Mystery Lies Within

Chapter 1: Escape

Chapter 1

This morning I woke feeling sick. I woke feeling empty. I felt like the world was closing in on me and I couldn't do anything about it.

As I walked in through the front doors of the school I shivered, holding my hoodie with my finger tips so the wind wouldn't blow it away. The cold wind quickly rushed through me as I entered the school. Winter was coming and I hated winter.

    "Emma?" My professor called my name out annoyed.

    "Yes?" I said looking up, not realizing that I was day dreaming.

    "Please keep up and take notes." he insisted. I had been staring into my watch the whole lesson, but every time I did, the time felt slower. The minute the bell rang I shoved my blank notebook and pencil into my backpack and rushed out of the classroom. Already half way to my car, I heard someone calling my name. I turned to face a slim, blonde girl in front of me.

    "Emma?" Patricia said.

    "Yeah?" I responded.

    "I'm having a slumber party and wanted to ask if you wanted to come. Please?" She pleaded. I quickly gave a thought to it, considering her invitation.

    "Sorry but I'm not in the mood and I work tomorrow." I said, realizing that her face fell with disappointment.

    "Please." She shouted loud enough for the two people she'd come with to hear.

    "No, I'm sorry I have to work tomorrow. I can't, maybe next time." I said with a smile and turned on my heel towards my car door. I wasn't in the mood for parties. As I was unlocking my truck door I heard her say, "I told you she wouldn't come." I ignored her comment and finished opening my door, as it screech a little. I threw my backpack inside making it land on the passenger seat. I settled in the drivers seat quickly and drove off.

I arrived to my apartment and I immediately dozed off.

I woke up trying to adjust the light to my eyes as I realized that I had overslept. I always felt guilty taking naps afterschool because it always made me late to work.  I quickly sat up and smoothed my hair into a messy pony tail and made my way towards my bathroom. I did the necessary to look presentable onto the public. Wiping my eyes and splashing cold water on my face was as far as I got. 

I parked and walked the usual block to my job. In a hurry, I ran crossing an intersection, as I took a glance back, I bumped into something very hard, hitting my shoulder, and leaving it in pain. As my bottom hit the hard concrete I glanced up to see a guy in gray sweatpants and a black Nike hoodie. I quickly got up gathered my belongings as I heard some cars honking at us. I turned to him realizing we were in the middle of the street.

"Sorry." I said apologizing for my clumsiness. 

"It's okay accidents happen. Are you okay?" He said getting up from the floor too. He reached down to the floor to find my keys and handed them to me. His warm hand rasping my cold one in the process.

"Yes and Thank you." I said putting my keys into my bag.

"You're welcome." I took a step back turning on my heel and started walking again. But just before, I took the effort to give him a smile and he did the same.

I composed myself and I made my way to work hoping I wouldn't get fired.

Looking around, at busyness I had walked into,  I slipped my apron on as quickly as possible. The bakery was hot year-round as you would imagine a bakery to be. Obviously, it would get hotter in the summer. To me, it felt like Christmas every time I entered. The dim lighting, the fresh scent of all the bread - making and my favorite part, the smell of coffee.