Authors Note:Well hello again, all :) I want to thank each and every one of you for the amazing reviews that I had been getting. Honestly, when I started this story, I wasn't sure what to expect but you guys have been very supportive and have given me fantastic advice when I have asked for it. So, here is your reward, a chapter in Bentley's POV. Many of you have been asking what has happened to him or when he is coming back into the story, well here is it :) Now. So, I really hope you enjoy this chapter. I've worked extra hard on it to make sure that it was perfect.
Now, I want to ask for a favor in return, since I made a Bentley chapter for you all...I'd like to ask you all to read my Ghost Hunters International fanfiction. It's called 'GHI: It's The Fear'. It isn't that long, three chapters have been posting and I've gotten zero response from it. There is still four chapters left to go (like I said, it isn't very long...) but I would really like someone to look over it and just give some of their thoughts on it. You don't even have to be a Ghost Hunters or GHI fan to understand everything, alot of the stuff is explained within the paragraphs and if you have ANY questions at all after reading it, I would be happy to answer them.
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We Change, We Wait
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Chapter Sixteen – We Change, We Wait
Bentley POV
Waking up this morning, for some reason that was unknown to me, I had a feeling bubbling in the pit of my stomach that something really bad was going to happen today. Normally I was not the type to be superstitious but somehow I couldn't just shake this feeling off. I almost dreaded getting out of my warm and comfy to get ready for school. But somehow, I'm not sure exactly how, I talked myself into getting out of bed and going through my usual morning routine.
As I was taking a shower, I aloud my mind to think over the events that last few days had brought. Some strange things had been happening to me lately and I wasn't really sure why. Sometimes I would just get these feelings where I would just, know something and I had no idea why or how I knew it in the first place. For example, I was setting the dinner table when I turned to my mother and said, "It's grandma—she'll keep you on the phone for about fifteen minutes, do you want me to put food on the table too?" Mom had looked at my funny before the phone rang. Turned out it was my mom's mother and since she was a chatty person, she kept my mother on the phone for fifteen minutes and true to my word I put dinner on the table by the time my father and brother came into the kitchen to eat. Mom didn't ask me how I knew what was going to happen—heck I didn't even know what was happening.
Besides the freaky phone call thing, I am starting to become stronger—although I haven't been going to the gym to work out. I haven't even been lifting weights. My endurance, speed, agility and healing is changing too. I cut my finger yesterday on accident and within a few minutes it looked as good as new, like there hadn't been a cut in the first place. I have no idea how it was happening either. Oh, and don't even get my started on my hearing. It's almost like I have been hearing things that I probably shouldn't be hearing. I was in my room listening to music when I heard a car pull up to my house. I heard my father talking on his cell phone to a business partner at work. They were arguing about some business project and although I was nearly two stories above them plus maybe thirty feet away—I could hear every word that they were saying—although, it never did last very long. Sometimes I could hear weird things and other times I couldn't. It was as if it came and went. Whatever it was, it was really strange. I don't know what's going on with me. I think I may be going psychotic or something.
I got out of the shower and quickly picked out my clothes. I was the type of person who really didn't care what they wore from their closet. I picked out the first things that my hands got a hold of and threw them on before I put on my usual converse. One of my friends had once, jokingly of course, made a comment that my shoes made my feet look like a clowns feet, especially when wearing skinny jeans. But in all honestly I didn't care if they did or not.
After I was dressed I made my way down to our kitchen do get something to eat. My stomach was grumbling loudly. That was another odd thing; it seemed as if I was always hungry. But I guess that was just a teenage boy thing. I hate tons and tons of food but never gained a pound. I definitely wasn't one of those boys who ate a ton and was over weight. I was lucky because I was skinny but still had muscle on me.
"Hey do you need a ride to school?" I heard a familiar deep voice ask when I entered the kitchen.
