Chapter 2

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Lizzie
I had no dream today. Just black. In my opinion, that’s good. I’m still wondering how I healed, and more importantly how I had a dream of something before it happened? I have to get ready for school, for real, it’s Monday. I put on a blue shirt with a black leather jacket on top, and grab a book. It’s 7:32. I stop reading and decide to eat breakfast. I grab the box of cocoa rice and pour myself a bowl. By the time I’m down eating, it’s 7:37. I go to my dad and tell him to get ready to leave. Emma and I grab our backpacks and say bye to our mom. By 7:42, we’re in the car. We drive in silence all the way to our school. We say bye to our dad and start walking into the school. We soon say bye to each other and go our separate ways.

Malorie
    I go to Liz, saying hi. Our other friends join us in a matter of seconds. We’re talking about random things when the subject of dreams crawls it’s way into our conversation. Liz is looking anxious and uncomfortable. I can feel that she’s lying about not having a dream. I would know, I’m what you would call LLD, Living Lie Detector.  I can feel a lie when it’s being said. My mission? Kill the Keeper. Why? I have no idea, Boss wants her dead. I’m in it for the cash. Liz has shown many signs of being the Keeper, but none for having powers. If she didn’t have powers, she wasn’t the Keeper. I hope she is, that would mean I shot her for a reason last night. About that, where’s the wound? And why is she in school? Maybe she does have powers…

Chloe
    I wake up tied to a chair. A booming voice in my head, “FINALLY, SHE’S AWAKE.” I finally get to see my captor: A man that’s about 21, who is the ugliest thing I have ever seen. The definition of the word gross. I can’t control myself, I gag. He scowls, untying me. A river of hope flows into me, but they melted away once I realized he was gonna hold me with a strong grip on my shoulders. I see a door and feel the hope creeping back in. I get ready to run, and start thinking of the worst memories of pain. The bullies, the punches, everything. I focus on that feeling, letting it boil in me. Then I focus it on Ugly, all of it. He yelps, letting go. I run, faster than ever. Through the doors, a light breeze hits me, blowing my short, jet black hair in my face. I keep running until I think I’ve lost all my energy. I collapse behind a bush and close my heavy eyelids.

Lizzie
Mal keeps looking at me weird. Maybe I should talk to her. It’s like she knows I’m lying about not having any dreams over the weekend. I’m not that readable, am I? Well, she is my best friend, she probably knows something’s up. I’ll tell her. Everything. I need someone to tell, anyway. Besides my family. I give her a look, and excuse myself from the group. I go to the bathroom and wait for her. In a matter of minutes, she’s here. I tell her everything, not leaving a single drop of detail out.

Malorie
    It’s official, she’s the Keeper. For sure. So far, the only powers she has are being a Healer and a Psychic. That’s bad. It’s gonna be really hard to kill her, she’ll just know what’s gonna happen and heal herself. She might even find out that I’m her killer. That would be bad.

Chloe
    I wake up in a bundle of leaves. It’s still day time, and for some reason, I’m still sleepy. Ugly probably sedated me. Well now that I’m awake, I might as well walk farther away from Ugly. I start walking, hoping I’m going the right way. Well, I guess I should fly so he doesn’t know it’s me. I start running, getting covered in black, and soon become a crow. Once I’m in flight, I go to the clouds for coverage. In a few miles, I’ll be in the city.

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