The Impression That I Get

Chapter 3

CHAPTER 3

I was pinned against a wall with an arm at each side of my head.

Those tantalizing green eyes stared right through me.

"You're Mine," he said possessively, as he vigorously eyed me over. My thoughts were all over the place.

What's going on? What should I do? What does he mean 'mine'? All I could do was stand there in shock. It wasn't until he was leaning in for what looked like a kiss that I snapped out of it. I raised my hand quickly and smacked him across the face. "Excuse me! But what the hell do you think you're doing?!" All he could do was smile. He didn't seem fazed by the fact I had slapped him. "You are so beautiful and you're all mine," he said with the biggest and most beautiful smile I had ever seen. Gah, what am I saying?!? This guy is a creep! "Ah! get off of me or I swear I will scream!" I tried to give him my most serious face I could muster up. His hands started to move up and down my thighs and hips, that's when I decided to act. Whilst one of his hands was still on my thigh, the other was moving towards my face, I quickly ducked under his arms and made a mad dash towards the door. All of sudden I couldn't move, I literally froze to the spot. A sudden cold sensation started moving through me, making it's way from my feet, up through my body. I looked down at my feet to see what the problem was when I noticed a layer of ice was covering them.

"What the hell?! How did-I mean why is there? What is going on?!" I couldn't form a proper sentence. All the while I was standing there frozen, mystery guy was making his way over to me. I didn't notice I was crying until one of my salty tears reached my lips. "Oh god! I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you I just didn't want you to run away! I'm so sorry," Still making his way over to me slowly, I started to scream. "NO! STAY AWAY!" I felt the ice leave my feet instantly. All of a sudden the door flung open, an older man who looked to be in his mid 30's, ran into the room. "What's going on in here?" I quietly sobbed to myself. What was I supposed to say? This guy pulled me into this room and started to take advantage of me, when I tried to run away HE FROZE MY FEET?! I'm going to go with silence... I don't sound like such a psycho that way. When the man noticed I wasn't going to talk he moved his gaze over to the mystery guy. "Jason?" He asked with an eyebrow raised.

I looked between the two men, who seemed to be having their own conversation just with their facial expressions. All of a sudden the older man looked at me with a softer emotion. "My name is Mr Cobalt, are you okay?" I nodded. "Can I please leave?" I whispered. "Of course," he said with a caring smile. I walked as fast as I could out of the room and towards the girl's bathroom. This time I actually made it all the way inside.

I can't believe what had just happened. I'm going to blame it on the first day of high school, these times are stressful and I had imagined that ice on my feet. That's it! STRESS! I splashed water on my face and headed towards the door, it opened before I could reach it and in strolled Megan and Andrea. "Are you okay? You've been gone a while" Megan asked with a worried look on her face. "Yeah, yeah fine. I didn't realize I had been in here that long, sorry for making you worry." "All good" She replied.

"Come on guys the bell is about to go and we've got history, you know what Miss Paul is like." Andrea said, and with that we walked over to our next class. I wasn't really paying attention to any of my teachers, I just couldn't. I was still a bit freaked with what just happened. I relaxed a little when I saw what my last class was, Art. It was the only class I had on my own and I think I was grateful for that. I wouldn't say I was really good at art but I just loved to draw, paint, and create something out of just an idea from my mind. It was probably the happiest I had been all day, when I was in art, it really went by too quickly but I guess I was happy for the fact my first day of high school was over. I started the walk back home and was on high alert for that Jason creep. It wouldn't surprise me if he tried to attack me again.

I started to walk a little faster than I usually do trying to get home quicker.

CRACK! I quickly turned my head to find nothing behind me, only an empty street. When I turned back around, there were two men who had appeared from nowhere and were lunging at me! First days suck...