up and saw a figure in the dark living room, searching through all the magazines, books, and crap I needed to organize on the coffee table.
"Katie?" I whispered hesitantly. It wasn't Katie. It looked up at me with frightening hazel eyes all in black cover over it's head and dressed in complete black-head to foot. It brought a finger up to its lips, but by then I already started screaming. I closed my eyes tight and willed it to go away.
"Yes? Hello? What is it? Hello?" Came out of the receiver I had dropped on the floor.
"M-mommy?" I whimpered into the phone. I scanned where the person was before, but they were gone. I could see some kind of blue mist in the living room, but it was probably my imagination.
"Sara? What's wrong? What happened?" She asked, concerned. "Why were you screaming?"
"I-I thought I saw a spider." I lied. Before I knew it, Katie scrambled into the kitchen, followed by Greg from the back door.
"What happened?" Both of them shouted almost in unison.
"Sp-spider." I explained, trying to sound convincing. Katie smacked her head and Greg headed back to bed. Katie started puttering around the kitchen.
"Might as well get breakfast started." She mumbled.
"So, how are you, dear?" My mother sparked up conversation.
"Well..." I began.
She took it, ok, and told me she was going to fly out here to get me a deal on a new one, working for Toyota had its advantages.
Greg opened the passenger door for me and I hobbled into the car and put my crutches and back pack in the trunk.
"Ready?" He asked.
"Ready as I'll ever be." I grunted. Katie had decided to walk to school today. As I expected, she laughed and mimiced me all morning. 'Look Sara! There's a car right in front of you!' or 'SPIDER!'
Greg started up the car and we were off, a 20 minute drive to school. The drive was particularly quiet, except for small talk. When we got to the school, Greg pointed to the car door and yelled "Spider!" I didn't recognize my cue, but a minute later I tried screaming "Where? WHERE!" I jumped out of my seat and Greg started laughing like he had really scared me. Please.
I crutched my way through my classes, it was such a hassle. Because I couldn't carry my books, I had to wear my backpack everywhere and it killed my back. I lagged through English, Social Studies, Algebra, and Theatre.
When lunch came, I was more than grateful, and since I didn't have any classes before lunch with my friends. Now, I could explain what happened.
I sauntered over to our usual lunch table and sat down. I didn't want lunch today, I felt I needed to throw up. Danielle arrived first. She was the most sane of my friends, calm, cool, collected, smart, and an over achiever. She had pretty features, a soft round face, dark brown eyes, and medium-length, almost black hair. Her body features were long, she was tall (but not taller than me) and she had more muscle than a figure, she was a soccer player.
She sat down on the other side of the table and immediately noticed the crutches. "Sara? What happened? You weren't here yesterday..."
"I crashed into someone who ran a red light." I admitted.
She laughed. "Sara." She nagged, shaking her head.
"I know, I know."
She shook her head a little more and began to eat her lunch.
Aja was the next to arrive.
Aja. Yes that's right. Pronounced A-SIA. Aja is medium-height with short light brown hair and light blue eyes. She had quite the figure, Aja, like me, didn't do any sports, but could run fast. She had asthma, though and family issues (she actually had a reason that she couldn't do sports). She was quiet in public, talkative in private, very blunt, and didn't keep much very long.
"Where were you-" She started but then began laughing. "How'd you do this?"
I opened my mouth but Danielle got to it before me. "Car accident. She was going to be late so she sped."
"I was not-" I tried, but Aja just kept laughing.
"Nice." She said while flicking the cast before sitting down next to it.
After a few minutes of laughing and eating, Hannah and Sabrina arrived.
Hannah and Sabrina were both short.
Hannah had wavy light brown hair, light skin, and brown eyes. Sabrina had longish almost black hair, tan, and soft facial features.
They arrived as chatty as ever, but it was obvious who was doing the more talking.
"Did you hear about..." Hannah started but then both saw my cast.
"Car accident. " I explained they did the standard "Are you ok?"s and then went on chitting and chatting about different things.
Not much else happened during lunch. Danielle told us how soccer practice with "Spring Select" went. Aja, as usual, didn't say much. Hannah jabbed on away about boys, clothes, and Jesse Mcartney who was, and I quote, "a total hottie". Sabrina talked about how Yearbook was going.
The bell, meaning lunch was over, came sooner than I expected, probably because I was zoning out.
I breezed through Homeroom and Science, not having any homework forgotten or projects delayed.
Usually, I would run like the wind to my last class which was Phys. Ed. But, today I could only hobble towards the other side of the campus like an old turtle. Hoping the bell would ring later than it was suppose to. It didn't.
I entered the girl's locker room with a scolding from the female coach. I apologized and explained about my leg.
"Do you have a doctor's note?"
Shit.
"Then, just try to run it out, ok? I bet it'll be fine." She tapped my cast. "Just fine."
Well, it wasn't "just fine".
I limped through the fist row of lockers and plopped down on the bench.
"Still doing P.E.? Huh?" Aja, who had the locker right next to mine, asked.
"Yep." I grunted. I hurriedly twisted my lock and pulled on it several times. Not opening. I hit it, defeatedly.
"You want me to?" Aja offered. I nodded and laughed a hollow laugh.
She opened it easily and went back to changing.
"Thanks." I ripped off my black t-shirt and jeans and pulled on the white shirt and red shorts. I struggled with the clasp of my necklace, long and silver with a cross at the end.
"Aja, could you...?"
She sighed and unhooked it. I caught it and stuffed it into my locker and shut it.
"You okay?" Aja asked.
"Why?" I smiled and she pointed at my hands.
"You're shaking." I clenched my hands and put them behind my back.
"It's nothing." At least, I hoped it was nothing, although I did feel a little dizzy. Aja made a face at me and headed for the door.
"You coming?"
"Yeah!" I answered back, finished tying my shoe and we headed for the field. It was quiet, Aja knew I was hiding something but didn't say anything.
We got to do four laps first! Great.
I jogged and uttered an ow every time my cast hit the cement around the school. Four laps around the school equals two miles. Aja, who I try to run with everyday, gave up on me after someone on their second lap passed me while I was on my first.
After I was half done with my second lap, I couldn't feel my feet, and I was going to pass out. I stopped and leaned over on my knees and breathed in. I could feel my face flaming bright red with heat and exhaustion. I closed my eyes. I had a stitch in my side, too. I cursed under my breath. I didn't want to fail P.E., though. When I looked back, I saw third lappers running for the opposite direction.
Then, I passed out, or at least I thought I passed out.
When I woke up, I was standing, see through but turning visible at the front of the field, where you should be when you finish your lap. A red light was glowing from behind... or from me.
When I was fully Sara, I could hear Aja shouting "Run Sara!" and I saw black suits running after me.
"What?" I mumbled.
A/N: I hoped you like my fourth chapter. This is where the excitement is beginning and yes, there will be somefluff and the other seshi later in the story. Not the kind of fluff that goes on and on, but just the right amount. Please review! I like reviews! They make me feel special. If you review for me, I'll review for you. Constructive critiscism is accepted.