Standing in the classroom, I looked around confused. Blood was everywhere. Smeared on the white board and splatters on the desks. Broken glass and sticky blood caked the floor. Everything was so silent. I soon became frightened as on the corner of my eye the door slid open. Jayne from my Algebra class slowly crept in. Her eyes scanned the room, her eyes looking right past me on to something beside me. I watched in slow motion as her eyes grew and her mouth begin to open as if she were to yawn. Her mouth growing bigger and bigger as she took in a deep breath and let something out which I was handicapped of hearing. Fear covered her features as someone else came in and covered her open wide mouth. Mr. Lebourn pulled her away, glancing back to the classroom as a shiver rolled down his body. Both leaving me alone again, I looked down to where the two people couldn’t seem to keep their eyes off of. Fear engulfed me as came face to face with myself, though the difference between us where that I was alive and she wasn’t.
A little idea i had today. Let me know what you think and if i could contiue it into a book.
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.