Mirror of Blackmore Hall

Here We Go...

Megan's P.O.V.

I was really worried about Kate. When I first saw her, her face was as pale as a ghost. It wasn't normal for her to be having such bad dreams, many nights in a row. This has been going on for the past few months.

In her sleep, I could make out Damian, stop, and you don't know me. She smiled and said she fine, just like always. I didn't want to press, so eventually I just stopped asking about it.

On the way to school, she read Romeo and Juliet, while Juliette was listening to music. I pressed my hands harder on the wheel, my knuckles turning white. 

I tried to keep my cool, as a red light came. I waited. One minute, two minutes, three minutes, five minutes. Street lights didn't take that long, and besides there was like no traffic today! Finally when the light turned green, I held in my sigh.

Even though it was only Kate behind , I felt a chill run down my spine. meMegan... The voice of my late father ran through my mind. It's all in you head, Megs. All in your head. I felt tears threatning to fall, but I wasn't going to let them fall.

If I wasn't stong enough to to care of Juliette, Mom, and Kate, who was? Soon enough, we were in front f the school , bright and early. Well, more like dark and early. The sky was overcast, looking like rain.

"Guys, we're here." I said. I stepped out, shoving my keys in my jacket pocket. "Ah, Miss Sterling. I see you and your sisters are here!" My geometry teacher, Mr. Lopez exclaimed. "Thank you Mr. Lopez."

"Come, get on the bus! Not many people are here yet, that leaves many good seats to grab." I sat in the mid-back of the Charter bus, Juliette sat in the very front behind the bus drver, Brenda, and Kate sat in the very, very back. 

Aikaterine... I thought about everything that happened to her. All of this started a few months ago. But why?

Kate's P.O.V.

I took my book to the back of the bus with me. I sat in the very last seat in the right side of the bus. 

Romeo_[To Juliet] 

If I profane with my unworthiest hand. This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this, 

My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand

To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.

Juliet_Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,

Which mannerly devotion shows in this;

For saints have hands that pilgrims’ hands do touch,

And palm to palm is holy palmers’ kiss.

Romeo_Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?

Juliet_Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.

Romeo_O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;

They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.

Juliet_Saints do not move, though grant for prayers’ sake.

Romeo_Then move not while my prayer’s effect I take.

Thus from my lips, by thine my sin is purg’d.

[Kissing her]

Juliet_Then have my lips the sin that they have took.

Romeo_Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urg’d!

Give me my sin again.

Juliet_You kiss by the book.

Nurse_Madam, your mother craves a word with you.

Romeo_What is her mother?

Nurse_Marry, bachelor,

Her mother is the lady of the house.

And a good lady, and a wise and virtuous:

I nurs’d her daughter that you talk’d withal;

I tell you, he that can lay hold of her

Shall have the chinks.

Romeo_Is she a Capulet?

O dear account! my life is my foe’s debt.

Benvolio_Away, be gone; the sport is at the best.

Romeo_Ay, so I fear; the more is my unrest.

Capulet_Nay, gentlemen, prepare not to be gone;

We have a trifling foolish banquet towards.

Is it e’en so? why then, I thank you all;

I thank you, honest gentlemen; good-night.

More torches here!

Come on then, let’s to bed.

Ah, sirrah [to 2 Capulet], by my fay, it waxes late;

I’ll to my rest.

[Exeunt all but Juliet and Nurse the Nurse.]

Juliet_Come hither, nurse. What is yond gentleman?

Nurse_The son and heir of old Tiberio.

Juliet_What’s he that now is going out of door?

Nurse_Marry, that, I think, be young Petruchio.

Juliet_What’s he that follows there, that would not dance?

Nurse_I know not.

Juliet_Go ask his name: if he be married,

My grave is like to be my wedding-bed.

Nurse_His name is Romeo, and a Montague;

The only son of your great enemy.

Juliet_My only love sprung from my only hate!

Too early seen unknown, and known too late!

Prodigious birth of love it is to me,

That I must love a loathed enemy.

Nurse_What’s this? What’s this?

Juliet_A rhyme I learn’d even now

Of one I danc’d withal.

[One calls within, ‘Juliet’]

Nurse_Anon, anon!

Come, let’s away; the strangers all are gone.

[Exeunt]

The fact that Juliet and Romeo would sacrifice their wealth, and run away for love is just so romantic. I didn't know that I would meet someone like Romeo with a darker passion and would do anything to get what he wants.