Undiscovered

Chapter-two

*June*
I haven't seen Kimberly nor Phantom in two whole days.

I hope they learned their lesson. Rumor has it that Kimberly was in the hospital recovering from her second nose job and Phantom was to scared to come to school without Kimberly by his side.

Apparently the nose I broke was not Kimberlys first one.

I went home after school then went straight to my parents room.
No, I never trashed my parents things. I kept all the pictures, books, and everything else because I could never throw them away. I loved them too much.

[Flashback]
"Mooom! Daddy! Wake up." I said finding my way into the middle of their bed.

"Good Morning my little Junebug."

"Daddy I thought we went over this. I'm not little. I'm a big girl." I said with a pouty face. He just smiled and chuckled along with my mom.

"Good morning my love." My mom said enclosing me in a bear hug.

"Good morning mommy"I said while hugging her back.

"I love you June." My mom and dad said in Union.

"I know, I know. I love you too." I said
[End of Flashback]

To be specific, all I remember of the day my parents supposedly died is that they got in a car accident.
When we got to the seen there was fire trucks and my dads hood and bumper of his mustang was crushed against a huge tree on the side of the road.

They also said that they found this orange, red, and blue substance in front of the road before the swerved tire tracks that lead to my dads car.

The head detective on the case said they hadn't found neither of my parents body. They also said they were trying to avoid something in the road because of the way they found the swerved tire tracks.

But they did find my moms blood smeared on the inside of the passengers side doors. Maybe they're still alive. I haven't lost hope. I never have.

-School-
As soon as I walked into school I was hit with all the daily gossip. But one thing sparked my curiosity.
We were supposed to have a new kid coming today.

After I heard that I started walking to put some of my books in my locker when I felt a sharp pain that started at my butt then ended at my ankles.

I felt my books drop out of my hands and I hit the floor with a thud.

"F*ck! I'm so sorry. I didn't see you there." Someone with a very, and I mean very, thick Russian accent said.

This someone was a guy. He looked about 6ft with black hair and brown highlights which was styled in a comb over and  had one green eye and one brown one.

He's  dressed in gray joggers with a burgundy sweatshirt which had a v-cut so you could see some of his tattoo (I'm assuming) and black vans.

"Xорошо, авось вам следует смотреть где вы находятся собирается в следующий раз" (well, maybe you should look where you are going next time.) I said to him in Russian.

He looked at me funny then held out his hand to help me up. I took it feeling sparks as soon as I touched his hand. I knew he felt it too, with the look he was giving me.