Ruach

Ruach Ch.5

Here is chapter five. Please enjoy!!! Pic of Jane ->

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I couldn’t seem to pull myself from the comfort of the bed I was laying in. I could feel the morning suns rays as they slowly crept up my arm towards my face. I snuggled deeper into the blankets trying to hide away from the real world for just a little bit longer. I didn’t want to face George just yet. I new he cared about me and just wanted me safe. But he didn’t know anything about me. He doesn’t know what all I can do. I can fend for myself just fine. I’ve been doing it for years now, so why should I stop? Finally when the sound of faint voices drifted to my ears I dragged my eyes open with a groan. Geez rescuing people can really tire somebody out. I scratched my head tiredly as I took in my surroundings. The room looked a lot different in the light then it did at night. It seemed more bright and open then it did last night.

I tiredly drug my feet off the bed and set them on the ground grumbling incoherently about having to get up. I continued my pointless rant as I dug through my bag looking for some jeans and a T. I finally located the one I was looking for and headed towards my bathroom to put them on and wash my face and brush my teeth. When my morning ritual was over and I was more awake I pulled my hair up in a high pony tail, pinning my bangs back from my face. I frowned at my reflection, I was pale, I mean I know I’m not tan, tan. But I usually have a lot more color than I did right now. I sighed not wanting to think to deeply about it.

This morning I….felt…..off. Like I was off balance and everything was in slow motion and blurry. I guess I didn’t sleep well? But I didn’t remember waking up or having any bad dreams? May its jet lag? Yeah probably just jet lag. I mean I’ve only been here not even two days yet. So, I’ll blame it on jet lag.

I walked slowly down the stairs trying not to make to much noise. Of course I don’t think any one could make as much noise as the two people who were having an all out screaming match in the dinning room. I peeked around the corner to see. George and Mr. Wolf arguing animatedly about…….me? I think? I mean my names been yelled at least seven different times in the past three minutes.

Then everything is dead quiet and they all turn to look at me since I’m not so ninja like peeking around the corner.

“Hey.” I say with a little wave that is completely ignored by every one as they just stare at me.

“So…….” I start but then trail off as George glares at me.

“TARA!” I look up just in time as Kathy pile drives into me.

“Hello!” I say while trying to regain my balance with her hanging of me laughing/crying hysterically.

“YOU’RE OK!! I WAS SO WORRIED!! DON’T EVERY DO THAT TO ME AGAIN!!! DO YOU UNDERSTAND!”  she says taking a step back and shaking me violently.

“YES! Yes! Ok just stop with the shaking!” I saying trying to squirm out of her death grip hands on my upper arms. They’re going numb!

Kathy finally lets go but not till after she’s checked me over herself from head to toe. When she finally feels that I’m not going to fall over and break into a thousand pieces, she lets go.

“Tara.” I look up to see Georges stern face.

“Yes George?” I asked innocently.

“Would you mind finding me after you’ve had break feast so we can talk?”

“You can just talk to me now? I can multitask.” I said taking a seat next to Michael who gave me a hug.

“Morning Tara!” he said happily.