The Chosen Girl

'The Chosen Girl

Chapter one: the first sight

Walking into the school yard, I try to persuade myself that no one is glancing in my direction or even thinking about who is that girl, but it is hard to persuade yourself that when you look at puzzled bystanders faces who i think are trying to work out who that chick is or where did she come from. Ok Claire chill it’s not like you haven’t done this before, actually i have done this before, 5 times to be precise. But to tell the truth it only gets harder, harder to leave your friends, harder to make friends and harder to fit in. The only thing I know is I am on today’s topic for gossip so everyone is in the know about me, plain old (16 actually) Claire Mason yes and one of my most memorable traits is that I am beautiful with my long blonde hair, sun kissed skin and an heart shaped angel face. Oops got distracted. Ok where am I now. Dam it Claire stop bloody going to lala land and work out where you are. I glance around at the buildings looking for the office or any place that i recognise here. I am ready to give up and let myself decay away into dust. From then on my simple pile of dust will drift away in the wind hoping that one day to be reunited. Something awoke my daze, dam it Claire you did it again, ok check Claire, check who it is. I shift my weight around so I can see. There next to me with a crooked smile stood a boy that was so good looking i felt the rush to stand beside him. I adjusted my eyes to see the boy clearly. He looked down as his feet that scratched among the dirt below.

“Hi, are you lost” he winked at me glancing away from his feet.

“no why would you say that” I lied, flicking my hair back.

“well you are glancing everywhere around you as if you were looking for something you could recognise” he replied “ok, i am a little lost” i chimed back truthfully “alright then where are you off to” he smiled eyeing my bag, “um” i said shuffling through my bag “year 11 english at the H3 building”

“so you’re in year 11? Is that correct?” he crackled back with the grin on his face spreading wider across his face. “That’s what i said didn’t I” i said sarcastically sticking my tongue out. “Well i guess you did” he joked holding his hand out “shall we” gesturing to his hand that appeared to be so smooth and protective. I reached my hand out, before hesitating but when i stopped, he took my hand in a second. His hand wasn’t forceful or overpowering; it was light, gentle and so warm. The first time our skin united, a shiver jolted through my body. He saw my reaction and got the idea of me being cold, he took me in his embrace. I clicked my head upwards to see him grinning down, his teeth, glimmering a perfect white but my eyes wandered away from his teeth to his nose, perfectly carved of course. Then to his dark brown eyes that let the light highlight the shades of green, a marvellous hazel that complimented his wavy locks of brown hair. I got surprised by the sudden stiffness that his body broke into. I pulled away as fast as i could making him less tense, that was until i looked up and then around but there in the shadows of two buildings, there stood a dark figure, his teeth visible in the dim light as he grinned. The figure straightened and started to walk towards us. “sorry i didn’t get your name and who is that” i whispered into the bodyless air infront of me.

“oh my name is Jason Keith, and that’s Michael wisp he thinks he is such a rebel ditching classes but really he is ditching his future” Jason moaned eyeing micheal as he approached us with his vision locked on me as if i was his prey. In a couple of seconds Micheal was 2 metres away from us breathing heavily and trying to unclench his jaw before his announcement took hold. This Michael stood there motionless for a moment before his eyes flickered from me to Jason repeatedly, what's he thinking anyway, then his eyes flicked down to where my hand in Jason’s. As i realised this i let go of Jason all together, and peered at Michaels face once more. “so Jason, who may i ask is this astounding beautiful soul you have so dearly clutched yourself to, body and soul” he said his stare poking around me to glance at his stone hard face.