Shadows of the Past: Moranna's Awakening

N/A

The start.
The bell rings with a loud banging.
“That’s the end of today's lesson of the blood witch that happened in the late 1960s, Moranna Jones. I need to see you after class.” Mr.Slocum announces.
The whole class laughs. Moranna Jones, age 19, is in college. Her major? History. She is a dark and gloomy straight-A student. Wonderful life, right? Nope. I won’t say why; that's for you, the reader, to find out.
Moranna wakes up in a cold sweat nodding in response to her teacher and sitting up straight putting her stuff away. Once everyone has left the room she walks up to the desk where her teacher is sitting, glancing up at her taking note of how her shoulders slumped and how she slung her backpack around her shoulder.
“I’ve noticed you’ve been falling asleep in class lately. Have you been staying up all night doing whatever kids your age do?” A stern look on his face as he asks Moranna,“No sir, Just restless nights. I think you're documentaries are to blame for nightmares.” slightly playful tone with a small smile.
“Fine. No more sleeping in my class or I'll send you to the nurse's office and get ya home,” he replies with a monotone threat.
Moranna walks to her study Hall exhausted from the nightmare she had. Once reaching the room she sits down on the desk putting her head down, huffing as she closes her weary eyes. Sitting back up and stretching glancing at the window.
“Crows are cool..” she mutters, putting her arms down. Wait-
Taking a deep breath and another glance,” CROWS?!” silent yell.
“Girl, you alright?” Khloe, her friend from kindergarten asks with a confused expression. Trying to hold back her laughter at her friend's stupidly shocked face.
“Hey, Klo-Klo. I’m good, girl.” Wide grinning.
Watching Khloe as she sat down finally letting out a laugh,” What was that all about?”
“Do you not see the damn crows-” she comments, before being interrupted by the queen bee and her bestie Sadie with her boyfriend Sal~.
“It's not a big deal, Moranna. Also a Halloween party at my house.” a smirk plays on Sadie’s face.
“What are you planning on doing?” Moranna sighs.
“Nothing much~ just having some fun the usual~.” a mischievous grin on Sadie’s face spreads. Only furthering Moranna’s concern. While Khloe laughs at the scene in front of her.
“That’s not suspicious. “ sarcasm leaking in a bitter tone through Moranna’s voice.
The Bell Rings- It’s Lunch Time.
Moranna walks over to the outside area of the cafeteria, her favorite spot in the whole school. There was a nice view of the small town, but something spectral was the forest in which the school's legend of the Blood witch haunts. That same calling sound was coming from the dark woods, A beautiful, melodic, hypnotizing voice just like the one in her dream. Was this also a dream? Or was this reality?
Her train of thought was interrupted by the sound of a tray slamming on the table.
“Hey, Bitch!” Khloe exclaimed, trying to get Moranna’s attention.  (Which worked obviously.)

“JESUS H. CHRIST. Khloe m-ai speriat atât de tare încât aproape ugh…*” Moranna yelps at the sound of her interruption.
*Translation: Khloe you scared me I almost ugh.

“Calm down, ladies,” Sal says, taking a seat. Sadie plopped next to him resting her head on his shoulder. Running his fingers through Sadie’s hair lovingly.

“Stop messing around with my hair, Sal.” Sadie feigns her annoyance as she speaks to him.

The group sits down and eats their sad, depressing school lunch. Chatting about random topics and discussing Sadie’s Halloween party. Sal flirted with her every now and then.
End of school! It’s the weekend, kids, enjoy it!
Heard from every teacher in the school as people walked or drove home. Moranna met up in front of her friend Khloe's pink pimp jeep. Sitting in the passenger seat Sal and Sadie hopped into the back.

“Put your seat belts on and hold onto your seats!” Khloe warns with a grin.

Everyone in the car knew what that meant. Putting on their seatbelts knowing how fast Khloe likes to go when driving her car.  Moranna held onto the seat like it was the last thing keeping her alive.