I looked up to see my older 'brother' Ryan, sitting at the table finishing up a bowl of cereal. Well, technically Ryan isn't really my brother. Ryan is actually my adoptive brother. He's older than me by two years. In fact, he actually just turned eighteen a month ago and is graduating highschool this year. Lucky him, I still have two and a half more years of highschool left.
In case you are wondering, I was adopted. My parents died when I was really young, or so I was told. After my parents death their closest friends, Paul and Terèsa Rivera, took me in. Paul and Terèsa have taken care of me ever since. I don't really know anything about my adoptive parents other than their last name was Hawthorne. So really, my name is Bentley James Hawthorne-Rivera. It's long and complicated—which is the reason that I don't add 'Hawthorne' in my name when people ask. My adoptive parents are very secretive when we are discussing my birth parents, so like I mentioned earlier, I don't really know much about them.
I turned to grin at my brother, happy that he was offering. "Yeah I do, thanks Ryan."
"Okay. Well, I'm leaving in about fifteen minutes. Be ready by then." Ryan said before he placed his cereal bowl in the sink and then went upstairs, leaving me all alone in the kitchen.
Having already gotten my things for school ready earlier, I decided that I would fix myself some breakfast. I wasn't much of a cook but I could manage to make something semi-edible if I really wanted to. I reached into the freezer and pulled out some breakfast hot pockets. I smiled slightly as I got out the box. I knew Amber was in love with these things. I teased her all the time saying that she could live on the stupid things. I put the hot pockets in the microwave—I was hungry so I decided to cook two for myself. As I watched the hot pockets spin around in the microwave I allowed myself to think about Amber again.
Amber was the only girl I was really close to. I mean sure I was friends with Roxie, Shay, Gabrielle, Avery, Lola and the rest of the girls that sat with us at lunch but Amber was different. I would go as far as saying Amber was my best friend. I knew that I could tell Amber anything and she wouldn't judge me for it. Besides just being my best girl friend (not girlfriend, she's a friend that is a girl), I also had a crush on her. I have had one on her for the longest time, probably since the first time I met her. Ever since Ethan and Lola found out they have been bugging me to ask her out. I would, but I am just too afraid of rejection.
The beep of the microwave ripped me from my thoughts. I took the plate from the microwave and quickly ate my food, not even waiting for it to cool. Strangely the hotness didn't even bother me. Usually I would have burnt my tongue if I ate them right after taking them from the microwave but this time, it didn't.
After eating, I put my plate in the sink and then waited for my brother to drive me to school. I suddenly saw Ryan appear suddenly at the bottom of the stairs, "Hey little bro, are you ready?" he asked me.
I nodded, "Yeah." I told him. "Let's go."
As we walked towards his truck I couldn't shake off that incredibly chilling the feeling again. All I knew was that something was going to go horribly wrong today. Somehow I hoped that I was wrong and that I was just imagining things.
Little did I know that my feeling was completely right.
I was sitting in second period—studyhall for me—when I first saw them. Ever since right before first period, all I have been hearing about is everyone talking about the two gorgeous new kids who had basically mysteriously appeared overnight. Nobody had known that there would be new kids coming. They were also talking about Amber and her friends. They said they were different somehow but they weren't sure how.
As I took my seat in studyhall, I listed half heartedly while the studyhall teacher began babbling about how one of this history classes would be using the studyhall classroom (which was just a regular classroom) as well since their teacher had left with an emergency. I rested my head against the top of the desk I was sitting at—reveling in the coldness of it. I usually slept all through studyhall—I mean, what else was I going to do? I didn't have any homework to work on or any book to read. Just seconds before the bell rang, two completely gorgeous girls walked gracefully into the classroom. At first I thought they were the new students but as soon as they started to sit down into their seats I felt my breath hitch. They defiantly were not new students and they defiantly didn't have this class with me normally either. It was Amber and Roxie.
'They look so different.' I thought.
Amber had always been a sort of pale, but she always had a light tan on her skin. Now she was so pale that if I didn't know any better I would say that she was deathly ill. Her jet black hair looked more shiny and alive than usual. Her new hair brought out her incredibly striking indigo eyes.
