Last Seconds

Chapter 1. Who?

The picture is what Cameron basically looks like. ;)

  The flames rise above me. I can feel them against my skin but I don't burn. The ash and smoke filled air is consumed with echoing screams. "Get out of here," a voice bounces off the flaming trees. I try but I can't leave. I'm stuck in the flames. As they now creep like spiders up my skin covering me in the amber light. My eyes flicker open. My legs kicking wildly every which way till I realize I'm safe in my bed. It takes I second for me to come to. My closet. My dresser. My bed and nightstand. My bathroom. My curtains. I look around finding everyone of the things placed here by me. I run my fingers through my long platinum blonde hair and feel small beads of sweat on my hair line.

  Quickly I check the time. 6:37am. I'll be woken up soon for breakfast anyways so I grab my ataire for the day and walk to my bathroom. I step into the warm shower and wash off taking my time. When I'm done I lay on the floor of the tub listening to the sound of the water, letting it wash over me. It's quite soothing. After putting on my pale blue summer dress and brown belt, I french braid my wet hair down my back.

  I glance at the time. 6:59am. I almost laugh I'm ready like one minute before breakfast call. And as if they could read me there's a knock on the door. "Breakfast is ready miss Cameron." One of the servants says thought the door. I open it up and see Lana, one of the maids, with a baffaled expression. I understand why usually they have to drag me out of bed.

  I race out of the room and slide down the railing of the large stairs. They really hate when I do that but I don't see anyone stopping me. Once I'm in the large dinning room I take my usually seat and wait for the rest of them to get down here.

  Soon breakfast is in order. I sit between Cole and his twin sister Marlean like always. I dig into the large plate of food which is as delious as to be expected. Only the best for the Society.

  At the end of the table sits Jonas Blackwood, our Preeminence. Next to him his son Jackson. After that its the Beta, Colton Blackwood, his kids, Marlean and Cole. I also sit next to them though I'm not his daughter. Then the Tresais and her daughter, The Delta and his son and so on and so forth till you reach the end.

  They mainly discuss future events, mostly the ceremony for the new order, and other things order members do. I fallow on the conversation but don't have a great interest since I'm not one of them. I often wonder how the Douze at the end of the table hear things. They argue and debate matter but not ever in a formal meeting tone since this is a meal.

  After I finish, I excuse myself and deliver my dishes to kitchen where the servants will wash them. I'm usually the first one done eating because they like to stay and chat. I head back to my room to maybe read a book. I don't have anything important to do today, the order has an out of town meeting this afternoon. That means I will be here alone beside the servants and well everyone who isn't part of our leaders.