Killer Guardian

Chapter 3

3 weeks later

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"As she falls to the ground, well I'll tell you my friend one day -" I roll over in bed and grab my phone to shut the alarm off. It's 6 o'clock. Ugh, I feel like poop. My stomach feels as if it's being assaulted. I groan as I sit up and start shuffling my way to the bathroom. The cold tile floor sends a shiver through my body as I close the bathroom door. All of a sudden, my mouth waters and it takes me a second to figure out why. My eyes widen in alarm and I practically fall on my knees in front of the toilet. I start gagging and last nights dinner comes up and out. Five minutes go by of my stomach trying to empty itself. God, I feel like shit. I flush the toilet and grab the counter of the sink to lift my self up. I look up and I don't even recognize myself. My hair is limp and greasy looking, I have bags under my eyes like I haven't slept in days, and my skin is a sickly white. I don't understand how this can happen over night. I've never heard of food poisoning making you look like you're dying. Well, at least i assume it's food poisoning. What else could it be? Groaning I debate whether or not I should eat breakfast. Eh, if I have food poisoning then it's just going to come up again. Shrugging, I start brushing my teeth and then getting ready for school. I ended up wearing a grey hoodie and some sweats with my hair up in a crappy excuse for a ponytail. Sighing, I grab my backpack and make my downstairs.

"Hi sweetie. Did you sleep well?" My mother asks without looking up from making breakfast.

"Well I slept." I said giving her a hug from behind.

"Are you okay?" My dad says, looking me over over his glasses. He's sitting at the table drinking his coffee with a newspaper in his hand.

"Yeah, I think it's something I ate last night. It'll pass, I just can't eat anything solid today." He nods in understanding and goes back to reading the paper.

"Well I'm off, I'll see you guys later. Have a good day, love you!" I hear them say you too as I open the front door. The door makes a "click" and I walk to my black Mini Cooper. I start the engine and the song "Diary of Jane" starts playing. I back out the drive way and drive to school.

I swear, trying to find a parking space at school is a bitch. Either, someone cuts in front of me out of nowhere or they decide to take up two parking spaces with their big ass cars. After 10 minutes, I finally manage to find a spot and sigh in relief. Grabbing my bag, I turn the engine off and open the door. The wind whips my hair as I step into the bitter cold morning air. When I left the house it was cool. The weather in Silver Shadows is like a teenage girl, bipolar. The thought brings an unexpected giggle and a group of freshman look at me funny. I just laugh and keep walking to the front steps of the school. I have to push this jock out of my way to open the door and as always, the halls are crowded with hormonal teenagers. The only thing I don't like about school, or this one, is that it's stereotypical. You see the goths in one corner, the populars hanging out at the lockers, the geeks spending their morning in the science room and every other group you can think of. Thankfully, my group has a mix of everyone. Sandy is the brains, John is the athlete, Kelly's got the looks and fashion, Trevor who's been acting kind of "off" ever since that special night and I'm the badass whose wardrobe mostly consists of black. Our group is small, but we've always had each other's backs since elementary.

"LUNA!!!" God, John never ceases to amaze me on how loud he can be.

"Hey John." I open my locker while he skips towards me. I laugh at the sight and he gives me hug before pulling me back and giving me a look over.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, just don't feel to good. I should be fine by tomorrow." I tell him while stuffing my textbooks in my backpack.