After the school nurse had managed to wake me up, much to my protesting, she sent me home. Apparently it's not normal for 'young girls' to pass out for no reason. I was about to shove that down her throat and tell her that I definately had a reason when I realised I couldn't. Not without giving everyone the impression I was mentally insane, so I just gave up and went. Half a day off school wasn't a bad thing anyway.
The rest of the day was filled with frantic thoughts that whipped into my head one moment, and were gone the next. Why didn't Alex have any symbols? Was he the 'special' thing that was supposed to happen today? Nothing else even remotely interesting had happened, so I could only assume so. But then what did that mean? He hadn't said or done anything that would change things, so why would the symbols warn me? Were they just warning me that he had no symbols or was it something darker, something hidden? Maybe there was something wrong with him, some illness that made him immune. Maybe his mum dropped him a lot as a child, either way I had to find out.
It wasn't until late that night, while I was sitting in front of the fire watching my symbols dance with the flames that I remembered something that had happened that morning. I'd been so preoccupied worrying about the symbols that I'd just ignored it. I ran upstairs, to where I'd ditched my jacket and grabbed my phone from the side pocket. I flipped it open and there it was. 1 new message. I couldn't believe I'd missed something so obvious. My mum was the only person who ever called me on this phone and I hadn't answered because I knew it wasn't her. So who the hell had called me? I dialled voicemail and listened to the unfamiliar voice.
You have 1 new message. Message recieved at 8:48 AM.
Hey Katelyn, you don't know me but I want to help you. I know that you can see things, and I know you need help. The reason I know this is because I see things too. You're going to meet someone today, someone dangerous. Please be careful. I'll be at the library at 10 tonight, come find me. We need to talk.
P.S My name's Jakob.
Shocked, I re-listened to the message, trying to wrap my head around what I'd just heard. Was it possible that I wasn't the only one? Were there other people who could see my symbols? I checked the clock, it was quarter to 10. I had two options. 1: I could stay home like the coward I am and never be any the wiser about the symbols or 2: I could take a chance and go to the library and maybe figure this whole mess out.
I quickly grabbed my jacket, my keys and some emergency cash from the cow on the counter, just in case, then ran out of the house. Normally I wouldn't go out on a school night, partly because there was nowhere to go and no one to go with, but then again it wasn't like anyone was going to catch me, mum was in London, besides I'd be back for midnight. It wasn't like anything would happen.
A/N oo, is anything going to happen? What's Jakob going to say? Will she find out why Alex doesn't have any symbols? And will she be going home? Keep reading to find out!!! Comment/vote/fan :D

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Symbols
Historia CortaKatelyn Broody's spent years seeing symbols, warning her of day in her future that will change her life forever. Now that day is here and she's no closer to figuring out what the warning means. So when two strange and mysterious boys appear in her l...