Chasing life(Out of time)

Chapter 4

Authors note:Hello readers I hope you liked the last chapter of Out Of Time I hope you also like this chapter. I wasn't able to get as much writing in as I wanted to. I'm writing about Caleb this time while I find out about what to do with Christie, well without further ado chapter 4.

Caleb's pov:
             The last bell of the school day rang and I got my stuff together as fast as I could. Christie was in 4 of my classes Algebra, Math, Music, and combat skills. Though she claimed to never use them on anyone other than in practice.  I found out real quick that Christie could handle herself if she needed to. I didn't find out easily though, it took a few times of her knocking me on my butt. The teacher thought it would be a good idea for to partner me with her because the teacher didn't think I knew about Christie's "condition " as he called it.

When we first met and she bumped into me ,she was running from a bunch of girls. When her skull was close to hitting the tile I grabbed onto her arm. I automatically thought I don't want her to get hurt. Her dark black t-shirt with one of my favourite bands on it attracted my eye... Red ( my favourite band ). Her jeans looked good on her they weren't ripped or bleached like most girls preferred for style they were a simple colour (also black)her shoes were a bright red converse but the most interesting part about her were her eyes purple fading into turquoise but tiny flecks of silver shone through them it brought a slight smile to my face. Her hair was strange too but wonderful to look at it went from blackish brown to an ombré red, it had streaks of purple that changed colour to a beautiful albino silver when she swayed her head back and forth she hurried to her feet staring into my eyes while I stared into hers amazed. Then the leader of the girl group spoke up I hadn't heard much of what she said other than the girl in my arms name...Christie it was a nice name not to long or short or strange, then she pulled away from me after that I heard the comment about the date on her wrist" 2 days ?" I asked. She made a rude comment towards Christie and then turned to me as Christie looked down at her shoes. As the leader of the group made another comment then I heard what she had said"she's going to die in 2 days."the seemingly leader of the group said a gasp almost escaped my lips I thought over and over no how could this beautiful girl die in 2 days.
She looked up at me she looked like she had been through hell and back and still decided to smile... She seemed strong and strange I spoke through the mean girls looks " I'm Caleb." She looked up surprised those eyes twinkled a little and verified her name ,but she soon ran off leaving me with the insane girls,they got so touchy with me that when the first bell rang I was glad I could go to class and I didn't even like classes.

When I walked into my chemistry class which was my first class . I found no other than Christie. She was sitting alone in the darkest corner there was. I felt sad that everyone treated her like she was already dead. Then after a few more classes with her. I found out her favourite activity, her favourite food and that she has 2 twins at home to look after. I wonder what it would be like to have your parental figure to die on you... I felt sorry for the twins.

When school ended I saw her hopping on a bike with her school bag and riding off. I hoped she didn't stay home tomorrow I wanted to see her.

I didn't know why but I felt almost compelled to her like a magnet to metal flecks, and there was one other thing...she was really hot.

I went home by bus I waited a minute or so to get on it the girl that had been chasing Christie before school was on my bus . She approached me black hair swinging behind her in a tight ponytail her skin was a beautiful African American colour she was very attractive with nice lilac eyes and small lips but she had been very mean to Christie and that made me dislike her the slightest bit. She walked up to me none of her goons with her" so," she started," is she doing okay...Christie I mean" she sounded sad but I didn't want to believe her she didn't look sad when screaming insults at Christie at all." Why do you care I mean you did yell at her the first time we met." She looked wounded by my comment " it might not seem like it but I do care about her ,...but you heard what I said right...she's going to die,and I can't do anything about it but make myself better by being mean and making her seem already dead to me." I couldn't believe that this girl had just said that she didn't want to care about Christie so she wouldn't have to hurt? That was stupid. She should care about her friend even if that meant hurting later so Christie doesn't feel alone when she dies. When I got home and I had finished talking to Katty as the girl called herself I went up to my room and fell onto my bed then slept hoping that Christie would be okay...

Sleep came too easily.