The Vampire Slayer

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She walked into school with bags under her eyes. Her now baggy blue top had many crease and was all wrinkly. She walked a few steps to her locker, fighting the urge to break down in tears. Just across the hall, her friends stood silently. They watched her walk in. They saw the bags. They were confused. Normally Amanda would walk over to them and they would talk until the bell rang signalling them to go to form - but not today. She walked straight over to her locker. Of course it didn't affect the rest of them as it did to Chris. He felt hurt. Their was pain and sorrow in her eyes, which he could see clearly.

They stood their for mintues waiting for her to walk over. Execpt, it didn't happen. They hadn't talk to her for the whole night, which was unusal as Cat and Amanda always stayed up until midnight talking to eachother. ALWAYS. Unless they were having a sleep over round either one of their houses. Cat locked gazes with Chris which confirmed her suspions.

"What has happened to her?" She thought aloud. Loud enough for the four off them to hear but quiet enough for no one else to. "She's been drifting from us..."

"Ever since we went to the alley," Josh finished.

They sighed in unison.

"I'll go talk to her," Chris suggested. Not waiting for an awnser, he walked over to his girlfriend just in time as she closed her locker. She turned around to come face to face with the one person she didn't want to see. Her eyes flickered to his before she began walking. She saw the pain... the hurt. But she didn't care. Right now she was stuck in her own world. 

"Babe..." Chris started softly. He watched her began to walk. "What is wrong?"

Leave me alone! She thought.

"You can't keep drifting from us." He whispered, wrapping his hand around hers, stopping her from walking away. "We're trying to help you,"

Anger built up inside Amanda.  Anger that she didn't mean to let out.

"NO!" She screamed, removing her hand from Chris' grip. "NOONE CAN HELP ME! NO ONE! NO ONE CAN BRING THEM BACK!" Her voice began to soften. "No one" she whimpered. Her eyes glistened under the hallway light. She sniffed.

Shocked at her out burst, the other three run over to Chris' side. All as shocked as eachother, Chris spoke what all of them were thinking. 

"W-What do you mean?" He asked, stuttering

Her cold eyes glared at the four people infron of her.

"DEAD!" she cried. "Vampires killed them."

The four off them stood still in shock, trying to digest what they had just heard. 

 Deciding she had had enough, she quickly walked away from the group. She was tired. She was upset enough and now she had to go to school. And having the sound of immature bickering teens littering the halls - their faces clumped with excessive make-up and the guys trying to seem mature? And the "friends". Esspecailly the ones that are fake and prentend to care until they can break you bit by bit until you are a broken soul and leave you all alone. 

As she walked through other hallways, she looked through the glass windows. Their she saw the closed gates. The bell must have rang at least five mintues ago but she had heard it. Neither had her friends - "ex friends". Wanting to leave school she decided to stay undercover. She tried not to be noticed or seen by many people in the hallways. Thinking quick, she hid in the bathroom stalls. No body ever went to the bathroom school during form. 

The whispers of students going to other lessons closed in around her, bounding over the closed wooden bathroom stall door. She couldn't hear what they were saying. Her head was pounding. She couldn't take. The noise from other classes and stark off white cement walls. Her breathing became short and fast. She reached out for the door lock, unlocking it quickly. Her heart burned as if she couldn't breathe. They door slammed open. Luckily the halls were empty so no one could find her. Even if they did see her, the wouldn't interfer. She looked like a right mess...

Opening the school doors, Amanda let the fresh air surround her. She climbed over the small wooden posts her schools calls a "fence".

***

She walked through her front door, anger written all over her face.

"NO ONE!" She screamed to no body in particular. "NO ONE CAN HELP! NO ONE WILL HELP! NO ONE WILL STOP THEM" Her face had turneed as red as a tomatoe. Anger radiated from her like a bulb.  Picking up the hairdryer, she threw it at the wall. She clenched his fists, forcing him self not to get violent  and  bit her tongue, literally. CRACK! The hairdryer broke in half. BANG! She "Banged" her fist against the wall a couple of times until she began to draw blood.

"THEY DO WHATEVER THEY WANT! THEY NEED TO BE STOPPED. OR THEY WILL TAKE OVER OUR WORLD!" She cracked her knuckles, menacingly.

“I will not put up with this anymore,” she said angrily, flipping over the light glass table and it breaking into little pieces in front of her. "I will stop them." She stormed her way through the to her bedroom, dismantling everything in her path. Slamming herself down onto her bed she looked into the pillow and let a distressed ear piercing scream. It was still quite loud even though it was muffled. At that moment, if her eyes were a weapon, the piercing look in then could have caused serious destruction. Her cheeks flushed as the blood inside her began to boil. All her senses where alert and her head felt like there was a bomb ticking just waiting to explode.

Anger is that feeling that drives us insane. It like a light switch. All you need is to push that wrong button and something sends electricity in your spine; like unwanted energy. That's what she was feeling right now