'No, no, no, no, no.' I squeezed my eyes shut tight. I did NOT just see that. I CAN'T have just see that.
Dear God I wish I hadn't seen that.
I sat on the floor hugging my legs. Why me? Why did it have to be me of all people? I'm already 14, I should be past the safe point! I have a reputation, and friends, and now I'm going to lose it all. Maybe I'd imagined it. Maybe it was just a trick of the light. That could be it. I opened my right eye a crack, willing it to be gone.
It was still there.
This is really happening, I thought. The thought knocked the air out of me. No, I'm 14! This shouldn't happen beyond 11. But, my mind told me, there have been exceptions. Rare, but they still happened. Like it was happening to me. Oh God...
'Zigg?' My face paled at the sound of my mother's voice. 'Zigg, are you okay? You're going to be late for school.' Oh God, school. I can't go to school like this. I just can't. What could I do? I looked around the bathroom searching for something.
'Ziggy? Are you okay in there?'
'Uh,' I stammered, 'Yeah, yeah I'm okay.'
'Well hurry up then. You're going to be late' Think Ziggy, THINK.
'Actually Mum, I feel rreally ill. I think I'm gonna be sick.' Well it wasn't entirely untrue. This whole situation was making my stomach churn.
'Oh, dear. Can I help you?' The doorknob started to turn.
'NO!' I yelped, wishing our bathroom had a lock. Our mother took it off a few years ago when Arn tried to kill himself. Stupid Arn. 'I mean, no. Don't come in. I don't want you to see me looking like this.' Once again, not untrue.
'Don't be silly, honey. You're my daughter' Stupid motherly love.
'No, seriously. I think I just need to be left alone for a bit. Just take Emma into school. I'll be okay.'
'Well, if you're sure. I'll be back real soon.' I heard her footsteps walking away, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Disaster averted. For now.
There was still the matter of WHAT THE HELL AM I GOING TO DO NOW?!? Oh God, this could ruin my life. This IS going to ruin my life, I realised with a shock. I'm never going to be able to hide. I'm definitely not going to be able to keep it from Mum. You can't keep ANYTHING from Mum. My shoulders started shaking and I gripped the sink for support.
This was the end of my life as I knew it. As soon as I went back to school everything was going to change. And Mum. Mum was going to be so... proud. The way those geeky kids parents are so proud of them. God, Iwas going to be LOWER on the chain the the geeky kids. I was going to be SHUNNED by the freaking geeky kids.
I raised my eyes up to the mirror again. Light shone in them unnaturally. betrayed by my own eyes, I thought. My life is over. All the while I pawed at the silvery streaks that had appeared in my hair.
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WRITER'S NOTES:
The beginning of a story. This is just a taster piece to see what people think. It doesn't even have a name yet.
Basically, I got an idea for a story, that's NOT a short story. I know, weird right? Anyway, I wanted peoples' opinion on the beginning, and whether they think I should continue. But there is NO GUARANTEE that I ever will finish writing this. The reason I usually only write really short things is because I'm very bad at commiting to writing anything longer than that.
But you know, fingers crossed, if I get enough good feedback I might continue this. And if I get enough people harrassing me, I may just finish it.
So, usual deal. Please comment, however you feel about it. If you think it could be improved please let me know. But please no flaming. It's pointless, and not helpful. Also it gives my little Demon babies indigestion. And trust me, Demon indigestion is at a whole other lever to the human kind.
Please help me support my family! Love, Tabby.
