The Special One

Prologue~ The Nobody

   "Hello there! My name is Ali, and I am from West Virginia." I tried to say with a big smile on my face. This was very difficult for me to say in front of kids my age. As I didn't know what else to say a boy in a blue shirt said, "Gosh she's hot but not a real big talker." he whispered to  the boy to his right, wearing a red hat giggle but covered it up with a cough.

   "Okay Ms. Showalter you may have a seat." said Mr. Kurt my Homeroom and History teacher.

    I walked to the first empty seat I saw, but sadly is was near the boy who giggled.I got to my desk and dropped my phone. I was going to pick it up, but he noticed and picked it up. "You should hide this before you get in trouble." he said with a gentle smile. 

  "I'm Landon, nice to meet you." Landon said extending his hand for me shake it. "Nice to meet you to." I replied shaking his hand. Hmm, maybe he's not bad after all. I mean he is kinda cute. 

Later that day

   Bling, bling. "Time for lunch, finally!" said a kid in my class named T.J..

   I got up and stretched and looked around the room to find Landon but he wasn't there. I started to grab my things and I dropped my notebook.

  Why am I so clumsy?  "Is this yours?" said a girl with long black hair, ripped jeans, black vans, and a big hoodie on her. "Yes, thank you." I said.

   I went to grab the book, but she pulled it away. I looked at her in a very strange way. Her friend next to her giggled.

    "Silly, we aren't just gonna give you it back. You have to do us a favor." "Yep, and we want you to be our friends!" said the one who had my book. "Okay." I said. "I'm not going to give this back unless--. Wait, what? You said yes?" 

   I nodded, and gave them a smile. "Yay!" they both shouted and hugged me. 

  I'm not the usual person that likes hugs, but this feeling felt good.

    When I got to the lunch room with my two new friends. It was huge! Bigger than my old school in West Virginia. "Hey Ali, come sit with us, silly." said one of the girls. I had my lunch with me but I wasn't hungry.

    As I walked to their table I could see that there was three other people. Landon was there, but the other two I didn't know. "So Ali, my name is Emily, and this here is Kelly." (Emily is the one who teased me with my book.) I looked at Kelly. She had short blonde hair, hazel brown eyes, and fair skin. She is beautiful with her glowing smile.

     "Hi." I said flashing my greatest smile yet. "Dang, girl you could kill a person a mile away with that smile." Kelly exclaimed giving me thumbs up. I felt my whole face heating up, "Thanks." was all I managed to say. Everyone at the table laughed except to girl across from me.

   "Ugh, I guess I will introduce myself then. My name is Kristine, and this is my boyfriend T.J.." She said latching on to his arm. "Oh, I am not your boyfriend, yet." he said with a wink. Kristine rolled her eyes and let go of his arm. "And this is my man,--" He began to say but I cut him off. "Landon, I met him earlier in class." 

  "Yea." Landon said with a nod. 

   But now all that happened 2 years ago. Yes still have my best friends Landon, Kelly, and Emily. Also I even got myself a boyfriend, who is T.J.. 

And to top it all off he's the most hottest and popular boy in our high school. My life hasn't been that great ever since I was born I was in foster care. 

   Nobody wanted to adopt me, because weird things happen. No, not bad things, magical things. 

  I'll get back on why my 17 years almost 18 years of life isn't that good. It's because my former foster parents die in a mysterious car crash 2 years ago. So my foster agency sends me to their closest relative to stay with. 

   Yet little did they know that 'Uncle Bob' is a feisty, big man, who likes to hit things (people) and treats 'em like crap. Plus he has his friends over 24/7, every day of the week. This might surprise you a little bit but uncle Bob has a well paying office job. It's mainly because the president likes him.

  And don't get me started on 'Aunt Meg' she is a complete psychopathy that's never home. Also if she's home she's always home drunk or high. ~How am I surviving this~ Well I don't really know.

   Ya, so that has been my life. I'm about to start my junior year in Stony High School (S.H.S.). In one week I won't have to deal with uncle Bob or aunt Meg that much. Well see you then.

"The car accident was no accident it was on purpose. Two mysterious men caused it. They were searching for something, yet alone someone.

You may think that this is crazy but their weren't just human. They had wings."

  "This man must be insane, I mean just look at him he looks drunk." said on officer. The man sitting in the chair got up and started screaming bloody murder. 

"WHY DON'T YOU BELIEVE ME? THEY LIKE ANGLES BUT THEY KILLED THOSE PEOPLE! ALL IN SEARCH OF SOMETHING?"

The man all of  a sudden sat down and was quietly talking to himself.

  "Hey John, why don't we take a day off tomorrow." said the officer heading over to the door. "Sounds, good to me Ham." said the man named John. "Hey! Morgan get you fat butt up and call the mental health care." "Again? How many are there?" Morgan mumbled to himself.

Meanwhile the man in the room all alone keeps mumbling, "I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy."