This is a quick collection of some of my English stories that I like
Won't post frequently
Trapped
I always knew I was different. But I didn't know just how much until he came.
AT school, I dozed off a usual until the bell rang. I stayed there and the teacher hurried in fright, squeaking as he glanced at me as I tossed him a scornful glance. I am sort of badass and all the teachers are scared of me because of that one thing I did. But there is a positive. I get away with anything. I hear and exhale breath and when I jump up to turn around, a get a mouthful of cloth covered in chloroform, a knockout gas. I turn and slump to the ground whilst my eyes grab a glimpse of short blonde hair.
A while later, I jerk upwards and see that I am in a new room, my senses telling me that I am not alone. I draw on my power and flit to the roof and hold onto the fan. I see a mask with blue eyes and a broad figure looking up at me, completely calm. "Hello Grace. My name is Haydn."
With that, he swaggers off and locks the door behind him.
There is food, (a dry husk of bread), water (tepid, tap water with stuff floating in it) and furniture (one school chair with a pillow that looks like it has been used a punching bag).
WOW. I am so impressed. (Insert sarcasm sign here).
I think the way he has so generously brought me here reminds me of the time everyone found out. I didn't mean to. It just happened.
It was a Saturday morning. I play soccer for the under sixteen's team. We were drawing 2-2 and they were sprinting towards our goal. Because I was a defender, I needed to get back but I had run forward and taken the shot.
I concentrated on running really hard and suddenly I was at the goal. This was weird because I had been at halfway three seconds ago. Then I looked down to stare at my feet... I was FLYING!
They opposition took the shot and I blocked it with my chest, dropped to the ground and booted it with all my might to the goal at the other end. The goalie was so shocked, she let it go right past her. We won but everyone was stock still. Then they took me.
I look around and see a camera. I stomp over to it and punch it while it cracks with a satisfying crunch. The guy comes in and rips off the mask. "What the heck was that?"
My breath falls from my mouth and lands on the round with a gasp. He is so gorgeous! I walk up to him and give him a peck on the cheek. "I wanted to see you," I said honestly.
I remember how we met as I look into my baby's beautiful blue eyes, just like his dad.
Haydn comes out and I think that being different isn't so bad after all.
