Chapter 2~ London ~

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London's P.O.V
"London!!" I groaned, I hate school! What day is it again?
"London!!!" Rebekah yelled again, "ugh" I rolled over the side of the bed and fell about 6 feet, "AHHH!" I screamed on the way down and landed right on my game controller.
"Ow!" I moaned as I rolled over on the floor. "Would you get up already!" She yelled again, "shut up! I fell out of the bed!" That really hurt, stupid bunk bed! I climbed to my feet and shuffled towards my dresser. it takes girls forever to get dressed, so I sleep in. I threw on a plain yellow t-shirt, some white shorts, my vans, and lastly my black hoodie. I walked across the hallway and into the bathroom, I looked in the mirror running my hands through my hair to get it in that messy look I like.
"You always look so adorable London!" Mom, mom. she usually doesn't wake up this early. I turned around and she was leaning against the wall looking in pain.
"Mom, are you okay?" Her eyes darted up to meet mine and she smiled, "just a little kick." She pushed it to the side and stood up straight looking less pained.
"Let's go downstairs and I'll make you a sandwich." I offered, she's pregnant. I don't know what that is like, I don't want to find out, she deserves this. I we walked down the hallway and now comes the stairs. Nobody! I mean nobody, will let my mother walk down the stairs on her own when pregnant!
When she was pregnant with Rebekah and I she fell down the stairs, breaking her water and going into labor. No way is anyone going to let that happen again!
"London, I'll be fine." I rolled my eyes, everyone knows she needs the help.
"Don't even start." I ordered, taking her arm as she went down the stairs very slowly but carefully. that's all that is important.
We finally reached the bottom and I let go of her arm, walking by her side to the table where she sat down. I walked over to the fridge and made her a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, her favorite.
I looked around for Rebekah and found her on the couch, I looked at the clock. time for hell, "Rebekah! School!" I yelled grabbing our book bags and walking to the door. she groaned and took the bag, walking out the door.
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I sat in the school, damn I am SO tired! I turned to Rebekah who looked like she was pretending to listen but actually day dreaming about god knows what. I tapped on her shoulder and she turned to look at me, "I need to sleep, cover for me?" She nodded with a smile, there's perks to having a twin sister. I closed my eyes and drifted asleep.
I woke up in our house, it was dark outside. I looked around, it's so quiet!
"Mom!" I called out waiting for a reply, nothing. "Bekah!" Still no answer. I heard a creek from a door down the hallway. I slowly walked towards the bedroom door and opened it, expecting something to pop out and grab me. I open the door abruptly, nothing there. I relaxed a little and walked down the hallway, all the way at the end is the closet door slightly open. I walked down to the hallway, I stopped when a the light in there turned on. the door opened the rest of the way, the light going out when it did. that's when I saw him, a talk slender man with a black suit, white face without any facial features.
Freaking out, I ran in the other direction towards the stairs but the hallway seemed to never end as I ran and ran. I finally turned my head to see if he was following me. he was gone, I stopped and started panting. I turned back around and came face to face with this man.
I screamed when he had tentacle like things come out from his back.
I opened my eyes, screaming. back in the school. everyone looking at me I shrunk under all the attention, the teacher pointed at the door. Shit, that was the weirdest dream ever!
I sat out in the hallway when the door opened, I turned to see Rebekah and I just looked at the wall ahead.
"What the hell was that all about?" I chuckled, "fucked up dream." She nodded in understanding.
"I was in the house and everywhere I went there was a tall, slender, no faced man who followed." She looked at me as though I was insane, it must sound weird I understand, if she told me something like this I would be weirded out too.
"Well, it was just a dream London. there's nothing to worry about." I nodded, she's right. he isn't going to come and get me, just yet another creepy dream of mine.
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I walked to the bus and climbed up the stairs. I looked around, it was almost full with elementary schoolers from seat 1 to seat 10. not many high schoolers today, always plenty of elementary schoolers though!
I went back to seat 19 and plopped down, I looked up ahead, Rebekah's now climbing on the bus after me and sitting in the seat in front of mine. I looked to the left of her... shit! Not again, the lash thing I need today is Aiden riding the bus home! He never leaves her alone and I hate him! I hate him with a passion!
"Hey!" Aiden yelled at her, "hey!!" He Yelled again this time reaching across the aisle and grabbing a handful of hair, I stood up quickly and as soon as I was in sight Aiden dropped the hair and scooted over to the window. I walked to the seat and stood before him.
"What?!" He spat the word with such venom, most people would back off as soon as hearing that, no way in hell am I going to show fear to this doofus! I reached over and grabbed him by the hoodie, pulling him up and out of the seat, "leave.her.alone!" I said smoothly and calmly. the bus became quiet as everyone stopped and starred at the seen behind.
It took him a minute to find his feet and scramble up from the seat. He looked scarred on the inside, but didn't dare show it on the outside.
"What if I don't?" He threatened, irritating the shit outta me, "if you don't, you're going to wish you had." I hissed back and shoved him into the seat.
Nobody messes with my sister.
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Hey guys, that Aiden guy is a dick, right? Haha, yeaahh.
Aannnyyywhhhooo...
Thank you all so much for reading, hope you enjoyed this chapter and I'll be posting more soon.
Bye!
Stay cloudy peeps! 😘
~OptimisticRebekah

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