As I awoken I heard my sister singing in the shower. ugh god it was like hearing a screaming cat! I rubbed my eyes and looked at my alarm. it was 10 past 6! GOD we had to be there by half 8 and we live like round the coner to school. I set my alarm and drifted into a deep sleep.
DREAM:
I ran! the dark figure hot on my heels i reached down to pick up a rock. i turned around and noticed it wasn't there. it had like dissapered. i circled looking around to spot the figure but i failed. it wasn't there. my breathing was uneven and every muscle ached. i didn't know what to do. do i run or shall i stay put. i decided to run. as i flew by the branches of the trees hit me as i flew past looking for somewhere safe to go. i noticed an old woden house. it was old and creepy. i decided not to go into it due to the fact everyone got killed who would go into a house like that in movies. as i turned around i was face to face with a boy. my age. glassers. quiff. brown curly hair.
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i woke up in a panick. my breath was un eaven and my throut dry like i had been screaming. "ugh!"i said whilst rubbing my hand on my forehead trying to avoide the brewing head ache. i turned up my alarm clock which was bursting out teenagers by my chemical romance and danced to my wardrobe. i had just moved school because my mother couldn't afoard for me to go private no more which i was pissed of at but ive moved on so i had to look decent! i put my dark skinny jeans on and my best hoodie. i quickly put my dark slightly wavy hair into a ponytail and leave my full fringe be. "shit" i mutter to my self once i realise what time it is. betta get a move on texas! i grab my skateboard and run down stairs quickly i shove on my converse and fling my back pack over my sholder and set of.
as i was riding past everyone i got some right looks but i didn't really care. i noticed my sister walking with her friends all of them with their skirts up to their arses and their boobs hanging out. classic sis.
As i approached the gates i hopped of my skate board and scooped it up under my arm as i passed the head teacher. She was the prettie ugly if i say so my self and she had this huge nose. Haha this was gunna be fun. I headed for the office but got lost. I hadn’t a clue where i was and i was not gunna ask anyone. I didn’t like speaking to stragers it really did put me out my comfort zone. “can i help you” a petite girl with platted hair and a hoodie with jeans just like me said. “erm office??” i tried to say as little words as possible and i think she got that.
“new?” she said looking at me with hope and as i nodded in return she grabbed my hand and pulled me to the oppersit direction ( ;D ) and lead me to the office. “ so whats your name” she looked at me while shoving her phone into her back pocket. “texas” i nodded to her, i really wansnt good at this.... maybe coz i don’t do this often. Ow well. “well im india .... gotta go my class is this way but just go straight ahead and youll get there” and with that she disappeared into a classroom full of teens. As i walked past i saw all the different groups; the chavs, populars, geeks, Goths and a boy sat on his own. He was dressed smart with a white shirt black trousers and gassers which was like mine ... big. Everything was going well till he looked up and noticed my gaze. i couldn’t look away though. That sounds bad but its true he allmaost like scanned me. His eyes were a positive shade of green and his hair into a small scopped away quiff. Wow he was unusual. As the end of the class came the windows stopped and was replaced by a banister which i walked straight into. Great!!! I didn’t dare look behind due to the noice of laughing kids filling the hall way i just ran and hoped he didn’t see that.
When i avemtually got my time table and my locker code i dropped of my skate board and headed of to my first class. Maths GREAT :D. As i approached the classroom it was familiar. The windows looked like the one i had just past it was till i saw the banister i walked into i noticed it was the one with the boy in the back. A small smile drew on my face but i donno why i didn’t even know him and i probably wouldn’t. Ever! As i walked into the class room the room started to fill with whispers and mutters all about me. My breath started quickening and my palms sweaty. “erm im in your class” i said to the teacher as he was typing some equations into the computer “yeah one second...... ugh ..... i know this one” i looked at what he was struggling with and saw a simple equation on there. “ow its X= -1000” i stated with a smile and the teachers mouth slightly dropped. “yeah .. it is” he looked up at me and gave me a ‘good job’ smile which i happily accepted. “go sit next to marcel styles hes the one at the back” he pointed over to the boy i had gazed on so i picked up my books and headed for the back. “had a nice trip earlier” a boy stated obviously refuring to the accident i made with the banister and all the girls giggeled as the boys laughed and layed back in their seets.
As i sat down next to him i mutted a hi and placed my books out and searched for a pen in my bag “hi” he said looking at me so i smiled in return. “erm im sorry but what are we doing” i said as my cheeks got redder, it didn’t take much to embarrass me. “complex formulas using fractions” (i donno if that real just thought it sounded smart) “ow thanks” i smailled as i started tackiling the questions in frount of me. “and ignor joe. Hes a fucking prick” he said into his book which supprised me as i thought he was the quite keep safe guy. Obviously he was hiding somthing......
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The Dark side of Marcel
Hayran Kurgumy names texas and i live in London. ive just moved to my first public school ant to be honest im shitting it! im shy. i get bullied. life is shit. but there is something exciting in it. that's this boy. we've started hanging out and hes different...