Chapter 2

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“Are you alright, you seem tired. Did you get any sleep last night?” My dad pesters me.

“Not really, but I’m fine.” I sigh. Last night after I had woken up, from the nightmare I hadn’t wanted to go back to sleep. I eat a breakfast, of toast, and yogurt, only because I feel sick. When I go back into my bedroom, I force a brush through my hair, and put on a black long-sleeves shirt, and black skinny jeans to match my mood. I go into the bathroom, downstairs, and brush my teeth. As I run out the door I grab my bag, a coat, and a sweatshirt. I live on a dead end, and the bus stop is on the entryway to the road; we live here with five other families. On the right across the street from the six houses, which includes mine, is woods.                                                                                                             

So as I’m walking in the middle of the road the bushes tremble, and I hear a snap, like a twig. I’m not normally scared of the woods but something inside me is saying danger, danger! So I quicken my pace till I was running, when I get to the bus stop I turn around and look back the way I came. Then right next to me on the other sidewalk a girl step out. With a jolt I realize it is the girl from my nightmare. I open my mouth to scream, but no sound came out. I close it again and swallow, open my mouth and stop. I look more closely, and I realize it isn’t her. I mean, she had the same chocolate brown hair, but it isn’t in flames. She has a nice rosy color to her face, and she has soft, liquid, light blue eyes. She also doesn’t have her cloak. To replace it she has a short sleeve blue shirt with flowers on it. A plain blue skinny jeans; like mine. And she is wearing white and red running sneakers. “Please go away.” I beg, “Don’t hurt me.”

The girl laughs, “I’m not going to hurt you. My name is Nikkita, and I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“I don’t believe you.” I reply. “How did you get into my kitchen?”

“I don’t know. I’m sorry about that.” She apologizes. Her voice makes me feel calm, and relax, so I don’t feel scare. “That’s ok. My name is Natalya, nice to meet you Nikka.” I reply. We shook hands. Then I’m about to ask her some more questions when the bus pulls up. “Sorry I have to go, nice to meet you again, see you around sometime.” I said. But Nikkita just smile at me and climb up into the bus. Stun I follow her and all the sudden I was pull into a two seat. “Sorry. But do you mind sitting here with me?” Nikkita ask. “Ummm, ok sure.” I reply. I rode to school with Nikkita, and i got the death stare from Emily. “Can you take me to see the principle?” Nikkita ask.

“Ok.” We have to wait for five minutes before we can go in, me and Nikkita standing awkwardly. Then the teachers let us inside. I walk down the hallway then turn left, went down to that hallway, turn right walk fifty paces, the turn left. Then we walk down to the end, and the office is around the corner, first door on the right. I hold open the door for Nikka and I step into the office, and the lady went back to her desk. “Hi. My name is Natalya, and this is Nikka.” I tell the front desk. The office has huge windows so you can see the hallway.                                                                                                                         

“Hi. How can I help you?” The lady behind the desk asks. She has brown bob haircut, violet glasses, and a white blouse. Her pants or skirt is block by the desk, and so are her shoes. “We need to speak with the principle please.” I ask politely.

“Sure right this way.” The lady said. We follow her around the desk, and around the corner. She walks up to a brown, wooden door with a square window. The lady knocks on the door and opens it quietly. “Sorry, Sir, but two girls are here to see you.” She whispered. He waved us in and Nikkita and I step into the office, and the lady went back to her desk. “Yes, what are your names?” He asks in a deep voice.

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