'Wait, indigo eyes? Amber has green eyes.' I thought.
Her figure had changed and became more defined. She also looked taller somehow but I shook that thought away when I realized she was wearing pointy toed black boots.
'Since when does she even wear heels? I thought she despised those things!' I wondered.
Roxie looked different too. But, it wasn't just their looks that were different. It was much more than that. Mostly, it was the way that they held themselves that shocked me so much. It was like they all of a sudden had so much confidence in themselves. I knew for a fact that Amber had always been extremely self-conscious about her looks but now it was like all of that have flown out the window. Roxie was the same way. For a change, Roxie didn't look as goth as she normally did. Something strange was going on.
"Do you feel that?" I heard Roxie say quietly, although I knew for a fact that she wasn't talking to me.
Curious as to what Roxie was talking about, my head snapped up and my eyes made their search around the room to find the two girls. When I found them, I was confused. Roxie was clearly whispering, but I could hear her all the way on the opposite side the room where I was sitting. Great—I knew what that meant. Obviously I was having problems with my freaky hearing again.
"Feel what?" I heard Amber say in reply.
Roxie shrugged and looked around the room. I looked closer and saw that her eyes were narrowed in confusion. "I don't really know. I just have this really weird feeling that there is something else in here with us." Roxie said.
Amber took a deep breath and then her face scrunched up. "Roxie, we aren't the only things in here." she laughed quietly. "There are at least thirty other teenagers in here with us."
Roxie shook her head, "No! That's not what I meant. Whatever it is, it's something else. It almost feels like there is something powerful in here with us. I can feel it all throughout my body and it's like it just knows that there is something in here that shouldn't be."
"Oh…that." Amber said with a sigh. "I know. I noticed it as soon as we can in here."
"I wonder what it is." Roxie murmured.
I tilted my head to the side slightly in confusion, a habit I had picked up from Amber since she did it so frequently whenever she was confused or didn't understand something. I wondered what they were talking about exactly. What were they feeling that would make them so uneasy?
"Just ignore it, it's not like anything in this room could harm us anyways." Amber whispered.
They fell into a stony silence after than and I frowned, what did she mean by the fact that nothing could hurt her? Amber and Roxie were both pretty tiny and I knew that they weren't the strongest people in the world, or at least I didn't think they were. I stared at them for a while and noticed that something about them seemed more durable and stronger than it used to. It was then that I noticed something else shocking, neither of them were breathing. I stared at them in amazement for the rest of class—forgetting completely about my usually routine of sleeping through this class. They weren't even turning blue and they hadn't taken a breath since I had started watching them in the middle of class.
Suddenly the bell rang and both Amber and Roxie shot out of the classroom faster than I would have thought possible. It seemed like nobody else noticed though.
A few minutes later, I sat down in my desk in English still deep in thought at what I had just witnessed. I looked at my desk in surprise, I didn't even remember leaving the studyhall and walking to my neck class. I guess I was just that engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't even remember leaving second period. I became lost in my thoughts once more and I very surprised and just a little annoyed when Lola and Ethan popped up out of practically no where.
"Heya!" Lola said loudly, startling me. She sat down in the empty seat next to me with a large smile.
"Hey. 'Sup Bentley." Ethan said and gave me a high-five.
I returned his enthusiastic gesture half-heartedly. "Hey man." I said absent mindedly.
Lola rolled her eyes at me, "Daydreaming again?" she asked teasingly.
I scowled, "No."
"Bullshit! I bet you ten bucks that if he wasn't daydreaming about her, he was at least thinking about Amber." Ethan said.
"I wasn't justthinking about Amber—actually I was thinking about how different Roxie and Amber seemed today. Amber's history class had to come in with my studyhall today and they were just acting really weird and they looked different too." Ethan and Lola raised their eyebrows at me, "I don't know, maybe it's just me." I said.
