Unknown Worlds

A/N

Hello! It's pepsi4freaks here. I wrote this story in English for an assignment. I would just like to say that this was an original and I would not like anyone copying my idea. I'm thinking of maybe extending this into a longer story, but I'm not sure yet. I have other books too so if you like this one check out some of my other books. Comment, vote and tell all your friends! Thanks :)

               “Dezmen! Give it back.”

                “Not over my dead body!”

                “Don’t make me go all wolfy on you!”

                “Oooh, I’m so scared. Bite me.”

                My head starts spinning and I can hear a feminine and a masculine voice arguing. Their voices are fading and reappearing again. My body feels weak and stiff. I can’t move any one of my limbs. The two voices appear again and worry is in them both.

                “Dezy-boo look she’s up!” The feminine voice squealed.

                “Hey there, after you get out of here want to catch a movie? My treat.” The masculine voice asked in a flirty tone.

                “Dezmen Julian Mitchel! Are you hitting on her already?” The feminine voice asked. Her voice was high and squeaky like a mouse but more amplified.

                “Not at all sis.” The masculine voice replied. I opened my tired eyes and saw a girl about sixteen years old hit a guy who looked about eighteen.

                “Dad told us to watch her, not ask her out!” The girls screeched in an even higher voice that could shatter glass. I noticed the girl and boy looked very similar, same black as night hair, same height, and even the same heart shaped face. I was so lost in thought that I didn’t even notice that the boy had come and knelt by my side until I heard his voice.

                “Hey, do you actually remember anything?” He asked me in a soft voice. I shook my head no, and began to stare into his wild green eyes.

                “I have to go check on Lucy. So Dezmen please don’t scare her.” I looked to my other side and noticed the girl standing there. She leaned in close to me and whispered, “If he does or even says anything horrible buzz me over. Just press the red button on the side of the bed.” The girl straightened up and walked towards the door. Before she walked out she shout, “Good luck.” I stared at the door she left out of.

                “So, what’s your name?” The boy asked. I looked at him and shrugged.

Okay, well we don’t know either.” I stared at him as if he was an alien. “Hmm, I like the name Claire. Plus you look like a Claire, with your blue eyes and your light brown hair.” I smiled and nodded at him. Huh, Claire. I open my mouth to say something but no sound comes out. I keep trying until I finally say something.

                “C-Claire.” My voice is scratchy and weak. The boy smiles at me and holds out his hand.

                “Hi Claire, I’m Dezmen.” I try to reach out my hand but, I’m too weak. He grabs my hand and shakes it. My hand looks fragile and really pale, as if someone drained me of my blood.

                “Am I dead?” I ask in a quiet voice. He gives me a questioning look and shakes his head.

                “No why? Do you see an angel?” Dezmen asked in a low drop-dead serious voice. I shook my head no, and he sighed with relief.