Kallos

Chapter One

Kallos tugged the blanket over her head as the sun shone through the window. She didn’t want to get up, and she didn’t want to start a new school. Maybe she could conceal herself in a deep dark hole and never come out.

Her dad was a teacher and was offered the position of principal here. Now, she got to suffer for three years with him watching over her every single move at Fallenvale High with a measly population of four hundred. Her mother said that living in a small town would be nice, and that it would help her blossom. Kallos highly disagreed with that.

She was torn from her hopeless thoughts as she heard a set of footsteps on the stairs. Kallos held her breath for a few seconds. Her mother’s voice beckoned her from outside her bedroom door.

“Kallos, dear you need to get up.”

She moaned as she fell out of bed, and grabbed her robe before stumbling to the bathroom. After showering, Kallos joined her parents at the kitchen table. Her mother soon placed golden stacks of pancakes and fried bacon in front of her.

She kissed Kallos’ cheek and said, “Good morning, sweetie.” Kallos smiled. “Are you excited about your first day?”

Kallos shoveled a bite of pancakes into her mouth in the hopes of avoiding having to answer and nodded. To be honest, she wasn’t excited. She was completely terrified, although she didn’t seem to understand the reason why she was feeling so uneasy.

Ever since they’d arrived a week ago, a weird feeling came with it. It was as if something was trying to warn her. The birthmark on her left wrist had this curious burning sensation from the moment she’d arrived in this forsaken town.

Her father stood up as she finished her last piece of bacon and announced, “Time to get going.” He strolled over and grasped his jacket in his hands.

“Dad, I want to walk to school,” Kallos said as she rolled her eyes. She didn’t understand why he was treating her as if she was a child.

“I don’t think that would be wise on your first day. Wait until you meet some new people. I don’t want you walking to school alone, Kallos.”

She picked up her plate, dragging her feet as if she was stalling to the sink. Kallos handed it to her mom. Her mom glanced at her and gave her a small smile before returning to the morning dishes.

“Go get your backpack, sweetie, and please hurry. I don’t want you to be late on your first day.” She quickly glanced between Kallos and her husband.

“Whatever,” Kallos murmured.

She rolled her eyes and ran up to her bedroom. The large hallway mirror caught her eye, and she took in her appearance. Kallos noticed that her body was starting to change. She wasn’t just a skinny teenager anymore, and was starting to get curves.

Kallos turned to the side and grinned. Her skinny jeans didn’t seem so skinny with her newly found hips. Her dark brown hair hung down the middle of her back. It had a red tint that was only seen when the sun shined on it. Her light blue eyes were shrouded by dark lashes.

Kallos chuckled. Her mom was always telling her that she had perfect eyelashes. She’d never believed it until now.

Shaking her head, she sauntered into her bedroom. Today, she was wearing light-washed jeans with a long-sleeved red shirt. She pushed up her sleeves and spotted the quarter-sized dove-shaped birthmark on her left wrist. People were always asking her if it was a tattoo.

Kallos turned around and walked to her desk. She clutched her pink and black backpack, and pulled it over one shoulder. Once done, she headed downstairs. She was in no hurry to get this wretched day started.