Blaze (Gone fanfic)

The Day it Began

Morgan wondered down the science classroom corridor stubbornly. She wasn't in a very good mood. The manor of which she walked was you're not in their way, they are in your way. If anyone walked in her direction, she wouldn't move and just wait until their bodies collided. If she happended to see someone who she particularly despised, she would deliberately make her backpack hit their shoulder extra hard. Morgan noticed the bleach blonde girl who humiliated her in PE the other day, so she changed her route and rammed her backpack into her shoulder bag. The girl squealed like a baby as one of the straps slid off her shoulder and a bottle of mascara dropped out. Morgan smiled as she walked away.

The walk to her next lesson was like this, even though when she encountered Drake Merwin it was almost impossible to resist the urge to knock him into the girl beside him. But she knew what would happen at break if she did, so she carried on walking.

Now she had arrived in Third Lesson, Latin. Coates Academy was the only school in South California that taught Latin, but it wasn't a privilege at all. Only the top students got selected to do Latin. Morgan had barely made the mark, her slight edge of intelligence given when she was forced to take a posh year of tutoring when she was 10. She wandered to her desk, the wooden heel of her shoes clonking against the echoey Victorian floor. She plonked her bag beside her desk. "So if the prefix for this is..." The teacher rambled on without a care if any of his students were listening. Because Morgan wasn't. Away in her head, back at her home in the main town with her mother. She would be sitting on their swing seat in their picturesque garden, chatting to her neighbour over the fence. She was so far away in her paradise that she almost didn't hear the teacher stop talking mid-sentence and a girl scream. Or the fact that the boy who was sitting next to her had dissapeared. Dissapeared.

Morgan's head snapped to the person who screamed, who was now staring at the spot that the teacher was standing in.

He was gone.

The boy next to her. Gone.

Another half dozen kids around the class. Gone.

"Where's Mr Reeves?" Someone said, breaking the silence that the class was stuck in. "How are we supposed to know, dummy?" Another person shot back at them. She looked around the room to see who was missing. It's was mostly people who she didn't care about, and there weren't many whom she did. Morgan hears the sliding of a chair, someone standing up. Eyes turned to the infamous Caine Soren, who was heading for the door. "Where you going?" Someone asked. "To find Mr Reeves, of course." He said, grinning. She immediately knew he was lying. He was going to do something bad, and with no adult here or possibly anywhere, it was an opportunity she knew he wouldn't waste.

Of course, Morgan knew what she was going to do. She waited until he was out the door and a few steps down the hall. And when she heard his footsteps increase into a run, she got up as well. "I'm going to check on the staff room?" She said to nobody in particular as she to ventured to the door. Nobody tried to stop her, so the moment she was out of sight of the rest of the students, she ran.

She sprinted out of the block of classrooms and into the main concrete playground. She looked around for any adults or children, and she saw a flurry of a blazer dash around the corner into the canteen. She ran after them, and the closer she drew to their location, voices started to pop up. She looked through the canteen doors, and saw a small cluster of people. Coates most dangerous people. Caine, Drake, Frederico, Diana and others who she wouldn't expect to be there. Brianna, who was a few years younger that them, Dekka who kept herself to herself.

Morgan saw a head flash towards her position, so she ducked behind the corner of the building as quick as she could. She could feel her heart rate increase dramatically. "There's someone listening in." She heard someone say. She was just below a window, so she stood up on her tiptoes to see who it was. "How would you know?" She saw Diana say to Drake.

Oh God, Drake saw her. Of anyone, Drake. Crap.

"I saw them!" Drake said, "They were by the door listening in to us!" Drake was angry now, and also confirming it was her who he saw. "Well then, we're going to have to find them, aren't we?" She heard Caine say.

Footprints began to plod around the hall, looking for her, and murmurs were passed around about her possible hiding locations. Their ideas were nowhere near her current location, so she was safe. For now. Morgan slid along the wall, and to the next set of doors at the other end of the building. She pressed her ear against the wood, and the moment that she put her hand next to her head, the footsteps stopped. "Diana, what are you doing!?" She heard Drake yell, with lots of shushes after. Morgan had no what Diana was doing, but she didn't hear her footsteps. Morgan heard the door creak, like someone was doing the same thing the other side. She didn't dare move, or look through the glass at the top of the door. She just stayed there, unmoving for a silent moment. Then the door moved again, leaving a crack in the doorway. For a second, she saw Diana, sliding her hand around the other side of the door. The door closed just as Diana's hand was right were Morgan's was. Morgan felt a rush and a slight tingling sensation. And then heard Diana.

"Whoever it was, they're outside that door." 

That was Morgan's clue to run. But she was intrigued to find out how Diana knew, so she foolishly stayed. "How do you know that they're out there?" Dekka said, confused. "Because I read them through the door." It was only now that Morgan started to consider running. But Diana kept on talking. "And they're a freak." 

Morgan Lopez decided now was the time to run.