Falling For Satan **ABANDONED**

Chapter 1

Kiera's POV

I sit up, my scream cutting off as I realise it was just a dream. I turn on the lamp that sits in my bedside table, my heart pounding from the dream. I look at the clock that sits next to my lamp and see that it's 5:30 in the morning.

'It seemed so real' I think as I get up to look in the mirror, knowing full well that I won't be able to get back to sleep. When I see my reflection, I'm surprised I'm still in the t-shirt and shorts I went to bed in, and not the white cotton dress.

I look up to my face to see that my red-brown hair is extremely tangled, and half covering my ocean blue eyes. Grabbing the brush on my vanity, I brush my hair, still attempting to get the strange dream out of my head. When I'm done my hair waves itself down to my waist. Seeing as though the dream is still in the forefront of my mind, I go back to my bed and read my dream away.

At 7:30 I leave my room for breakfast. Unfortunately ever since I moved here, I've had to make all my own meals, because my Uncle Ben is hardly ever home.

Earlier this month, my parents decided that I should stay here, leave all my friends, my home down under and restart my 11th year of high school. So now I'm here, in America, where they talk funny. Schools starting today, it's a public school called Westwood high. Ironically there is now a small forest on the west side of the town, not far from the school.

I grab an apple out of the fridge, and walk back to my room, not feeling like cooking breakfast this morning. Once in my room I go up to my wardrobe and look for something to wear. It's really strange to think of wearing casual clothes to school, but that's how they do it here.

After much consideration I get dressed in blue jeans, a black t-shirt with a picture of Skulduggery Pleasant on the front, and my usual necklace. My necklace consists of a silver chain holding a circular turquoise rock with a hole in the middle. My best friend Isola found it while camping with her dad, she gave it to me as a going away present.

With my outfit sorted and 10 minutes to spare I decide to put a little makeup on. I put on the slightest bit of mascara and swipe on some clear lipgloss. I then grab a hair tie and put my hair in a low pony tail as an after thought. Now ready to face the outside world I grab my already packed bag and head off to my car.

Once by my car I admire it again, my uncle got me a car as a present, and it is really nice. It's a blue VW bug, one of the newer versions, and I've called her Pearl. Getting in the car, I put my bag down on the passenger seat, and start the car. I head towards the school through the town of Woodville, and after a few minutes arrive.

I park in the car park, and notice that everyone seems to be arriving now. I grab my bag and get out my car, locking it after a moment of thought. I walk towards the large building in front of me, the nervousness of the new school staring to settle in my stomach.

As soon as I step inside I feel the nice cool air of an air conditioner, and see the schools office to my right. Tucking some stray hairs behind my ear, I enter the office. A woman wearing a pale pink suite is sitting behind the desk, she looks up at me when I enter, and starts to search her desk for something.

"Here you are-" she says smiling handing over my timetable and a map, "-Kira, I hope you have a nice time here at Westwood high"

"Thank you, I'm sure I will," I say politely, then I head back out the door. I look at the map, and see it doesn't look too complicated. Figuring I can learn where everything is as I go along, I look at my timetable. When I moved I was very pleased to be able to pick my lessons, because for a time my parents were going to do it for me. On my timetable is this.

Monday- Friday:

Lesson 1- English

Room 15 Miss Green

Lesson 2- Music

Room 27 Mrs Kingsley

Lesson 3- History

Room 10 Mr Vickson

Lesson 4- Math II

Room 18 Mr Slade

Lunch

Lesson 5- Science II

Room 35 Mrs O'Collin

Lesson 6- Art

Room 3 Miss Night

Locker number 48, found by room 15-17.

I look at my map again looking for room 15, when I bump into somebody.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" I say looking up and seeing I bumped into a girl with died blonde hair, tonnes of make up, and what seem to be fake nails on the ends of her fingers. She's wearing a tight revelling tank top, and a miniskirt. The girl sneers at me, as if me touching her gave her some sort of disease. She then turns and walks around me and continues heading to wherever she was going before.

I shrug and continue on my journey to find room 15. It takes me a while but, after a few minutes I finally find it, and my locker. I put all the stuff I don't need in my locker, and head into the classroom with 5 minutes to spare.

When I enter the classroom, many of the students look up at me, and stare. Quite a few smile at me, including the teacher. Miss Green beacons me over with her hand and I walk over to her desk.

"Hello Kira, welcome to Westwood, and America, I hope you enjoy your time here!" Miss Green says nicely. "If you ever need anything just ask,"

"Thank you Miss, that's very kind of you," I say back, she smiles and nods her head, and with that I look around the room for a place to sit.

I see a girl sitting by herself, and when I go to sit there she shakes her head. So does the blonde girl sitting behind her. In the end I sit at an empty desk that's near the back, when I do I hear a few gasps, and am very confused as to why they would be shocked to my sitting here.

The class fills up slowly and when the bell goes every seat but the one next to me is filled. Just as Miss Green starts talking, a boy comes into the class, since I'm looking at my book still I don't know what he looks like.

The boy walks up to where I'm sitting and stops, standing there like its meant to intimidate me.

"Yes?" I ask the boy, with out looking up.

"Get out of my seat," he growls, still attempting to scare me.

"The seat or the desk? because I don't see any other free spaces," I say finally looking up, who I see shocks me to my core. It was the boy from my dream, Alec. From his expression I'd say he recognises me too, but it could be because I was defying him which didn't seem to happen often from the looks of my classmates.

"Alec Demon, just sit down," Miss Green said pronouncing Alec's last name like Dee-a-mon. Alec sat down next to me and stared out at nothing while the teacher continued.

"Alright everyone, I'd like to introduce our new student Kira Light, could you please stand up Kira," Miss Green says to the class, after I stood up the entire class stared at me, it made my palms sweat and my nervousness worse.

"Now could you say two things about yourself, then we can continue our class," Miss Green says looking at me expectantly.

"Um, well I'm from Australia, and I love to read," I say hopping for it to be over, and soon.

"How come you don't sound Australian?" A boy asks me, "aren't you meant to talk like 'G'day Mate',"

"I have never heard any Australian talk like that unless they're trying to be funny," I say sitting down. The boy who spoke frowned at me, but focused back on the class. I focus on the class as well, but find it hard to suppress the urge to tell the teacher she's spelling words wrong, that is until I realise that's how they spell those words here.

Class continues and is slightly boring. When the bell goes for our next class, I pick up my bag getting out my map and timetable again and walk out the room trying to figure out where room 27 is.