chap2: "i am not normal"

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        I walk into the large halls of my new school and keep my head down while pushing through massive body of students making sure I go unnoticed which is easy cause everyone apparently towers over my 5'0 frame and thin figure so I don't take much attention. I finally find my locker and dial in my locker combo, getting my schedule and map wasn't easy because the lady in there couldn't shut it and do her job. She was overly excited about her life i dont hate cheery people I envy them cause I can never be like them i n short I can never be happy. I put my heavy books into my locker when I hear click from the locker beside me "you must be the new girl" a deep smooth voice says, "I am the president of the student body I can show you around after school its not protocol but... Wait I am blabbering" he pauses, stop speaking to me, I quickly put my subject books in my bags and start walking away "aah the shy type" the voice concludes,I stop myself from looking back at the owner of the soothing voice, why I found it soothing is beyond me but I am not gonna stand to find put I might kill him "What's your name?" He asks falling into step with me, I groan internally. Does this guy want to die? Well he doesn't know the horrible things I am capable off so I can't blame him really.  I don't respond and walk faster to get to class. "Aaah" a loud ear piercing scream of agony resonates through my body shaking my every core. I halt my steps, "what is it?" The deep voice asks but it sounds suddenly foreign and distant. "Kill me, drink my blood, taste me, drink my blood aaah" it sounds like a little girl. She is in pain pure pain. My head is suddenly heavy. "Stop the voices. Please I beg you stop" I feel myself fall to my knees my body not able to hold the weight as my feet feels like jelly "kill, dead, blood, lifeless, hopeless hahaha" loud laughs erupt in my head. Tears well up in my eyes. They know I am in pain. They know. They are laughing at me. "Newbie Newbie" I feel myself cradled to a warm chest. I see the bottle stubble, its gonna break! Its gonna break! Its gonna... An angel... An angel caught it. "Blank! Dead!" I can't anymore. I feel myself slip into unconsciousness.

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"She is perfectly fine. I can't give an explanation to what happened to her" I flutter my eyes open and I am glad the room isn't bright. I see a lady in a white knee length dress and I am assuming she is a nurse and before her is a tall boy with dark brown hair, and really broad shoulders. If I were a normal girl I d' drool but since I am not normal. I stand on my feet and I can feel their eyes on me. "Are you okay? I don't know what's wrong with you dear" the woman's voice is soft and motherly a tone I never heard from my own mother "I am fine thank you ma'am" I whisper but I am sure she heard "thanks to you too mister" I say finally looking up at him. He has the most intense blue eyes I have ever seen but honestly i havent seen much blue eyes really, my dad had blue eyes. I finally look away and start walking out the door "hey" the deep voice calls and I feel body heat beside mine. Ooh no! Get away! Get away! Please I don't want to hurt you! "What's your name?" He asks,  "Marla canes" I mumble he obviously won't give up and he doesn't care that I am cold or weird "well nice name Marly" I could sense the grin in his voice my cheeks turn red at the nickname, no one ever knew me long enough gave me one. Any ones who tried knowing ends in grave or hospitals and know not to visit anyone. I walk hurriedly to my next class nevertheless which by my schedule is geometry "I see you are having geo I am too come on let's go" I feel my arms engulfed in warm hands "wow"  he says staring at my hands in shock, awe I don't know. Concern even?  "your arms are really cold. Is it normal? And so white?" He asks I shrug nonchalantly when pain is radiating through my heart and soul "I am not normal" I mutter failing to keep the sadness from my tone. There is never an easy way to say that.





















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