I wake up the next morning and feel sick. Headache, bellyache. A groan leaves my mouth and I turn to the side, pulling my legs up to my belly, pressing them against it. I force myself to get up and turn around to grab my phone but I can't. I'm frozen. Blood. Blood?
Am I dying? I look around hysterically. I have blood on my sheets and my pajama pants. Did I just got my period? Friends of mine already have it including Anna and Sophia, but they never really talked to me about it. I take off the sheets and run to the bathroom with new pants and panties.
"No, no, no, no" I whisper to myself as I run to the bathroom and throw my clothes to the ground, closing the door behind me. Locking it.
I look around and see some pads in the box. I know that I have to use them, we learned that in school. But How? I grab one, I think they're Anna's. I open it and turn it around, searching for a way to use it. I fold the little wings to the side and look at it again. I stick it to my clean underwear and look at it as well. This looks right to me...I change into it and pull my sweatpants on top. What do I do with the blood stained things? I'm kinda freaking out right now. I grab them and run down the stairs. I enter the laundry room and close the door behind me, turn the faucet on and put the sheets under the water. As I try to rub the blood away hysterically, I hear the door creak open.
I turn around and try to cover the now red-colored-water filled sink.
"Maven? It's 3am...what are you doing here?" I hear a familiar voice say
"Ms. Whitlock?" I ask confused...3am?
"You okay?" She asks
"I'm fine" I answer quickly
"What are you doing here?" She questions skeptically, trying to look past me
I look down and step aside, letting her see.
"Ohhh, Maven-"
"I'm sorry, I didn't know what to do. I- I woke up and every- everything was bloody red. I- I- Am I dying?" I find myself stuttering
"Maven, you're not dying" She chuckles
"Why are you chuckling this is serious" I say with a disgusted expression
"I'm sorry. Listen, you're not dying. It's normal, every-" She begins
"I already know that" I speed talk
"Good" she did it again. She chuckled. "You don't know what to do with that right?" She asks me, pointing to the sink next to me
I shake my head.
"Here, let me help you"
I walk down the school halls towards my third class. This day is hell. My phone in my hands shows me that it's almost 10:30, I have to hurry. I enter the class seconds before or art teacher does. I sit down and look over to Georgy boy. We smile at each other before turning to the teacher who begins to greet us.
"Today is the last time you'll be able to draw your insect picture before giving it to me. So go ahead and use all the time you get" Mrs. Goodwill informs us and everyone starts moving
I pull out my pens and finish the last lines of my spider. Before moving on to making it look like Peter Parker. The boy who's suddenly jacked af.
"How are you doing?" I hear someone next to me
I turn my head and see Georgy.
"Hi. I'm fine, how're you?" I ask
"Bad? I'm in school" He says as it would be the obvious thing in the world
"It's not that bad" I disagree
"You're a nerd. Of course you like school" Georgy states
"That's not-" I stop myself "Maybe a little" I admit and laugh with my mouth closed
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You're Destined | MARVEL
FanfictionMaven. Maven Collins, that's me. A normal 13 year old girl with the ability to see your future, your destiny. Maven is forced to confront her past and future. She knows things that no one should do, will she do the right thing? Or will she ignore it...
