One of a Kind (cancelled)

Chapter 1

A/N: HEY THERE! thanks for wanting to read my story, but I just wanted to mention that i knooow the first chapter is kinda weak, and I apologize for that - I really do. But please bear the first chapter, as getting introduced to everything is not nearly as interesting as the epic action and romance parts. Also, I don't usually write author notes this long. There's a pic of Avril on the side. ENJOY!

Avrils' POV

 

I was running though a pitch black hallway, clutching my stomach In pain, dearly hoping that he would not catch up to me. Then I heard his voice,

"Now Avril, there's nothing to be scared of... All I want is to take your body and carve it into precious little shapes." He was following me, almost every single night! I could not get rid of him. 

Shit! Where am I supposed to go? I've been running all night, but I wasn't getting anywhere! I blindly ran forward, only to find the first wall in ages. I turned right along the wall, but only came to meet another wall; I turned back to try the other way, but there was a wall there too! I could now see him getting closer, his flashlight pointed at my face. In a flash, he was right In front of me! He began laughing creepily, and took out a huge knife. He pointed it right at my neck, and hissed in my ear, "I can't use your body when there's an annoying head in my way"

I screamed at the top of my lungs and- 

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP*

 

I woke up only to find myself drenched in sweat on a Monday morning. What a great start! (Note the sarcasm) I usually don’t hate Mondays, because I can actually get somewhat of a pleasant break from this hellhole. I bet you’re wondering “oh my gosh, she’s a nerd! Ewww; who likes Mondays?!” Well, why don’t I explain. My dad never came back. It’s been about six years. NASA reported they lost contact of my dad’s ship about 5 years ago, and the next year, they cut off our funds because they assumed my dad is dead. But he isn’t – I know he’s not. Dad’s a survivor, he can’t die.

Well, that news led my mom to develop severe depression and she just shuts me and my 12 year old sister out of her life. So basically now I have to care for everything from rents, to food, to transportation… and speaking of which, I believe I’m going to be late for dropping my sister off to school!

After taking a quick, non-thought-provoking shower, I rushed downstairs to make myself some breakfast, seeing that May – my sister – had already eaten. I rushed out a quick, “Morning May”, as I kissed the top of her head. I stuffed a PB & J sandwich in my mouth and practically yelled, “Come on May, we’re gonna be late!” Not even caring that my mom was supposedly asleep in her room. I swear she’s always asleep, or hiding, I never see her anymore.

After dropping my sister off for school, I drove to Kenwood High – my only sanctuary – to start off a fresh week. I quickly checked the dashboard clock – 7:42 – I still have about 20 minutes… GREAT! I made my way to the building, and straight to my locker. I put everything I needed for the day in my book bag, and headed in a random direction. I tool out my smart phone - that I literally worked my butt off for – and texted my best friend, AKA the girl who I’ve known for centuries.

Hey Bear, what’cha up to? I’m in school atm if u wanna come..? :P

I put my phone away, since she was probably fast asleep, and found myself in front of the library. Might as well get a book to read… it’s gonna be a long week. After finding a somewhat fascinating book, my phone vibrated – wow that was pretty fast!