Chapter 9

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(A.N. OMG alot of people are reading! that's so cool... anyway sorry it took sooooo long to update! I feel so bad. To My sweet ghosts out there, please vote or comment! it will mean alot more than you think. enjoy!! -Ray xx )

My obnoxious alarm blasted throughout my room, making me groan and turning over to shut it off. I hate alarms- especially the loud ones with weird beeping sounds.

After it was off and not trying to make my ears bleed, I grab some black skinny jeans, and a dark blue sweater with my heart locket. I put a picture of my mother and father with Lucy and Kyle and I on one side since I really minimized our family picture. the other half is still empty.

I decided to do a fishtail braid today, since I really don't want it down. Since my hair is pretty long, it took 20 minutes to get it all done and over with. I do enjoy long hair, but it gets kinda annoying when you wanna do stuff with it in limited time.

I put on some mascara and strawberry Chapstick, as I put on my white converse, then grabbed my wallet and a banana and shot out the door with a jacket and my backpack in my hands.

The boys were gone on the bus today. Not to say that I don't mind them, but after my dreams, I'm a bit worried. What if Harry wasn't here today? Do those boys have something to do with him? are they dangerous? Why are they gone?

I shook my head, scolding myself. Rose! they can take a sick day. for all I care they are gone for today and will be back tomarrow. Jeesh. I am so stupid. Keep this up and I'll act like my mother when father is late for dinner.

I froze at that thought as the blood drained from my face. I haven't made a reference about them in forever. It's too much painful memories to dig out from the past.

I shook my head and scold myself. I can't always be forbidden to speak about there death. But you can't blame me when your family was shot in the dead in front of your eyes and grew to live alone and to be independent.

I guess my story isn't really the 'basic type.'

The bus stopped and everyone was let out. Something catches my eye as I walked to the side of the school. Men dressed in black, besides there bandanas on there head. Yellow, Dark blue, Red, Black and White.

As I walked past them, a guy in a black bandana started walking towards me. being the naïve girl I am, I brushed it off and thought nothing of it.

That was until a rough hand was seized onto my shoulder, abruptly stoping me from my further movements.

"Rose Underwood, am I correct?" the man said, pulling me to the side from all the walking people. I glared at the man before yanking his grip off of me and straightened my back.

"What's it to you?" I said harshly. The guys behind him howled in laughter as if they could hear us. I glanced at them as they were all watching us intently.

The man's black eyes got even darker before he roughly pushed me into a wall. "Why don't you lose that attitude little girl, it may do you some good." He growled before grabbing my locket from my neck.

He instantly jerked back when I kneed him in his junk before I pushed him with all my night and quickly walked away. Once I had a good 8 yards from him he let out a loud laugh.

"Oh sweet cheeks, your going to get it now."

Right out of thin air, he was in front of me with a devious smile. He pushed me against the wall as I looked for someone to help me. No one. Just great.

"Don't touch me." I warned as his rough hands cupped my breasts. I gasped, reaching out to slap him but he caught my arm and cracked it.

I tried to get out of his grip, but it was nearly impossible. I don't know how I managed to push him away moments ago.

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