Chapter 1; The hooded people

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"Sigh. Another day at hell," I said to my self as I looked in the mirror in the bathroom, and pushed my long straight black hair behind my ears and looked at my emerald green eyes, "and another day when everyone says, how cool I look with green eyes and black hair. Even if those 'popular' girls think that everyone and anyone is not as fucking perfect that them," I looked at the clock, "7:05 am, 25 more minutes before I have to go to school," I sighed.

I walked down the stairs, and said hello to my mom and dad, and eat my toast and eggs, and headed out the door at 7:10 am, with my simple Maxtor backpack, which is better that those stylish back packs, that break a quarter or half way threw the year.

Ah, I love fall. The leaves are so many colours, like red, orange, yellow, and sometimes purple, and the air is nice a crisp. To bad winter comes after it, and it gets cold. I was almost at school, I just had to walk threw a small section of the 'mini'city. It was more like a modern town that the school was in actually. I started to walk when I started to feel like someone was following me, but when ever I turned around I just saw the same person reading the news paper. Weird.

I kept walking trying not to look back but, it was hard, after a while there was 2, then 3, and then 4 people. Okay. Now I was getting crept out. Like who are these people? Why are they following me? I tried not to look back at the people, who were TOTALLY following me but, I manage.

I kept walking down the street not looking behind me, minding my own business, till I got to a bakery. The Bakery was called, 'Bridget's Baked Goods!' Now, this bakery, is very good. Extremely good. Exponentially good. So good that good can't describe it. That's how good it is.

Anyway, it was one of those corner stores with the door at the edge of the curve. I reached out and put my hand on the knob, and pulled the door open. The smell of fresh bread, mini cakes and other yummy treats filled the air. Knowing that those weird people were behind me, I quickly shut the door.

"What's with the slamming of the door, Amika?" The baker, Bridget giggled, "Do you have something against my door?"

"Oh sorry Bridget, some people are following me. Its kind of weird." I spoke to her, looking out the window.

"Here, come sit down, you have only 2 more minutes to walk, and your school begins in 15 minutes. You have time to talk to this old girl."Bridget smiled. She is so nice. Even though she may not have that much time left on earth, she's always there for me. And I love that. When her time comes, I'm sure she would become an angel!

"Okay, here is what happened in the last 5 minutes," I told her everything as soon as I sat down.

Only about 1 minute past, and so far half way through me telling what happened she gave me a croissant, and some hot chocolate. After I finished telling her the story and before I left she called,"Good luck! And remember, if plane A fails, there are 25 more letters in the alphabet!"

"Okay, Thanks!" I yelled back

As I closed the door behind me and only walked a few steps away from the door, were coincidently there was no windows in 'Bridgets Baked Goods!' one of the four people who were following shouted in a familiar voice, "THERE SHE IS!!! SURROUND HER!!" Then all of a sudden the 4 people surrounded me.

"Who are you?!" I shouted.

"Ha, don't you recognize our voices?" one of the people snickered.

"No! If I did now I wouldn't be fucking asking idiot!" I snapped back.

"Ha, same as always....friend." The girl with the pure black hoody on snickered.

'Friend? What friend? I only have one....Oh no...' I though threw my mind, "Becca?!"

"Finally this idiot found out who I am. Now idiot, who do you think are the 3 people rest. I'll give no hint." Becca snickered.

"Let me guess. Brooklyn, Brittany and Michelle." I snapped.

"Ding! Ding! Ding! The idiot is correct!" Becca laughed, "Ok girls. Get her."

' Get me? What? Oh wait. I should run....' I though, then yelled, "You'll have to catch me first idiots!," and then I dashed of, in the fastest sprint I ever did. Behind me I could here Becca yelling, "Don't just stand there idiots!! Get your ass moving after her!"





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