The Death Affect

Chapter one

I was running. I don't know from what, but from something. I look back, nothing. Nothing but a black figure. I was almost out of breath. I started to slow down a little. I went to an immediately stop. I turned around...

"Wake up." My sister was shaking me. I jumped up. I was breathing heavily. She looked at me confused.
"Hey just because I don't have any makeup on doesn't mean I look that scary. Now get ready, it's Monday." Mondays. There was something about Mondays that bothered me. It was the end of the weekend and back to school. I hated Mondays.

I hopped out of bed. I went to the bathroom to use the restroom. When I got in there my sister was blending her foundation. I went into the toilet and shut the door. I used the bathroom and when I walked out my sister stopped me.
"What was earlier about?"
"Huh?" She looked at me with a straight face.
"When you woke up. You freaked out. What happened?"
"A dream."
"What happened in it?"
"I don't know, I was just running from something I couldn't see..."
"Maybe it's a sign."
"Really? A sign? A sign of what?"
"Maybe the figure that you couldn't see was your emotions and you're not being true to your heart." I stared at her in confusion.
"What?" I said in a serious tone. She giggled.
"So is it true?"
"What is?"
"That you like someone." I walked off.
"Come on! You can tell me!" She shouted at me.

I got dress and went down stairs to get breakfast.
"Where's Alex?" My mom asked.
"I'm right here." She shouted a bit as she came down. Mom gave us each an apple.
"Go to school. Your going to be late."
"This is it? Come on Mom." Alex said desperately. Mom glared at her. Alex turned around.
"Let's go lil Tatum Jade."
"It's TJ." I hated my name. It didn't sound right. Tatum Jade Rose Blossom. I was named after my grandmas from my dad's and mom's side of the family. I never understood why Alex could have been named Tatum or Jade. Before my mom transferred me to Alex's school, I'd be bullied for my name. I'd probably still be bullied about it if I wasn't Alex's sister. Alex was gorgeous. Probably one of the prettiest girls at school. I envied here. She had bright blue eyes with long brown her and fair skin. She didn't need makeup to be pretty. I did on the other hand. I had a light tan and grey eyes. My hairs brown that goes to the bottom of my scapula. (sorry I had to make me science teacher happy but that's your shoulder bone if you didn't know) I had naturally long eyelashes so I didn't have to wear mascara. But I still did. A lot of people say I have a 'natural beauty.' Alex always going on ranting on about how I'm so pretty and how she's ugly.

We got in Car. I got in the passenger seat.
"Are you excited?"
"For what?" I was never excited. I hadn't been happy for things for a while. I could even remember the last time I was excited for something. It was some time in grade school.
"Next year I'm not going to be in high school." I hated that. I was happy for her though. She'd always wanted to help with deaf and blind kids in learning education. But I didn't want to be alone.

"Breaking new-" Alex kept changing the radio but that was only on. She turned off the radio.
"You never know, that could be important." She didn't care. She didn't listen to anything like that. If there was a crazy storm she said that she'd find it out some how.
"If it's something really important, they'll tell us at school."

We got to the school and parked. No one was outside.
"Shit! We're late!" Alex grabbed my arm and started to run. I ran with her. There wasn't many cars. Only about seven or eight. We got to the front door. Alex slammed the door open.
"We're he-..." No one was there.
"It's Monday, right?" Alex pulled me closer.
"Yeah..." Maybe something important did happen. We wouldn't of known. We never know. School could've been cancelled. A tornado could be coming. There could be a psychopath on the loose. For all we know the dead could be coming back alive.

"Alex maybe someone's somewhere in the building."
"Yeah, maybe... Let's go explore..." She seemed scared, and confused. We walked through the arts hall. No one. Down the musical and acting. No one. Down the musical instruments hall. No one. In the lunch room. No one. Down stairs was empty. We walked up stairs. We went down the science hall.
"Someone has to be he-" Someone slammed there head on the door window over and over. It looked more dead than alive. I looked over at Alex. She looked terrified. She was shaking. I didn't want to do anything. So I stood there in silence.
"Maybe...maybe if we..." She zoned out. She reached for the handle. I grabbed her hand. She snapped back into reality. She looked at me.
"T-t J, what's happening..." She started to tear up. I'd never seen her cry. She wasn't the type of person who cried unless if it was serious. I just stood there looking at her. I didn't know what to say. I thought what to say.
"Let's just, look around more."
"O-okay."

We looked down the math hall. We came across this terrible smell.
"Ugh, what's that smell?" I said plugging my nose. 'You.' That's what she would have said in a situation like this. But she said nothing. She just stood there. I wanted to slap her. I didn't like it. Seeing her like this. It bothered me. But there was nothing I could do.
"Okay then.." I mumbled. We kept walking when we turned down the English hallway there was a dead body  on the wall opened up with its guts spilled out every where. Flies flew all around it. On the wall it said, 'stay safe and trust no one.'