Ice, Ivy, and Superpowers

Chapter 1: Captured

Orchid's POV:
I sat there thinking, thinking like always. My future was going to be full of life, not dull and boring like it was now. I was going to live to see the day a female became president, third world countries got food, the homeless found a lovely place to call home. I was going to see the world finally at peace. My thoughts are suddenly interrupted by a table screeching followed by the sound of glass breaking, must've been one of my Japanese vases. Those cost me a lot of money, who the hell just knocked that over. I tear my body from its comfortable position upon the grey carpeted floor, and slowly put one foot in front of the other until I reach my bedroom door. I look down and stare wide eyed at the goosebumps covering the exposed sections on my arms and legs, gosh I'm so cold or maybe I'm just so scared. Why was someone here without permission. Better yet, who? I slightly jarred open the door and peeked out. I see a silhouette of what I'm assuming was a young girl facing towards the window at the end of the hall. I watch her head slowly turn, just like in a horror movie and that's all it takes for me to slam my door shut even before I saw he entire face. I hear this thing scratch and bang on my door, it's is screaming, yelling for me to let it in! I rush over to my window, knowing I don't have long before it's in here with me. Tears stream down my face as I try to escape my own bedroom. I scrambled over to the window and yanked on it, but it wouldn't budge. I grabbed the closet thing to me, which just so happened to be my English textbook. My arms jerk the heavy book behind my head and release right as the book passes over the crown of my head. I watch in horror as the book just comes right back at me, I dive to the floor to avoid it. Darn window, have you ever been so angry you just begin to cry. Well that's how emotionally unstable I felt, the tears began to slip down my cheeks, one right after the other. My head was spinning, my vision was blurry, I hadn't even realized that my legs made me stand up. I was walking almost like a zombie, just aimlessly moving about my room, until of course I ran smack into someone. This made me snap out of whatever trance I was in. I began to scream at the black, ski-mask covered face, until the person grabbed my wrist with an insanely tight grip, that I knew I wouldn't, couldn't for the love of me, get out of. Next thing I know I'm falling and end up on the floor in a daze. Then the room becomes pitch black or maybe I just went unconscious, I really didn't know.
**sometime later*
My eyes flutter open and a blurry nurse hovers over me with an empty needle in her right hand. How long was I out, jeez. I stagger onto my feet and stumble after the nurse who just left me. She is wonderful. Note the sarcasm. She didn't even tell me her name. I roll my eyes as I realize apparently someone decided to dress me. I don't give a shot who it was, boy or girl, they are about to catch these hands. No one has ever seen me naked or even in underwear, I'm just the bookworm that has the looks, but really doesn't care and kinda just keeps to herself, despite all the offers from guys to get it on in their cheap cars. I have on dark washed holister skinny jeans, white sandle heels, and a flowy white tank top. I look in the mirror and kinda growl a little, I actually look pretty. How the hell do they know how fashion works? I always end up looking like a nerd, turtlenecks, converse, cut up baggy jeans, Harry Potter glasses, and anything else that screams "The library's my second home." I can't dress like the "pretty girls," I say it like that because they might appear beautiful, but god they are so ugly, watching them associate with other people is actually so disgusting. I yank off the heels, that are causing me pain and making me extremely distressed. I strut over to the front desk, that just so happens to be right outside my room. This place is kinda small for a hospital.
"Hey where am I exactly." I question one of the ladies working.
She glances up at me and starts typing furiously on her tiny laptop. I step back, shocked by the way she overreacted. As I'm blindly walking backwards, I accidentally bump into a girl. I turn around and my heart rate quickens. I've never seen a girl like that. Most of the "girls" who live around me, wear dresses shorter than a wash cloth. But this girl, she looked kind and innocent, that made her even more beautiful than she already was. Her hair was the perfect shade of a blonde brown mix and her bright blue eyes reminded me of the sky. She was in a light pink romper with her hair in a fancy little updo. Her lips were coated in pink lip gloss and her eyelids had faint brown eye shadow. She was breathtaking. I see her smirk a bit and realize I was gawking at her. Damn, I probably looked like a stalker, I'm so great at first impressions, yay. She smiles at me and leaves with a wink, that makes my knees go week. Who is she!?! Snap out of it Orchid, jesus. Oh btw I'm a full on lesbian, I mean lets be honest here girls rule and guys well they can just find their way back to hell. I was raped by my uncle, on my mums side of the family, when I was only 11. Ever since I have been terrified of men. And the guys at my school had bullied me since pre-k, maybe because I had always been a little gay. I was an easy target, pretty but not bitchy enough to fit in with the popular kids. I snap out of it as I accidentally run into a cart full of medical supplies, a syringe now lays on the ground, a few feet away from me. I hear a lady shouting that I need to come back, that god damn nurse! Nope, I refuse to go back to her! I begin to run, my legs make me travel down several different hallways. This place is just so weird, it's like a place for training or something. Why is it so awkward, wait a second! It hit me in a split second, I realized this isn't a hospital, it's a school!

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