Lola's smile dropped slightly, "Yeah I noticed that too. I wonder how Amber got her hair to look like that. It looks like she got it done in some sort of salon or something. But, didn't Amber tell us that they were camping and weren't returning until this morning? So how did they manage to fix up her hair like that in the woods?"
"And what's up with them hanging out with those two new kids, the senior and the new boy in our grade. They have never mentioned either of them before yet they seem to know them pretty well." Ethan pointed out.
"I know. Maybe we should ask them about lunch." I said. "But another thing that I was wondering about—I heard a couple of students talking about how they all came together in two cars this morning. In a Jeep and a really nice black car." I said.
"Oh, well that's true, I saw them pull into the parking lot this morning. The Jeep is Matt's beloved baby that he never gets the chance to drive and the black car is the new senior's Bentley." Ethan explained. He looked thoughtful for a moment, "Did you're birth parents realize that they named you after a car?" he teased lightheartedly.
I rolled my eyes at him and ignored his playful jab. "Oh, well I guess that makes a little bit of sense but I thought that they usually came in Brie and Olivia's cars. Speaking of Brie, where was she anyways? I haven't seen her at all today." I pondered.
Lola turned somber, "You didn't hear what happened?" she said sadly.
I shook my head, confused at where this was going.
"Brie was in a car accident on the way to their campsite. I guess she they had to driver her home because she felt sick or something. She supposedly was in her own car on her way back to the campsite when she crashed. Some guy that was passed the crash on his way out of town called the accident in. Rumor has it that Amber was about to call the police because she hadn't heard from Brie in a day when Amber's mom called and told them what happened. They were all crushed with the news." Lola explained.
My mouth opened and closed a couple of times. I was unsure exactly what to say to that. I was shocked to say the least and worried about how Amber and her friends were taking it. "When did this happen?" I finally asked.
Ethan shrugged, "Sometime during break, but nobody knows for sure so I can't tell you for sure what day it happened. The police and the families are keeping everything hush-hush. No one is exactly sure as to why or how it happened either. I bet the only way you can get any real information would be if you were to ask Amber about it." Ethan answered.
"Wow, Amber must be completely devastated. She was always really close with Brie." I whispered sadly.
Lola smiled sadly, "You really should talk to her about it later. Maybe that might help her a little bit." She suggested.
"Maybe." I said.
Lola suddenly save me a sly smile, "Are you ever going to ask her out?"
Ethan got a twin smirk on his face and I knew he was going to jump right in too. No one was with me anymore! They were all conspiring against me. Okay, so maybe that's a bit much but still.
"I think you should go for it. I mean, we all know that you have been in love with her for what seems like forever. Just ask her out already." Ethan told me.
I frowned, "I don't think she likes me that way."
Lola shook her head furiously, "You know that isn't true. Amber loves you the same way you love her and you know it. You are just too much of a chicken to accept it and see what it standing there right in front of your face. Get over yourself and just ask her out already." She said sternly.
I stared at Ethan and Lola—unsure of what the say. Of course it was no secret that I really liked Amber and more than anything wanted her to be my girlfriend, but could I really ask her? After thinking it over very carefully for a few minutes I decided on one thing—yes, yes I could.
I nodded without saying a word to Lola and Ethan.
Lola grinned, "So…you will?" she asked excitedly.
I nodded again.
She squealed and started to bounce up and down in complete joy and happiness. Several students and the teacher turned to look at the three of us. We were supposed to be having individual reading time so we had all been whispering so the teacher wouldn't realize we weren't reading. But no, Lola had managed to blow our cover. The teacher gave us a stern look as Lola managed to calm herself down a bit but I could tell she was till extremely happy about something.
"Oh my god! When are you going to ask her?" Lola exclaimed in a whisper, if that were even possible.
I shrugged, "Who knows," I said. "But it will probably be sometime later on today."
