Burned

Chapter 1

"Lies, there is no absolute way!" I chuckle.

"No really, it was four stories tall!  I just 'fell' and im fine!"Casey says.

"Didn't happen." It just didn't.

"Alright suit yourself, I can do it again!" She says dramaticly.

" NO, I belive you!" I lie, " I mean, haha... who cant jump off a building?"

Me. She's smart and totally functional. She would have died, I know I would have died so why wouldnt she? Unless.... nah she is trying to trick me.

"Alright Mrs. Sarcastic see ya later,"she smiles and waves my way.

Every time I enter my 7th hour I feel super tired, science is NOT fun, trust me. But she makes it better with her silly stories that I know are fake yet, interesting. My (light curls at ends) brown hair falls over my blue eyes as I look down at my binder and begin to pack up. My summer will be great and today , it has started. I rush out the door and to my locker. Once ive gotten all my stuff I head down the hallway to the exit.

" Trinity! " My freind calls me. "Trinity Madison get over here!"

I have to.

"Oh hey kate sorry, I didn't here you" I lie way too much sometimes...

"Happy summer!"she squeels. What a girl.

" yeah, im vary excited. Months without school and months with warm beaches!" I say.

"Are you going on the bus?" She askes noticing my mini umbrella.

"No ima walker. Speaking of which, I gotta go. Bye kate ill call you later" again with the lies...

I head down the wet sidewalk from when it was raining earlier. The wind blows my hair to the side and out of my face. Its droopy outside today. The one day I goto see my dad for the night it rains extra hard when I have to walk extra long.

But I guess its worth it because i absolutely love outdoors. Rain too, but id rather stay dry. Whatever.

I turn the cirb and enter this creepy neighborhood. And suddenly, I feel as if im being watched, you know the feeling of confusion and sumwhat feer. That all just begins to bubble up inside of me. I feel sick. I feel anger.

But why?

"Oww!" I gasp stumbling as a crow swoops dowm by my head and scratches my cheak as it does. I lift my hand and I stroke the warm, red, blood drip from my face. I look at my hands. Now I feel anger, real anger?

"Ahh" It stunge. "What the crap was that?" I challenge the bird, that is now resting upon a tree branch.

I have more to deal with than a crow! Its black eyes stare into mine. I really am stupid sometimes! I begin to worry what will happen next because the bird feels my frustration as well. I just know it does. I just know.

I begin to break into a fastwalk, than jog, untill im full blown running from this overwhelming feer holding me back from my initial task, to be at my dad's. Five o' clock, he told me. I check my phone, its 4:07. Im fine for now...