"You could ask her at lunch," Ethan said, offering his opinion. "After we get done eating just tell her that you need to talk to her about something important and then just ask her straight out to go on a date with you."
Lola nodded enthusiastically, "Right!"
I was about to reply when the English teacher called the entire class to attention for a good discussion on what we had supposed to have been reading during our individual reading time. I watched as Lola and Ethan quickly flipped through the pages of the book we were assigned. Luckily, I had already read the book.
I was just leaving English when I ran into someone. I was about to apologize but when my eyes finally focused on the person who I had ran over I had to fight the grimace that threatened to take over my face. I saw Audrey Mills standing before me, smiling up at me all the while wearing her usual sluttish attire. Most of the guys at school thought she was really hott but I on the other hand didn't care for girls who dressed so sluttish. In fact, only one girl at our school even managed to catch my eye and that person, without a doubt, was Amber.
"Hello Bentley…" Audrey said in what she probably assumed was a seductive voice. It was high pitched and breathy.
"Uh—hi Audrey." I answered, a little shocked at how she was acting around me.
She giggled slightly and pressed herself against me while resting her hand on my chest. I was so shocked I couldn't move, much less push her away. Audrey never talked to me. So why was she doing so now? I've went to school with her since I first moved here and she never once looked my way. What changed?
"So, I have a question for you." She said sweetly.
I gulped slightly, "What?"
"How about the two of us hook up?" she asked.
My eyes widened, "Will I what?" I asked.
"Be my boyfriend, Bentley." she replied simply, trying to push her lips into a pout.
I didn't even have to think about my answer, "Sorry but no." I said.
She pouted harder as I pushed her away from me and tried to leave. She grabbed my hand lightly, "You'll be back." she announced loudly. "Everyone knows your pathetically in love with Amber Mason. But guess what cutie, she doesn't love you back! So when she rejects your perky little ass, you'll do what they all do. You'll come crawling to me, and let me tell you Bentley, I will be waiting." She said seriously.
I shook my head and chuckled under my breath, 'Like that would ever happen.'
I completely ignored Audrey's harsh words. I wouldn't let her get to me and make me chicken out of telling Amber how I felt. Audrey didn't know shit anyways. I slowly made my way to the cafeteria for lunch, all the while trying to shake the previous encounter out of me head. I met Ethan and Xander at the back of the lunch line and we quickly made our way through the line to get our food. As I stepped out of line and looked to see who was all at our table, I was a little shocked to see three girls and another blond haired guy sitting at our table.
I raised my eyebrow slightly in confusion but then it hit me—it was Shay, Roxie, Amber—and some guy who I wasn't sure off. Amber was sitting in her usual spot, right on the end of the right side of the table while Roxie, Shay and the blond guy were positioned right across from her. They were talking in slightly hushed tones from what I could tell. About what, well that I wasn't sure about. For once my hearing wasn't acting up.
I caught myself staring at Amber and lost myself in thought as I walked over to the table, 'Wow, Amber looks even more beautiful today than she normally does. I wonder why her eyes are different today, I could have sworn on my life that they were green but now they are purple. Maybe she got color contacts—maybe I should ask her.' I thought.
Then it seemed like three things seemed to happen simultaneously. First, Amber's head snapped up and she looked straight at me, with a look of surprise and slight disgust gracing her features. Second, I felt like my heart skipped a beat as she stared at me. Her gaze was so—alluring—despite the look of disgust on her face. And third, Shay, Roxie and the blond boy started to get worried looks on their faces, kind of like the looks Amber and Roxie had when they were talking about the weird feeling they were having in History.
I looked behind me and saw that Ethan and Xander were right behind me and waiting to get to the table so they could eat. I slowly took steps toward the table. Amber's head whipped around and she turned to glare at the blond guy. She mumbled something to him and then she and the other three got into a conversation. Suddenly Amber turned livid and she—snarled—literally snarled like an angry animal—at the blond haired boy.
'Well, here goes nothing.' I thought and approached the table.
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